Wild West: Blackwater Redemption

In the Lighthouse Country in 1899, two men with the same name and sex died on the same day.

Clint Morgan, a Clint who defends his country and a Clint who does evil.

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And in the vast western wilderness, there is a small town forgotten by history – Blackwater Town.

It was once a prosperous trade center, but with the construction of railways and the changing times, it gradually became a forgotten corner.

However, in this land eroded by wind and sand, there lies an unknown past and an unfinished journey of redemption.

Wild West: Blackwater Redemption
1. The Lighthouse Country Changes
In 1875, the sky in the northern part of the Lighthouse Country was gloomy and heavy, as if foreshadowing the impending tragedy.
In the center of the execution ground, a tall cross stood there, like a ruthless judgment seat.
On the cross, a man was tied up tightly. His face was pale, but there was an unyielding light in his eyes.
This man is Clint Morgan, who was sentenced to death for numerous crimes.
Clint’s face was full of traces of time. His skin was rough and dark, like a rock that had been exposed to the wind and sun. His eyes were deep and bright, as if they could see into the depths of people’s hearts. Although he was tied to the crossbow at the moment, his eyes still flashed with an unyielding light, as if he was fighting against the cruelty of fate.
His hands were tied tightly with rough hemp ropes, and his fingers turned white from being restrained for so long.
However, he did not struggle at all, but just stood there quietly, his eyes firm and deep, with a mocking smile on the corners of his mouth, as if he was mocking those who sent him to the gallows.
The executioner walked up slowly, his face expressionless, just mechanically executing the order. He checked the ropes on Clint to make sure everything was ready.
Then he stepped aside and waited for the final order.
The crowd around began to stir, some were talking in low voices, and some were praying silently.
However, Clint seemed to be in another world. All he could see were the executioner and the impending death.
His heartbeat began to accelerate, but there was no fear on his face, only a hint of calmness.
“Clint Morgan, do you have anything else to say?”
The executioner asked coldly.
Clint raised his head slightly and looked directly into the executioner’s eyes.
His voice was weak but full of power.
“I have nothing to say. I am just a person abandoned by society. But I have never regretted anything I have done because I was just fighting for my own survival.”
The executioner did not answer, but nodded silently.
Then he raised the signal gun in his hand, ready to issue the final order.
Clint closed his eyes, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He thought back to his past, the hard times, the choices he had to make to survive. He knew he was on a path of no return, but he never regretted his choice. Because he knew that in this cruel world, only the strong can survive.
The signal gun sounded, and the executioner pulled the switch. The gallows began to slowly turn, and Clint’s body was suspended in the air. He felt a strong force tearing his body apart, but he didn’t make any sound. He just clenched his teeth tightly and endured the endless pain.
The audience around began to exclaim, but Clint seemed not to hear it.
There was only peace in his heart, as if he had been isolated from the world. He felt his body gradually losing strength, but his consciousness was unusually clear. He knew he was about to leave this world, but he did not feel the slightest fear.
Finally, it was all over. Clint’s body stopped struggling, and a smile of relief appeared on his face. He felt as if he was wrapped in a warm power, as if he had returned to his mother’s arms. He closed his eyes and left this cruel and beautiful world forever.
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On the other side of the battlefield, the air was filled with smoke, and the sounds of gunfire and shouting were intertwined into chaos.
A brave and fearless warrior named Clint Morgan was rushing towards the center of the battlefield, his eyes sharp, focused on finding his injured teammates.
Clint was wearing worn-out armor, his face was covered in dirt and blood, but it couldn’t hide the unyielding light in his eyes. He held a long sword in his hand, and every step he took was firm and powerful, as if no force could stop him from moving forward.
Finally, he found his injured teammate in the ruins.
It was a young soldier, his chest hit by shrapnel, his uniform stained with blood.
Clint immediately rushed forward and squatted down to check his teammates’ injuries.
“Don’t be afraid, brother, I will save you.”
Clint’s voice was hoarse but powerful.
He quickly took out the first aid kit from his waist and began to treat his comrade’s wounds.
However, just as Clint was concentrating on bandaging his comrade’s wound, a sudden chill wrapped around his spine like a snake, causing his heart to tremble violently.
He felt an inexplicable fear, which did not come from the gunfire and smoke on the battlefield, but from the sudden betrayal behind him.
Clint’s movements paused slightly, and he almost instinctively wanted to look back.
When he finally turned around, he could hardly believe what he saw. The comrade who had fought side by side with him and faced life and death together now had a look as cold as winter, with a cruel smile on his lips. In his hand, the dagger that he had used to kill the enemy was now pointed at Clint.
Clint’s eyes widened, pupils filled with astonishment and confusion.
He tried to struggle, but his body became stiff due to the sudden severe pain. The dagger pierced his heart like lightning, and the sharp tip of the knife penetrated his solid armor and reached the source of his life.
The severe pain came like a flood, instantly drowning Clint’s consciousness. He felt as if his heart was torn apart, and blood gushed out, staining his armor and hands red. He tried to make a sound, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he could only make a weak groan.
“Why……”
“Leor…”
Clint’s voice was weak and trembling, he couldn’t comprehend what was happening.
Why did the teammate who had fought through life and death with him suddenly betray him? Was the trust and friendship between them so fragile?
However, his teammate did not give him any answer. He just smiled coldly, as if laughing at Clint’s stupidity and naivety. Then, he turned and left, leaving Clint lying in a pool of blood.
Clint’s body gradually became cold, and his consciousness gradually dissipated in the severe pain. He felt as if he was being pulled by an invisible force, and his body became lighter, as if he was about to float to an unknown distance. He knew that he was about to leave this world, but his heart was full of reluctance and doubt.
Clint’s vision blurred and he felt his consciousness quickly fading away.
However, at this moment, a strange force suddenly enveloped him. His body became light, as if being pulled by an invisible force.
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When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange environment.
He looked around and found himself lying in a simple room, wearing ragged clothes. He felt a little confused and didn’t know where he was.
Just then, a familiar voice came into his ears.
“Clint, you’re finally awake!”
He looked up and saw a middle-aged woman looking at him with concern.
“Mother?”
Clint shouted in surprise. He remembered that he was on the battlefield, how could he suddenly appear here? Moreover, he was obviously an adult, why did he become a child now?
“Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? I am your neighbor Aunt Mary.”
The middle-aged woman Mary gently stroked Clint’s head, her eyes full of concern and tenderness.
Clint looked at Aunt Mary’s familiar yet unfamiliar face, his mind in a mess.
He tried to recall any memory he had of this aunt, but everything seemed to be blurry.
“Aunt Mary?”
Clint’s voice was tinged with confusion and uncertainty.
“Yeah, kid, what’s wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?”
There was a hint of worry in Aunt Mary’s tone.
Clint shook his head, trying to clear his head.
He closed his eyes, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the sadness in Aunt Mary’s eyes.
“You forget that your father was hanged.”
Aunt Mary’s voice was low and heavy, and her eyes were slightly red.
Clint’s heart trembled suddenly, and he felt an indescribable grief surged in his heart. He tried to recall his memory of his father, but his mind was blank. He couldn’t believe this fact, but he saw deep sorrow and helplessness in Aunt Mary’s eyes.
“Father…was hanged?”
Clint’s voice trembled, and he felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand.
Aunt Mary nodded, her eyes full of sadness, and she gently patted Clint’s shoulder, trying to give him some comfort.
“I know it’s hard to accept, but you have to be strong. Your father is a brave man and he wants you to continue to live your life well.”
Aunt Mary’s voice was full of encouragement and hope.
Clint listened silently, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Since he was in the body of this man also named Clint, he would live as Clint, and then Clint looked up and said to Mary.
“Thank you, Aunt Mary.”
Aunt Mary and Clint sat at a simple dining table with simple food on it.
Aunt Mary looked at Clint with love in her eyes. She picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in Clint’s bowl with a smile.
“Clint, eat more, you’re growing.”
Aunt Mary’s voice was gentle and kind, and her eyes were full of concern.
Clint raised his head and looked at Aunt Mary, a hint of gratitude flashing in his eyes.
He nodded and ate the rice in the bowl silently. Although he had no memory of Aunt Mary in front of him, Clint felt that Mary gave him love and warmth like a mother.
However, at this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves broke the silence.
Clint and Aunt Mary looked up at the same time and saw a group of gangsters on horseback rushing into the village.
They were armed with guns and looked aggressive, and it was obvious that they had no good intentions.
“Run!”
Aunt Mary suddenly stood up, grabbed Clint and ran out the door. However, it was too late, the gang members had surrounded the whole house.
“Don’t move!”
A leading gang member raised his gun and shouted loudly. His eyes revealed cruelty and coldness, as if he was looking at a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
Clint and Aunt Mary are backed into a corner, with nowhere to escape.
The gang members began to set fire to the houses, and the flames spread quickly, engulfing the entire village in flames.
“Aunt Mary…”
Clint’s voice trembled, and he hugged Aunt Mary tightly, his eyes full of fear and helplessness.
Aunt Mary hugged Clint tightly, her eyes were full of fear, but she still tried to stay calm. She knew that she had to protect Clint and let him leave this place safely.
“Don’t be afraid, Clint.”
Aunt Mary’s voice was weak but full of power. She held Clint’s hand tightly, trying to give him some courage.
However, at this moment, a gunshot broke the silence. Aunt Mary’s body trembled violently, and blood gushed out of her chest. She looked back and saw the leading gang member holding a gun coldly, with smoke coming out of the muzzle.
“No!”
Clint screamed loudly, he couldn’t accept this cruel fact. He hugged Aunt Mary tightly, tears blurred his eyes.
Aunt Mary looked at Clint, her eyes full of reluctance and guilt.
She knew she could no longer protect Clint, she could only hope that he could stay strong and survive.
“Clint…you have to live well…”
Aunt Mary’s voice was weak and trembling. After she said this sentence with her last bit of strength, she closed her eyes forever.
Clint held Aunt Mary’s body, he couldn’t accept this cruel reality. He felt as if his heart was torn apart, the pain made him unable to breathe. He cried out loudly, but the only response he got was the blazing flames and endless darkness.
His heart was filled with anger and hatred, and he vowed to find those who killed Aunt Mary and make them pay the price.
“Hey, kid, if you don’t want to die, follow me.”
Clint raised his head sharply, his eyes locked in the direction of the sound. A tall man, about twenty years old, stood not far away. He had a straight nose, a broad mouth, a strong face, and an indescribable temperament under his shabby but clean clothes, as if he was out of tune with this gloomy environment.
Clint was startled, he stared at the man closely, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists. His eyes were full of vigilance and confusion, he didn’t understand why this stranger appeared here and why he said this to him.
The man didn’t seem to care about Clint’s reaction. He raised his chin slightly and spoke in an unquestionable tone.
“I know you may be scared now, but believe me, I’m not here to hurt you. I have something important to tell you. If you don’t want to get into more trouble, just follow me.”
Clint hesitated for a moment, his heart wavering between fear and curiosity. He didn’t know whether he should trust this stranger, but his intuition told him that this man didn’t seem to be an ordinary gangster. He took a deep breath, tried to calm his inner fluctuations, and then slowly walked towards the man.
Seeing this, the man smiled. He turned and walked deeper into the passage, his steps steady and powerful. Clint followed closely behind him. Although he was still full of vigilance, he also felt an inexplicable trust slowly growing.
They walked through the dim passage, and the man never looked back, but Clint could feel the confidence and calmness emanating from him. He couldn’t help but start to imagine the man’s identity and origins, but every time he tried to think deeply, he would be interrupted by an inexplicable force.
Finally, they came to a relatively spacious place. The man stopped and turned to face Clint. His eyes revealed a kind of depth and wisdom, as if he could see through Clint’s heart.
“I know you must have a lot of questions now.”
The man spoke slowly.
“But I can’t tell you too much now. You just need to know that I’m not your enemy. On the contrary, I may be your only savior.”
Clint frowned, feeling somewhat confused and uneasy. But he also understood that he didn’t have many choices right now. He nodded, motioning for the man to continue.
“Your father was framed by the gang and hanged, right?”
The man suddenly asked.
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Clint started, he hadn’t expected the man to mention that.
The fragments in his mind began to reappear, and after a while, Clint nodded, his voice trembling.
“Yes…how did you know?”
The man did not answer his question, but continued.
“The gang won’t let you go. They know you’re Morgan’s son, so they’ll definitely come after you. But if you stay with me, I can keep you safe.”
Clint felt a chill run up his spine.
“Why should I believe you?”
Clint’s voice was shaky.
The man smiled.
“You can choose not to believe me. But believe me, you are in a very dangerous situation now. If you don’t come with me, then you will most likely die here.”
Clint was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.
He knew he had no other choice but to trust this man. He took a deep breath and followed the man out of the underground passage.
They came to an abandoned warehouse, the dim lights barely illuminated the surroundings. The man led Clint to a corner, asked him to sit down, and then poured him a glass of water. Clint took the water, his fingers trembling slightly, his eyes full of vigilance and curiosity.
At this moment, a figure gradually emerged from the dark corner of the warehouse. He was a man in his 30s, with picturesque features, handsome appearance, and a demeanor that exuded a sense of authority without even getting angry.
“I am Darcy Vanderbilt, leader of the Vanderbilt Gang.”
The handsome man spoke first, his voice deep and magnetic.
“I’m Darwin Hughes, the brains of the Vanderbij Gang.”
Then, the man who brought Clint to the underground warehouse introduced himself.
Clint was shocked when he heard their names. He had heard of the Vanderbij Gang, a gang with considerable influence in the underworld. He didn’t expect to meet their leader and think tank here.
“I know you must be confused right now.”
Darcy Vanderbijl smiled and said,
“But please believe us, we have no ill intentions. We have noticed you for a long time and think you have the potential to become a member of our gang.”
Clint had mixed feelings and he didn’t know how to respond.
He knew that he was incompatible with the world of gangs, but at this moment he seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and could not resist.
Darwin Hughes saw this, walked up, patted Clint on the shoulder, and said, “We understand your situation and know how much of a blow your father’s death has dealt you. But please believe that we can provide you with a brand new starting point and give you the opportunity to change your destiny.”
Clint looked up at Darwin Hughes and saw an unprecedented warmth and trust in his eyes. He felt as if he was surrounded by a force, and the fear and uneasiness in his heart gradually dissipated.
“I…I don’t know if I’m cut out for a gang.”
Clint said hesitantly.
“No one is born a gangster.”
“We value your potential and courage. If you are willing, we can teach you how to survive in this world and how to protect yourself and your family.”
Clint took a deep breath, knowing that he was facing a major choice. He knew that he could no longer escape and hide like he had in the past, and he had to face his fate bravely.
“I’m willing to try.”
Clint finally made up his mind. He stood up and looked at Darcy Vanderbij and Darwin Hughes firmly.
“Very good!” Darcy Vanderbi nodded with satisfaction.
“From today on, you are a member of our Vanderbij gang. We will provide you with the best resources and training to make you a real gang member.”
Ever since Clint joined the Vanderbij Gang, his life has changed dramatically.
As the third member of the gang, he felt an unprecedented sense of belonging and responsibility. The internal atmosphere of the Vanderbij gang was completely different from what he had imagined before. Although it was full of danger and fighting, it was also full of brotherhood and warmth of mutual support.
Clint quickly adapted to this new lifestyle. He worked hard to learn the various rules and skills of the gang. With his intelligence and hard work, he quickly stood out in the gang. His growth and progress made Darcy and Darwin Hughes very happy.
In the same year, a beautiful woman named Susan also joined the Vanderbij gang.
Her arrival was like a breath of fresh air that blew away the heavy atmosphere in the gang. Susan was not only beautiful, but also smart and witty, and soon won the love of everyone.
Susan took special care of Clint. She saw that Clint was a kind-hearted young man who longed for light and justice in his heart even though he was in the gang. She often encouraged Clint to stick to his principles and not be corrupted by the darkness in the gang.
Darcy was also very happy about Susan’s joining. He had never thought that he would fall in love with a woman outside the gang, but Susan’s appearance made him feel unprecedented heartbeat. Their feelings quickly heated up and they soon fell in love.
In the gang, the relationship between Susan and Darcy has become the focus of everyone’s attention. They support each other and advance and retreat together, becoming a beautiful landscape in the gang. Clint also feels the deep affection between them, and he silently blesses them.
One night, the gang held a celebration. Everyone sat together, enjoying wine and food. Susan and Darcy held hands, with happy smiles on their faces. Clint sat aside, watching them quietly.
“Clint, what do you think of Susan?” Darcy suddenly turned to Clint and asked.
Clint was slightly stunned, then replied: “Susan is a very good woman. She is smart, kind, and principled. I admire her very much.”
Darcy nodded after hearing this, with a satisfied smile on his face: “I think so too. She is the most special woman I have ever met and the one I love the most.”
Susan heard their conversation, a shy smile appeared on her face. She leaned gently on Darcy’s shoulder, as if the whole world had stopped.
Darcy was also very happy about Susan’s joining. He never thought that he would fall in love with a woman outside the gang, but Susan’s appearance made him feel unprecedented heartbeat.
Their feelings quickly heated up and they soon fell in love.
In the gang, Susan and Darcy’s relationship becomes the focus of everyone’s attention.
They supported each other and advanced and retreated together, becoming a beautiful landscape in the gang. Clint also felt the deep affection between them and silently blessed them.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the gang. Everyone immediately became alert and stood up to prepare for the emergency. Darcy and Darwin Hughes quickly walked to the door to check the situation, while Susan held Clint’s hand tightly, her eyes full of fear and anxiety.
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“Don’t be afraid, we are here.” Clint’s voice was low and firm, like a warm current slowly flowing into Susan’s heart. He held Susan’s trembling hand tightly, trying to calm her fear with his own strength. His eyes were full of determination and trust, as if to say: “No matter what happens, I will protect you.”
Darcy and Darwin Hughes soon returned to the room, their faces more serious and tense than ever before. Darcy’s eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, and he looked around to make sure everyone was ready for the upcoming challenge. Darwin Hughes was quietly analyzing the current situation, his eyes revealing unfathomable wisdom.
“It’s the enemy gang that’s causing trouble.” Darcy’s voice was low and powerful, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples. He raised his head slightly and looked at the door, as if he had already seen the menacing enemies. “We need to go out and deal with them.”
As Darcy finished speaking, everyone immediately took action. They quickly picked up their weapons and prepared to face this sudden battle. Although Susan was afraid, she also knew that she could not retreat at this moment. She followed Clint closely and asked in a trembling voice: “Can we… can we win?”
Clint turned around and gave Susan an encouraging smile: “Don’t worry, we will win.” His eyes were full of confidence and determination, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.
In the fierce battle, Clint was as agile and nimble as a cheetah. He used every inch of space and every opportunity to bring endless trouble to the enemy.
As soon as the battle began, Clint quickly analyzed the enemy’s weaknesses and attack patterns. He cleverly used the terrain, shuttling between the shadows and obstacles in the warehouse, making it difficult for the enemy to figure out his whereabouts. Whenever the enemy tried to gather strength to attack, Clint would suddenly appear and rush towards the enemy group at lightning speed. His fists and legs were as dense and powerful as raindrops, knocking the enemies to the ground one by one.
But Clint is not satisfied with relying on physical strength alone. He knows that in gang fights, wisdom and strategy are equally important. Therefore, after a short charge, he will quickly hide in the dark and use the gun in his hand to deal a fatal blow to the enemy. He aims at the enemy’s vital parts, and every shot is accurate and accurate, which makes the enemy terrified.
Under his leadership, the gang members gradually found their own rhythm. They learned Clint’s tactics and skills, cooperated with each other, and resisted the enemy’s attack together. They used various obstacles in the warehouse for cover and continuously launched counterattacks against the enemy. For a while, the whole warehouse was filled with fierce gunshots and shouts, as if they were on a battlefield.
However, Clint was not satisfied with this. He remained alert and calm at all times, constantly observing the changes on the battlefield. He noticed that a leader of the enemy was trying to command the battle, so he aimed at the leader and prepared to give him a fatal blow. He took a deep breath and pulled the trigger steadily. With a “bang” sound of the gun, the leader fell to the ground, and the enemy’s formation was immediately in chaos.
Seeing this scene, the morale of the gang members was boosted, and they were more determined to fight side by side with Clint. Under Clint’s leadership, they repelled the enemy’s attacks again and again, and finally won the battle.
Amid the cheers of victory, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the air was filled with a kind of tranquility after the tension. With tears in her eyes, Susan walked through the gradually dispersing crowd and walked straight towards Clint.
“Clint, you’re amazing!”
Her voice was trembling, with obvious excitement and sobs.
“I have never met anyone as brave and smart as you. You are like a true hero.”
Clint turned his head and met Susan’s gaze. He looked at her eyes full of gratitude and admiration, and a warm current surged in his heart. He smiled slightly, shook his head, and said softly.
“I didn’t really do anything special. I just did my part, protecting the gang and our home.”
Darcy and Darwin Hughes also came over with satisfied smiles on their faces. Darcy walked up, patted Clint on the shoulder and said.
“Clint, your performance today was impeccable. Your courage and wisdom shocked us all. You are truly an indispensable member of our gang.”
Darwin Hughes also agreed, “That’s right, Clint. Your presence makes us feel more at ease. Every action you take is full of wisdom and decisiveness. You are an example for us to learn from.”
Clint listened to their praises with a faint smile on his face. He said modestly: “I just did what I should do. Without your support and cooperation, I would not have achieved such results. We should work together for the future of the gang.”
Susan looked at Clint with eyes full of admiration and respect. She knew that this young man not only had extraordinary courage and wisdom, but also had a humble and kind heart. She stood aside silently, her heart full of expectations and longings for the future.
At this moment, the gang members gathered together and celebrated their victory.
They know that with members like Clint, their gang will be more united and stronger. And Clint also understands that his responsibility is even greater, and he must continue to work hard and contribute to the future of the gang.
Since that thrilling battle, Susan has taken even better care of Clint.
Not only did she treat Clint as her own son, she also took good care of his food, clothing, and daily life. Every morning, she would prepare a hearty breakfast for him to ensure that he had enough energy to cope with the day’s training and tasks. At night, she would mend his clothes under the lamp to ensure that he was dressed neatly and comfortably.
Within the gang, Darcy and Darwin Hughes are known for their extensive experience and deep wisdom.
After seeing Clint’s heroic performance in the last battle, they decided to personally guide him, hoping that he could become a well-rounded warrior.
First, they started Clint’s cultural education. Darcy started from the basics, teaching him letters and words, while Darwin Hughes selected some classic stories and articles for him to gradually understand the power of words in reading. Clint felt a little strenuous at first, but his thirst for knowledge made him persevere. Whenever he encountered difficulties, Darcy and Darwin would patiently answer his questions until he fully understood.
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As Clint’s mastery of words gradually deepened, he began to try writing. He recorded his experiences, feelings and thoughts in words, and then asked Darcy and Darwin to review them. They not only corrected his articles, but also gave constructive suggestions to help him continuously improve his writing skills.
Clint gradually discovered that writing allowed him to understand himself more deeply and communicate better with others.
Next came the hunting and horse riding training. Darcy and Darwin took Clint to the depths of the jungle and taught him how to observe the movements of prey, judge the habits of prey, and how to set traps. They personally demonstrated each step and let Clint do it himself. Clint quickly mastered these skills and continued to improve his level through practice.
The same goes for horseback riding training. Darcy and Darwin selected a gentle horse for Clint and taught him how to get on and off the horse and how to keep balance on the horse’s back. They also took Clint to gallop on the grassland to let him feel the speed and passion on horseback. Clint soon fell in love with this sport. He would ride a horse on the grassland every day and enjoy the feeling of freedom.
Finally, it was combat and shooting training. Darcy and Darwin knew that this was the part Clint was most eager to learn, so they began to develop a strict training plan for him. They taught Clint how to hold a gun, aim, and shoot. They also had Clint do breathing and heartbeat control training to ensure that he could stay calm and composed in combat.
In order to train Clint’s actual combat ability, they arranged a series of actual combat drills. In these drills, Clint needs to face various simulated enemies and scenes. He not only needs to use the combat skills he has learned to deal with the enemy’s attacks, but also needs to stay alert and calm at all times. Through these actual combat drills, Clint’s combat skills and shooting ability have been greatly improved.
Under the careful teaching of Darcy and Darwin Hughes, Clint gradually grew into a well-rounded warrior. He not only has a strong body and a brave heart, but also has rich knowledge and superb skills. He expressed his gratitude and said that he would repay this kindness with his own actions.
1885, night in the western part of the Lighthouse Country.
The night was as dark as ink, and the air was filled with an indescribable tension and anticipation.
Darcy, Darwin and Clint, wearing black cloaks and black face cloths, stood in front of Hot Lee Bank, with sharp gleams in their eyes.
Darcy, the brains of the Vanderbij gang, had a calm and calculating look in his eyes. He slightly adjusted the position of his cloak to make sure there were no flaws. His fingers tapped lightly on his cane, as if he was pacing for the upcoming action. He turned to look at Darwin and Clint and said softly:
“Are you ready?”
Darwin, the gang’s combat expert, nodded, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. He tightened the gun in his hand to make sure it was in the best condition. He took a deep breath, suppressed his nervousness, and answered in a steady tone:
“Everything is ready.”
Clint Morgan, as a rising star of the gang, had a look of determination and courage in his eyes. He checked his equipment to make sure nothing was missing. He clenched his fists, feeling the strength coming from his fingertips, as if to cheer himself up.
He raised his head and looked at the solid metal door of Hot Lee Bank, and a strong fighting spirit surged in his heart.
The three of them looked at each other and nodded in tacit agreement. Darcy took the lead and walked towards the bank door.
His steps were steady and powerful, as if every step was on the node of fate. Darwin and Clint followed closely behind him, their figures blending into one in the night, like a black lightning that cut through the silent night sky.
