Wilderness Redemption Tour

As a bystander, Lin Yan believed that Dutch's words were a complete moral blackmail against other gang members.

In the beginning, people chose to follow you because of your unique personality and because they believed that you could give them a better life. But now you are using their prayers to bind them to you, and you want them to advance and retreat with you, to live and die with you? Although you keep saying that you didn't force them, those who left didn't even get a parting fee. How are these people going to live after they leave?

In Lin Yan's eyes, Dutch did have outstanding leadership qualities at the beginning, but as his plans failed again and again, he now looks more and more like a crazy desperado. If he is allowed to continue like this, the Van der Linde Gang will not be far from destruction.

"I know, I know..." Arthur said in a sullen tone, "I just think we should move to another place as soon as possible. The Pinkerton detectives have a very sharp nose. They will soon realize that we were the ones who did what happened in St. Denis, and then they will swarm to find us."

"Yes, I know. Didn't I make it clear today?" Dutch said impatiently, "We'll leave right after we finish this. Don't you understand or don't listen to me? Now I feel that among all the people, only Micah is still a little loyal. The others are a bunch of ungrateful wolves who can never be fed."

Lin Yan was completely speechless about Daqi. He had already started to think about whether to unite with other people who were dissatisfied with him and leave together to form another gang, or find them a decent job. In the past, they were reluctant to leave because they still had hope for Daqi. Now, anyone with a discerning eye can see how bad the gang's situation is. If there were other options, the others would respond.

Lagras is located in the northwest of Saint Denis, between the Black Swamp and the Bluewater Swamp. It is a huge swamp. There are a few scattered residents living in the westernmost part of it. This is Dutch's destination today.

The swamp area near Saint Denis is always covered with a layer of light fog, but today's fog is even worse. As soon as Lin Yan entered the Black Swamp area, he felt as if a hazy veil was covering his eyes. The visibility was less than 30 meters, and the fog was not the common white fog, but gray, like a mixture of white fog and black smoke from factories near Saint Denis.

However, the smell of this thing is not pungent, perhaps the game deliberately eliminated this smell.

The diffuse fog did not affect Dutch's sense of direction. He took Arthur and Lin Yan to their destination accurately - a small wooden house located on the edge of a swamp.

It was just around two o'clock in the afternoon, and a lantern had been hung in front of the door of the hut. A middle-aged black man dressed as a fisherman was sitting under the lantern, mending his fishing nets.

"Thomas." Dutch dismounted and walked towards the man.

"It's nice to meet you, my friend." Walking closer, he extended his hand and shook hands with the other person in a friendly manner.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Dutch," Thomas responded enthusiastically.

Dutch then briefly introduced Arthur and Lin Yan to the other party, and then he pointed at Thomas and introduced them to the two: "Thomas is the fisherman here, and he is very good at driving a boat. We once had a wonderful adventure of fishing for catfish, and I think he can help me get closer to the prey. Right, my friend?"

After learning about Dutch's purpose, Thomas's expression became a little serious. He licked his lips and asked cautiously, "What do you need me to help you with?"

Dutch's expression also turned serious. He took two steps to the side, propped his hands on the fence outside the house and said, "You've lived here for so long, you should know Angelo Bronte, right?"

Thomas said nothing, just nodded silently.

Dutch continued after getting the response: "We are going to 'visit' him. I hope you can quietly take us there by boat at night, go around the back of his house and give him a 'surprise'."

Thomas thought about it for a moment, then imitated Dutch and stood beside him, sighing, "It seems like I have to go on this trip..."

"Thank you for your help." Dutch patted his shoulder: "We will pay you."

Thomas shook his head. "If you want to cause trouble for him, it won't be a problem for me. Just don't get me into trouble."

"Very good, then it's settled. The time is set for tomorrow night, and I hope you can prepare the boat by then." After the means of transportation was negotiated, Dutch's face, which had not smiled all the way, began to relax.

"Wait...wait, I don't have the final say on this matter." Thomas' words made Dutch's upturned mouth droop again. He glared at the black man next to him with some dissatisfaction, and the anger in his tone was obvious: "What do you mean?"

Thomas quickly explained, "You still have to convince my partner, Jules. We bought the boat together, so whoever wants to use the boat must get the other party's consent."

Dutch took a deep breath and tried to make his voice as calm as possible: "Where is he now?"

"He's gone out in a boat." Thomas stepped forward and took down the lantern on the porch. "I'm going to talk to him. Do you want to wait here or come with me?"

"Let's go together. It will be faster to find someone if there are more people." Dutch took a lantern on a crate next to him and followed Thomas.

Arthur and Lin Yan, who were standing at the door, had no choice but to follow.

Thomas led the way and reminded the others: "Everyone, be smart. There are a lot of alligators around here. They are very large. Every year, a few unlucky people will become their food."

"Don't worry, these prehistoric animals can't scare us." Dutch pulled out his pistol and fired a gun. "Before they bite us, we will feed them with bullets in advance."

"I don't want to be targeted by them." Arthur walked at the edge, his eyes constantly observing the nearby water surface: "But I do want to see you fighting with the ancient beast with its bloody mouth open."

Dutch chuckled and put the gun back into the holster. "Ha! I hope my performance won't disappoint you then."

After walking a few steps from Thomas's cabin, Lin Yan felt that the ground under his feet was no longer solid, and walking on it felt like walking on a water bed.

Thomas spoke again: "This way, follow me, take the higher ground."

"You call this the ground? I think it's better to call it the water surface." Arthur complained.

"Don't be too picky here, Mr. Arthur (Dutch only introduced everyone by name)." Thomas looked back at Arthur: "At least there is still room to walk here. We still have to go into the water later."