Wilderness Redemption Tour

Lin Yan did not understand the significance of Karen's words. In his mind, it was normal for Dutch, as a gang leader, to have more money. Besides, Dutch had been in this business for many years. It would be suspicious if he did not have some money in his pocket.

Karen left, and now only Tilly is left of the former laundry trio of the Van der Linde Gang. In order to share Tilly's workload, Aunt Susan, who used to stand aside and boss the three around, had to lower herself and devote herself to this work, which also allowed her to find some of the feelings of the past.

When the Van der Linde gang was just a small gang with only a few members, as the only woman in the gang, Aunt Susan did odd jobs like washing clothes and cooking. Although she joined the Van der Linde gang as a gunman, the gang was not short of gunmen at that time. Among a group of men, what was lacking was a logistics staff who could manage everyone's lives. So this person who had the same dream as most people in the West had to accept the reality under Dutch's "sweet talk" and stayed in the logistics position for 20 years...

"Oh... let's go, let's all go. People's morale has fallen and it's hard to lead the team..." Aunt Susan sighed to herself while rubbing the clothes in her hands. She wondered what Dutch would think when he came back and saw this situation.

On the evening of the day Karen left, a drizzle began to fall over Lakai. The weather was humid, and the temperature dropped sharply. After dinner, everyone went into the house early and prepared to go to bed.

Just when Lin Yan thought it was just another ordinary day, the originally calm and peaceful atmosphere was broken by the sudden sound of horse hooves.

"Is anyone there?" the man asked, sitting on his horse, pointing to the wooden house closest to him.

Even though it was raining and the man's voice was not loud, Lin Yan still felt that the man's voice was particularly familiar. Before he could react to who the person was, the door of the wooden house that the man asked about was pulled open with a loud swish, and then Pearson's rough voice came out: "Dutch? Is that you?"

"Haha, of course it's me! I haven't seen you for a few weeks. Can't you even recognize my voice, you fat guy?" After confirming that his companion was here, Dutch turned over and dismounted with a smile.

"Everyone! Come out quickly! Dutch is back!" Pearson shouted at the people living in the other cabins.

The doors of the houses opened one after another, and some people who came to Dutch looked happy, while others looked indifferent. After some greetings, Dutch reached out and gathered his rain-soaked hair, and suggested, "Why don't we go inside and talk? This damn weather is really unpredictable. Can someone give me a cup of hot coffee or something?"

Everyone then realized that Dutch was only wearing a thin shirt, and they quickly welcomed him into the warmest wooden house. After Dutch sat down, Aunt Susan considerately brought him a cup of steaming coffee.

"After the heist in Saint Denis, thanks to Hosea and Arthur, we were able to hold our ground..."

"This new camp is pretty good, Jamie found it..."

"After we settled down here, Arthur, Jamie and others went to SISKA prison to rescue John and Josiah..."

Everyone wanted to tell him what had happened during the time Dutch was away. The room suddenly became chaotic and no one could hear what anyone was saying.

"Quiet!" Dutch shouted loudly while holding his coffee. The unnatural aura emanating from the leader immediately intimidated everyone. After taking a sip of coffee, Dutch pointed at Leopold who was closest to him and ordered, "Strauss, go ahead."

Leopold, who was usually calm, was unusually enthusiastic today. After receiving the task assigned to him by Dutch, he fluently recounted to Dutch everything that had happened in the past few days, even the departure of Marybeth and the others.

After listening to Leopold's story, Dutch was silent for a moment, as if he was digesting this unacceptable fact. But he soon cheered up and said in a deep voice, holding up his coffee cup: "No matter where our friends have gone, they were once one of us and our family. Cheers to our family and hope they can live the life they want."

"Cheers to my family." The uncle, a drunkard who never leaves his bottle, raised his bottle and echoed.

"Dutch, the time you've been away has been so hard. What do you think we should do next?" Pearson stared at Dutch expectantly with his big eyes.

Just as Dutch was about to speak, there was another commotion at the door, and Micah, Javier, Lenny and Sean walked in one after another.

Dutch glanced at his companions who followed him and continued, "The world is getting more and more difficult, there is no doubt about that. Those who are still here must have expectations of me, so please believe me, I will never let you down this time. I will keep my promise, take you away from here, and let you live a good life."

When Dutch finished, Micah crossed his arms and walked into the crowd. "Are none of you guys interested in our adventure? We almost drowned in the Atlantic Ocean."

"But you all came back safely, didn't you?" Abigail glanced at Micah with disgust. "We are more concerned about how Dutch will lead us next."

"Oh, Abigail, I'm so glad to see you again. Why don't you listen to a couple more stories from me?" Micah said flirtatiously.

"We'll have plenty of opportunities to talk about this later." Abigail distributed the coffee to the people who arrived later. When she walked in front of Micah, she looked up at the face that looked hideous to him, "Every time I see you, Micah, my heart beats with joy."

“Hehe…” Micah picked up the coffee cup, chuckled twice with unclear meaning, and stopped talking.

Abigail put away the tray and looked at Dutch with a cold face: "Dutch, how did John get arrested? He was in the bank and was knocked down when he was escaping. He said that you were only one step away from him at that time, but you didn't save him, but ran away on your own. Is that right?"

Abigail's question instantly cooled the heated atmosphere caused by Dutch's return. John didn't expect his wife to be so disrespectful to Dutch in public. His face was extremely embarrassed. However, Dutch didn't care. He drank the coffee in the cup and then admitted calmly: "John is right. I ran away on my own. Under the circumstances at that time, I couldn't take him with me. If I chose to save him, not only me, but everyone in the bank would have become prisoners that day."