Arriving at the bank entrance, Darcy stopped and looked up at the closed door. He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. He reached out and gently pushed open the bank door. As the door slowly opened, a cold breath blew in, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.
Three people entered one after another, their footsteps light and fast, like ghosts shuttling through the night. They walked along the corridor, their eyes vigilantly scanning every corner around them. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the front, breaking the silence of the night.
Darcy stopped immediately and made a silent gesture with his finger. Darwin and Clint quickly approached him, and the three of them pressed against the wall, holding their breath. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and their heartbeats accelerated. At this moment, a figure appeared in front of them – it was the bank security guard.
The security guard was holding a baton, his eyes revealing vigilance and anxiety. He saw the three people and immediately shouted:
“Stop! Who are you?”
“Look what’s above your head?”
Darcy smiled slightly, stretched out his cane and pointed it gently upwards.
A cold light flashed from the tip of the cane and headed straight for the security guard.
Then, Clint descended from the sky, picked up a stick and smashed it on the security guard’s head. The security guard had no time to react and was knocked to the ground.
The three men quickly passed through the security guard’s body and continued to move towards the bank’s vault.
They climbed up the stairs, and every step seemed to be on the edge of fate.
Finally, they arrived at the door of the vault.
Darcy took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. He reached out and gently pressed the switch of the vault door. With a mechanical roar, the vault door slowly opened. A dazzling light shot out from the door, illuminating the entire space. The three of them walked into the vault, and everything in front of them amazed them.
The vault was filled with gold coins and jewels, which sparkled with an alluring light. Darcy’s eyes flashed with greed and desire, but he quickly regained his composure. He signaled Darwin and Clint to start. The three quickly put the gold coins and jewels into their backpacks, their movements were swift and orderly.
However, at this moment, a rapid alarm suddenly sounded.
They knew that time was running out. Darcy quickly ordered a retreat, and the three of them quickly left the vault. They returned along the same route, carefully avoiding the patrolling security guards along the way.
Finally, they arrived at the door of the bank. Darcy pushed open the door, and the three of them rushed out of the bank quickly. They rode their horses, crossed the street, and disappeared into the night.
The sound of a carriage chasing could be heard in the distance, but the three people had already gone far away, leaving only the faint night color and the sky full of stars.
6. Pay your debts (old version)
The night gradually faded away, the sky was turning pale, and a ray of dawn in the east indicated that a new day was about to begin. Darcy, Darwin and Clint, holding bags full of gold coins in their hands, had a complicated look on their faces. The $5,000 was the proceeds of their carefully planned and successful robbery at the Hot Lee Bank last night, but at this moment, the money seemed to become unusually heavy in their hands.
The three of them rode side by side, the sound of their horses’ hooves creating a crisp rhythm on the streets in the early morning, breaking the tranquility of the town.
The houses on both sides of the street were still asleep, only a few early-rising shops began to get busy, with smoke rising.
They arrived at the orphanage in the town. The wall was mottled, revealing the vicissitudes of time. Darcy dismounted and gently pushed open the door of the orphanage. A burst of childish laughter followed, like the birdsong in the morning, crisp and innocent. The children were playing in the yard. When they saw the three people coming in, they showed curiosity and joy on their faces.
Darcy walked forward with a smile and placed the bag of gold coins on the simple dining table. He said to the children gently:
“Children, this is a New Year’s gift for you.”
As the bag was opened, the gold coins sparkled in the sun, and the children’s eyes lit up. They gathered around and stretched out their hands to touch the gold coins, with expressions of surprise and excitement on their faces.
Darwin and Clint stood aside, watching this scene, their faces also showed satisfied and relieved smiles. Darwin patted Clint’s shoulder gently, as if to tell him.
“See, we did it right.”
Clint nodded, a warmth welling up in his heart that he had never felt before – a feeling of satisfaction and pride that he had never felt before.
After distributing the gold coins, the three of them came to the shantytown in the town. The houses here were dilapidated, the streets were narrow and muddy, and the air was filled with an indescribable smell. The residents wore tattered clothes, and their faces were full of the hardships of life. Seeing the three people coming, they stopped what they were doing and gathered around curiously.
Darcy opened the bag of gold coins again and distributed the gold coins to every resident. They showed gratitude and surprise on their faces and thanked the three people one after another. Some elderly people even shed tears of excitement. They said gratefully.
“Thank you, kind people. This money is very important to us.”
The gratitude and joy of the residents made the three people more determined in their belief. They knew that although the money could not completely change their lives, it could bring them a glimmer of hope and warmth. They hoped that the money could help these poor people get through the difficult times and let them feel the love and warmth of the society.
After distributing the gold coins, the three men rode away from the shantytown. They had tired but satisfied smiles on their faces, as if they had completed a great mission. On the way back to the gang, they were silent, but their hearts were full of emotion and thought.
Since then, the Vanderbij gang has become famous. Their deeds of robbing banks and distributing the money to the poor have spread all over the town, attracting widespread attention and discussion. Many people with marginalized personalities have come to join the Vanderbij gang, hoping to work together for social justice and fairness.
The Vanderbij Gang began to accept new members and gave them strict training and education. They told the new members that the Vanderbij Gang was not just a gang, but also an organization with a sense of justice and responsibility. They encouraged the new members to actively participate in various public welfare activities and use their actions to help those in need.
One day, Clint, along with a few of his gang members, came to a dilapidated family on the edge of town. The family was already heavily in debt and owed a lot of debts to the Vanderbij gang.
There was an unquestionable ruthlessness in Clint’s eyes, and the purpose of his trip was clear – to collect debts.
The family’s courtyard was in a dilapidated state, with weeds growing wildly in the corners, showing that the owner had no energy to take care of it. The door was half open, letting out a chilly atmosphere.
Clint kicked open the rickety wooden door and rushed in with his brothers.
The room was dimly lit with only a flickering oil lamp emitting a faint glow. The man huddled in a corner, his clothes ragged and his face sallow, and it was obvious that he had not eaten a full meal for a long time.
He looked up and saw Clint and his group, with a flash of fear and despair in his eyes.
“Huh, you’re the one who owes us money?”
Clint walked up, grabbed the man by the collar and asked viciously.
The male host replied with a trembling voice:
“Yes… yes, I… I will pay you back as soon as possible.”
“As soon as possible? We’ve waited long enough!”
Clint roared and punched the man in the face. The man screamed and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the younger brothers rushed forward to loot the valuables in the house. The old furniture was overturned, the clothes were thrown everywhere, and the whole house was in a mess.
Clint stood aside, watching coldly. There was no sympathy in his heart, only the desire for money and the pursuit of power. In his view, this world is a world where the strong prey on the weak, and only the strong can survive.
At this moment, Darcy heard the news and rushed over. He walked into the house and saw the scene in front of him. His face suddenly darkened. He walked up to Clint and asked in a low voice:
“What’s going on?”
Clint was slightly stunned, then replied.
“They owe us money, and I’m here to collect the debt.”
Darcy looked at the man lying on the ground groaning in pain, then looked at the mess in the house, frowning. He turned to Clint and spoke sternly.
“We are a gang, not robbers! We can collect debts, but we can’t treat others like this! Look at them, they are already in such a miserable state, how could you still have the heart to do that to them?”
Clint felt a little guilty about what Darcy said, but he still refused to admit his mistake. He pouted and said unconvincedly.
“They owe us money and don’t pay it back, so should we still be polite to them?”
Darcy shook his head, sighed and said, “Although we are a gang, we must have our own principles and bottom line. We can’t be like those bullies who only know how to oppress the weak. We must use our strength to protect those in need, not to hurt them.”
Clint was speechless after hearing Darcy’s words. He lowered his head, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He realized that his behavior was indeed a bit excessive, but he was unwilling to admit his mistakes in front of Darcy.
Darcy saw this and didn’t say anything more. He walked to the man’s side and squatted down to check his injuries. He asked his brothers to find some water and food and let the man eat something first. Then, he took out some money and handed it to the man.
“You can use this money first, and we will find a way to pay the remaining debt later.”
7. Teach well (old version)
The man took the money, with tears in his eyes. He thanked her repeatedly, his voice choking:
“Thank you… Thank you…”
Darcy stood up and said to Clint, “Let’s go.” Then he turned and left the house.
Clint followed Darcy silently, feeling mixed emotions. He realized that his behavior did have a negative impact on the gang, and it also made him admire Darcy.
He knew that Darcy was a man of principles and bottom line, and he was the one who was truly worthy of respect.
On the way back, Clint remained silent. He was thinking whether his behavior was right, and how to change himself. He knew that he could no longer bully the weak like before, and he had to use his strength to help those in need.
After returning to the gang, Clint found Darcy, apologized to him and admitted his mistakes. Darcy looked at him, with a flash of relief and approval in his eyes. He patted Clint on the shoulder and said, “It is a great virtue to admit your mistakes and correct them. I believe you will become better.”
Clint nodded gratefully, knowing that he had found the way forward. From then on, he began to work hard to change himself and was no longer as fierce and domineering as before. He learned to care for others, respect others, and use his own strength to help those in need.
As night fell, the Vanderbij Gang’s headquarters was brightly lit. Several shabby long tables were put together, with a yellowed map on top, and a few pistols and stacks of banknotes scattered around. The core members sat around the table, each with a thoughtful expression on their face.
As the leader of the gang, Darcy was the first to break the silence.
“We have been struggling for survival, but today, we need to make a change.” He paused and looked at each member firmly, “We can no longer point our guns at innocent civilians.”
“Brother Dashi, what do you mean?”
A young member asked doubtfully.
Darwin, the gang’s brains, took over the conversation.
“Our targets should be the greedy capitalists and corrupt governments, who are the root causes of social injustice and people’s suffering.”
“But how do we live?” Another member raised a practical concern.
Darcy took a deep breath and said slowly: “The money we robbed is no longer for our own enjoyment, but to be distributed to the poor people who really need help. They can’t eat, we have the ability to help them, so we should do it.”
“this……”
For a moment, the whole room fell silent.
At this time, an older member stood up, his eyes sparkling: “Darcy, I support you. We have always been misunderstood as villains, but if we can make such a change, then our name will get a new definition.”
“Right!” Another member also stood up, “We can’t live forever in the prejudices of others. We have to prove ourselves with our actions.”
As the discussion deepened, more and more members began to support this decision and expressed their willingness to work hard for this new goal.
In the end, the Vanderbij gang reached a consensus: only rob the capitalists and the government, not point their guns at ordinary people; and distribute the stolen money to the poor masses.
The introduction of this decision has brought about a radical change in the image of the Vanderbij Gang in the hearts of ordinary people. They began to take the initiative to contact the local poor, understand their needs and difficulties, and provide help as much as possible.
One day, Darcy and several members came to a simple orphanage. The children were playing in the yard, and when they saw them coming, they gathered around curiously. Darcy smiled and took out a stack of banknotes from his bag and handed it to the director of the orphanage: “This is for the children. I hope they can live a better life.”
The dean took the money with tears in his eyes: “Thank you, kind people. You are really doing good things.”
Such scenes are common in the Vanderbij gang. They have won the respect and support of more and more people with their actions.
At the same time, the Vanderbij Gang also strengthened its internal management. At a meeting, Darcy solemnly warned all members: “We strictly prohibit bullying the poor. If anyone violates this rule, they will be severely punished.”
“If anyone dares to do such a thing, I will kick him out of the gang myself!” said one member angrily.
Other members also expressed their agreement and support.
They know that only by strictly abiding by this rule can the Vanderbij Gang truly become a responsible organization.
In the dim twilight, Darcy, Darwin and Clint stood side by side. In front of them was a dimly lit brothel. The shabby and enchanting sign swayed in the wind, making a squeaking sound.
Their mission today is to rescue Abigail, a prostitute in a brothel.
Darcy frowned slightly, looking at the half-open door, as if he could see through all the darkness behind the door. His hand gently rubbed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and every rub seemed to accumulate strength for the upcoming action. His mouth was tightly pursed, and he didn’t say anything, but his deep eyes revealed his inner determination and persistence.
Darwin gently stroked the map in his hand, which was the route map of their operation. Every mark condensed their hopes and expectations. There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, as if he was thinking about how to rescue Abigail at the lowest cost.
Clint clenched his fists tightly, making a crackling sound, as if he wanted to concentrate all his strength at this moment. His eyes flashed with sympathy and concern for Abigail. He knew that this action was not only for a commission, but also for an innocent life.
The three of them exchanged glances, and without words, they understood each other’s intentions. They took a deep breath, pushed open the half-open door, and stepped into the darkness of the brothel.
Inside the brothel, under the dim lights, the dancers twisted their bodies seductively, and the men’s laughter and cheers rose one after another.
However, these sounds sounded like harsh noises to the three people’s ears, making them more determined to rescue Abigail.
They moved quietly along the corridor, taking every step carefully, for fear of disturbing those who were reveling.
Their eyes searched the darkness, looking for Abigail.
Finally, in a remote corner, they saw the familiar figure – Abigail.
She sat at a worn-out table, holding a cup of cold tea in her hands, her eyes empty and confused. Her face was no longer filled with the smile of the past, only endless sadness and despair.
8. It Takes Three (Old Version)
Seeing this scene, an indescribable sadness welled up in the hearts of the three people.
They knew they had to rescue Abigail as soon as possible and get her out of this dark place.
However, just as they were about to act, a group of vicious thugs suddenly appeared in front of them, their eyes full of ferocity and greed, the sticks and daggers in their hands flashing coldly in the sun.
Faced with this sudden danger, the three showed no sign of retreat. The thugs came like a tide, waving sticks and daggers in their hands, trying to force them into a desperate situation. However, Darcy, Darwin and Clint were already prepared to deal with it.
Darcy was the first to rush into the enemy camp. The long sword in his hand was like silver lightning, drawing dazzling rays of light in the dim brothel. He was agile and moved freely among the crowd. Every swing of the sword was extremely accurate, aiming directly at the enemy’s vital points. The thugs fell one after another, and their screams and wails came one after another, but Darcy remained unmoved. There was only coldness and determination in his eyes.
Darwin stood aside, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, observing the situation on the battlefield at all times. He had no weapons in his hands, but his wisdom and strategy were his weapons. He quickly determined the enemy’s weaknesses and commanded Darcy and Clint to attack. His voice was low and powerful, and every command was like a hammer hitting the enemy’s heart.
Clint rushed into the enemy camp like a tiger descending from a mountain. He engaged in close combat with the enemy with his extraordinary strength and courage. His fists hit the enemy like a hammer, and every collision shocked and frightened the enemy. His roar echoed in the brothel, making the thugs feel terrified.
With the tacit cooperation of the three, the thugs gradually collapsed. They fell to the ground, groaning in pain, and could no longer pose a threat to the three. At this moment, Darcy finally found Abigail. She was surrounded by a group of thugs, her eyes full of fear and despair.
Darcy rushed forward and swung his sword, knocking down all the thugs around her. He stretched out his arms and held Abigail tightly in his arms. Abigail looked at him, her eyes flashing with gratitude and admiration. She whispered, “Thank you…you saved me.”
Darwin and Clint also rushed forward, looking at Abigail, with relieved smiles on their faces. They knew that they not only completed a commission, but also saved an innocent life.
Abigail struggled to stand up, her eyes flashing with determination. She looked around at the place where she was once imprisoned, and an indescribable anger surged in her heart. She whispered: “Here… I never want to come back again.”
After saying that, she took out a box of matches from her pocket, struck it lightly, and lit a match. She walked to the corner and threw the match on a pile of hay. The flames spread quickly, engulfing the entire brothel in a sea of ​​fire. She looked at the blazing flames, with the flame of revenge flashing in her eyes. She knew that this was her final farewell to this place and a symbol of her regaining freedom.
Darcy, Darwin and Clint stood aside and watched Abigail do all this quietly.
They did not stop her because they knew that this was her inner choice. They prayed for her silently, hoping that she could get rid of the shadow of the past and embrace a new life.
The flames danced in the night sky, lighting up the entire brothel.
It symbolizes the end of darkness and evil, and the beginning of hope and rebirth.
In the light of the brothel’s fire, the streets at night seemed even more chaotic and uneasy.
Due to the previous bank robbery, Darcy, Darwin and Clint had already become wanted criminals by the government. Their names were ruthlessly listed on the bounty order, and they became criminals in the eyes of everyone.
At this moment, a noble man in gorgeous clothes walked out from the darkness with a sneer on his face. He held a silver whistle in his hand and blew it gently. The sharp whistle pierced the night sky.
This is the sound they least want to hear – a signal for the police.
Darwin’s eyes shone, and he quickly looked around, only to see the sound of horse hooves and flashing police lights in the distance. He knew very well that the situation was extremely unfavorable to them at the moment. However, he did not panic at all, but made a decision more calmly.
“Darcy, take Abigail and go first. Clint and I will try to divert the police’s attention.”
Darwin’s voice was low and decisive. He turned to look at Darcy, his eyes flashing with trust and entrustment.
Darcy nodded. He didn’t say much, but held Abigail’s hand tightly. He knew that they had to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible. He pulled Abigail up and ran quickly to a remote alley.
Darwin and Clint stood there, their eyes fixed on the police team in the distance, ready to fight. Darwin took a deep breath, he knew that the upcoming battle would be a fierce battle, but he did not retreat, because he knew that this was their responsibility as men.
“Clint, we need to keep them spread out.”
Darwin whispered, his eyes twinkling with intelligence.
Clint nodded and responded:
“I understand. You are responsible for diverting their attention, and I will deal with them.”
The police team was getting closer and closer, and the sound of horse hooves was as deafening as war drums. Darwin suddenly shouted and rushed towards a horse in the police team, waving an iron rod. The horse was frightened, neighed, and ran around madly, hitting its companions around it, and the entire police team fell into a brief chaos.
“Now!”
Darwin yelled back at Clint, his eyes gleaming with determination.
Clint didn’t hesitate. He rushed into the chaotic police team, the sword in his hand dancing like silver lightning. His sword skills were sharp and swift, and every swing of the sword accurately hit the enemy’s vital points. The police fell one after another, but there were so many of them that more people soon surrounded them.
“Darwin, be careful!”
During the battle, Clint did not forget to remind Darwin to pay attention to his own safety.
Darwin was also fighting the police with all his might. He swung the iron rod, and each blow was so powerful that the police could not get close. He kept an eye on Clint’s fighting situation, and once he saw Clint in danger, he would rush over to rescue him immediately.
During the fight, the two men cooperated well, one attacking and one defending, making it impossible for the police to find any flaws.
However, the police’s numerical advantage gradually became apparent, and they began to launch long-range attacks with spears and bows and arrows. Darwin and Clint had to dodge these attacks while looking for opportunities to fight back.
9. Breakout (old version)
During a fierce confrontation, Darwin managed to knock down a policeman, and he took the opportunity to shout to Clint:
“Clint, we have to find a way to break out!”
So Clint increased his attack again, trying to create more opportunities for Darwin. He wielded the iron rod and moved freely among the police. Every attack caused the police to fall into a brief chaos. Clint also took the opportunity to launch a more fierce attack. His sword skills became more sharp, and the police retreated under his attack.
However, just when they were about to win, a cold arrow suddenly shot from the darkness and went straight to Darwin’s back. Darwin felt the chill from behind, but it was too late to dodge. He could only grit his teeth and endure the blow.
The arrow pierced his body, drawing blood. Darwin felt a sharp pain all over his body, but he did not fall down. He looked back and saw a dark shadow disappearing quickly into the night. He knew that this was the killer sent by the noble man.
However, Darwin did not give up. He took a deep breath and endured the pain to continue fighting. He knew that as long as he had a breath left, he could not give up. He wielded the iron rod and fought the police for the last time.
Under Darwin’s cover, Clint finally found an opportunity. He brandished his sword and rushed towards the leader of the police team. His sword skills were as fierce as a storm, and the leader could not resist at all. With a scream, the leader was knocked to the ground by Clint’s sword.
The police team was in chaos when they saw this. They retreated and dared not move forward. Darwin and Clint took the opportunity to break out of the encirclement and chased in the direction where Darcy and Abigail fled.
“We did it!”
Darwin panted and spoke to Clint. His forehead was covered with sweat and his clothes were soaked with sweat, but his eyes were shining with excitement.
Clint said worriedly as he looked at Darwin and noticed the blood on him.
“Your wound, Darwin. You need to tend to it.”
Darwin looked down at his wound, which was left when he was fighting with the police. He shook his head slightly, with a determined expression on his face:
“I’m fine, Clint. This minor injury won’t matter. The most important thing now is to find Darcy and Abigail and make sure they are safe.”
Clint nodded. He understood Darwin’s decision. In this dangerous world, they must always remain vigilant and not let down their guard because of a minor injury. He stretched out his arm and patted Darwin on the shoulder to show encouragement.
“Okay, let’s go find them.”
Clint said, turning and chasing in the direction Darcy and Abigail fled in. Darwin followed closely behind, and the two quickly disappeared into the night.
They shuttled through the shadows of the city, avoiding patrolling police and possible dangers. With every step, they moved more determinedly towards their goal. Finally, in a remote alley, they found Darcy and Abigail.
Darcy saw them and showed a surprised expression on his face:
“You’re here! We’ve been worried about you.”
Abigail looked at Darwin and Clint gratefully, tears in her eyes:
“Thank you, if it weren’t for you, I…”
She choked and couldn’t continue.
Darwin and Clint smiled and shook their heads, saying you’re welcome.
They know that in this chaotic world, those who can help each other and face difficulties together are true friends.
The four of them supported each other, walked out of the alley, and disappeared into the night.
As the reputation of the Vanderbij Gang spread among the people, they received more and more commissions. At first, most of these commissions were just small matters such as finding lost items and escorting goods, but as time went on, people began to hand over more difficult cases that even the government was helpless to solve to the Vanderbij Gang.
Bill, a soldier who was once expelled for violating military discipline, is now a capable member of the Vanderbij Gang. He is tall and has a stern face, but he has a fire in his heart.
Whenever there is a new task, he is always the first to step forward and say in his deep and firm voice:
“Leave it to me, I’ll take care of it.”
His eyes were full of desire for justice, as if he wanted to make up for his past mistakes with his actions.
Lenny, the teenager who accidentally killed someone in revenge for his father, became much calmer after joining the Vanderbij gang.
He is no longer the impulsive and irritable teenager, but a young man who knows how to solve problems with wisdom.
He often sat alone in a corner, pondering the past and the future. His deep eyes revealed his awe for life and his anticipation for the future.
Simon, a former sailor and whaler who once traveled around the world, has experiences as full of vicissitudes and stories as his appearance.
He often tells his adventures to the young gang members by the campfire, and those thrilling stories always make people fascinated. His joining not only brings rich experience and skills to the Vanderbij Gang, but also adds a different charm.
John, an orphan who was hanged at the age of 12, was the youngest member of the Vanderbij gang.
Although he is young, his eyes reveal a tenacity and courage that does not match his age. He strives to learn various skills, hoping to help Vanderbi as soon as possible.
Whenever he saw his brothers in the Vanderbij gang fighting for justice, he would feel a strong desire in his heart to become one of them.
The night was as dark as ink, and the lights were bright in the Vanderbij Gang’s headquarters. Darcy sat at a wooden table, in front of him was an unfolded map with complex terrain and dense routes marked on it. His eyes were deep, as if he could penetrate the darkness and see directly to the distant place where the rich girl who was kidnapped by the bully was.
“Brothers,” Darcy’s voice was low and powerful, breaking the silence in the room, “We have received an important commission – to rescue a rich girl who was kidnapped by a bully. This is a dangerous and difficult task, but I believe that as long as we unite as one, there will be no difficulties that cannot be overcome.”
“Darcy, we’ll do whatever you say!” Darwin, the deputy Darcy of the Vanderbij gang, was the first to speak out. He was a burly man with a resolute face, and was one of Darcy’s most trusted partners.
“Where is the bully’s lair?” Darcy asked everyone.
Bill stood up. He had been a member of the army and had a keen insight into terrain and strategy. “Darcy, I have already found out.” He pointed to a location on the map and said, “The bully’s lair is located deep in this forest. The surrounding terrain is difficult to attack and easy to defend.”
“How many people are guarding it?” Darcy continued to ask.
10. Commissioned tasks (old version)
“There are at least twenty thugs, all of them are desperate criminals with extraordinary skills,” Bill replied.
“It seems we need a careful plan.” Darcy said after thinking for a moment, “Clint, you are responsible for selecting ten agile and experienced brothers to accompany me. Darwin, you stay at the headquarters and be responsible for the response and support.”
“Yes!” they answered in unison.
“Lenny, you are young and strong, but you lack practical experience.” Darcy looked at Lenny, the boy who accidentally killed someone in revenge for his father and is now a member of the Vanderbij Gang. “You will be responsible for the perimeter of this operation. If there is any abnormal situation, report to us immediately.”
“Chief, please rest assured that I will not let you down.” Lenny said firmly.
“Simon, you used to be a sailor and a whaler, so you have extensive experience in naval warfare.” Darcy turned to Simon and said, “We may need to use water routes for this operation. You will be responsible for preparing the ship and crew.”
“No problem, I’ll do it right away.” Simon nodded and turned to leave.
“John, you are still young. You should stay at the headquarters this time.” Darcy looked at John, the orphan who joined the Vanderbij Gang at the age of twelve. “But you must remember that bravery is not only manifested in fighting. Sometimes perseverance is also a kind of bravery.”
“I understand, Chief.” Although John felt a little disappointed, he still nodded.
“Okay, now let’s discuss the action plan in detail.” Darcy pointed to the map and said, “We must first sneak into the forest from this path and avoid the bully’s sentinels. Then, we must quietly approach their lair and find the place where the rich girl is imprisoned.”
“Chief, how do we find the rich girl?” Bill asked.
“I have already contacted the client, and they will provide us with detailed intelligence.” Darcy replied, “We just need to act according to the intelligence.”
