Red Dead Redemption: The Great Philanthropist of the West

"Stop talking nonsense, come up here first, or don't blame me for being impolite. All your men outside are dead, you can't fight back."

“Okay, I’m coming out, don’t shoot,” Wofford said, and slowly climbed up.

After Henry removed his gun, he continued to point it at him and said, "Where's the money? Where did you hide it? Hand it over right now."

"The money... the money isn't here. I hid it. Let me go, and I'll give it to you right away."

"Bang!" Henry fired a shot into his leg without hesitation.

"If you don't speak up now, next time it won't be your legs."

"I said, it's down there, behind the cabinet. You can see it as soon as you push the cabinet open. Stop the bleeding!" Wofford wailed.

Upon hearing this, Henry immediately took out a rope and tied Wofford up. As for the wound, he said, "Let it bleed for a while; it won't kill you."

Upon descending into the cellar, Henry saw a beautiful young girl bound and thrown onto a bed, her mouth gagged with a cloth, her eyes filled with terror.

No wonder I didn't hear any screams. Luckily, her clothes were still intact. The kidnappers must have been thinking of exchanging her for ransom, which is why they didn't assault her.

Henry ignored her and went behind the cabinet. When he pushed it open, there were indeed several stacks of banknotes, a little more than the ten thousand that Wofford had said, probably close to fifteen thousand.

After collecting the money, Henry also noticed a uniquely designed Civil War knife next to the cabinet.

Just then, he arrived next to the girl with a knife, looked into her terrified eyes, and said softly:

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. I was just trying to lull him into a false sense of security. I'll get you out of here now."

After the rope binding the girl was cut, she curled up in the corner of the bed and began to cry softly.

After she cried for a while, Henry gently patted her head, gesturing for her to come upstairs with him and leave.

"Were you sent by my father to rescue me?" Sofia asked, mustering her courage.

“I don’t know your father, but I know him. He has a newspaper office in Blackwater Town, near my family’s pharmacy. Don’t worry, I will get you home safely.”

"What's your name, Sophia? I heard it from Wofford earlier."

"Yes, I am Sophia Fellow. Thank you very much, sir. May I ask your name?"

Henry Allen

"Mr. Allen, how did you get here?" Sophia asked curiously.

Just then, Henry heard several unusual bird calls.

That was the signal agreed upon with Antora; someone was coming.

Shortly after, gunshots rang out outside.

“You stay here, I’ll go out and check. There should be a few who escaped. Or you can kick him a few times to vent your anger,” Henry said to Sophia, gesturing for her to look at the bound Wofford.

Perhaps because the past two days had been too stimulating, Sofia quickly adapted and adjusted. She nodded slightly nervously to indicate that she understood.

By the time Henry came out, the gunfire had stopped; the attackers had been dealt with by Flying Eagle and his two companions.

There were only four people, presumably the ones Warford mentioned who were sent to relay a message to Congressman Fellowes and then returned.

He put the dozens of Springfield rifles he had looted into his backpack, and left the loose jewelry and medicinal wine for Eagle and his men to keep.

Back at the house with the cellar, they saw Sophia staring intently at Wofford, gesturing with her hands, looking adorably like she wanted to go up and give him a couple of whacks but was too scared to do so.

"Stop the bleeding! Let me go! You broke your promise, fuck!" Upon seeing Henry, Wofford weakly cursed. When he saw Sophia, he realized he had been tricked.

Henry didn't bother arguing with him and simply gagged him with a rope.

"Want to give him a kick? You won't have another chance later. Don't worry, I'm here, he can't hurt you," Henry said to the eager Sophia.

Seeing that someone was backing her up, the little girl didn't hold back and stomped hard on Wofford's injured leg twice.

The pain was so intense that Wofford couldn't scream; he could only tremble a few times.

Seeing the little girl finally breathe a sigh of relief and fall silent, Henry felt relieved. This time, it shouldn't cause the little girl any psychological trauma.

"Thank you, Henry," the little girl said softly, almost to herself.

Henry didn't respond. He lit a cigarette and used the butt to burn the wound on Wofford's head, barely stopping the bleeding. Otherwise, he might have bled to death before Wofford even got back to Saint Denis.

After having Eagle lift Wofford, Henry, along with Sofia and Antora, met up with them and gave a brief introduction.

He had originally planned to stay overnight in Van Horn and return to Saint Denis early the next morning. However, with Sophia in tow, Henry decided to take the train back that very night, lest his father do something drastic because of her if he stayed any longer.

Fortunately, it's only a little past 5 p.m., so I can still catch the last train back to Saint Denis.

10 p.m., Saint Denis train station.

Henry and his party finally returned to this place.

There was almost an accident when they were carrying Wofford onto the train in Van Horn, as the train guards refused to let them carry him on board.

After much explanation, they finally agreed to let him go only after he presented the bounty notice and his status as the daughter of a congressman.

Mounting their horses, the group quickly returned to the police headquarters they had visited that morning.

Find Sheriff Bailey, who is in charge of the bounty.

"Oh, it's so nice to see you all. Your efficiency really surprised me."

"And you also brought back Miss Sophia." Sheriff Bailey was very happy, especially seeing Hawk carrying Warford and Sophia beside Henry.

"Miss Sophia, it's so good that you're back safe and sound. Mr. Fellow is still waiting in our director's office for the director to organize a team to rescue you."

Go up and let him know you're safe. I think you miss your father too.

“Officer Sally, please help me take this beautiful lady to the chief’s office.” Bailey called over an officer to take Sophia to see his father.

"Henry, could you and your friend come to my house tomorrow? It's the manor next to the mayor's residence. My father and I would like to treat you to a meal," Sophia said before leaving.

"Okay, we'll go there tomorrow night."

"Alright, everyone's gone, Sheriff Bailey. Now let's talk about the bounty hunter license."

"No problem, Mr. Henry, we welcome such capable bounty hunters as you. Go take your photos over there now, and you can pick up your credentials tomorrow morning."

The additional $700 is your reward; the cost of processing the documents has already been deducted.

"Oh, what's going on?"

"Shortly after you left this morning, Congressman Fellowes came to see our chief and raised the bounty for Wofford to one thousand dollars."

It was almost midnight when Henry and his group left the police station.

I found a hotel nearby, ate something quick, and went to sleep.