Wilderness Redemption Tour

"What does it have to do with me how many people you killed? Aren't they killed because of your poor decision-making as a commander?" Cornwall retorted impatiently. "Also, don't talk to me about the law. Everyone knows that you Pinkertons are good at playing with the law. Instead of perfunctorily dealing with me here, you might as well think more about how to catch the person. I hope that next time we meet, you can bring Dutch van der Linde to me instead of continuing to talk to me about the law. Leave this damn law to those who need it!"

Being scolded by his employer in front of so many people, even Milton, who usually remained calm, felt a little embarrassed. After Cornwall finished venting his anger, he nodded slightly to him as if he had been pardoned, then turned around and strode away from the dock.

"Come on, Mr. Ross, we're going to work."

After Milton left, Cornwall turned his gaze to the receptionist on the dock with a serious face. "Didsbury, I heard that the workers at the mine went on strike. What's going on? Are those miners planning to give me a head start right after I took over?"

"It's about wages, sir." Didsbury, dressed in a white shirt and gray vest, stepped forward and explained: "The workers feel..."

"What do the workers think?" Cornwall flew into a rage after hearing just a few words. "When is it their turn to negotiate terms with us regarding business matters? Go tell them, I don't want to hear 'what they think', I want 'what I think'. The company has already treated them well enough. If anyone has any complaints, let him pack up and get out immediately. Cornwall's company doesn't need this kind of troublemaker. If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it!"

"...I understand, sir." Didsbury nodded as if he had been taught.

"Hmm." Cornwall snorted and continued, "Remember, we are the actual managers of the company. If we listen to our subordinates and let them have the say and even the decision-making power, the consequences of doing so will be tantamount to a disaster for the company and our family."

"Perhaps the disaster has already struck, Mr. Cornwall." Dutch said, standing up from his hiding place, swaggering out of the shack, and coming face to face with Cornwall.

Dutch's actions surprised Lin Yan and Arthur at the same time. They didn't expect Dutch to be so bold. What about the assassination agreed upon in advance?

With Dutch's instructions, Micah quietly walked out of the shack and headed outside the dock when Dutch appeared and attracted everyone's attention.

Most of the guards brought by Didsbury had already left the dock following the assistant named Johnson. At this time, there were only four or five guards left on the dock. Lin Yan guessed that this was the reason why Dutch chose to show up on his own initiative.

Cornwall recognized Dutch the first time he saw him, after all, he had just talked about him with Milton.

"What do you want to do, Dutch van der Linde?" Cornwall stared at Dutch and said gritting his teeth.

"Well...I'm not sure yet." Dutch replied in a gangster manner.

Cornwall stepped forward excitedly, warning: "Your insolence will be your undoing, sir."

"In fact, I was done for a long time ago, all thanks to you." Dutch turned around and pointed at Arthur who had also walked out of the shack. "Even my best friend thought I was crazy when he heard me say I was coming to 'visit' you."

Cornwall stomped his foot heavily, pointed at Dutch and shouted: "You robbed me!"

"Well, that's true." Dutch nodded solemnly, then pointed at Dizipoli not far away, "But aren't you also going to take away the wages that should have been paid to those workers? Don't even mention that you paid them money. From what I know about you capitalists, the money you paid them is totally disproportionate to their efforts."

Cornwall patiently confronted Dutch and said, "But my income is completely legal. And you are just making excuses for the crime you committed."

"You kill, I kill; you rob, I rob. There is no difference in essence between these behaviors." Dutch put away his previous cynicism, posed a duel posture towards Cornwall, and continued: "The only difference between us is that I will selectively kill and rob. And you, you will indiscriminately destroy everything that stands in your way."

"Nonsense!" Cornwall's face was as dark as water. "I can't stand listening to your nonsense for a moment."

"In that case, let's get straight to the point of today." Dutch raised his hand to adjust the angle of his hat brim and said, "Give me this ship, fifty thousand dollars, and let us leave here safely, and I will spare your life."

Cornwall's eyes changed instantly when he looked at Dutch. If he had barely regarded Dutch as an opponent just now, then Dutch, who had put forward his conditions, looked like a clown, a joke, and an arrogant madman in his eyes. He looked at Dizpoli, then turned his head to look at the guards he brought with him on the boat. The next moment, several of them burst into laughter at the same time.

"Hahaha..." Cornwall was the one who laughed the most. "Do I really think I would compromise with you?"

"No." Dutch shook his head regretfully, "But I still wanted to try and give you a chance to live. It seems the result is just as I expected. You don't need this chance."

Before Dutch finished his words, a flower of blood spurted out from Cornwall's chest. The incident happened so suddenly that no one had expected it, including Lin Yan.

Lin Yan didn't even see clearly the action of Dutch drawing the gun. This was what surprised him the most. He didn't expect Dutch to be so powerful.

This was not the first time Lin Yan saw Dutch shoot. In the several battles with Pinkerton, Dutch not only shot every time, but was also one of the most outstanding performers. But at that time, Dutch's shooting skills left Lin Yan with the impression that he was only accurate. Today, Dutch added the word "fast" to the basis of accuracy.

This speed is not just ordinary speed, but extremely fast. With the support of the system, Lin Yan, who has mastered the advanced revolver, the gun drawing technique, and the Death Eye, which is comparable to the time-stopping skill, thinks that his dynamic vision, reaction and speed should be ranked among the best in the entire West. However, when Kedaqi made the move just now, he felt that even if he opened the Death Eye, he would definitely not be able to dodge it.