“What if we are discovered?” Clint asked a key question.
“If we are discovered, we will have no choice but to fight hard.” Darcy took a deep breath and said, “But we must try our best to avoid this situation. We must take advantage of the terrain and tactics and try to catch the enemy by surprise and attack them when they are unprepared.”
“Chief, I have a suggestion.” Darwin suddenly interrupted, “Before we take action, we can send people to spread rumors that the rich girl has been rescued. In this way, the bullies may let down their guard, and it will be easier for us to act.”
“That’s a good idea!” Darcy nodded in appreciation. “Darwin, I’ll leave this task to you.”
“Yes!” Darwin took the order and left.
In the following time, the members of the Vanderbij gang began to get busy. According to Darcy’s arrangement, they each prepared the items and equipment needed for the operation. Darcy was thinking about every detail of the operation, striving to make it foolproof.
As night fell, the Vanderbi gang quietly set out. They followed the path into the depths of the forest, carefully avoiding the bully’s sentinels. After a difficult trek, they finally arrived near the bully’s lair.
The night was as dark as thick ink, and the Vanderbi gang, led by Darcy, quietly approached the bully’s lair. Everyone controlled their breathing very low, as if afraid to break the silence of the night.
The surrounding trees seemed to serve as their cover, leading them step by step towards the dangerous place.
Darcy, the leader of the Vanderbij gang, had a sharp eye like an eagle. He scanned the surroundings, looking for every possible threat. He knew that this mission was of great importance, not only concerning the safety of the rich girl, but also the reputation and dignity of the Vanderbij gang.
They took advantage of the terrain and tactics, and moved silently through the forest like a group of cheetahs. The patrols and sentries of the bullies seemed to be nothing in front of them, and they were cleverly avoided again and again. Darcy and his brothers were like ghosts moving in the dark, approaching their target silently.
Finally, they arrived at the place where the rich girl was imprisoned. It was a dilapidated wooden house, surrounded by thorns and barbed wire. Darcy motioned for everyone to stop, and he gently pushed open the door of the wooden house, and a cold breath came to their faces. They saw the rich girl tied to a shabby chair, her eyes full of fear and despair.
Darcy’s heart tightened, but he knew that now was not the time to hesitate. He quickly untied the rope of the rich girl and comforted her softly: “Don’t be afraid, we are here to save you.” The rich girl seemed to be infected by his voice, and the fear in her eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of trust and hope.
However, at this moment, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and the bully’s men rushed in. They were holding sticks and knives, and they rushed towards Darcy and his brothers with ferocious faces. Darcy knew that a fierce battle was about to begin.
He quickly drew the dagger at his waist and started a fierce battle with the bully’s men. His sword skills were precise and swift, and every swing of the sword could accurately hit the enemy’s vital points. His brothers were not to be outdone, and they showed their magical powers. Some fought the enemy with fists and feet, while others used the terrain and surrounding objects to deal with the enemy.
The battle in the cabin was extremely fierce, and every collision made a deafening sound. However, the members of the Vanderbi Gang were not afraid at all. They knew that only by uniting as one could they defeat the enemy in front of them. With their firm belief and excellent fighting skills, they gradually pushed the enemy into a corner.
However, at this moment, a bully leader rushed towards Clint with a long knife in his hand, with a cruel light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to kill Clint.
Darcy saw this and went forward without hesitation. The two figures crossed each other quickly in the wooden house, and every collision made a deafening sound.
After a fierce battle, Darcy finally caught the enemy’s weakness and stabbed him in the chest with a sword. The bully leader screamed and fell to the ground, and Darcy took the opportunity to rush out of the cabin with the rich girl.
The sky outside was already turning pale, and a new day was about to begin. Darcy and his brothers quickly evacuated the scene with the rich girl and disappeared into the dense forest. They knew that only by leaving this dangerous place as soon as possible could they ensure safety.
After a long journey, they finally arrived at a safe place. Darcy handed the rich girl to the client and told them to be careful. The client shook Darcy’s hand with tears of gratitude: “Thank you! You are our lifesavers!”
Darcy smiled and shook his head and said, “No need to thank us, this is what we should do.”
11, Mission Success (Old Version)
He turned and spoke to his brothers.
“let’s go!”
The members of the Vanderbij gang packed up their equipment and items and prepared to leave. They knew that this mission was dangerous, but it made them more united. They supported each other and walked out of the forest and disappeared on the distant horizon.
Back at the Vanderbij Gang’s headquarters, the firelight danced in the night, lighting the way home for the returning heroes. The members had been waiting for a long time, their faces full of anticipation and curiosity, as if they wanted to hear the most exciting adventure stories from Darcy.
As soon as Darcy stepped into the hall, he was surrounded by a warm atmosphere. He waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, then cleared his throat and prepared to start telling the story of the operation.
“Brothers, I’m back.”
Darcy’s voice echoed through the hall.
“We succeeded in this mission.”
As soon as these words came out, thunderous applause and cheers broke out in the hall. Members applauded one after another, their faces filled with joy and pride.
“Captain Darcy, please tell us about this operation!”
Lenny shouted impatiently.
Darcy nodded and began to narrate with a smile: “In this mission, we faced a group of vicious bullies. They kidnapped a rich girl and attempted to extort a huge ransom. After we received the commission, we set off without any hesitation.”
“We encountered many difficulties during the operation.” Darcy continued to recall, “The bully’s lair was located deep in the forest, with complex terrain and tight defense. However, with the power of unity, we successfully avoided their patrols and sentries and found the place where the rich girl was imprisoned.”
“The battle was very fierce.” Darcy took a deep breath, “but each of us showed extraordinary courage and wisdom. We took advantage of the terrain and tactics and fought a desperate battle with the enemy. In the end, with everyone’s joint efforts, we successfully rescued the rich girl and sent her back safely to the client.”
The hall once again erupted in applause and cheers. The members were proud of Darcy and their heroic actions.
“This action has made us realize more deeply the importance of unity,” Darcy said with emotion. “Only by uniting as one can we overcome all difficulties; only by supporting each other can we go further.”
“Yes, everyone!”
Susan stood up and said loudly, “We, the Vanderbi Gang, are a big family. We must work hard and fight together!”
“Yes! We must work hard together and fight together!” Uniform shouts rang out in the hall, and everyone’s face was filled with firm belief and determination.
Darcy looked at the brothers in front of him, his heart filled with gratitude and pride. He knew that it was these brave, loyal and united brothers that enabled him to lead the Vanderbij gang to a more glorious future.
“Okay, everyone go back and rest.” Darcy waved his hand, “We still have a lot of things to do tomorrow.”
The members dispersed one after another, but their hearts were full of expectations and longings for the future. They knew that under Darcy’s leadership, the Vanderbij Gang would become stronger and stronger and become one of the most formidable gangs in the world.
As the night deepened, peace returned to the Vanderbij Gang’s headquarters.
But in this tranquility, there is endless power and hope.
In the days to come, the Vanderbij Gang will continue to write their own legendary story.
In those passing years, Clint has been like a pillar of support, bringing unprecedented changes to the Vanderbij gang. His growth is not only reflected in his muscle strength and fighting skills, but also in his inner tenacity and wisdom.
Clint gradually emerged with the baptism of time. His eyes were less frivolous and impulsive, and more calm and composed. Whenever faced with difficulties, he was always the first to stand up, using his keen observation and decisive decision-making to lead the gang out of difficulties.
Once, there was a fierce conflict between the Vanderbij Gang and the Otis Gang.
Both sides sent out their elite forces, and the battlefield was filled with smoke and the flashing of swords.
In this life-and-death battle, Clint showed his extraordinary talent. Unlike the others who just charged into battle, he stood on a high place and observed the situation on the battlefield. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, not missing any details.
“Attack from the left!”
Clint suddenly shouted loudly, his voice revealing unquestionable authority. Following his order, the members of the Vanderbij gang quickly changed their tactics and launched a fierce attack from the left. The enemy was caught off guard and their formation was in chaos. In the end, the Vanderbij gang won this crucial victory with this clever tactic.
After the war, Clint did not get complacent with his victory. He knew that this victory was only temporary and the real challenge was still ahead. He gathered the core members of the gang, sat around the fire, and discussed future plans.
“We can’t always rely on violence to solve problems.”
Clint’s voice was deep and powerful.
“We need to find a smarter way to safeguard our interests.”
The members nodded, and Darcy and Darwin also expressed their agreement.
They knew that although Clint’s words were simple, they revealed the future development direction of the gang.
In the days that followed, Darcy and Clint set out to change the gang’s business model.
At the headquarters of the Vanderbij Gang, Darcy often stood on a high platform, overlooking his loyal followers below.
His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see into everyone’s innermost thoughts. Whenever he spoke, his deep and powerful voice always stirred up thousands of waves in everyone’s hearts.
“What are we? We are the people forgotten by the government and marginalized by society!”
Darcy’s voice echoed in the empty hall, and his hands clenched into fists, as if he wanted to crush all the injustice in his palms.
“But we are not weaklings, we are the warriors of the Vanderbij Gang, we have unyielding souls and firm beliefs!”
There was a fiery light flashing in his eyes, as if it was going to set the entire hall on fire.
Every word he spoke was full of power, and it was impossible not to be moved. Under his influence, everyone straightened their chests, with determination and courage written all over their faces.
However, Darcy also knew that it would not be easy to realize that utopian anarchist world.
He knew very well that the government was powerful, with a large army and advanced weapons.
But Darcy never backed down. He always believed that as long as they united as one and moved forward courageously, nothing could stop them.
12. Changing Times (Old Version)
After the exchange of fire, the smoke of gunpowder had not yet completely dissipated. Darcy stood in the ruins, his eyes flashing with a fiery light. Although his face was covered with dust and sweat, his eyes were as bright as stars, full of longing and expectation for the future.
He took a deep breath, smelling the smoke in the air, which was the smell of victory and challenge. He turned around and looked at the soldiers who fought alongside him. Their faces were full of fatigue, but their eyes were shining with the same light.
Darcy’s voice was a little hoarse, but full of power.
“We have proved that as long as we unite as one, nothing can stop us from moving forward!”
His words were like a fire, igniting the enthusiasm in the hearts of the soldiers. They cheered one after another, and their voices echoed in the empty battlefield. Darcy looked at them with a smile, his eyes full of relief and pride.
However, Darcy knew that this was just the beginning. He walked to a simple table, picked up the hand-drawn map, and showed it to everyone again. He ran his finger across the map, pointing to the areas controlled by the government, and his voice was full of determination and resoluteness.
“Here and here are our goals.”
He said,
“Our utopian world is not just a dream, but a future that we need to strive for with practical actions!”
Everyone was deeply attracted by Darcy’s words, and their eyes shone with brighter light. They seemed to see a more magnificent blueprint unfolding before them, and an era that belonged to them was slowly approaching.
Darcy’s expression gradually became serious. He knew that the road ahead would be full of hardships and dangers. But he never backed down, because he believed that as long as they united as one and moved forward courageously, they would be able to overcome all difficulties.
In the following days, Darcy became even busier. Not only did he have to lead the Vanderbij gang in daily training and preparation, but he also had to keep an eye on the outside world and the government’s response. He often stayed up all night, thinking about how to better advance their plans.
However, Darcy never felt tired or bored. His heart was full of desire for freedom and yearning for the future. He knew that only through unremitting efforts and struggles could they realize the utopian world that belonged to them.
In a late night meeting, Darcy once again presented his vision of an anarchist world to everyone. His words were full of passion and power, and it was impossible not to be infected by him. He explained their plans and goals in detail and encouraged everyone to be firm in their beliefs and move forward courageously.
Everyone was deeply moved by Darcy’s words, and their eyes sparkled with unprecedented light. They knew that this would be a road full of thorns, but they also believed that as long as they followed Darcy’s steps, they would be able to reach the end.
Darcy’s demeanor revealed a calmness and confidence. He knew that they had taken the first step towards realizing their dream. Although the road ahead was long and difficult, as long as they maintained their faith and courage, they would surely be able to usher in the dawn of victory.
In 1900, in the dust of the western wilderness, the once domineering gunfire gradually fell silent, replaced by the roar of capital and the iron fist of the law. The Vanderbij gang, an organization once known for its bravery and lawlessness, is now facing an unprecedented survival crisis.
Across the vast western landscape, railways and telegraph lines spread like a spider web, connecting the bustling cities with the tranquility of the countryside.
In this torrent of change, the Vanderbij gang is like a dilapidated ship, tottering in the turbulent waves.
The gang’s lair, once a strong fortress, now looked dilapidated due to the erosion of time. The walls were full of cracks and the tiles on the roof were crumbling.
The gang members are no longer the brave and fearless fighters they once were. Their eyes are filled with confusion and anxiety.
Darcy, the leader of the Vanderbij gang, was sitting at a worn wooden table, playing with the pistol that had been with him for many years.
His face was full of fatigue and contemplation, as if he was thinking about the future of the gang.
“Our time has passed.”
Darwin’s voice was low and heavy, as if he was talking to himself, or to everyone else.
“Capital and law have replaced guns and violence, and we can no longer behave the same way as before.”
The gang members listened silently, their faces filled with reluctance and helplessness.
They know that Darwin’s theory is true, but they cannot accept this cruel reality.
“We can’t just give up like this.”
Lenny suddenly stood up, his eyes gleaming with stubbornness.
“We were once the most powerful organization in this land. We cannot be left behind by the times!”
Darcy looked at him, with a complex emotion in his eyes. He understood the young man’s feelings, but he also knew that reality was cruel.
“We can’t give up.”
Clint’s voice became firm.
“But we can no longer act as we did in the past. We need to find new ways to survive and adapt to this new era.”
He stood up, walked to the window and looked into the distance, which was the end of the railway and the direction of their future.
“We need change.”
Darcy’s voice echoed in the empty room.
“You mean, to rely on the government and capital?”
A voice echoed in the shabby conference room, full of doubt and anger.
The speaker was a senior member of the gang, his eyes flickering with dissatisfaction and disappointment.
Darcy turned around and faced the questioner, his eyes were deep and complicated. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner fluctuations, and then slowly said: “I never said I would surrender to the government and capital.”
“But that’s what you mean!” The questioner raised his voice, and he was obviously a little excited. “Our original intention was to build an anarchic world, to get rid of constraints and oppression, and to pursue freedom and justice. But now you say you want to change and adapt to the new environment. Isn’t this just bowing to the government and capital?”
Darcy frowned, he understood the concerns and dissatisfaction of this senior member. But he also understood that reality was cruel, times were changing, and they needed to change with it.
“I never forgot our original purpose.”
Darcy’s voice was calm and firm.
“But we must also admit that times have changed. The ideals of anarchism are difficult to achieve today. We need to find a more realistic and feasible way to pursue our goals.”
He paused and continued, “I’m not saying that we should give up our beliefs, but that we should find a different way to achieve them. We can use existing resources and systems to fight for our rights and interests. We can fight for freedom and justice within the framework of laws and systems.”
13, New Life (Old Version)
The doubter was silent for a moment, with a hint of doubt and confusion in his eyes. But he also saw the determination and persistence in Darcy’s eyes, and he knew that Darcy was not someone who gave up easily.
“So what should we do?”
the doubter finally asked.
Darcy smiled slightly, knowing that he had successfully convinced this senior member. He reached out his hand, patted the other party’s shoulder, and said:
“We need to learn new skills and adapt to new environments. We need to find people who are willing to work with us to achieve our goals. We can start from the grassroots and gradually expand our influence. As long as we unite and move forward courageously, we will be able to achieve our dreams.”
In the spring of 1899, an unprecedented heavy snow swept across the Ambari area. It was as if the anger of God turned into endless white snow, extinguishing the vitality of this land.
In the heavy snow, the Vanderbi gang was forced to embark on a journey of escape.
The road to the snowy mountains is long and dangerous, sparsely populated, and the environment is harsh. Darcy’s face is pale, and his brows reveal a trace of fatigue and anxiety. His eyes are almost squinted in the wind and snow, but he still observes everything around him sharply. His hands hold the reins tightly, and although his fingers are already red from the cold, he dare not relax at all.
Everyone followed Darcy, their faces full of fear and anxiety. The footprints on the snow were quickly covered by the newly fallen snow, as if they had never existed. The cold wind whistled through their clothes, bringing a biting cold. Although their steps were firm, their hearts were full of hesitation.
They drove the carriage and struggled forward along the frozen edge of the Kota River. Every step seemed to be on a knife’s edge, and any carelessness would result in falling into the abyss.
The carriage team moved forward slowly, and the wheels left deep marks in the thick snow.
Darcy looked solemn. His eyes were no longer sharp as before, only deep worry and uneasiness remained. His brows were furrowed, as if an insurmountable mountain was pressing down on his heart. He kept looking around, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the flying snow.
The people in the team have different expressions, as if they each carry a different destinies.
Andrew’s face was like a blank sheet of paper, his eyes were empty, as if he had seen the end of his life. He bit his lips tightly, as if he was trying to suppress his inner fear, but his trembling hands betrayed his true feelings.
Mary was completely different, her eyes were full of fear, and she kept looking around, as if she was afraid that some unknown horror would jump out of the darkness. Her breathing was rapid, and every breath was accompanied by a slight tremor, as if her body was gradually losing temperature in this cold air.
In the corner of the team, Bill sat silently, his eyes closed, hands clasped together, as if praying for something. His face was full of vicissitudes, but in this endless snowfield, his eyes revealed a glimmer of hope, as if in this despair, he still believed that some kind of power could bring them life.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the cold snowflakes hit their faces like knives. Everyone felt an unprecedented cold. Low groans began to be heard in the team, and some people began to tremble, their bodies shaking in the cold wind.
Darcy stood at the front of the team, his eyes fixed on the front, as if to penetrate the snow. Although his face was full of fatigue, his eyes were unusually bright, full of determination and courage. He took a deep breath and then shouted loudly.
“Don’t stop! Keep going! We have to get out of here as soon as possible!”
However, his shouting did not bring much effect. Some people in the team had lost the momentum to move forward, and they collapsed on the snow, gasping for breath.
Darcy’s heart tightened when he saw this. He knew that this was not a solution. He took a deep breath, then resolutely jumped off the carriage and walked to the collapsed people.
He shook their bodies hard and shouted loudly, “Get up! We can’t give up here! We still have hope! As long as we persist, we will find a way out!” His voice echoed in the cold wind, full of determination and conviction.
With his encouragement, some people began to slowly get up. Although they were exhausted, the spark of hope rekindled in their eyes. They supported each other and walked forward step by step.
However, the good times didn’t last long. Soon after, another member of the team collapsed due to exhaustion. Their faces were as pale as paper, and their breathing was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
Darcy’s heart ached, but he knew he couldn’t stop. He took a deep breath, then lifted up a fallen person and continued to move forward.
“If only… I hadn’t gone.”
Clint lost himself in memories after hearing what the team members said.
A few weeks ago, in Heishui Town, the night was as dark as ink and the river breeze was biting.
Darcy stood by the river, looking at the ferry slowly approaching in the distance, his eyes flashing with complex light.
Next to him was Maca, a new member of the gang, a young man with a cold face. His eyes were also fixed on the ferry, but there was only coldness and cruelty in his eyes.
Macka had only joined the gang a few months ago, and his arrival did not bring much novelty to this group which was already full of violence and blood.
On the contrary, his cruelty and radicalism made many old members feel uneasy. He had no bottom line in his style of doing things, and was ruthless to his enemies, and even to his companions. Despite this, Chief Darcy favored him, which made other members even more puzzled and dissatisfied.
“McKa, what do you think of this operation?”
Darcy asked, turning her head to look at Maika.
Maika smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.
“Of course, Chief. I can’t wait.”
There was excitement and anticipation in his voice, as if this robbery was just a game to him.
Darcy frowned. He didn’t like Macka’s frivolous attitude. But he also knew that although Macka was cruel, he was indeed an excellent warrior. He nodded and said:
“Okay, then follow the plan.”
As the ferry approached the shore, Darcy and Macca led the gang members to quickly take action. They appeared on the ferry like ghosts, holding knives and guns, frightening the passengers and crew. Macca rushed to the front, waving his machete, madly hacking at anyone who dared to resist. There was a cruel light in his eyes, as if every cut of the knife could bring him endless joy.
However, the robbery did not go as smoothly as they had imagined. Although the crew on the ferry were terrified, some brave people stood up and fought fiercely with the gang members.
Although Macka was brave, he also met a strong opponent – a burly crew member who was holding an iron rod and had a life-and-death battle with Macka.
14. Good Brothers and Gangs (Old Version)
Macka and the crewman fought back and forth, and the fight was hard to be resolved. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, as if he had found a true opponent in this battle.
He kept swinging his machete, trying to find the opponent’s weakness. However, the opponent was extremely tenacious and was able to cleverly avoid his attacks every time.
At this time, Darcy saw the predicament of Macka. He took a deep breath, rushed over quickly, snatched the machete from Macka’s hand, and slashed at the crew member fiercely. The knife was so powerful that it knocked the other person to the ground. Seeing this, Macka showed a look of astonishment on his face. He didn’t expect Darcy to help him at this time.
The fight was over quickly, and just as the gang members were contentedly preparing to rob all the property on the ferry, a shrill sirens suddenly sounded in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, a group of police officers armed with shotguns rushed towards the ferry like a tide. They quickly formed a siege and surrounded the gang members on the ferry.
The gang members looked shocked when they saw this.
They didn’t expect the police to arrive so quickly, and they didn’t expect the other side to have such powerful firepower. Facing the threat of shotguns, the knives and guns in their hands seemed so powerless.
Chief Darcy quickly calmed down. He looked around, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that only a quick evacuation could avoid greater losses. He took a deep breath and shouted:
“Retreat! Retreat quickly!”
However, the police did not give them any chance to escape. Shotgun fire continued to spurt, and bullets rained down on the gang members.
For a moment, there was a chaotic sound of gunfire and screams on the ferry.
Macka was stunned by the scene. He had never seen such a fierce gunfight, and he had never thought that he would be hunted by the police one day. He felt a sense of fear and helplessness, but more anger and unwillingness. He gritted his teeth and waved the machete in his hand, trying to break through the police encirclement.
However, his efforts were soon in vain. A shotgun bullet hit his shoulder hard, knocking him to the ground. He almost fainted from the pain, but his strong desire to survive made him struggle to get up. He covered his bleeding wound and staggered back.
When Chief Darcy saw Maca’s predicament, his heart tightened, but he could not care too much at this moment. He had to lead the remaining members to evacuate as soon as possible. He took a deep breath, waved the pistol in his hand, and shouted loudly:
“Follow me! Follow me now!”
Led by leader Darcy, the gang members began to evacuate in an organized manner. They used the terrain and cover to avoid police fire as much as possible. However, the police did not give them a chance to breathe. They chased them closely and continued to shoot with shotguns and pistols.
During the retreat, Macka kept following Chief Darcy. He was filled with gratitude and admiration. He knew that if it weren’t for Chief Darcy’s calm command and brave leadership, they would have been wiped out long ago. He secretly vowed to stay alive for Chief Darcy and the entire gang.
After a fierce battle and retreat, the gang members finally got rid of the police. They fled to an abandoned warehouse and leaned against the wall to rest, panting. At this time, each of their faces was full of fatigue and fear.
Chief Darcy walked up to Macka, looked at his injured shoulder, and asked with concern:
“How are you? Are you seriously injured?”
Maika shook his head and said:
“It’s okay, I can still hold on.”
He gritted his teeth and tried to look strong, but he couldn’t hide the pain on his face.
Darcy stood in a corner of the dim warehouse, looking at Maika in front of him, with a complex emotion in his heart.
He recalled the moment he first met Macka, as if time had gone back to the bar in Kronshaw Hill.
That night, the lights in the bar flickered and the noise was deafening.
Darcy sat alone in a corner, playing with a wine glass in his hand, his eyes revealing a bit of arrogance and unruliness. His gang was facing some internal and external troubles, which made him feel more stressed.
At this moment, a commotion broke the tranquility of the bar. A group of drunks rushed towards Darcy with unclear intentions. Darcy frowned slightly and was about to stand up to deal with it, but saw a figure quickly flash in front of him. It was Macka.
Maika was tall, with a strong face and a determined look in his eyes. He faced the drunkards fearlessly, using his powerful fists and sharp kicks to beat them back one by one. The whole process was clean and neat, like an experienced warrior.
Darcy looked at Macka’s heroic figure and was amazed in his heart. He had never seen such a brave and decisive person before. It was like a breath of fresh air blowing into his tired heart.
After the battle, Maika turned to look at Darcy with a gentle smile on his face.
He stretched out his hand and whispered:
“Are you okay?”
Darcy was stunned for a moment, then he held Maca’s hand and said gratefully:
“Thank you, brother.”
At that moment, Darcy decided to invite Maca to join his gang.
He knew that Macka’s bravery and determination were exactly what the gang needed. Macka also expressed great interest in Darcy’s invitation, and the two hit it off.
Since then, Macka has become a member of the gang. With his excellent fighting skills and extraordinary wisdom, he quickly stands out in the gang.
Now, looking at the injured Macka, Darcy felt a warm current in his heart. He knew that Macka was injured for the gang. He walked over and gently patted Macka on the shoulder and said:
“You’ve worked hard, brother.”
Macka looked up at Darcy with eyes full of determination and gratitude. He smiled and said:
“Chief, this is what I should do.”
Darcy nodded, and his admiration for Macca deepened. He knew that Macca was a true warrior and a trustworthy brother. He decided to take better care of Macca and train him in the future so that he could become the best in the gang.
Darcy brought Macka back to the gang, and gang members gathered from all corners, looking curiously at the new member. The air was filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere.
Macka stood beside Darcy. He was tall and muscular, giving people a calm and powerful feeling. His eyes revealed a calm confidence, as if he could remain calm no matter what the situation.
The gang members gathered around, some looked at Macka curiously, while others whispered and speculated about his background and strength. Some younger members even wanted to approach and talk to him, but were stopped by Darcy’s eyes.
15. Macka’s Approval (Old Version)
Darcy looked around, his eyes carrying a hint of majesty, which gradually quieted the noisy scene. He cleared his throat and said in a loud voice:
“Everyone, today I want to introduce a new member to you – Macka. He is a brother I met by accident. He has excellent fighting skills and extraordinary wisdom. I believe his joining will bring more strength and hope to our gang.”
After hearing Darcy’s introduction, the gang members began to re-examine Macca, and they found that Macca was not only strong in appearance, but also had a determined and courageous look in his eyes that made them admire him.
Some people began to approach Macka to say hello and ask about his experience and expertise.
Darcy stood in the center of the gang’s stronghold, and the atmosphere around him was solemn and tense. He knew the importance of the Blackwater Town robbery plan to the gang, but he also knew that it would be a huge adventure. He took a deep breath, and his eyes swept over everyone present, and finally fixed his sight on Darwin and Clint.
Darwin, the second in command of the gang, was a burly man with a stern face. He frowned at Darcy, his brows so tightly knitted that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of them. He shook his head and said in a deep voice:
“Darcy, this plan is too risky. Although our gang is quite powerful, Blackwater Town is heavily guarded and it will be difficult for us to escape unscathed. I think we should proceed step by step and not take risks just for the sake of greed.”
Darcy nodded slightly. He understood Darwin’s concerns. But he also knew that this opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If successful, it would bring rich rewards to the gang. He was about to open his mouth to refute, but he saw Clint also stood up.
“Darcy, I understand your ambitions and aspirations. But as a businessman, I value the balance between risk and benefit. The risk of this operation is too great. If it fails, our gang will face a catastrophe. I think we should abandon this plan and look for other opportunities.”
Darcy’s heart sank to the bottom. He didn’t expect his plan to be so strongly opposed. But he didn’t give up. He knew he had to convince them. He took a deep breath, and his eyes became sharp and firm:
“I know what you are worried about. But this opportunity is really rare. The wealth of Blackwater Town is beyond our imagination. As long as we can succeed, our gang will become the overlord of this area. Moreover, I have made a careful plan. We have enough strength and wisdom to deal with various emergencies.”
Darwin and Clint looked at each other, and there was hesitation and uneasiness in their eyes. Darcy knew that he had to give them more confidence. He walked to the map, pointed at the route and layout on it, and explained his plan in detail. His voice was loud and powerful, and every word was full of confidence and determination.
Macka had been standing quietly by the side, his eyes never leaving Darcy. He knew Darcy’s character and ambitions, and he also understood the importance of this operation to the gang. Although he was also worried about the risks, he trusted Darcy’s judgment and decision-making more. He stood up, walked to Darcy, and said in a firm voice:
“I support Darcy’s decision. I know this operation is very risky, but I also know that we have the ability to deal with it. I believe in Darcy’s plan and I believe in the strength of our gang.”
Macka’s words stunned Darwin and Clint. They obviously didn’t expect that Macka, who has always been low-key, would support Darcy’s decision so firmly. Macka’s eyes were firm and deep, as if he had an unshakable belief, which caught Darwin and Clint off guard.
Darwin frowned, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to deepen. He stared at Macka with wide eyes, trying to find any sign of hesitation in his eyes, but found nothing. He turned to look at Clint, and the two exchanged a complicated look, obviously feeling the pressure and challenge brought by this decision.
Clint coughed lightly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, but his voice revealed hesitation and uneasiness that were difficult to conceal:
“McKa, are you sure you want to do this? This is no joke. If you fail, the consequences will be disastrous.”
Macka didn’t back down. He looked Clint straight in the eyes and said firmly:
“I’m sure. I trust Darcy’s judgment and the strength of our gang. Although this operation is high-risk, as long as we are well prepared, we will succeed.”
In the end, Darwin and Clint decided to respect Darcy and Maca’s decision, but they also said they would not participate in the operation.
Darcy understood this, knowing that everyone had their own considerations and concerns, so he and Maca decided to lead a group of gang members who were willing to take risks to carry out the plan.
In the following days, Darcy and Macka made careful preparations. They carefully studied the layout and guard situation of Blackwater Town and formulated a detailed action plan. They organized simulation drills again and again to ensure that each member was familiar with their tasks and roles. They also prepared sufficient weapons and equipment to ensure the smooth progress of the operation.
Finally, on a dark and windy night, Darcy and Maca, along with their carefully selected gang members, sneaked into Blackwater Town like a shadow.
They originally thought that they could successfully complete the mission with a careful plan and the tacit cooperation of the members. However, the development of the situation far exceeded their expectations.
As soon as they entered the town, an ominous premonition came over them. The atmosphere in the town was extremely tense, as if something big was about to happen. Darcy and Macka looked at each other and saw the same worry in each other’s eyes. They knew something was wrong, but at this time they had no other choice but to bite the bullet and continue forward.
Just as they were preparing to act, suddenly, a shrill siren sounded through the night sky.
Then, the combined forces of Pinkerton detectives and police officers overwhelmed them like an unstoppable torrent. Lights flashed, gunfire intertwined, and a chaotic battlefield was formed. Darcy and Macka’s hearts sank suddenly, and they knew that this operation had fallen into an unprecedented predicament.
Facing this sudden attack, Darcy and Maca reacted almost at the same time. A glimmer of determination flashed in their eyes, and then they shouted loudly for the members to disperse and break out. Amid the sounds of gunfire and explosions, their voices sounded unusually firm and powerful.
However, the enemy’s firepower was too fierce. Bullets poured down like raindrops, and every shot seemed to tear the entire night sky apart. Darcy held two guns and shuttled through the hail of bullets, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness. He kept firing at the enemy, and every shot was accurate and powerful, but the enemy’s number was too large, and it seemed that his bullets would never run out.
16. Breakout (old version)
Maca used his skills to flexibly dodge the enemy’s attacks amid gunfire.
Sometimes he rolled on the ground, sometimes he jumped up to attack, and every move was full of strength and speed. However, he also knew that his strength was limited and he could not change the whole situation. His heart was full of helplessness and anxiety, but he still persisted and continued to provide support to Darcy and the members.
Darcy kept calling out the names of his members during the battle, encouraging them to hold on. His voice was full of strength and faith, as if it could penetrate the smoke of the battlefield and reach the hearts of every member. However, as time went on, the members around them fell one after another, and each sacrifice was like a heavy hammer hitting Darcy’s heart.
However, Darcy did not give up. He knew the importance of this operation and how much loss the gang would suffer if he failed. He gritted his teeth and fired at the enemy with all his might. His eyes flashed with determination, as if he wanted to pour out all his anger and unwillingness.
Just when they were about to fall into a desperate situation and were completely suppressed by the enemy’s firepower, a nimble figure suddenly rushed into the battlefield like a tiger descending from a mountain. The man was holding two guns and was agile. It was Clint. Darwin and some gang members followed closely behind him. Their arrival instantly injected new vitality into the battlefield.
Clint fired and shouted:
“Darcy! Maika! We’re coming!”
Every shot he made was extremely accurate, buying Darcy and Maika precious breathing time.
Darcy heard Clint’s call, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked up at Clint, and their eyes met in the air, as if conveying some kind of silent message. Macka also saw this scene, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face. He knew that they finally ushered in a turning point.
Darwin stood aside, calmly observing the battlefield situation. He kept waving his baton, pointing out the direction and target of the attack for the members. His voice was firm and powerful, full of desire and confidence for victory.
Under his command, the members’ attacks became more orderly and effective, and they gradually broke through the enemy’s encirclement.
In the fierce battle, Darcy and Maca constantly exchanged glances and signals with Clint and Darwin. Their eyes were full of trust and tacit understanding, as if they had merged into one. They knew that only by uniting as one could they defeat the enemy in front of them.
“Follow me, let’s rush out!”
Darcy shouted loudly, his voice full of strength and determination. He rushed to the enemy’s defense line first, followed by Macka and other members. Clint and Darwin followed closely behind, and their firepower support made Darcy and others more powerful.
After a hard fight, they finally broke through the enemy’s encirclement and came deep into the town.
“Where’s the money?”
Before the four people who had successfully escaped could breathe a sigh of relief, Darcy asked impatiently. There was a hint of anxiety and tension in his voice, and his eyes flashed with the desire for victory and the fear of failure.
When Maca heard this question, his face suddenly became a little embarrassed. He scratched his head, avoided Darcy’s gaze, and answered with a trembling voice:
“They… there are too many of them. I can’t bring them out.”
After hearing this, Darcy frowned, and a trace of disappointment and anger flashed in his eyes. He glared at Maca and said with a reproachful tone:
“How could you be so careless? That’s the goal of our operation!”
Maca lowered his head, not daring to look Darcy in the eye. He knew that he was indeed careless this time and did not complete the task assigned by Darcy. However, he also knew that the most important thing now was to find a way to make up for this mistake. He took a deep breath, raised his head, and tried to answer in a firm tone:
“I’m sorry, Darcy. But I promise, I’ll find a way to get the money back.”
Darcy looked at Macka’s determined eyes, and the anger in his heart subsided a little. He knew that blaming Macka now would not help, and what was more important was to unite as one and face the challenges ahead together. He nodded, and his tone softened a little:
“Okay, I believe you. But we can’t make the same mistake again.”
Clint and Darwin stood aside, silently observing the conversation between the two. They knew that although the operation was successful, it also exposed some problems. They all knew that they needed to be more cautious and united in order to deal with more complicated situations.
At this moment, there was a noise in the distance. The four men immediately became alert and took out their pistols, ready to deal with possible dangers. They huddled together to form a tight defensive circle.
As the noise got closer, they saw a group of people in black uniforms walking towards them. Those people had weapons in their hands and fierce expressions on their faces. Darcy immediately recognized them as a combined force of Pinkerton detectives and police.
“It seems they have no intention of letting us go.”
Darcy whispered, with a flash of determination in his eyes. He knew that it would be a fierce battle. He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and prepared to meet the upcoming challenge.
“We have to find a way to break out.”
Maika whispered, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew that the most important thing now was to unite as one and face this challenge together.
Clint nodded in agreement. He quickly took in his surroundings and whispered:
“I have a plan. We can use the terrain to our advantage, distract them, and then break out.”
After hearing this, Darcy and Maca both thought the plan was feasible. They quickly discussed the details and then began to act. They used the surrounding buildings and obstacles to distract the enemy. Then, under the cover of Clint and Darwin, Darcy and Maca took the opportunity to break out.
In the process of breaking out, they encountered fierce attacks from the enemy, but with their firm belief and tacit cooperation, they successfully got rid of the enemy’s pursuit.
Finally, they successfully escaped from Blackwater Town and returned to their own territory. However, the joy of victory did not last long, and the shadow of failure quietly shrouded every corner of the Vanderbi gang.
After returning to the territory, Darcy summoned all the members with a serious expression.
They gathered in the spacious space of the gang hall, each of them with a serious and uneasy look on their face. The atmosphere in the hall was tense, and the air was filled with an indescribable heaviness.
17, Darcy’s Persistence (Old Version)
Darcy stood in front of everyone, his voice low and firm:
“Brothers, we have just experienced a hard battle. We successfully escaped from Blackwater Town, but we also paid a heavy price.”
He paused, glanced at everyone, and continued:
“The failure of this operation has caused us to lose a lot of precious resources and opportunities. I know this has dealt a big blow to everyone.”
Hearing this, the crowd began to stir. Some people were talking in low voices, with expressions of dissatisfaction and complaints on their faces. Maika stood aside, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that he had an unshirkable responsibility for the failure of this operation. He took a deep breath and prepared to face the upcoming blame.
Sure enough, a burly gang member stood up, pointed at Macka and asked loudly:
“McKa, what on earth did you do? Why couldn’t you bring the money back? Do you know how important this operation is to us?”
Maika’s face froze, but he still suppressed his uneasiness and replied:
“I know. I’m sorry. But the situation was too urgent. The enemy outnumbered us by far. I really had no choice…”
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another member:
“There’s no way? We risked our lives to go there, and you say there’s no way? You’re shirking responsibility!”
Macka’s face became even uglier. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but he didn’t know what to say. At this time, Darcy stood up and waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.
“Brothers, I understand your dissatisfaction and anger.”
Darcy’s voice was deep and powerful.
“But we need to unite as one and face the next challenge together. Although Macca made a mistake, he did it out of helplessness. We can’t deny his contribution just because of one failure. Although we couldn’t take the money out, Macca and I have already hidden it in Blackwater Town, waiting for the police to relax their vigilance against us. We will definitely be able to get it out.”
The Vanderbij Gang is shrouded in a haze, and the aftermath of the robbery is still rippling.
The streets were stained with blood, and the air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder and fear.
John sat slumped in the corner of the dilapidated wooden house, his face pale, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He tightly covered the wound on his chest, blood seeping through his fingers, staining his palm red. His eyes were full of fear and helplessness, as if he couldn’t believe that he would suffer such a fate.
Sean was pinned to the ground by the police, with handcuffs tightly binding his hands. He struggled and tried to break free, but to no avail. His face was full of anger and unwillingness, and he cursed the police loudly, with deep despair in his voice.
Jenny’s body lay quietly on the roadside, her eyes closed, her face still showing fear and anxiety. A bright red flower of blood bloomed on her chest, staining her clothes red. Her life ended abruptly, leaving behind only endless sadness and regret.
While escaping, Kalande was chased by the police. He ran desperately, trying to escape from this terrible place. However, the police bullet still hit his back, and he fell heavily to the ground, unable to move. His eyes were full of fear and regret, as if he was telling fate about his helplessness and sorrow.
David was lying in the gang’s secret base, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were tightly closed, his abdomen was wrapped in thick bandages, but it still couldn’t cover up the blood flowing out.
His breathing was weak and rapid, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain. His heart was filled with resentment and anger, and he hated himself for not being able to escape this fate.
The other members of the gang sat around David, their faces filled with grief and anger.
They stared at David silently, as if bidding him farewell. Their hearts were filled with fear and anxiety about the future, wondering whether the gang could continue to exist.
John’s eyes gradually became blurred, and his breathing became weaker and weaker. He felt that his life was slipping away bit by bit, and his heart was filled with fear and anxiety. He wanted to shout and ask for help, but no sound came out of his throat. He could only watch his life slowly fade away, powerless.
Sean was put into the police car. He looked back at Blackwater Town, his eyes full of resentment and anger. He knew that he had completely failed, and this town was no longer his territory. He felt his heart bleeding, but he could not recover what he had lost.
Jenny’s family came to her body in tears, they stroked her face and called her name. Their hearts were filled with grief and anger, they hated themselves for not being able to protect their daughter. They decided to seek justice for Jenny and let the murderers pay the price they deserved.
Kalande’s body was brought back to the gang, and his comrades held a simple funeral for him. They stood in front of Kalande’s grave, silently gazing at his portrait, their hearts filled with grief and anger. They vowed to avenge Kalande and make the murderers pay the price they deserved.
David’s injuries became more and more serious, and his consciousness began to blur. He felt his body getting colder and colder, as if he was in an ice cellar. His heart was filled with resentment and anger, and he hated himself for not being able to hold on to the end. He knew that he didn’t have much time left, but he still firmly believed in the future of the gang.
Finally, David left this world in pain. His comrades observed a moment of silence for him, and then continued to fight for the future of the gang.
They knew that only by persevering could they get justice for David and their other dead brothers.
On the way to escape, Darcy and Clint walked side by side, their steps were heavy and hurried, their hearts filled with uncertainty and panic about the future.
The night was as dark as ink, with only the faint moonlight occasionally shining through the clouds, adding a bit of weirdness to this deserted road.
Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps broke the silence of the night. The two quickly became alert, their bodies tensed, and their eyes searched in the darkness.
Soon, a petite figure came into their sight. It was a young girl named Katie. Her eyes flashed with fear and anxiety, and she was obviously frightened by this sudden escape.
Katie’s appearance surprises both Darcy and Clint.
They thought they were the only two people on the road, but they didn’t expect to run into an innocent bystander. Darcy’s eyes suddenly became complicated, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
18. The Wounded Brother (Old Version)
“Don’t come over here!”
Darcy warned in a low voice, his voice full of nervousness and uneasiness. He subconsciously reached for the gun at his waist, his finger hovering over the trigger.
Katie was so frightened that she stopped walking. She said in a trembling voice: “I’m just passing by. I won’t disturb you.”
However, at this moment, Katie’s eyes accidentally met Darcy’s. There was a flash of surprise and fear in her eyes, and she obviously recognized Darcy’s face. At this moment, Darcy’s face became extremely ugly, and there was a flash of fierce light in his eyes.
Clint noticed Darcy’s change. He quickly grabbed Darcy’s arm and whispered, “Darcy, don’t be impulsive! She is just an innocent girl.”
However, Darcy seemed not to have heard Clint’s words, his eyes were full of determination and coldness. He suddenly pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Katie.
“Darcy, don’t!” Clint exclaimed, trying to stop Darcy’s impulsive behavior.
But it was too late. Darcy pulled the trigger, and a gunshot broke the silence of the night. Katie fell down in the gunshot, her eyes full of fear and confusion.
This scene shocked Clint, he couldn’t believe his eyes. In his impression, Darcy has always been a calm and rational gunman, who can remain calm and composed even in life and death. However, now he killed an innocent girl in order to conceal his identity.
Darcy’s face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and self-blame. He put the gun back to his waist with trembling hands, and then slowly walked towards Katie’s body. He squatted down and gently stroked her hair, with a trace of sadness and guilt in his eyes.
“I… I don’t know why this is happening…” Darcy’s voice trembled and he couldn’t explain his behavior.
Clint looked at Darcy in silence, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He couldn’t believe that his friend would do such a thing, but he also understood that Darcy must be in more pain and struggle than anyone else at this moment.
“Darcy, you’ve changed.” Clint’s voice was low and heavy, “You are no longer the same person you used to be.”
Darcy’s body stiffened, he looked up at Clint, his eyes full of pain and struggle. He knew that what Clint said was true, he had indeed changed. On the road of escape, he had experienced too many life and death tests and moral choices, and his heart had become twisted and cold.
“I… I don’t know what to do…” Darcy’s voice choked, “I don’t want to become like this…”
Clint took a deep breath, walked over to Darcy, and patted him on the shoulder. “We all need time to face our past and choices,” he said, “but we must not forget our original intentions and conscience.”
In the depths of the Vanderbij gang, John is a special existence. His past is full of tragedy. He was sent to the gallows at the age of 12. However, when he was most desperate, fate gave him a redeemer-Darcy. Darcy not only rescued him from the execution ground, but also loved him like his own brother. This deep friendship made John have the reputation of “Golden Boy” in the gang.
John’s appearance is not outstanding, but his deep eyes seem to be able to see into people’s hearts. There is always a touch of melancholy in his eyes, which is the trace left by the suffering he experienced in the past. However, whenever he looks at Darcy or Clint, his eyes will become bright again, as if all the haze has been dispelled.
Darcy’s love for John is beyond words. He not only takes the best care of John in material terms, but also gives him endless care and encouragement in spirit. Whenever John encounters difficulties or setbacks, Darcy is always the first to stand by him and provide him with support and help. In Darcy’s eyes, John is not only a younger brother, but also a child who needs care and protection.
Clint also takes good care of John. He is 10 years older than John, but he never treats John as a child. On the contrary, he respects John’s opinions and choices and encourages him to pursue his dreams. In Clint’s mind, John is a young man with potential and talent, and he believes that John’s future will be even better.
John recalled the day when the gang encountered a sudden attack.
In the chaos, John was accidentally injured. His face was pale, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on not falling down. Darcy saw this, and his heart tightened. He quickly rushed to John and protected him behind him.
Darcy asked concernedly, his eyes full of worry and nervousness.
John shook his head and forced a smile:
“I’m fine, just a little sore.”
Darcy breathed a sigh of relief and patted John on the shoulder gently:
“Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
This simple sentence seemed to give John infinite strength. He raised his head and looked at Darcy’s determined face, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that no matter what difficulties he encountered, Darcy would stand by him and face them together with him.
Clint also noticed John’s injury. He quickly took out a bottle of powder from his pocket and handed it to Darcy:
“This is healing medicine, apply it on him quickly.”
Darcy took the powder and carefully applied it to John’s wound. His movements were gentle and skillful, as if he was treating a precious work of art. John felt the warmth of Darcy’s palm, and his heart was filled with gratitude and admiration.
In the following days, John’s injuries gradually improved. He lay in the simple ward, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, his heart full of expectations and longings for the future. He knew that as long as Darcy and Clint were by his side, he would have the courage to face all challenges and difficulties.
Darcy and Clint also often come to visit John.
They brought all kinds of delicious food and books to entertain John.
They stayed with John, chatted and talked with him, making John feel the warmth and love of home.
In John’s heart, Darcy has always played a fatherly role. His wisdom and teachings are like a beacon, guiding John to find the direction in the dark world. And Clint, as his brother, always gives him advice when he is confused and lends a hand when he needs it. Their relationship has long surpassed the simple boundaries of master and apprentice or brothers and has become an indispensable existence in John’s life.
However, when Darcy killed an innocent passerby Katie, John’s world seemed to collapse. He could not believe his eyes, and could not accept this cruel fact.
In his memory, Darcy was a wise and compassionate man who taught him to respect life and not to kill innocent people, especially women and children. However, Darcy broke his own teachings, which made John shaken and questioned.
19. There is no other way (old version)
John stood in the dark, his eyes fixed on Darcy’s back. His eyes were filled with mixed emotions, both disappointment and confusion. He clearly remembered what Darcy had said:
“John, remember, our power is not to harm innocent people, but to protect those who need us.”
But now, Darcy used this power to hurt an innocent girl.
Darcy seemed to feel John’s gaze, and he slowly turned around and looked at John. Their eyes met in the air, as if they had thousands of words to say. However, Darcy just looked at John silently without saying a word. His eyes were full of guilt and self-blame, but more of a kind of helplessness and pain.
“Why?”
John finally couldn’t help but ask,
“Why are you doing this? You’ve always taught me not to kill innocent people, but now you’re…”
Darcy lowered his head and sighed deeply. He did not answer John’s question immediately, but fell into deep thought. After a long while, he slowly spoke:
“John, I know I did something wrong. But the situation was so urgent, I had no choice…”
“No way?”
John interrupted him.
“Can we just kill innocent people if we have no other choice? Isn’t that what you taught me before?”
Darcy raised his head and looked into John’s eyes. There was a complex light in his eyes, with both nostalgia for the past and confusion about the future.
“John, you know what? I always thought I could control everything, but I found out I was wrong. This world is full of unknowns and dangers. Sometimes we have to make some difficult choices.”
John listened to Darcy’s words, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He felt angry and sad, because he found that Darcy was no longer the Darcy he used to be. He became strange and distant, as if he was a completely different person.
“Darcy…” John’s voice trembled, “You have changed.”
Darcy did not speak, but silently endured John’s accusations. His heart was filled with guilt and pain, because he knew that he had let John down. He knew that the values ​​he had taught John to respect life and not to kill innocent people had collapsed.
Clint quietly observed the conversation between the two. His heart was also filled with mixed emotions. He understood John’s anger and disappointment, because he himself once admired and trusted Darcy. But now, he also began to doubt whether Darcy’s decision was correct.
“Perhaps we should all reflect on this.” Clint suddenly said, “This world is not as simple as we think. Sometimes we have to make some difficult choices to protect ourselves and the people we love.”
John and Darcy both looked at Clint. They knew that Clint’s words were simple but full of meaning. They began to reflect on whether their behavior and values ​​were truly correct and reasonable.
In the days that followed, John began to distance himself from Darcy.
He no longer trusted and relied on him as he did before. He began to re-examine whether his values ​​and code of conduct were truly in line with the standards of justice and morality.
Darcy also fell into deep self-blame and pain. He knew that he had lost John’s trust and respect, which was an unspeakable pain for him.
The aftermath of the Blackwater Town robbery is still lingering, and the entire town seems to be shrouded in a layer of haze.
In order to catch the members of the Vanderbij gang, the government blocked all areas around Blackwater. Pinkerton detectives and police officers patrolled the entire Great Plains day and night as if they were facing a great enemy. In this vast land, every movement could become a clue to the pursuit.
The faces of the Vanderbi gang members were filled with fatigue and anxiety. They had been on the run for weeks, sleeping in the open air, traveling day and night, just to avoid the pursuers who were chasing them. At this moment, they gathered in a hidden cave, sitting around a weak fire, and everyone’s face was reflected by the flickering firelight, looking extremely solemn.
Darcy, the leader of the gang, sat in the center. His originally deep eyes became more complicated at this moment, with memories of the past and worries about the future. His fingers tapped unconsciously on his knees, making a slight sound, as if telling of his inner anxiety.
“We can’t go on like this.”
Darcy finally broke the silence, his voice low and powerful,
“The government has blocked all the exits, and Pinkerton detectives and police are searching for us everywhere. We must find a safe hiding place, otherwise they will find us sooner or later.”
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
However, it is not easy to find a safe hiding place in this vast plain.
Clint, the gang’s brain trust, was also lost in thought at this moment. He frowned, his eyes swept across everyone’s faces, as if he was looking for something. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.
“I have an idea.”
Clint said,
“We can use the blizzard as cover to shake off the pursuers behind us.”
Hearing this, everyone looked at Clint, waiting for his next words. Clint took a deep breath and continued:
“A snowstorm is coming. This is our chance. We can use this snowstorm to create an illusion and make the pursuers think that we are escaping in another direction. Then we can take the opportunity to sneak back to the vicinity of Blackwater Town and find a hidden place.”
After hearing Clint’s plan, everyone agreed with it. They knew that this was the only way at the moment. So, they began to get busy and prepare to implement this plan.
The blizzard arrived as expected, and heavy snow fell from the sky, covering the entire Great Plains with white snow. The members of the Vanderbij gang quietly left the cave under the cover of night. According to Clint’s plan, they created an illusion, making the pursuers mistakenly believe that they fled to the south. Then they took the opportunity to sneak back to the vicinity of Blackwater Town and found a hidden abandoned warehouse as a hiding place.
In the warehouse, they lit a fire to dispel the cold. However, they did not relax. They knew that this was only temporary safety and they could be discovered by pursuers at any time. Therefore, they had to stay alert and be prepared to deal with emergencies at any time.
Darcy sat by the fire, his eyes deep and solemn. He was thinking about what path to take in the future. He knew that this robbery had attracted great attention from the government, and they had to be more cautious in order to survive. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to make up for the losses and negative impacts brought to the gang by this robbery.
20, Preparation for the Future (Old Version)
Clint was quietly organizing his equipment and weapons in the corner.
He knew that in the days ahead, they might face even more difficult challenges and dangers.
Therefore, he had to ensure that everyone had enough equipment and weapons to deal with emergencies.
The others were busy with their own things, some were checking equipment and weapons, some were repairing clothes and shoes, and some were preparing food and water.
They are all preparing for the days ahead.
Amid the raging blizzard, Darcy and Clint set out side by side to find John and Maca.
Both of them had deep worries on their faces, and their brows showed their concern for their companions’ safety. Their breath condensed into white mist in the cold wind, as if marking a unique mark for this difficult journey.
The snow fell on their faces like a knife, but they seemed not to feel the cold, just concentrating on searching every corner around them. Darcy’s eyes were sharp and deep, he scanned the surroundings, trying to find any possible clues on the snow. His steps were steady and powerful, each step was solid and deep, as if to imprint his determination and courage on this land.
Clint was more cautious, his eyes wandering around, stopping from time to time to observe carefully. His fingers gently slid over the weapon, as if to confirm its reliability.
His face was full of vigilance and tension, but his eyes were shining with determination. He knew that this mission was full of dangers, but they could not retreat because they had to find their companions.
Suddenly, Clint stopped and pointed to a figure in front of him and said:
“Look, isn’t that Maika?”
Darcy looked in the direction he pointed and saw a familiar figure swaying in the snow. They immediately quickened their pace and rushed towards the figure.
When the two came to Macka, they found that he was shivering with cold and could hardly stand. His face was pale and his lips were cracked, and he had obviously suffered from the severe cold. Darcy and Clint immediately took off their coats, put them on Macka, and helped him back to a safe place.
Next to the warm fire, Macka gradually regained consciousness. He told Darcy and Clint what happened:
“When I went out for reconnaissance, I was accidentally discovered by Oscar’s gang. They chased me all the way, and I ran away desperately, but I was eventually caught by them. Fortunately, they thought I was just an ordinary passerby and didn’t make it too difficult for me. But John… I don’t know where he is now.”
Hearing this, Darcy and Clint’s hearts sank to the bottom.
They knew that the Oscar Gang was a vicious force in this land, they were ruthless and did all kinds of evil. If John fell into their hands, he would be in great danger.
However, they did not give up hope of finding John. Darcy clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with anger and determination:
“We can’t give up on John! We have to find him, no matter what the cost!”
Clint also nodded, his eyes also full of determination and resoluteness:
“Yes! We can’t let John face danger alone. We have to save him together!”
Just then, they heard gunshots in the distance.
The two looked at each other and immediately understood what had happened.
They quickly picked up their weapons and rushed towards the direction where the gunshots came from.
In the snow and wind, they came to a small farm.
The farm houses had been burned into ruins, with corpses and weapons scattered around.
Obviously, a fierce battle had just taken place here.
Darcy and Clint carefully searched every corner, trying to find any trace of John.
However, they only found some members of the Oscar Gang and their weapons.
John never showed up.
The two stood in the ruins, their eyes wandering around.
Their hearts were filled with anxiety and uneasiness.
They knew that Oscar’s gang would never give up, and they had to find John as soon as possible and take him away from this dangerous place.
Just then, they heard a faint cry for help.
The two immediately rushed in the direction where the sound came from, which was a basement.
On a cold snowy night, the Vanderbi gang broke into the ruins of the farm engulfed in flames. The flames devoured everything crazily, and the originally peaceful fields turned into a hellish scene. Under the light of the fire, their figures appeared unusually resolute, but everyone’s heart was filled with heaviness.
In a hidden corner of the basement, they found Sadie. She was curled up there, trembling, with empty eyes, as if she had lost all her soul. Her face was pale and haggard, with tears still hanging from the corners of her mouth. Her clothes had been scorched by the flames, her hair was messy, and she looked miserable.
When Vanderbij and others approached, a trace of fear flashed in Sadie’s eyes. She struggled to stand up, but her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Darcy saw this and immediately stepped forward to support her. His eyes were full of sympathy and pity, and he whispered to comfort her: “Don’t be afraid, we are here to save you.”
Sadie looked up at Darcy, her eyes full of doubt and uneasiness. She didn’t know whether to believe these strangers or continue to immerse herself in her own sorrow. However, when she saw Darcy’s companions behind her with the same concerned eyes, she couldn’t help but feel a warm current in her heart.
She nodded and let Darcy lead her out of the basement. The wind and snow outside became more violent, but Sadie did not feel cold. Her heart was full of gratitude and warmth, because she knew that these strangers would be her last support in this world.
After returning to the gang’s base, Sadie was placed in a warm room. Her face still had no expression, but her eyes were less confused and fearful. She began to tell her story, her voice trembling and weak.
“My husband… he was a kind man, and we were married for less than three years.” Sadie’s voice was filled with sadness, “But Oscar’s gang… they brutally killed him in order to seize our farm. I… I saw his body with my own eyes…”
At this point, Sadie burst into tears again. She held Darcy’s arm tightly, as if she wanted to pour out all her pain. Darcy did not speak, but just listened silently, with tears flashing in his eyes.
In the following days, the Vanderbij gang members took good care of Sadie. They prepared food and clothes for her, and arranged for someone to take care of her daily life.
With everyone’s care, Sadie gradually came out of the shadows and began to face life again.
21. Sadie’s Thoughts (Old Version)
However, every night when it falls, Sadie still falls into deep thoughts.
She would sit by the window, staring at the dark night sky outside in a daze. Her heart was filled with longing for her husband and confusion about the future. She didn’t know where to go, nor how to face this cruel world.
But in this strange gang, she found a sense of belonging. She began to try to integrate into this group and share the joys and sorrows with the members. She found that these seemingly rude men actually had soft hearts and firm beliefs. They united for survival and continued to fight for justice.
As time went by, Sadie’s character also changed subtly. She became stronger and braver, no longer as weak and helpless as before. She began to learn to protect herself and to think about others. She proved her worth with her actions and won the respect and love of everyone.
Eventually, Sadie became an indispensable member of the Vanderbij gang, fighting, living, and sharing joys and sorrows with her members.
She found a new home and new hope, and also rediscovered her own happiness and peace.
And on that snowy night, what was engulfed in flames was not only Sadie’s farm and past, but also the fear and confusion deep in her heart.
With the care and help of Vanderbij gang members, she stood up again and bravely faced all the challenges and difficulties in the future.
She became a true warrior and also a goddess of revenge who was determined to avenge her husband.
One day, before the morning mist had completely dissipated, Darcy received an urgent message. His intelligence network sent a solid clue: a secret base of Oscar’s gang was in the mountains near them. This news was like a flash of lightning, instantly breaking Darcy’s inner peace.
Darcy sat at the wooden table, his hands clenched into fists and his brows furrowed. He knew very well that this base was not only the hiding place of the Oscar Gang, but also the place where the feud between him and the leader Colm Oscar ended.
Since her husband was killed by Oscar’s gang, Sadie’s grief and despair have pierced Darcy’s heart like a knife, and he vows to avenge her.
He stood up, his eyes firm and cold, as if to freeze the air around him. He turned and walked towards Clint and Darwin who were wiping their guns, and said in a deep voice:
“We have a mission.”
Clint and Darwin stopped what they were doing and looked at Darcy. They knew that whenever Darcy spoke in such a tone, something important must have happened.
“One of the Oscar gang’s bases is nearby,”
“We need to go and settle the feud between me and Colm Oscar.”
Clint and Darwin looked at each other, with a glimmer of excitement in their eyes. They had long been dissatisfied with the Oscar Gang, and now that they had the opportunity to go to their base in person, they naturally felt obliged to do so.
“No problem, we’ll go with you!”
Clint was the first to speak, his voice full of determination and courage.
Darwin also nodded in agreement. He knew the danger of this mission, but he also knew that this was a fight for justice and revenge, and they could not retreat.
When Darcy told Sadie the news, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes. She stood up and looked at Darcy firmly:
“I want to go, too.”
Darcy was slightly startled. He knew very well the pain in Sadie’s heart and her desire for revenge, but he was also worried about her safety. He hesitated for a moment, but still nodded:
“Okay, but you have to be careful.”
Sadie nodded gratefully, she knew Darcy was worried about her, but she was ready. She changed into a light combat outfit, picked up a sharp dagger, and her eyes flashed with determination.
Darcy gathered Clint, Darwin and others and told them that Sadie would go with them. Although Clint and Darwin were a little surprised, they understood Sadie’s determination and expressed their support.
Darcy recalled his previous collaboration with Colm.
In the gang’s meeting room, the atmosphere was solemn and tense. Darcy Vanderbi sat in the main seat with a frown on his face.
His eyes swept across everyone’s faces, finally settling on Colm Oscar.
Their eyes met, and it seemed as if invisible sparks were flickering in the air. Colm had been Darcy’s partner, and they had fought side by side for the gang.
However, as time went on, the ideological differences between the two gradually emerged.
Colm pursues pure violence and wealth. He is keen on killing and robbing, believing that only in this way can he demonstrate the value of a gangster.
Darcy, on the other hand, has a more ambitious ideal. He wants to build a barbaric utopia.
A pure and harmonious world free of greed and corruption.
“Our gang can’t continue like this.”
Darcy’s voice was deep and powerful, breaking the silence in the meeting room.
“We need to change and find a new direction.”
Colm sneered, he stood up and walked in front of Darcy, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule.
“Change? New direction? Who do you think you are? A delusional psychopath?”
Darcy’s face froze, but he quickly regained his composure.
He stared at Colm, his eyes showing mixed emotions.
“I’m not crazy. I’m just pursuing a better future. And you will only plunge us into endless darkness.”
There was a flash of anger in Colm’s eyes, and he punched Darcy hard.
However, Darcy was prepared. He nimbly dodged Colm’s attack and grabbed Colm’s wrist with his backhand.
The powers of the two men collided in the air, and everyone around them held their breath, nervously watching this sudden conflict.
“stop!”
“We have better options.”
Darcy’s voice was trembling, but he still stood his ground.
“We can choose to take a different path, a brighter path.”
Colm sneered, turned and walked towards the door, his voice full of sarcasm:
“The bright road? That will only lead us to destruction! You’d better wake up and stop dreaming!”
As Colm left, the atmosphere in the meeting room became heavier.
Darcy stood there, his eyes empty and confused.
He knew that his separation from Colm was inevitable, but he still couldn’t accept this cruel reality.
22, Darcy’s Change (Old Version)
Inside the Oscar gang’s stronghold, the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Darcy and Sadie stood side by side in the middle of the hall, their eyes scanning the surroundings sharply, looking for any possible clues.
Darwin squatted in the corner, carefully examining the footprints and dust on the ground, trying to decipher the whereabouts of Oscar’s gang.
Clint stood by the door, watching outside warily to make sure there were no uninvited guests.
The air was filled with a stale and damp smell, mixed with a hint of unknown fear.
Everyone’s heartbeats echoed in this empty space, as if they were the only melody.
Suddenly, Maika’s voice broke the silence.
“I found something!”
There was a hint of excitement in Maca’s voice as he walked out of the small room, holding a stack of yellowed documents in his hands.
Darcy immediately walked forward, took the information from Maca’s hand, and began to read it page by page.
His brows were furrowed and his eyes were focused and deep.
Sadie also came over, her eyes revealing a hint of curiosity and nervousness.
“These are plans for robbing a Volvo train.”
Darcy’s voice was deep and powerful. He raised his head and looked at everyone.
“It seems that Oscar’s gang has made some big moves recently.”
Clint walked over, a cold look in his eyes.
“These guys are really bold.”
He snorted coldly.
“But this also gives us an opportunity.”
Darcy stood up and dusted off his hands.
“We need to come up with a plan as soon as possible.”
His voice was steady and powerful.
“We can’t let them succeed.”
Darcy gathered everyone around a shabby table and began to discuss countermeasures.
Darcy spread the information out on the table and analyzed it item by item.
Under the dim street lights, Darwin’s face looked particularly gloomy.
He frowned, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, staring at Darcy who looked impatient in front of him. His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic “tap-tap” sound, as if to emphasize his inner anxiety and uneasiness.
“Darcy, do you know what you are doing?”
Darwin’s voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.
Darcy curled his lips in disdain, leaning back in his chair with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking nonchalant. His eyes flashed with greed and cunning, and there was a provocative smile on the corner of his mouth.
“Of course I know that our gang is short of money right now. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”
There was a hint of disdain and defiance in Darcy’s voice.
Darwin’s face became even gloomier. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
He knew that reasoning with a stubborn person like Darcy would not work, but he couldn’t help but want to try again.
“Darcy, have you considered the consequences? Volvo’s freight station, James’ mining and coal companies, these are all forces with backgrounds. Once we take action, it will be tantamount to challenging their authority. At that time, we will not only face pursuit by the police, but also hunted down by those forces. Do you think a gang like ours can withstand such a blow?”
As soon as Darwin finished speaking, Darcy burst into laughter, and he laughed so hard that he fell backwards, as if he was mocking Darwin’s unnecessary worries.
“Darwin, you are becoming more and more timid. It’s not like we haven’t robbed trains before, and you were the most active one back then. Why are you becoming so fussy now?”
There was a hint of sarcasm and provocation in Darcy’s tone.
Darwin’s face froze, and he felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart. But he knew that getting angry at this time would only make things worse. He suppressed his anger and tried to keep his tone calm.
“The past was the past, and this is the present. In the past, we only robbed small freight stations, which did not attract the attention of major forces. But this time is different. Volvo and James are both well-known figures, and their influence is spread throughout the city. If we take action, it will be tantamount to seeking our own death.”
Darcy’s smile faded slightly at Darwin’s words, but he still shrugged nonchalantly.
“So what? Fortune and wealth are sought in danger. As long as we get the money, we will have the opportunity to expand our power. Then, who will dare to mess with us?”
Darcy’s words made Darwin feel powerless. He knew that Darcy had been blinded by greed and would not listen to any advice. But he was unwilling to give up, so he decided to try one last time.
Darwin stood up, walked in front of Darcy, put his hands on the table, and looked directly into Darcy’s eyes. His eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, as if he was telling Darcy with his eyes: This thing must not be done.
“Darcy, I’m going to give you one last piece of advice. Our current situation is already very dangerous. If we mess with these big forces again, we will have no way out. I hope you can be more sober and not ruin the future of the entire gang for the sake of immediate interests.”
Darcy was slightly stunned by Darwin’s words, but he soon returned to his previous disdain and provocation. He stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at Darwin provocatively.
“Darwin, who do you think you are? Why do you control me? I am the boss of this gang, and I have the right to decide the actions of our gang. I tell you, I have already decided on the plan to rob the train, and no one can change it.”
After saying that, Darcy turned and left, leaving Darwin standing alone in the empty room.
Darwin watched Darcy’s back gradually go away, his heart filled with helplessness and despair. He knew that he could not stop Darcy’s actions, nor could he change the fate of the gang. But he was still unwilling to give up, and he decided to do his best to save the gang.
In the following days, Darwin ran around, looking for a way to stop Darcy.
He found Clint and John and tried to persuade Darcy to give up the plan through them. But these people either avoided him or directly rejected his request. Darwin felt a deep sense of powerlessness, but he did not give up. He knew that this was the last thing he could do for the gang.
Finally one night, Darwin learned that Darcy was going to rob a train the next night. He felt a strong sense of fear and uneasiness, but he also knew that he could no longer sit idly by. He decided to take action to stop Darcy’s actions.
The night before the operation, Darwin found Darcy and prepared to have a final negotiation with him. But Darcy’s attitude remained firm, and he said he would never give up this plan. Darwin looked at Darcy’s cold and determined eyes, and his heart was filled with despair. He knew that he could not change Darcy’s decision, nor could he prevent this tragedy from happening.
23, Infiltration Plan (Old Version)
On the night of the operation, the night fell like a thick black curtain, covering the entire city.
Darwin and his loyal men sneaked into the Volvo freight station quietly. They moved swiftly and cautiously, like cheetahs roaming in the dark, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.
The lights in the freight station were bright, but the atmosphere was extremely tense. Darwin worked closely with the person in charge of the freight station and quickly deployed defensive measures. They arranged for people to set up ambushes in every corner of the freight station and strengthened the guard and monitoring of the goods.
At the same time, Darwin also sent people to quietly approach Darcy’s planned route of action, preparing to give him a fatal blow at the critical moment.
The night was getting darker and darker, and time seemed to be moving very slowly at this moment. Darwin was filled with tension and anxiety, but he knew that he could not retreat or hesitate. He clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were shining with determination.
Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the night. Darwin immediately became alert and signaled his men to get ready. After a while, several dark figures appeared at the entrance of the freight station. They were wearing black masks and holding weapons. They were Darcy’s men.
“Darwin, do you think you can stop me?”
Darcy’s voice was full of provocation and arrogance. He held a weapon tightly in his hand and stared at Darwin with cold eyes.
Darwin frowned and responded in a deep voice:
“Darcy, do you really want to destroy the entire gang for this little money?”
“Stop talking nonsense!”
Darcy waved his hand impatiently, signaling Maika to take action.
Macka was a burly man. He walked forward with a cruel smile on his face. He didn’t say anything, but the murderous intent in his eyes was obvious enough.
Darwin knew that he had to go all out when fighting against such an opponent. He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and prepared to face Macka’s attack.
However, Macka’s speed was beyond Darwin’s expectation. He rushed towards Darwin and punched Darwin hard in the abdomen. Darwin felt a sharp pain and his body bent down involuntarily.
“Darwin!”
Everyone was stunned when Maca rushed towards Darwin like a ferocious beast.
His men had been keeping calm, but now they could no longer control their panic and cried out in fear. They tried to rush forward to help Darwin fight this terrible opponent.
However, Macka’s speed and strength were beyond their imagination. He swept in like a gust of wind, and every punch was thunderous. Although Darwin’s men were brave, they seemed so vulnerable in front of Macka. They were repelled again and again, unable to get close to the battle circle between Darwin and Macka.
Darwin stood opposite Macka, his face was pale but his eyes were extremely determined. He knew clearly that he could not fall down, otherwise the whole gang would face a catastrophe.
He straightened his body with all his strength, trying to resist Macka’s attack that was like a landslide and tsunami.
But Macka’s strength was too great. Each of his punches hit Darwin like a drum. Darwin felt as if his internal organs were torn apart, and the pain was unbearable. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he did not flinch and still gritted his teeth and persisted.
He tried to fight back, but Macka was too fast, leaving him no chance. He could only passively endure Macka’s attack, using his willpower and perseverance to support his body from falling.
Darwin’s men watched this scene anxiously. They kept shouting Darwin’s name, hoping that he could hold on. However, under Maca’s violent attack, Darwin was gradually falling into trouble. His movements became slower and slower, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
But at this moment, Darwin suddenly seized a flaw in Macka, and he exerted his strength and punched Macka hard in the face. Although this punch failed to knock Macka down, it successfully disrupted his attack rhythm. Darwin took the opportunity to step back a few steps, panting and adjusting his state.
Just then, Darcy suddenly shouted at Maca to stop.
He walked between the two of them, looking at Darwin’s painful expression, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
“Darwin, I didn’t mean to do this.”
Darcy’s voice was a little low.
“But you can see that the gang is really short of money right now. After this successful robbery, we will have enough funds to expand our power.”
Darwin looked up and looked into Darcy’s eyes, trying to find a glimmer of hope.
But Darcy’s eyes had become firm and cold.
“Darcy, do you really think this is worth it?”
Darwin’s voice trembled.
“Once we start, there’s no going back.”
Darcy was silent for a while, then nodded slowly:
“I know. But I’ve made up my mind.”
Darwin’s heart sank, he knew he could no longer convince Darcy.
He looked at Darcy deeply, then turned around and left the freight station with the help of other members.
The injured Darwin staggered back to the gang, his figure looking particularly lonely under the moonlight.
When the remaining gang members saw his appearance, they were instantly shocked and concerned. They gathered around him, some supporting Darwin, while others nervously asked him what happened.
Darwin’s face was pale, with blood still on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of fatigue and helplessness. He waved his hand slightly, signaling everyone not to be too nervous, and then slowly sat on the stone bench in the courtyard.
“Everyone… please sit down.”
Darwin’s voice was hoarse and low, as if he was carrying too much weight. He looked around and saw those familiar faces full of worry and doubt, and a warm current surged in his heart.
“Darcy…he’s changed.”
Darwin took a deep breath and began to slowly recount what had happened. Although his voice was weak, every word struck everyone’s heart like a heavy hammer.
“He has been bewitched by Maika and is no longer the Darcy he once was.”
Darwin’s expression was filled with pain and helplessness.
“He became cold-blooded and would do anything for profit.”
Upon hearing this, the gang members all showed shocked expressions on their faces.
They found it hard to believe that Darcy, who had once fought side by side with them and stood by them through thick and thin, had become like this.
“This…how is this possible?”
John couldn’t help but ask,
“Brother Dashi, why did he do this?”
Darwin was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:
“Benefits… maybe it’s because he saw greater benefits.”
There was a hint of complex emotions in his eyes.
“McKa painted a tempting future for him, which made him lose himself.”
24, New plans and surveys (old version)
When everyone heard this, anger and unwillingness surged in their hearts.
They couldn’t accept this fact, let alone Darcy’s betrayal of the gang.
“So what should we do now?”
A calm old man came forward, his eyes full of determination and resolve.
“We can’t just sit there and do nothing!”
Darwin nodded, his eyes flashing with determination, as if he had made some kind of decision.
He took a deep breath, his voice was weak but very firm:
“Yes…we can’t just sit there and do nothing.”
He paused, as if to organize his thoughts, and then continued:
“Darcy, the man I once considered a brother, is no longer the same person he once was. He only cares about profit, not the faith we once held. I gave him a chance, but… he has changed.”
He raised his head and scanned every member present. Every familiar face looked so heavy. He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled:
“I’ve decided that I’m going to quit the Vanderbij Gang.”
As soon as the words fell, the whole courtyard fell into silence. The gang members all showed disbelief on their faces. They couldn’t believe their ears, and couldn’t accept this fact.
The split of the Vanderbi Gang is the situation they least want to see, but now, this situation is about to happen before their eyes.
“Brother Darwin, are you…are you really going to quit?”
“Are we going to split up the Vanderbi Gang?”
Clint had just returned from reconnaissance outside. When he heard Darwin’s words, his eyes were filled with reluctance and confusion.
Darwin did not answer immediately. He was silent for a while, then slowly spoke:
“Yes, I want to quit. I can’t stay in a gang that has lost its faith and exists only for profit. This is not my original intention to join the Vanderbij Gang, nor is it the future I am willing to fight for.”
Although his words were calm, every word hit everyone’s heart like a hammer.
They understood that Darwin’s decision was not an easy one, but he was willing to pay the price in order to stick to his beliefs and principles.
“Then…what should we do then?”
A member who was left disabled as a result of the Blackwater Town robbery asked, worry and confusion flashing in his eyes.
Darwin looked at everyone, took a deep breath, and then said:
“I believe that there are still many people with faith and principles in the Vanderbi Gang. You can choose to stay and continue to fight for the gang, or you can choose to leave and find your own path. But no matter what, I hope everyone can remember our past beliefs and principles and not get lost in the vortex of interests.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard fell silent again. The gang members were thinking about their future and choices. They knew that this was a difficult decision, but it was also a reality that they had to face.
In the dim basement, Darcy and Maca sat opposite each other, their faces gloomy, like the sky covered with dark clouds. Their eyes revealed their unwillingness to accept the last failure and their desire for the upcoming victory.
Darcy’s fingers tapped lightly on the table, his eyes flickering in the darkness, as sharp as a falcon staring at its prey:
“Maika, we can’t just sit there and wait for this to happen. I have a new plan.”
Upon hearing this, Maca raised his eyebrows, and the gloom on his face instantly dissipated, revealing a smug smile:
“Oh? Darcy, what’s your trick?”
Darcy lowered his voice, revealing an unquestionable confidence:
“We have to change our thinking this time. We should first find out the transportation routes and security conditions of Volvo trains, and then attack the weakest links.”
Maika nodded, a cunning light flashing in his eyes:
“Good idea. This way we can catch them by surprise and attack them when they are unprepared.” He paused and added:
“Also, we need to find a few reliable helpers to ensure that the operation is foolproof.”
Darcy nodded in agreement:
“Yes, I have already thought of the candidate. Next, what we have to do is to plan each step in detail and make sure every detail is perfect.”
The two began to discuss in low voices, tapping their fingers on the tabletop as if they were playing a tense symphony. From time to time, smug smiles appeared on their faces, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.
“First, we need to…”
Darcy’s voice was low and firm, his eyes gleaming with determination.
“And so…”
Maca took over the conversation, and an excited look appeared on his face.
The discussion between the two became increasingly heated, but the sound was kept to a minimum to ensure that it could not be heard by outsiders.
They knew that this operation concerned their life and death and honor, and they could not be careless or negligent in the slightest.
Walter Gates sat in a spacious office, angrily throwing the documents in his hand onto the table. The documents were scattered all over the floor. His face was ashen and his eyes were burning with anger.
He could not accept the fact that his train had been robbed, and he could not tolerate those who dared to challenge his authority.
He immediately picked up the phone and dialed the number of the Pinkerton Detective Agency. The voice of the head of the agency came from the other end of the phone. Volvo Gates didn’t say any nonsense and directly expressed his anger and determination:
“Mr. Pinkerton, these bastards dared to rob my train! I want you to find them and bring them to justice at all costs!”
When the head of the Pinkerton Detective Agency heard what Volvo Gates said, he felt an unprecedented anger and determination. He understood that this investigation was not just an ordinary case, but a battle of honor and dignity. He immediately replied:
“Mr. Gates, please rest assured that we will do our best. Our firm will mobilize all resources and manpower to conduct a comprehensive search and investigation.”
After hanging up the phone, the head of the Pinkerton Detective Agency immediately called together his detectives. They sat in a conference room, and everyone’s face was full of seriousness and earnestness. The head described the case in detail and Volvo Gates’ anger, and then announced:
“This is a battle that concerns the reputation of our firm. We must go all out! Now, I want you to split into several teams, each responsible for investigating Darcy and Maca’s whereabouts, social relationships, etc. At the same time, we must also keep a close eye on their movements, and report to me immediately if there is any movement!”
The detectives nodded one after another. They knew the importance of this investigation and understood the responsibilities they shouldered.
They acted quickly and began an intensive and orderly investigation.
25, Darcy is dead (old version)
On that dark and windy night, the air was filled with tension and uneasiness. Darcy and Macka led their men to the Volvo train station quietly. Like ghosts, they approached the huge train parked at the platform silently.
Darcy was dressed in black, and his eyes under the mask flashed with cunning and fierceness.
He held the gun tightly in his hand and took every step carefully, fearing to alert the guards on the train. Macka followed closely behind him, his eyes also full of greed and enthusiasm, as if he had already seen the valuable goods flashing before his eyes.
Just as they successfully sneaked into the train and found the tempting cargo, suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the night. The detectives from the Pinkerton Detective Agency appeared in front of them like gods descending from the sky. They were armed and quickly surrounded Darcy and Macka’s men.
Darcy and Maca felt panicked upon seeing this.
They never thought that this operation would be exposed so smoothly. However, they did not choose to surrender, but decided to fight hard. Darcy quickly drew his gun and pointed it at the detectives who surrounded him. His eyes were full of ferocity and determination, as if he wanted to catch all the enemies in one fell swoop.
Macka was observing the situation from the side, his eyes flickering with cunning and anxiety. He knew that this operation had fallen into a desperate situation, but they still had a glimmer of hope. He quietly approached Darcy and whispered:
“Darcy, we have to find a way to break out.”
Darcy nodded, took a deep breath, and rushed towards the encirclement of the detectives. The gun in his hand kept spurting out flames, trying to buy a chance for Maca to break out. However, the detectives were not vegetarians, they quickly formed a dense firepower network, forcing Darcy to retreat step by step.
Seeing this, Macka cursed inwardly. He knew he couldn’t just watch Darcy being surrounded and annihilated, so he quickly drew his gun and launched a fierce attack on the weakest link among the detectives. His shooting skills were accurate and fierce, and every shot hit the target accurately.
However, there were too many detectives. They kept pouring in from all directions, making it difficult for Maika to catch her breath.
“ah!!”
“save……”
When that scream broke through the silence of the night sky, it seemed as if even the wind around it was shaking. Darcy, the once powerful criminal, now fell to the ground like a wounded beast, groaning in pain. His eyes were filled with reluctance and despair, as if he had seen the end of his life.
The moment he was hit, Darcy felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body.
He tried to struggle to get up, but his body seemed to have lost control and he couldn’t move. He looked down at his chest and saw blood pouring out, staining his black clothes red. His eyes began to blur, but his heart was filled with the desire to survive.
As for Macka, his expression became complicated the moment Darcy fell to the ground. He saw Darcy’s pain and despair, and also saw the dilemma he was about to face. He knew that if he continued to fight these detectives, he and the rest of his men would not be able to escape. A strong desire to survive surged in his heart.
Macka gritted his teeth. He knew he had to make a choice. He couldn’t sacrifice everyone for Darcy alone. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly.
“Retreat! Take the goods and we’ll retreat!”
Following Macka’s orders, the remaining men moved quickly, packing up the goods in a panic but orderly manner and preparing to retreat. However, their actions did not make the detectives relax at all, but made them more alert and their firepower became more intense.
Macka was agile, dodging bullets from all directions while looking for a chance to break out in the chaos. His eyes were full of calmness and determination, he knew the current situation was extremely unfavorable to them and they had to evacuate as soon as possible.
However, just as he was about to flee with part of the wealth, his eyes unconsciously fell on Darcy who was lying on the ground. Darcy was groaning in pain, his eyes full of despair. Blood was flowing from his chest, and he had fallen into a coma.
Watching this scene, a complex emotion surged in Maca’s heart.
He and Darcy had experienced countless life and death tests together. Although there were conflicts of interest between them, Darcy was no longer able to provide him with any help at this moment and instead became a burden to them.
Macka took a deep breath, knowing that he had to make a difficult decision. He looked at the wealth in his hand, then at Darcy who was lying on the ground, and finally made a decision.
“Thank you for your dedication, old man Darcy. Your life ends here!”
Although Macka’s voice was low, it was full of determination. He turned around and signaled to his men behind him, asking them to ignore Darcy and continue to retreat.
Although the men were shocked by Macka’s decision, they did not have time to think too much in such a critical situation. They quickly followed Macka’s steps and retreated to a safe place with their wealth.
The detectives’ firepower did not weaken as a result, and they continued to launch fierce attacks on Macka and others. However, Macka led his men to cleverly dodge bullets and find a safe evacuation route. He always paid attention to the movements around him to ensure that he and his men would not fall into danger.
During the breakout, Macka kept thinking about his next plan. He knew that although this operation failed, he couldn’t give up. He also needed to find new opportunities and ways to continue his criminal career.
When Darcy’s body was roughly dragged in front of Volvo Gates, a barely perceptible satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
He frowned slightly, as if he was troubled by the smell of blood in the air, not because of Darcy’s death. Volvo Gates, the train tycoon known for his ruthlessness, was wearing an exquisite black coat at the moment, standing in the dim light, and the whole person looked gloomy and majestic.
He waved his hand to signal his men to lift the body, his movements showing a bit of disdain. His fingers were long and powerful, and every wave seemed to be conducting a grand symphony. He turned his head slightly, avoiding the body that was gradually losing its vitality, as if looking at it any longer would be a sulliment to his identity.
“This old thing,”
Volvo Gates said softly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
“Finally dead.”
His voice was deep and magnetic, and every word seemed to come out of cold stone. He paused and continued:
“Hang his body on the shed and show those self-righteous criminals what happens when they rob my Volvo train.”
26,Everyone got the news (old version)
The men immediately took action, carefully lifting Darcy’s body, fearing to dirty their hands. Volvo Gates turned away, no longer looking at the body that was about to be exposed to the sun.
There was not much emotion in his heart, as he had already anticipated Darcy’s death.
However, at this moment he felt an indescribable sense of relief.
Walter Gates walked to the window and looked at the busy train station in the distance. His eyes were full of ambition and desire, as if the whole world was in his hands. He knew that Darcy’s death would bring him greater prestige and status, and would also make those potential enemies more afraid of him.
Darwin and Clint stood in the shadow of the Vanderbijl gang, both with heavy expressions on their faces.
They were silently packing their luggage and equipment, preparing to leave the gang that once made them proud but also constrained them. Although their movements were quick, each step seemed extremely heavy, as if they were bidding farewell to their youth and dreams.
At this moment, a seriously injured member rushed into the yard, panting, his face full of fear and panic. His eyes searched the crowd anxiously, and finally fixed on Darwin and Clint. He walked quickly towards them and said in a trembling voice:
“Brother Darwin, Brother Clint, it’s bad, Brother Darcy…he’s dead.”
Darwin paused when he heard that. He raised his head and looked at the member with his deep eyes. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if he was trying to find a trace of lies on the other person’s face. However, he only saw fear and sadness.
Clint seemed relatively calm. He frowned and asked:
“What happened? Who did it?”
The member swallowed and continued:
“It was Maika. He ran away with some of the wealth, leaving Dashige alone to face the detectives. In order to protect us, Dashige fought them alone, and finally… finally…”
He couldn’t continue, his voice choked up.
Darwin and Clint looked at each other, their eyes flashing with complicated light. Darwin’s heart was filled with anger and grief, and he clenched his fists, as if he wanted to vent his anger. However, he knew that now was not the time to be impulsive, and he had to calmly think about what to do next.
Clint seemed calmer and more rational. He patted the member on the shoulder and comforted him:
“You go and rest first, and leave the rest to us.”
The member nodded gratefully and turned away. Darwin and Clint continued to pack their bags, but they could no longer calm down.
Clint’s heart was filled with guilt and nostalgia for Darcy. He recalled the days when he and Darcy fought side by side, and those passionate and enthusiastic years seemed like yesterday. However, now Darcy has left them forever, which makes them feel extremely sad and lost.
Darwin was silently thinking about his next plan. He knew that Macka’s betrayal and Darcy’s death had brought an unprecedented crisis to the Vanderbij gang. They had to act quickly, otherwise the entire gang might be in danger of being destroyed.
Clint stood in the dim light, staring blankly ahead, as if time had stopped at this moment. He had packed his suitcase, but he hadn’t picked it up yet.
Darwin noticed Clint’s strangeness. He walked over, patted Darwin’s shoulder gently, and said in a low voice:
“Clint, we have to go.”
Clint slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with grief and loss. The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed silently. He turned to Clint and said in a hoarse voice:
“Darwin, I…I can’t forget Darcy.”
Darwin looked at Clint’s grief-stricken expression and couldn’t help but feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart.
He held Darwin’s hand tightly and said with a firm look:
“We all can’t forget him, but now is not the time to be sad. We must avenge Darcy and fight for the dignity he deserves.”
Clint heard this, and a determined light flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath, nodded, and said, “You are right, we can’t let Darcy’s sacrifice be in vain.
Darwin nodded, his eyes also flashing with determination. He reached out and held Darwin’s hand tightly, their eyes met, as if they found strength in each other’s eyes.
“let’s go.”
“We are leaving this place full of sorrow and going to find Maika.”
Darwin nodded, picked up the duffel bag, and walked out of the Vanderbijk’s door with Clint.
They walked side by side in the night, each step seeming extremely firm.
They know that the road ahead is still long and full of unknowns and challenges.
Clint, Darwin and others came to Valenti Tavern with heavy hearts, hoping to temporarily forget the sadness of the past and relax. The lights in the tavern were dim, the air was filled with the smell of wine and tobacco, people were talking in low voices or laughing loudly, the atmosphere was lively and noisy.
Not long after they sat down, they heard a quarrel not far away. Clint and Darwin looked at each other and saw the confusion and vigilance in each other’s eyes. They looked in the direction of the sound and saw Bill standing face to face with a burly Valenti man named Mil, and both of them had anger on their faces.
Bill is a member of the Vanderbij gang. He is straightforward, hot-tempered, and a typical tough guy. He is staring at Mir with wide eyes and a disdainful smile on his face. He sneered:
“You said we are rednecks from outside? Then what are you? A local who can only brag here?”
Mir was a native of Valenti. He was tall, muscular, and had a fierce look on his face. He was furious when he heard Bill’s taunting. He shouted:
“You outsiders, what are you doing here? Do you think Valenti is a place where you can do whatever you want?”
Bill was not to be outdone. He straightened his chest and met Mil’s angry eyes. He sneered:
“We are not here to cause trouble, we are here to drink. But you, a local, don’t even have this much magnanimity.”
Mir was enraged by Bill’s words. He raised his fist and rushed towards Bill. Bill saw this and rushed forward without showing any weakness. The two men immediately wrestled with each other, punching and kicking each other, making a dull sound of collision.
Seeing this, the people around gathered around. Some were screaming, some were trying to stop the fight, but more were just watching. Clint and Darwin also stood up, their brows furrowed, their eyes fixed on the two people fighting.
27, New Place (Old Version)
Clint was a calm and rational man who rarely lost his temper, but at this moment his heart was also filled with anger. He secretly blamed Bill for his impulsiveness, but at the same time he also understood that in this situation, he could not stand idly by. He glanced at the crowd around him, looking for someone who could help them.
Darwin was a thoughtful person who was good at observation and analysis. He noticed that although Mill was a big man, his movements were a bit clumsy, while Bill, although he had a hot temper, was quite agile. He secretly thought about how to help Bill get rid of Mill’s entanglement.
At this moment, Mil suddenly dodged Bill’s heavy punch.
He took the opportunity to fight back and punched Bill in the face.
Bill stumbled back a few steps, a look of pain on his face.
When Mir saw Bill dodge his punch, he was even more furious. He widened his eyes, his facial muscles tensed, and clenched his fists again, ready to launch a more violent attack on Bill. However, just as he was about to take a step, a big hand suddenly reached out from the side and firmly grabbed his wrist.
Mir turned around in astonishment, only to see a tall, stern-looking man staring at him coldly. This man was Clint, and his eyes were full of disdain and anger. Mir felt a strong force coming from Clint’s wrist, and he tried to break free, but found himself as if he was clamped by an iron clamp and could not move.
Clint didn’t give Mir any chance to resist. He pressed Mir to the ground with all his strength. Mir struggled to get up, but Clint was faster than him. He quickly sat on Mir’s body and locked Mir’s hands tightly like iron clamps, making him unable to move.
Mir’s face showed a look of fear and pain, and he shouted loudly, trying to seek help, but the noise in the tavern drowned out his voice, and the people around him just watched, and no one came forward to help.
Clint looked at Mir’s painful struggle, but he had no sympathy in his heart. He knew that if Mir was not taught a profound lesson, this conflict would continue forever. He lowered his head and said coldly:
“Here, we respect everyone, but we will not tolerate any provocation or insult. Remember, you’d better think before you speak next time.”
Under Clint’s suppression, Mir had lost the strength to resist. He could only lie on the ground helplessly and let Clint teach him a lesson. His heart was filled with regret and annoyance. He knew that he was too impulsive this time and brought trouble to the whole team.
Just when Mir was about to lose consciousness, the door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a burly middle-aged man in coarse clothes walked in. He glanced around the tavern sharply, and finally landed on Clint and Mir.
The man’s name was Thomas, and he was a farmer in the Valenti area. He was generous and upright, and was deeply respected by the locals. When he saw the fight in the tavern, he frowned and walked quickly forward.
Thomas walked up to Clint and Mir and shouted:
“Stop! This is not the place for you to fight!” His voice was loud, powerful, and full of majesty.
Clint heard Thomas’ voice and looked up at him. He saw that Thomas was tall and sturdy, and he knew that he was a man who was not easy to mess with. He let go of Mir’s hand, stood up, and looked at Thomas coldly.
Thomas ignored Clint’s gaze. He squatted down and checked Mir’s injuries. Mir was unconscious at this moment, with scars all over his face. Thomas frowned and said to Clint:
“You’re too harsh.”
Clint didn’t argue. He knew he had gone too far. He was silent for a moment, then said:
“He provoked us first.”
Thomas nodded in understanding. He stood up and said to Clint:
“I understand your anger, but this is not the place to resolve the issue. If you wish, I can mediate for you.”
Clint glanced at Darwin and Bill, and seeing that they had no intention of objecting, he nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Thomas turned to the others in the tavern and said:
“Everyone, go away. Everything is fine here.”
His voice was full of authority, and everyone dispersed after hearing it.
Then, Thomas helped Mir up and prepared to take him away. He looked back at Clint and the others and said:
“I hope this matter can be resolved here. If you are willing to respect us Valenti people, we will respect you in return.”
Clint nodded in agreement. He watched Thomas and Mill leave the tavern, but felt an inexplicable heaviness in his heart. He knew that although the conflict had been temporarily resolved, the hostility of the Valenti people towards them had not been eliminated. They had to be more cautious in order to survive in this strange place.
After the incident in the tavern was settled, Clint sat in the corner, but his heart was still unsettled.
He recalled the previously arrested Sean, the partner who fought alongside them in the Blackwater robbery. Sean’s experience made Clint feel deeply guilty, and he was determined to rescue Sean from the bounty hunter.
Clint knew that this was not an easy task. The bounty hunter leader Caesardin was a cunning and ruthless man, so they had to act with caution. So he summoned Darwin, Bill and Charles and told them his plan in detail. The four of them sat together, their faces full of solemnity and determination.
“We have to make sure our actions are foolproof.”
Clint said in a deep voice, “Kaiserdin’s bounty hunter team is large in number, we must formulate a careful plan.”
Darwin nodded, his brows furrowed as he considered every possible detail. Bill was rubbing his hands together, his eyes flashing with the desire to fight. Charles sat quietly, his eyes deep, as if he could see through everything.
After a night of discussion, they developed a detailed plan. Before the first rays of sunlight in the morning had completely penetrated the curtains, Clint gathered Darwin, Bill and Charles around the campfire and discussed the next move in a low voice.
“We must be careful. Caesardin is not that easy to deal with.” Clint frowned and broke the silence first.
Darwin nodded, his eyes looking particularly profound in the light of the fire:
“Really, we have to take advantage of the terrain and timing.”
Bill rubbed his hands together, looking a little excited:
“I’ve long wanted to meet that Caesardin, to see what tricks he can pull off!”
Charles sat quietly, thinking for a moment before he spoke slowly:
“We need a detailed infiltration plan and be prepared for emergencies at any time.”
28, Lao Youtiao (old version)
Clint nodded and added:
“We have to put on these coarse clothes, smear mud on our faces, and try to make ourselves look inconspicuous. Caesardin’s men are all experienced, and we can’t let them see through us easily.”
“Good idea!”
Darwin agreed.
“This way, we can act in secret and rescue Sean more easily.”
Bill stood up and stretched his muscles:
“Then let’s go now, I can’t wait!”
Charles also stood up. He patted Bill on the shoulder and signaled him to stay calm:
“Don’t worry, we still have to check the equipment again to make sure everything is in place.”
So, the four of them began to carefully check their equipment, and after confirming that they were all correct, they set out on the road to the Caesardin stronghold. They wore coarse clothes, their faces were covered with mud, and they tried their best to blend into the surrounding environment and not attract anyone’s attention.
After several hours of trekking, they finally arrived at Caesardin’s base, an abandoned warehouse at the foot of the mountain. The surroundings were desolate and silent, with only a few wild dogs occasionally barking, adding a bit of desolation and horror.
Clint and his three companions approached the warehouse cautiously, communicating with each other using brief gestures and trying not to make any noise.
When they arrived at the door of the warehouse, they were surprised to find that the door was ajar.
Clint gently pushed the door open and peered inside, only to find that no one was inside. He turned back and gestured to Darwin, Bill, and Charles to follow him. The four of them tiptoed in, searching the dim warehouse for Sean.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from the other end of the warehouse. The four of them stopped immediately and hid behind a pile of abandoned boxes, holding their breath and watching nervously. A few bounty hunters came over from the other end, holding their weapons. They talked as they walked, and their voices echoed in the empty warehouse.
“This place is so desolate. There’s not even a single person around.” complained a bounty hunter.
“Stop complaining. Lord Caesardin said that this mission is very important and we can’t be careless at all.” Another bounty hunter reminded.
Clint heard their conversation and had an idea. He knew this was their chance to act, but they also needed to be cautious. He turned to Darwin and Bill and whispered, “You two should flank them from the other side. Remember, be careful.”
Darwin and Bill nodded and quickly disappeared into the darkness. Clint and Charles continued to follow the bounty hunters. They kept a certain distance to ensure that they would not be discovered.
“Charles, what do you think we should do next?” Clint asked in a low voice.
“We have to find a chance to get close to them and find where Sean is being held.”
Charles replied,
“But we must be careful not to let them find us.”
Clint nodded in agreement.
They continued to follow the bounty hunter, silently praying that the operation would be successful.
They quietly followed the bounty hunter through the intricate corridors, their footsteps echoing in the silent air, and each step seemed unusually heavy. Finally, they came to a dim cell, and saw a heavy iron door closed, covered with rust, and a huge lock firmly fixed on the door.
Clint stood in front of the door, staring at the crack in the door. Through the narrow gap, he saw the situation inside the cell. Sean sat on the ground, his back against the cold wall. His face was pale, and his eyes had lost their former spirit, leaving only deep fatigue and despair. His clothes were messy, and there seemed to be scars on his body. It seemed that he had experienced a lot of torture.
Clint felt a strong sense of urgency in his heart, and he knew that they had to act quickly, otherwise Sean might be in even greater danger.
He looked back at his companions around him; their eyes were also full of determination and resoluteness.
However, just as they were about to take action, a bounty hunter suddenly discovered their tracks. He exclaimed, and the sound echoed in the corridor, breaking the silence. Then, other bounty hunters surrounded them from all directions, their weapons flashing coldly under the light.
Seeing this, Clint and his four companions immediately drew their weapons and prepared for battle. They had clear division of labor, some were responsible for the frontal attack, some were responsible for the flank detour, and some were responsible for protecting the rear. For a moment, fierce gunshots and the sound of metal colliding rang out in the corridor.
Although the bounty hunters were numerous, Clint and his men worked well together, and each attack hit the target accurately. They used the terrain and cover, constantly changing positions, making it difficult for the bounty hunters to figure out. In the fierce exchange of fire, they gradually gained the upper hand.
However, the battle did not end there. Bounty hunters continued to come, and they did not seem to give up easily. Clint and his four companions could only grit their teeth and continue to fight. They knew that only by persisting could they rescue Sean.
In the fierce battle, time seemed to slow down. Every attack and defense seemed to be extremely difficult. But Clint and his four companions did not give up. With their firm belief and tenacious perseverance, they approached the cell step by step.
Finally, after a fierce attack, they successfully broke through the bounty hunters’ defense and rushed to the door of the cell.
Clint used all his strength to smash the lock open, and the iron door fell to the ground. They quickly rushed into the cell and helped Sean, who was exhausted.
“Sean! Go!”
Clint yelled.
When Sean saw them, a trace of surprise and gratitude flashed in his eyes. He struggled to stand up and rushed out of the cell with Clint and the others. Behind them, the bounty hunters were still chasing after Clint and rushed out of the cell. The four of them ran all the way and started a fierce chase with the pursuers.
After a fierce battle, they finally got rid of the pursuers and came to a safe place. Sean looked at Clint and his men with gratitude and respect in his eyes.
He held Clint’s hand tightly and said in a choked voice:
“Thank you…I…I really don’t know how to repay you.”
Clint smiled and shook his head, saying:
“We are partners, and there is no need for repayment. As long as you are safe and sound, that’s all that matters.”
Clint helped Sean up, his eyes full of concern and determination.
Sean’s eyes were slightly red, he nodded, his voice hoarse but full of gratitude:
“Thank you… Really, without you, I would have been…”
29, Run away? (Old version)
Darwin walked up and patted Sean on the shoulder.
“Why are you saying this? We are brothers, we should support each other.”
His voice was low but full of power.
Bill also came over with his signature hearty smile on his face:
“Yeah, Sean, don’t be so formal. We’ve been through so many ups and downs together, this little thing is nothing.”
Charles sat quietly aside, his eyes moving around everyone, finally settling on Sean’s face:
“Your return is our greatest joy. Next, we will face more challenges together.”
Several people sat together, sharing each other’s joy and emotions.
Sean recounted the days and nights he was imprisoned, and everyone admired his strength and optimism. Clint, Darwin, Bill and Charles also shared their experiences and feelings during the rescue process, and their solidarity and courage made each other more determined.
The night gradually eroded the sky like ink. Clint and Darwin moved silently through the dense woods. Although their steps were light, each step revealed a determination that should not be underestimated.
The recent news was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves in their hearts – a stronghold of the Oscar Gang was destroyed by a mysterious force, which was undoubtedly an opportunity to break the deadlock.
When the two arrived at Oscar’s base, night had already fallen like a heavy curtain.
The stronghold was in a mess, with fire and smoke interweaving, and the smell of burning filled the ruins. Clint searched the ruins with sharp eyes, and suddenly, his eyes fixed on a corner.
There, a figure was cowering. It was their target – Gillan, a survivor of the Oscar Gang.
Gilan’s face was full of fear and unwillingness, and his eyes revealed a kind of stubbornness and indomitable spirit.
Gillan stood out in the ruins shrouded in the night, his trembling body and terrified eyes forming a sharp contrast. His hands were tied behind his back, his clothes were covered with dust and blood, and he looked miserable. His eyes revealed a stubbornness and unyielding spirit, as if he was declaring his dignity to Clint and the others.
Clint approached Gillan, his steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to step on Gillan’s heart. He stared at Gillan coldly, his deep eyes flashing with an unquestionable light. He raised his chin slightly, looking down at Gillan in a condescending manner, trying to defeat the other party’s resistance with indifference.
“Tell me where Colm is, or else…”
Bill’s voice echoed in the night sky, and he raised the axe in his hand high, the axe blade flashing coldly in the moonlight. His eyes were full of threats and warnings, as if to say:
“If you don’t cooperate, this axe will be your fate.”
Gillan’s body trembled involuntarily under the sharp edge of the axe, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. But stubbornness made him quickly regain his composure, and he clenched his teeth, as if he wanted to swallow all the fear and anger into his stomach. He looked up at Clint and Bill, trying to confront them with a firm look.
However, when the axe’s edge was really approaching, Gillan’s psychological defense finally collapsed. His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes flashed with the desire to survive. His voice was trembling and rapid, with a hint of crying:
“Don’t… don’t kill me! I know where Colm is… he… he’s hiding in the Six Point Cabin.”
Gilan’s words were full of despair and helplessness. He knew that he had no way out. He could only hope that his information could bring him a glimmer of hope.
Clint and Bill looked at each other, and saw satisfaction and approval in each other’s eyes. They knew that Gillan no longer had the courage and ability to resist, and their threats had worked.
Clint nodded slightly, motioning Bill to put down the axe. He turned to Gillan and said:
“Take us to Colm. If you try anything, it will be at your own risk.”
After hearing this, Jilan nodded repeatedly, indicating his willingness to cooperate.
In the night, the six-point wooden house seems particularly quiet.
The moonlight shines into the house through the gaps in the windows, and the mottled light and shadow add a sense of mystery to the cottage.
Clint and Darwin approached cautiously, their heartbeats clear in the silent night.
Just as they were about to break in, a slight noise was suddenly heard from inside the house.
Clint motioned Darwin to step back, and he pushed the wooden door gently, and it slowly opened. A damp and musty smell hit him, accompanied by a burst of rapid breathing.
Clint quickly slipped into the house, his eyes darting through the darkness, searching for the familiar figure.
When Clint finally broke into the house, the slightly old wooden door creaked as he pushed it. He looked around the house eagerly. However, the scene before him stunned him. The house was empty, with only a shabby table and a few chairs scattered on the floor. The air was filled with a long-forgotten loneliness.
Clint’s eyes suddenly became sharp and disappointed, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. An indescribable sense of loss surged into his heart like a tide. He walked quickly into the house, searching every corner carefully, but Colm’s trace seemed to have evaporated and was nowhere to be found.
He slowly turned around and faced Darwin, who looked solemn. Their eyes met in the air. Without words, the determination and unyielding spirit in each other’s hearts was self-evident. Clint clenched his fists, and the joints turned white due to the force, as if he wanted to concentrate all his anger and unwillingness on this small fist.
“He got away again.”
Clint’s voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of frustration that was hard to conceal. He lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about his next move.
Darwin walked up and patted Clint on the shoulder, giving him silent comfort. His eyes were also full of determination and unyielding:
“It’s okay. We still have a chance. Colm can’t disappear forever. As long as we don’t give up, we will find him one day.”
Just as Darwin was trying to comfort Clint and calm his frustration, a slight noise broke the silence in the room. They both raised their heads alertly, and saw a figure flashing out from the dark corner, holding a dagger in his hand, and looking at Clint fiercely.
Clint was so shocked by the sudden attack that his face froze, but then a determined light flashed in his eyes. However, before he could make any move, Gillan had already rushed forward as agile as a cheetah, his figure drew an arc in the darkness and blocked in front of Clint.
30, Jilan’s Help (Old Version)
Gilan’s movements were swift and decisive. He clenched his fists and confronted the dagger-wielding enemy. Their eyes met in the air. Gilan’s eyes were full of vigilance and calmness, while the other party showed some surprise and uneasiness.
Jilan shouted loudly, his voice revealing unquestionable majesty. He quickly took action and started a fierce fight with the enemy. For a moment, a burst of rapid fighting sounds rang out in the house, tables and chairs were overturned, and dust flew.
Clint stood aside, watching Gillan fighting the enemy, and an indescribable feeling of gratitude welled up in his heart. He knew that if Gillan hadn’t appeared, he would have been in great danger. At this moment, Gillan not only showed his excellent fighting skills, but also showed his loyalty and responsibility to the team.
After a fierce fight, Gillan finally subdued the enemy. He was panting, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, but his eyes were shining with victory. He turned around, looked at Clint, and smiled faintly: “Are you okay?”
Clint stepped forward and shook Gillan’s hand tightly:
“Thank you, Gillan. If it weren’t for you, I would probably be…”
His words were full of gratitude, and his voice was even choked with sobs.
Gillan patted Clint on the shoulder, his tone firm and calm: “We are teammates, we should protect each other. Besides, I believe you will not let me down.”
Clint nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination. He secretly decided that he would work harder to improve his strength in the future to repay Gilan for saving his life. At the same time, he also developed a deep respect for Gilan. He knew that Gilan was not only a brave warrior, but also a trustworthy partner.
So Clint invited Gillan:
“Jilan, would you like to join our team? We need talents like you.”
Jilan smiled slightly and nodded:
“Of course I do. I’m honored to be one of you.”
At night, Gilan sat by the campfire, the firelight reflected on his resolute face, reflecting the deep and complex emotions in his eyes. The team members around him sat in a circle, their eyes were focused on Gilan, and everyone was full of curiosity and expectation for this new member.
Gillan took a deep breath and began his narration. His voice was low and magnetic, as if carrying a kind of magic that made everyone immersed in his story.
“I grew up in a stable and that’s where all my childhood memories are.”
Gilan’s eyes flickered in the firelight, as if he had returned to that distant era.
“My parents are stable workers. They are hardworking and simple. They get up early and work late every day just to provide me with a warm home.”
Gillan’s fingers gently stroked the old cloth on his knees, which was his only property and a reminder of his parents. He continued:
“However, fate is always so cruel. A sudden cholera swept the entire town, and my parents were not spared.” At this point, a trace of pain and sadness flashed in Gillan’s eyes.
He paused for a moment, as if he was adjusting his emotions. Then he continued, “After my parents passed away, I was left alone and had no choice but to start wandering. During that time, I experienced the ups and downs of life, as well as the dangers of the world.” Gilan’s voice was full of vicissitudes and emotion.
“In order to survive, I was forced to join Oscar’s gang.” Gillan said this with a frown, as if recalling those unbearable days. “The people there are ruthless and will do anything for the sake of profit. I have to live carefully every day, for fear that I will lose my life if I am not careful.”
Gillan showed a bitter smile on his face, as if he was mocking his past. He continued: “But even there, I never gave up my desire for freedom and my yearning for a better life.” There was a firm light in his eyes, as if he had seen hope for the future.
“It wasn’t until I met Clint that I really found my home,” Gillan said with a genuine smile on his face. “His team made me feel human and at home, which I never experienced in Oscar’s gang.”
Gillan’s voice was full of gratitude and admiration. He continued, “Clint is not only an outstanding leader, but also a trustworthy friend. He cares about the safety and growth of every team member, and makes us feel real warmth and love.”
Gillan’s eyes swept over the team members one by one, as if confirming the friendship between them. Then, he continued:
“I am very fortunate to join this team and become a member of it. I believe that I will find my own position and value here.”
As soon as Gillan finished speaking, applause and cheers rang out around him. The team members expressed their welcome and support for Gillan to join the team and were happy that he was able to walk out of the shadow of the past.
Gillan showed a relieved smile on his face, knowing that he had found his true home. He stood up, put his hands together, glanced at the faces of each team member, then bowed deeply, and said in a low and sincere voice:
“Thank you for letting me become a member of this family. I will use everything I have to repay this trust and acceptance.”
The team members responded one after another. Some applauded, some nodded, and some shouted:
“Welcome, Gillan!”
Sitting next to Gillan was a team member named Tom. He patted Gillan on the shoulder and said with a smile:
“Gilan, your story has touched us all. We know you’ve been through a lot, but here, you don’t have to be so cautious. We will support you like a brother.”
Gilan nodded gratefully, tears glistening in his eyes. He took a deep breath, as if to engrave this feeling of touching and warmth deeply in his heart.
In the following days, Gillan’s relationship with the team members became more and more harmonious. He was no longer a lonely wanderer, but a person with a sense of belonging. He actively participated in various activities of the team, whether it was going out to perform tasks or daily physical training, Gillan performed very well.
Once, the team encountered a sudden rainstorm and everyone was trapped in a cave. Gilan stepped forward without hesitation and used his knowledge and experience to help everyone build a simple rain shelter. He also took the initiative to find food and water to ensure that everyone could survive this difficult time.
In this process, the friendship between Jilan and his teammates became deeper. They shared joy and warmth together, and faced difficulties and challenges together. Jilan gradually learned to care for others and share happiness. He understood that the power of one person is limited, but the power of a team is infinite.
31, Old Lover Alice (Old Version)
Clint stood at the door of the tent, holding the yellowed letter tightly in his hand.
The handwriting on the letter paper, like the traces left by time, is both familiar and unfamiliar.
He opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to glimpse Alice’s face, her voice, and the youth they once shared through those words.
He stood there in a daze, as if he was frozen in place. Those dusty memories came flooding back like a tide, and in his mind emerged the scene of him and Alice holding hands and making vows in a corner of the town more than a decade ago.
At that time, they only had each other in their eyes, as if the whole world made way for them.
However, reality is always cruel.
Alice’s father, an elder who holds a certain status in the town, is full of prejudice and hostility towards Clint.
He could not accept Alice being with a so-called “hunter” and “murderer”, and could not tolerate the family’s reputation being damaged. So he used his power and status to forcibly break up the couple and marry Alice to Barry, who was a perfect match for her.
Clint’s heart was filled with pain and helplessness.
He understood that he could not change the past, nor could he regain the lost love.
However, when he saw Alice’s handwriting again, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He wanted to know, after so many years, did Alice still remember him? Did she still miss him?
He took a deep breath and calmed himself. Then, he slowly unfolded the letter and began to read the contents of the letter carefully. Every word in the letter seemed to have warmth, and every sentence was like Alice whispering in her ear. As he read, tears welled up in his eyes.
He decided to meet Alice. Although he knew that this might be a fruitless encounter, he still wanted to meet her, to hear her voice, to see what she looked like. He believed that even though time had changed their appearance and mood, the feelings they once had would still be deeply imprinted in their hearts.
He packed his bags and prepared to set off for the town.
Along the way, his mood was extremely complicated. He had both nostalgia and reluctance for the past and expectations and longings for the future. He didn’t know what he would face, nor how he should face it. However, he knew that he had to face and accept the facts that could not be changed.
When he arrived at the town, everything had changed. The once familiar town had become strange and cold, and people’s faces were filled with indifference and alienation. He walked on the familiar streets, but could no longer find the shadow of the past. He felt an inexplicable loneliness and loss, as if he had been forgotten by the world.
He came to Alice’s door, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door. The door slowly opened, and a middle-aged woman appeared at the door. Her face was full of traces of time, but her eyes were still clear and bright. She looked at Clint, with a flash of surprise and confusion in her eyes.
“Excuse me, are you …”
She asked.
“I’m Clint.”
He replied, his voice trembling.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then gave a complicated smile.
“It’s Clint, long time no see.”
She said, with a hint of emotion and helplessness in her tone.
Clint walked into the house and saw the familiar figure – Alice.
She is no longer the young girl she was back then, but a mature and elegant woman. Her face is full of traces of time, but her eyes are still bright and gentle. She looks at Clint, and a hint of complex emotions flashes in her eyes.
“Clint, you’re here.”
She spoke softly, with a hint of trembling in her voice, and her once bright eyes now seemed to hide a deep lake, calm and deep.
Her fingers gently stroked the edge of the teacup, as if looking for the warmth of the past.
Clint looked at her, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He didn’t know what to say, but just stood there silently, letting time flow between them. The sweetness and bitterness of the past surged into his heart like a tide, and then slowly receded.
“Yes, I am here.”
Clint finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse, as if carrying too much emotion. He walked to Alice’s side and sat down gently, and the distance between them seemed to be shortened a lot.
“My husband, Barry, died three years ago.”
There was a hint of sadness in Alice’s voice, as if she was telling a story that had nothing to do with her, but a hint of sadness inadvertently appeared in the corners of her eyes.
Clint shuddered slightly when he heard this. He didn’t expect Alice to bring this up so suddenly. He looked at her and saw a self-deprecating smile on her face, but behind that smile was a deep pain.
“I’m a widow now.” Alice said again with self-mockery, her voice full of helplessness and relief. Clint could feel her inner struggle and changes, and he knew that these three years were not easy for Alice.
Clint was silent for a moment, then gently held Alice’s hand. His hand was warm and strong, as if telling her that no matter what she became, he would be by her side.
“Alice, I…”
Clint wanted to say something, but the words came to his lips and he swallowed them back. He didn’t know how to express his feelings, nor how to comfort Alice.
Alice looked at Clint, with a trace of gratitude in her eyes. She knew that Clint really cared about her, and this care made her feel warm and comforted.
“Clint, thank you.”
Alice looked at Clint with a smile, and there was a hint of expectation and tenderness in that smile.
“Do you remember? We once agreed to go to the theater to watch a performance together, but we never had the chance.”
There was a hint of regret in her words, but more of a nostalgia for the good old days.
Clint nodded, an impulse rising in his heart. He stood up and looked at Alice firmly.
“I’ll go buy the tickets now, and we’ll go to the theater tonight.”
There was determination in his voice, as if he wanted to make up for past regrets.
Alice’s face showed a surprised expression, she seemed to be moved by Clint’s action. She stood up and gently held Clint’s hand.
“Thank you, Clint.”
Her voice was full of gratitude and tenderness.
Clint smiled slightly, he felt as if he had returned to that young time, walking hand in hand with Alice on the streets of the town, his heart full of longing and expectation for the future. He let go of Alice’s hand and turned to walk out the door.
32, Goodbye Alice (Old Version)
After buying the ticket, Clint waited anxiously for Alice to appear at the theater entrance.
He checked the tickets in his hand again and again to make sure there were no omissions or errors.
Whenever he heard footsteps approaching, he would look up nervously, expecting to see that familiar figure.
As the night gradually fell, a light figure slowly approached under the street lights. The figure got closer and closer, and Clint’s heartbeat accelerated. Finally, when the figure appeared completely in his sight, he recognized that it was Alice.
Alice was wearing a simple yet elegant dress, the hem of which fluttered gently in the breeze. She had light makeup on her face, and her bright eyes sparkled in the night. Her steps were light and firm, as if every step carried confidence and calmness.
Clint walked forward with a happy smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Alice, but stopped at the last moment. He was worried that his action would be too abrupt and make Alice uncomfortable.
“Alice, you’re here.”
Clint’s voice was full of tenderness and anticipation.
Alice looked at Clint, with a hint of surprise and emotion in her eyes. She smiled and nodded, saying:
“Yes, I am here. Thank you for waiting.”
The two walked into the theater side by side, talking non-stop along the way.
Alice shared her life in the small town, while Clint talked about his experience of wandering outside. Their conversation was relaxed and pleasant, as if they had returned to the carefree youth.
In the theater, they found their seats.
The lights dimmed and the performance on the stage began. Clint and Alice were both immersed in the plot, and their moods fluctuated with the ups and downs of the plot. Whenever there was a wonderful performance, they would smile at each other, as if they were sharing each other’s joy.
However, in the intervals between performances, Clint’s eyes always fell on Alice inadvertently. He looked at her focused and devoted expression, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He found that his longing for Alice did not decrease with the passage of time, but became stronger.
After the show, they walked out of the theater together. In the night, they walked side by side on the streets of the town. Clint wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back. He didn’t know how to express his feelings, nor how to face Alice.
Alice seemed to sense Clint’s hesitation and uneasiness. She gently held Clint’s hand and said:
“Clint, I know what’s going on in your mind. But we’ve come such a long way and been through so much. Now, we just need to cherish each other’s presence and enjoy the beauty of this moment.”
Clint felt a warm current in his heart as he listened to Alice’s words. He held Alice’s hand tightly, as if he wanted to keep the beauty of this moment in his heart forever. They continued walking until the night deepened, and then they reluctantly said goodbye.
On the way home, Clint couldn’t calm down for a long time. He recalled his encounter, acquaintance, love and separation with Alice, and his heart was full of emotion and helplessness. But he also understood that no matter how the future would change, they would cherish each other’s existence and keep this beautiful memory in their hearts forever.
Alice was on her way home, thinking back to the night she spent with Clint. She felt a long-lost warmth and tranquility, as if she had found her spiritual home.
She knew that no matter where she was, Clint would always be in her heart and she would miss him.
The next morning, the sun shone through the clouds onto the earth, and the breeze blew gently, bringing the breath of spring.
Clint stood at the door of Alice’s house, holding a bright flower in his hand. The petals were still covered with morning dew, making it look vibrant.
He took a deep breath and calmed down his inner tension. Although he was well prepared, he still felt a little nervous when facing Alice. He raised his head and looked at the door of Alice’s house, silently praying in his heart that everything would go well.
Just then, the door opened slightly, and Alice was about to go out to buy something. She was wearing a comfortable dress and had a touch of fresh makeup on her face, and she looked radiant. When she saw Clint, a surprised smile appeared on her face.
“Clint, why are you here?”
Alice’s voice was full of joy and surprise.
Clint walked forward with a smile and handed the flowers in his hand to Alice.
“This is for you, I hope you like it.”
His voice was gentle and sincere.
Alice took the flowers and a bright smile appeared on her face. She bent down and smelled the fragrance of the flowers, as if her whole mood was brightened by the flowers.
“Thank you, Clint. The flowers are beautiful!”
She looked up at Clint, her eyes sparkling with gratitude and joy.
Clint was also very happy when he saw Alice’s smile. He knew that his feelings had been conveyed. He smiled gently and said:
“Actually, I came here today to invite you to go shopping together. Are you willing?”
When Alice heard Clint’s invitation, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was immediately replaced by joy.
“Of course I do!”
She answered without hesitation. She felt her heart filled with anticipation and excitement, as if a wonderful adventure was about to begin.
The two walked side by side on the streets of the town, the morning sun shining on the cobblestones, reflecting warm light. The shops on both sides of the street had not yet fully woken up, only a few were open for business, and the air was filled with a lazy and peaceful atmosphere.
Clint turned his head from time to time and his eyes fell on Alice’s face. Her face looked particularly soft in the morning sun, and her bright eyes sparkled with joy.
He admired her elegant temperament and confident smile, and an indescribable warmth surged in his heart.
“The scenery here is so beautiful. I feel so happy every time I walk on this street with you.”
Alice said softly, her voice full of appreciation for this moment.
Clint smiled and responded:
“Yes, when I’m with you, I always feel a special kind of peace and happiness.”
They walked into an exquisite store, which was filled with all kinds of goods, from clothes to accessories to various small items for daily life. Alice was immediately attracted by the dazzling array of goods. She looked around the shelves and picked up a product from time to time to examine it carefully.
Clint followed her quietly, observing her reaction.
Every time she picked up a product, he would lean over to take a look and then give his suggestions or opinions. Their conversation was relaxed and pleasant, as if they had returned to that carefree youth.
33. Buy gifts (old version)
While shopping, Alice’s eyes were attracted by a piece of exquisite porcelain.
It was a white porcelain bowl with delicate blue patterns painted on it, which looked elegant and noble. She picked up the bowl and turned it gently, with a gleam of admiration in her eyes.
“This piece of porcelain is so beautiful. I have never seen such exquisite patterns.”
Alice exclaimed.
Clint came over and looked at the porcelain bowl in Alice’s hand, and he was also amazed. He knew that this porcelain was expensive, but what he valued more was Alice’s love for it.
“If you like it, buy it.”
Clint said softly, his voice full of tenderness and fondness.
Alice looked up at Clint, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes. She knew that this piece of porcelain was expensive, and she was not a person who liked to spend money recklessly. However, she really liked this piece of porcelain, and that liking came from the bottom of her heart.
“But… this porcelain is very expensive.”
Alice said hesitantly.
Clint smiled and shook his head:
“Don’t worry, I’ll give it to you. As long as you like it, it’s worth it.”
Alice felt a warm current in her heart when she heard this. She knew that Clint really wanted to give her this porcelain, and he really had the ability to buy it. She looked at Clint gratefully, with a touch of emotion in her eyes.
“Thank you, Clint. I really like this piece of china.”
Alice whispered, her voice full of gratitude and joy.
Seeing Alice’s happy face, Clint also felt extremely satisfied and happy. He knew that this porcelain was not just an object, but also a testimony and memory of their feelings. They smiled at each other, continued to select other products, and enjoyed this special time.
Until night fell, Clint and Alice walked into a warm and quaint tavern together. The tavern was filled with the aroma of wine and food, and the soft lights shone on the two of them, adding a bit of warmth to the night.
They sat by the window, ordered some of the tavern’s specialties, and began to enjoy this rare dinner time. However, Clint soon noticed that Alice was abnormal. There was a trace of sadness on her face, and her eyes revealed a trace of uneasiness and anxiety.
Clint gently put down the wine glass in his hand and asked with concern: “Alice, what’s wrong with you? You look a little unhappy.”
Alice was startled for a moment, then she sighed and spoke slowly: “Actually, I’ve been in some trouble recently.” Her voice was a little low, revealing her inner helplessness and distress.
“What’s troubling you so much?”
Clint asked softly, trying to soothe Alice’s emotions with his gentleness and patience.
Alice was silent for a moment, then slowly said:
“It’s my late husband Barry. He owed some foreign debts. Now those debt collectors come to my house from time to time to collect the debts, which makes me feel very embarrassed and uneasy.”
Her brows were furrowed, as if this matter had become a heavy burden on her heart.
Clint couldn’t help but feel a surge of sympathy and anger after hearing this. He understood how difficult Alice’s situation was, and at the same time he was angry at those unscrupulous debt collectors. He looked at Alice silently, with concern and support in his eyes.
“Alice, don’t worry.” Clint’s voice was soft but firm. “I will find a way to help you solve this problem. Those thugs should not let you suffer such pressure and trouble anymore.”
Alice looked up at Clint, with a hint of gratitude and surprise in her eyes. She didn’t expect Clint to lend a helping hand so readily, which made her feel extremely warm and relieved.
“Thank you, Clint.” Alice’s voice was a little choked up, “I really don’t know what I would do without you.”
Clint smiled and shook his head, “We don’t need to talk about this between us.”
In the next few days, Clint’s life seemed to be dominated by debt problems.
He went out early and came back late, running around and negotiating with the gangsters who were collecting debts. In each negotiation, he tried to find a solution that would protect Alice and be acceptable to the gangsters with a firm look and a calm mind.
During a heated negotiation, Clint exclaimed:
“You can’t treat a woman who has lost her husband like this!”
His voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction, and every word seemed to carry fire. He looked directly into the other person’s eyes, without flinching, showing unprecedented firmness and courage.
The hooligans didn’t buy it at first. They laughed at Clint’s weakness and even threatened him not to meddle in other people’s business. But Clint was not intimidated by their words. He continued to deal with them and fight for the rights of himself and Alice with wisdom and courage.
However, the atmosphere of the negotiation became increasingly tense, and the threats and ridicules from the gangsters became more rampant. At that moment, Clint made a move that shocked everyone. He suddenly pulled out a pistol and pointed it quickly and accurately at the leading gangster. His eyes were cold and firm, as if they could freeze the air around him.
The hooligans were stunned by this sudden move, and they retreated one after another, not daring to provoke easily. Clint took the opportunity to throw out a bag of gold coins, which drew a beautiful arc in the air and then fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
“This is your last chance.”
“Take this money and get out!”
“If you dare to cause trouble to Alice again, you will die without a burial place.”
His eyes revealed unquestionable determination and strength.
The thugs were intimidated by Clint’s majesty and courage. They lowered their heads and dared not resist anymore.
They picked up the gold coins on the ground and left the scene in shame.
At the same time, Alice gradually cheered up with Clint’s encouragement. She was no longer immersed in the pain and shadow of the past, but began to face life positively. She worked hard every day to earn more money to repay her debts. Whenever she felt tired or helpless, Clint always appeared by her side in time to give her encouragement and support.
“Alice, you have to believe that there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome.” Clint said to Alice softly during a dinner. He looked at her tired face and felt full of pity in his heart.
Alice raised her head, a determined gleam in her eyes.
“I know, Clint. With you by my side, I have the confidence to face everything.” She said with a smile, as if she had seen hope for the future.
34, Good News is Coming (Old Version)
One morning a few days later, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, casting patches of light into the room.
Clint opened the door and stepped into Alice’s home. His face was deeply tired, but his eyes were shining brightly, as if hiding some unknown joy.
He gently took off his coat and hung it on the hanger by the door, then slowly walked towards Alice who was sitting on the sofa. Although his steps were a little heavy, each step seemed so firm and powerful.
Alice looked up and saw Clint walking in. A bright smile instantly broke out on her face. She stood up and walked towards Clint, her eyes full of anticipation and curiosity.
Clint approached her and took a deep breath, as if to calm his inner excitement. He opened his mouth and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
“Alice, I have good news for you.”
Alice looked at him, curiosity glittering in her eyes.
“What’s the good news?”
She asked quietly, her voice full of anticipation.
Clint smiled slightly, as if all his fatigue disappeared at this moment. He straightened his chest, took a deep breath, and then slowly spoke:
“Those debt collectors agreed that your late husband’s debts had nothing to do with you, and they promised not to harass you again.”
Although his voice was calm, every word seemed to carry power, which instantly calmed Alice’s heart. An incredible smile appeared on her face, and crystal tears flashed in her eyes.
“Really? Clint, this… this is great!”
Alice said excitedly, her voice trembling a little, but full of gratitude and joy.
She hugged Clint suddenly and snuggled tightly in his arms. She buried her head in his chest, as if she wanted to pour out all her gratitude and joy. Clint also hugged her tightly with his hands, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, as if all his efforts had been rewarded.
After a long while, Alice raised her head and looked into Clint’s eyes. Her eyes were full of gratitude and respect, as if she wanted to concentrate all her emotions in this moment.
“Clint, I really don’t know how to thank you.”
She whispered, her voice full of sincerity and gratitude.
Clint smiled slightly, shook his head and said:
“There’s no need to say this between us. I just want you to live a happy and peaceful life.”
His voice was full of tenderness and care, as if it could dispel all the haze.
Alice felt a warm feeling in her heart as she listened to his words.
She knew that she had met someone who truly cared about her, and this feeling was more precious than any wealth.
She hugged Clint tightly again, as if she wanted to keep this gratitude and happiness in her heart forever.
But happiness is always as short-lived as a meteor, and beauty is fleeting. Clint’s group suddenly called him back and he had to return immediately. This news was like a heavy bomb, instantly breaking the peace and happiness that had just been established between the two.
On the platform of the train station, the crowd was bustling, and the train whistle echoed in the air, reminding people of the upcoming departure. Clint stood beside the train that was about to depart, looking at Alice with complicated eyes. She stood opposite him, holding a delicate box in both hands. It was a brooch that she had treasured for many years, and it was the only souvenir her mother left her.
Alice took a deep breath, as if trying to calm the waves in her heart. She slowly opened the box, took out the shining brooch, and gently handed it to Clint. Her fingers trembled slightly, and her eyes flashed with reluctance and determination:
“Clint, this is the brooch my mother left me, and I have always treasured it. Now, I give it to you.”
Clint took the brooch and could feel the coolness and Alice’s body temperature. He looked up at Alice, her eyes were full of affection and reluctance:
“Alice, this is too valuable. I can’t accept it.”
Alice shook her head slightly, her voice choking:
“No, Clint, you must accept it. This is my promise and belief to you. No matter where you go, no matter who you are, I will be here waiting for you to come back.”
Clint was deeply moved by Alice’s words, and he felt a warm current in his heart. He held the brooch tightly, as if he could feel Alice’s love and expectations:
“Thank you, Alice. I will treasure this brooch. I will also come back as soon as possible and won’t keep you waiting too long.”
The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of expectations and faith for the future. However, the time of parting had come. Clint turned and walked towards the train, his steps firm but a little heavy. He looked back at Alice from time to time, until the train slowly started moving and her figure gradually disappeared from his sight.
“Be careful, Clint!”
Alice shouted, her voice floating on the wind.
Clint stood at the junction of the carriages and looked back, only to see Alice’s figure getting smaller and smaller until she disappeared into the crowd. An inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, including reluctance, emotion, and determination for the future.
“I will, Alice. Wait till I get back.”
He said softly, then sat back in his seat and closed his eyes. He held the brooch tightly in his hand, as if he could feel Alice’s love and expectations.
The train sped along the rails, carrying Clint and Alice’s thoughts and beliefs, heading for an unknown distance. But their hearts were closely connected, and no matter how far the distance was, they could not cut off their emotions and concerns for each other.
Clint returned to the group and just stepped into the familiar camp. Before he could put down his luggage, he was blocked by a hurried and anxious figure.
It was Abigail, her face full of worry and her eyes revealing deep concern for someone.
Abigail hurried forward and grabbed Clint’s sleeve, her voice full of anxiety:
“Clint, you’re finally back! Jack…he’s been in a very low mood, and he’s become very quiet. I’m worried that something might go wrong if he continues like this.”
Clint couldn’t help but frown when he heard this. He turned to look at Abigail, and saw worry and expectation flashing in her eyes. He gently patted Abigail’s shoulder, trying to calm her down:
“Abby, hold on, tell me what happened?”
Abigail took a deep breath and said slowly:
“Since John left, Jack has become much quieter. As his father, John almost ignores Jack. I know he has his own difficulties, but Jack is a child after all, and he needs his father’s love and company. I tried to talk to Jack, but he always avoided the topic. I really don’t know what to do.”
Clint couldn’t help but feel a complex emotion after listening to Abigail’s story. He knew that John’s departure was a heavy blow to Jack, and as a member of the group, he also had the responsibility to care for and help Jack. He pondered for a moment, then raised his head, his eyes revealing determination:
“Abby, I understand. I’ll go talk to Jack and take him out for a walk. Maybe that will make him feel better.”
35, Back to the Gang (Old Version)
Abigail heard Clint’s words, and a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes:
“Thank you, Clint. I’m sure you can do this.”
With that, she turned and walked away, leaving Clint standing there alone.
Clint looked at Abigail’s departing back, and his heart could not help but ripple. He knew that this mission was not easy. But he also knew that he could not disappoint Abigail’s expectations, and he could not let Jack continue to be immersed in sadness. He took a deep breath and turned to walk towards Jack’s residence.
The door of Jack’s room was half-open, with a faint light coming through. Clint gently pushed the door open and walked in. Jack was sitting on the bed, staring out the window with empty eyes, as if he was lost in thought. Clint walked over to him and gently patted his shoulder:
“Jack, let’s go for a walk.”
Jack was startled by the sudden voice. He turned around and saw Clint, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly: “Okay.”
The two walked out of the room and came to the open space of the camp. The starry sky at night was particularly bright, as if it could illuminate the darkness in people’s hearts. Clint took Jack for a stroll in the open space, stopping from time to time to appreciate the surrounding scenery. He tried to divert Jack’s attention with his words and actions, so that he could forget the troubles in his heart.
However, Jack didn’t seem to appreciate it. He remained silent and perfunctorily answered Clint’s questions. Clint didn’t give up. He continued to care for and comfort Jack in his own way. He told stories about his childhood and shared his life experiences, hoping to resonate with Jack and interest him.
Gradually, Jack began to open up his heart. He told Clint about his troubles and confusions, and expressed his longing for his father. Clint listened quietly to Jack’s inner voice, feeling his inner pain and struggle. He gently stroked Jack’s hair, giving him warmth and comfort:
“Jack, I know you’re sad now. But you have to believe that your father is silently caring about you somewhere. He will come back, it’s just a matter of time.”
When Jack heard Clint’s words, tears flashed in his eyes. He held Clint’s hand tightly, as if he had found a harbor to rely on: “Thank you, Clint. I… I don’t know how to say it.”
Clint smiled and patted Jack’s shoulder, “It’s okay, Jack. We’re all friends. I’ll always be there for you.”
The two of them strolled under the starry sky, talking about each other’s thoughts and dreams.
Clint returned to the camp, exhausted physically and mentally after a busy day. However, things seemed to happen one after another. That evening, when Clint was out delivering moonshine, he unexpectedly met John on a remote road.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on John’s face, reflecting his complicated expression. He was wearing a worn leather jacket, and his eyes revealed a bit of vicissitudes and fatigue. When their eyes met, John showed an awkward smile on his face.
“Clint, I didn’t expect to meet you here.” John’s voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn’t spoken for a long time.
Clint looked at him coldly and did not respond immediately. He remembered the hurt that John had caused Jack by leaving without saying goodbye, and that pain was still deeply engraved in Jack’s heart. However, he also knew that now was not the time to dwell on the past. He needed to stay calm and properly handle the situation at hand.
“What do you want from me?” Clint finally asked, a hint of indifference in his voice.
John hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind: “I heard that you are shipping illegal liquor recently, and your business is good. I would like to invite you to join our train robbery plan.”
Clint frowned when he heard this. He didn’t expect John to make such a request. He knew that robbing a train was an extremely dangerous act, and if it failed, the consequences would be disastrous. However, he also understood John’s situation and difficulties. He might really need the money to solve the problem.
“Robbery of a train?” Clint repeated, his tone revealing a hint of surprise and confusion.
John nodded, his eyes flashing with determination: “Yes, rob the train. We have been planning for a long time. As long as we succeed, we can get a lot of money.”
Clint was silent for a moment. He knew it was a difficult decision. On the one hand, he didn’t want to be with John, let alone participate in such dangerous behavior; on the other hand, he also knew that Jack needed his care and love, and he couldn’t just abandon him.
At this moment, John suddenly stretched out a hand and put it on Clint’s shoulder: “I know you may still be angry with me, but please believe me, this plan to rob the train is really important. Moreover, I promise to protect your and Jack’s safety.”
Clint felt the warmth and strength from John’s palm, and his heart could not help but ripple. He knew John was a man of love and righteousness, and he left Jack out of helplessness. However, he could not forgive him so easily, and he could not agree to his request so easily.
“I need to go back and think about it,” Clint said finally, with some hesitation and struggle in his voice.
John nodded, a trace of disappointment and helplessness on his face: “I understand your concerns and worries. But please believe me, this plan to rob the train is really important. If you are willing to join us, I would be very grateful.”
After saying that, John turned around and prepared to leave. However, the moment he turned around, Clint suddenly spoke: “I can join you, but I have conditions.”
John stopped and turned to look at Clint, his eyes flashing with anticipation and curiosity: “What conditions?”
Clint took a deep breath and then said slowly, “I have to go back to the camp and take care of Jack. He misses you, and I miss him too. I can’t just leave him alone in the camp.”
John was stunned when he heard this. He didn’t expect Clint to make such a condition. However, he also understood that this was Clint’s trust and care for him, and even more so, his love and responsibility for Jack. He looked at Clint deeply, then nodded: “I promise you.”
The atmosphere between the two of them instantly became relaxed. John stretched out his hand and shook hands with Clint, as if all the misunderstandings and barriers had disappeared at this moment. They smiled at each other, as if they had forgotten the grievances and entanglements of the past.
36, Train Robbery Plan (Old Version)
In the following days, Clint and John worked closely together like shadows to plan the train robbery. They sat in the corner of the camp, surrounded by dim lights and the jumping of the bonfire, and their faces looked extremely serious in the firelight.
John’s eyes flashed with alertness and cunning. Sometimes he lowered his head in thought, and sometimes he looked up into the distance, as if he was calculating the risks and benefits of every step.
His fingers kept sliding across the map, marking key locations and routes, and every movement seemed so precise and decisive.
Clint sat opposite him, his eyes focused and deep, as if he could see through the mist of time and see the direction of the future. Sometimes he frowned in thought, sometimes he nodded in agreement, and every decision was carefully considered. He clasped his hands tightly together, as if he was cheering himself up, and as if he was under great pressure.
“This place is the only way for the train to pass. We can set up an ambush here.”
John pointed to a point on the map and said, his voice low and powerful.
Clint nodded, frowning slightly:
“It’s a good position, but we need to make sure word doesn’t get out.”
“I have arranged the personnel, and they are all reliable.”
John replied, his eyes revealing confidence.
Clint said nothing more, but he knew it was not an easy task. They were facing a group of cunning enemies, and any small mistake could lead to failure. However, he also believed that as long as they worked together, they would be able to succeed.
During the planning process, Clint often thought of Jack. He imagined Jack playing carefree in the camp and his surprised expression when he saw him. These images made him feel warm and determined. He knew he couldn’t fail and couldn’t let Jack down.
Whenever Clint returns to the camp, he always goes to see Jack first. He brings some candies and toys to surprise and delight Jack. When he sees Jack’s innocent smile, all his tiredness and troubles disappear. He plays with Jack and listens to his stories and dreams. These times are the most precious to Clint and what he looks forward to the most.
However, he also knew that these moments were short-lived. He had to complete the train robbery plan as soon as possible to give Jack a better future. Therefore, while enjoying these moments, he also remained alert and focused at all times.
As time went on, the plan to rob the train gradually matured. The more prepared they were, the more confident they were that they would succeed. However, before the action, Clint felt a little uneasy. He was worried that his plan would fail and that it would put Jack in danger. This uneasiness prevented him from sleeping peacefully and from concentrating on other things.
During a late night conversation, John saw Clint’s concern. He gently patted Clint on the shoulder and said:
“Don’t worry, we will succeed. I have arranged everything, you just need to follow the plan.”
Clint looked up at John’s determined eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that John was a trustworthy person and he would definitely fulfill his promise.
He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
He knew he couldn’t lose faith or let Jack down.
During a late night conversation, John saw Clint’s worry. He gently patted Clint on the shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, we will succeed. I have arranged everything, you just need to follow the plan.”
Clint looked up at John’s determined eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that John was a trustworthy person and that he would definitely fulfill his promise. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He knew that he couldn’t lose confidence, and he couldn’t let Jack down.
On this day, the night was like a thick ink covering the earth, and the figures of Clint and John were particularly clear against the moonlight. They had just successfully robbed a train, which was full of loot, and they were excited and nervous. However, on the way back, a sudden crisis broke their peace.
In the distance, a carriage loaded with bootleg liquor slowly approached, the sound of horse hooves was particularly loud in the quiet night. Clint’s eyes instantly became sharp, he noticed the unusual heaviness of the carriage and the faint smell of liquor in the carriage. Years of experience told him that this was a rare treasure.
John also noticed the carriage, but his eyes were more wary and confused.
He pulled Clint’s sleeve and whispered:
“We’d better avoid it. What if it’s a trick?”
Clint shook his head slightly, his eyes gleaming with greed and adventure:
“This is a rare opportunity that we can’t miss. Don’t worry, I’ll be careful.”
After saying that, Clint rushed to the carriage without hesitation. He climbed onto the carriage nimbly and opened the door. The carriage was filled with barrels and the aroma of wine filled the air. Clint was delighted and quickly threw a few barrels of wine off the carriage.
However, at this moment, the owner of the carriage, Van der Rohe, discovered something unusual.
He rushed over roaring, waving the whip in his hand:
“Asshole! How dare you steal my wine!”
Vandro’s roar echoed in the night sky, his face full of anger and ferocity. He waved his whip, trying to drive Clint off the carriage. However, Clint was not afraid, he nimbly dodged Vandro’s attack and continued to throw barrels from the carriage.
37. Is this moonshine from Volvo? (Old version)
Seeing this, John quickly joined the battle.
He drew the pistol from his waist, his eyes flashing with determination and anger, and pointed the gun directly at the madly roaring Vanderro.
“You bastards, do you know whose wine you stole? This belongs to the owner of Volvo!”
Van der Roh roared, veins bulging on his face, as if he was going to tear apart the tranquility of the night.
“How dare you…”
Before Van der Roh’s roar could be fully uttered, it was interrupted by John’s gunshot.
“Bang!”
A gunshot pierced the night sky, and Vandero’s roar was instantly drowned out by the roar of the gunshot. He widened his eyes in horror, as if he couldn’t believe this sudden blow. His body shook a few times, then slowly fell to the ground, and the whip in his hand also fell loose.
On a moonlit night, John and Clint once again stood on the edge of crime. This time their target was a group of cattle with special marks, reserved for the nobility. With greed and cunning flashing in their eyes, they smiled at each other tacitly, and then quickly took action.
In the darkness, they approached the herd quietly. Clint nimbly climbed over the fence, and John followed closely behind. They drove the herd carefully, trying not to make any noise. However, just as they were about to succeed, they suddenly heard the sound of hurried horse hooves and the sirens of police cars in the distance.
“Oh no, we’ve been discovered!” John cursed under his breath, his face showing tension and anxiety.
Clint also realized the danger, and he quickly drew his gun, ready to fight the approaching enemy. However, their resistance did not seem to have much effect. Pinkerton detectives and a group of police officers quickly surrounded them and forced them into a dead end.
“Just surrender, you have nowhere to escape!” Detective Pinkerton’s voice was cold and ruthless. He held a pistol and pointed it at John and Clint.
John and Clint looked at each other, their eyes full of despair and unwillingness. However, they did not give up the idea of ​​resistance. They waved their weapons and tried to break out of the police’s encirclement. However, the police’s firepower was too dense, and they were soon forced back into a corner.
At this critical moment, the sound of horse hooves and gunshots suddenly came from afar. Darwin and Abigail rushed into the battlefield on horseback, and their appearance broke the deadlock.
Darwin held two guns, his eyes sharp and calm. He quickly glanced at the battlefield and then aimed at the Pinkerton detective. Abigail waved the whip in her hand and drove the cattle away.
“Just surrender, you have nowhere to escape!”
Detective Pinkerton’s voice was cold and heartless, and he held a pistol, pointing it at John and Clint.
In the secluded place deep in the forest, John and Clint were breathing heavily, their heartbeats had not yet completely calmed down. Darwin and Abigail seemed relatively calm, they knew that it was not the time to relax yet.
“We must leave this place immediately.” Darwin whispered, his eyes scanning the surroundings to make sure no pursuers were approaching.
Abigail nodded and quickly took out some dry food and water from the package and handed them to John and Clint: “Eat something and recover your strength. We have to find a more covert route to leave.”
John and Clint took the food and devoured it ravenously. They knew that this was a matter of life and death and they had to recover their strength as soon as possible.
After eating, the four of them took a short break and began to discuss the escape route. Darwin took out a map from his pocket and studied it carefully in the moonlight. He pointed to a mark on the map and said, “There is a small river here. We can go downstream along the river. There is a swamp there. The police carriage cannot enter.”
Abigail nodded in agreement. “That’s a good idea. We have to act quickly and leave this dense forest before daybreak.”
So the four of them quickly packed up and followed the route Darwin had specified, passing through the dense forest, carefully avoiding branches and thorns for fear of making any noise that would attract pursuers.
Under the moonlight, they came to the river. The water gurgled and made a pleasant sound. They walked downstream along the river bank, their steps light and quick.
Soon, they came to the swamp. The land here was low-lying and muddy, but it was this terrain that provided them with natural cover. They stepped on the muddy ground and moved forward with difficulty.
Just as they were about to walk out of the swamp, they heard the sound of horse hooves and dog barking in the distance. They were startled, knowing that the police had caught up with them.
“Hurry! Speed ​​up!” Darwin shouted in a low voice. He was the first to rush out of the swamp and fled into the distance.
Abigail followed closely behind, she looked back at John and Clint, motioning them to follow. John and Clint also tried their best to follow closely behind.
They passed through meadows and woods and finally came to an open area at dawn. Here, far away from the dense forests and swamps, the police could no longer track them.
The four of them stopped and looked back, only to see the sky gradually turning pale.
They knew that they had finally escaped the police and gained temporary safety.
38, New Camp (Old Version)
When Clint returned to the camp, night had already fallen. The bonfire jumped in the night, reflecting every tired and alert face. He stood in the middle of the camp, looking around, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. After the train incident and the cattle selling incident, the Zhanmadi where they were located had become unsafe, as if the air was filled with the breath of danger.
He took a deep breath, walked in front of the group, and said in a low but firm voice: “We have to move.”
As soon as this was said, the camp exploded. Some people agreed, believing that frequent conflicts and pursuits had made it impossible for them to live in peace; while others objected, believing that moving was too troublesome and that the new place might not be safe.
“Moving? We’ve lived here for so long, why do we have to move suddenly?”
A burly man named Aru stood up with a frown on his face, obviously dissatisfied with Clint’s proposal.
“Alu, listen to me.”
Clint walked up to him, his eyes determined.
“The train incident and the cattle-selling incident have attracted the attention of the police. They will not let us go. If we continue to stay here, they will find us sooner or later. We have to find a new place and start over.”
Aru’s eyes widened, as if he was shocked by Clint’s words. He was silent for a moment, then shook his head:
“I don’t think moving is a good idea. We have built our home here, why should we give it up so easily?”
At this time, Darwin stood up. He was tall, with a stern face and a look of unquestionable majesty. He walked in front of the crowd and spoke in a loud and powerful voice:
“I support Clint’s decision. We can’t just sit there and wait for death. The police are on our doorstep and they will come anytime. We have to take the initiative and find a safer place.”
“But……”
Aru wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Darwin:
“No buts! We can no longer just take care of ourselves like before. We are responsible for the safety of the entire camp. If we don’t move, the entire camp will be in danger.”
Darwin’s words made everyone fall into deep thought. They knew that what Darwin said was true, but they were also afraid of the fear of the unknown. After all, moving means leaving the familiar environment and facing unknown challenges.
At this moment, Abigail stood up. She walked in front of everyone with a gentle smile on her face:
“I believe in Clint and Darwin’s decision. We can no longer let fear hold us back. We must face the future bravely and find a home that truly belongs to us.”
Abigail’s words warmed everyone’s heart. Her words were full of courage, which made people feel an inexplicable power.
Gradually, more people began to support Clint and Darwin’s decision. They knew that only by facing the future bravely could they find a real way out.
Thus, a tense moving operation began.
As night fell, the moving operation began quietly under the faint moonlight.
In the camp, people’s busy figures interweave into a tense and orderly picture.
First, Aru led a few strong men to dismantle the tents. They untied the ropes skillfully, gently slid the canvas off the bracket, and then folded it carefully. Everyone was concentrating, fearing that one careless mistake would damage these precious shelters. The tents were piled up into a small hill under the moonlight, waiting to be moved to the new camp.
Meanwhile, Abigail and the other women were busy packing their bags. They packed clothes, food, tools, etc. one by one, making sure everything was in order. Abigail carefully checked each package to make sure nothing was missing. Her eyes revealed a maternal tenderness and firmness. She knew that these bags carried all their belongings and could not be sloppy at all.
On the other side of the camp, Clint and several young men were driving the livestock. They waved their whips, making crisp sounds, and guided the cattle and sheep to the new camp. The livestock seemed to be able to sense the upcoming changes. They lowered their heads to eat grass uneasily and made low noises from time to time.
Darwin stood aside, calmly observing the entire move. He glanced at everyone, making sure that everyone was doing their job conscientiously. His face was expressionless, but his eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he could see through everything.
As time went by, the moving operation gradually reached its climax. People began to carry tents and bags, which were carefully loaded onto horse-drawn and ox-drawn carts and then slowly driven to the new camp. During the march, someone would occasionally give instructions or shouts to ensure that the entire team could move forward in an orderly manner.
At the end of the team, some children and old people sat on the carriages, their faces full of expectation and anxiety. The children looked around curiously and laughed from time to time; while the old people prayed silently, hoping that this move would be completed smoothly and let them live a stable life in the new camp.
On the way to move, Clint and Charles walked side by side, carrying heavy luggage on their shoulders, and the road under their feet was bumpy. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, lengthening their shadows, making them look tired and lonely.
As they marched silently, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats and frightened shouts broke the silence around them. Clint and Charles immediately became alert, slowed down their pace, and looked in the direction of the sound.
Not far away, a carriage was swaying on the bumpy road. Several bandits in ragged clothes were surrounding the carriage, waving their weapons and threatening the passengers. The coachman struggled to protect the people in the carriage, but it was obvious that he was powerless.
Clint frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He instinctively wanted to step forward to help, but reason told him that the current situation was not optimistic for them. They were busy moving, and if they were involved in this fight, it might delay the entire team’s journey.
Charles noticed the change in Clint’s expression. He patted Clint on the shoulder and said softly, “Clint, we can’t just sit there and do nothing. These bandits are so rampant. If we don’t stop them, they will hurt more people.”
Clint was silent for a moment, then nodded. He knew Charles was right, and he had never really thought of escaping. He took a deep breath, then drew the knife from his waist, ready to rush to the carriage.
“Wait, Clint.” Charles stopped him and took out a rifle from his luggage. “We have to be careful. These bandits are outnumbered and we can’t fight them head-on.”
39. Complete this mission (old version)
Clint nodded and took the rifle from Charles. The two approached the carriage cautiously, looking for the best time to attack.
The passengers in the carriage were already in a panic. They screamed and struggled, trying to escape from the robbers. Among them, a middle-aged man, his wife and two children were particularly eye-catching. They hugged each other tightly, their eyes full of despair and fear.
Clint felt a surge of sympathy. He knew that if these robbers continued to wreak havoc, these innocent people would suffer even more harm. He took a deep breath, then aimed at one of the robbers and pulled the trigger.
“Bang!” A gunshot rang out, and the robber fell to the ground. The other robbers were frightened by the gunshot and fled in all directions, but soon someone came to his senses and attacked Clint and Charles.
Clint and Charles went forward fearlessly, brandishing their weapons and engaging in a fierce fight with the robbers. After a fierce battle, they finally drove all the robbers back.
The passengers on the carriage got off one after another and expressed their gratitude to Clint and Charles. The middle-aged man held Clint’s hand tightly, tears flashing in his eyes: “Thank you, you saved our family’s lives.”
Clint smiled slightly, shook his head and said, “You’re welcome. We just did what we were supposed to do.”
After hearing what Charles said, the middle-aged man’s eyes flashed with gratitude. He held Charles’ hand tightly and said in a trembling voice:
“Thank you. We…we really don’t know how to repay your kindness.”
Charles smiled and shook his head:
“There’s no need to repay. We just want to do our part to help those in need. In this world, everyone deserves to be treated kindly.”
The middle-aged man’s wife also came forward, holding her two children, her eyes full of gratitude and respect. She bowed deeply to Clint and Charles, and then said in unfluent language:
“You are our lifesavers, and we will always remember your kindness.”
The two children followed their mother’s example and bowed to Clint and Charles. Although there was still traces of fear on their faces, there was a hint of warmth and trust in their eyes.
Clint looked at the family, and his desire to protect them became stronger. He knew that they might face more challenges and difficulties in this strange land. However, as long as they united as one and helped each other, nothing could stop them from moving forward.
So Clint stepped forward and said to the middle-aged man:
“Just follow us. We will provide you with food and shelter until you find a safe place.”
The middle-aged man was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes after hearing what Clint said. He thanked Clint and Charles again, and then joined their team with his family.
In the following days, the middle-aged man and his family lived and worked together with Clint and Charles’ team. They helped and supported each other and faced challenges and difficulties in life together. In the process, they not only established a deep friendship, but also felt the power of unity and mutual assistance.
After several days of hard work, they finally moved from the hidden Janmadi to the camp on Kasga Grass.
The new camp is located in a valley with a rugged terrain, surrounded by lush trees and wild flowers, and the air is filled with fresh air. It is a place with few people and seems to be isolated from the world, which is exactly the ideal hiding place in their hearts.
When they stood in the new camp, everyone felt an unprecedented sense of relief and satisfaction. Their faces were filled with smiles and their eyes were shining with hope. They knew that this was the result of their joint efforts and also their new beginning.
Clint stood on a high ground, looking into the distance. A long-lost smile appeared on his face, and his eyes sparkled with expectation and longing for the future. He took a deep breath, feeling the tranquility and peace brought by the new camp. He knew that as long as they united as one and faced the future bravely, nothing could stop them from moving forward.
Darwin walked over to Clint, patted him on the shoulder, and praised, “Clint, you did a great job. We found a new home.”
Clint looked back at Darwin, his eyes sparkling with gratitude. He smiled and said:
“Darwin, we could not have accomplished this move without your support and wisdom. You are our leader and our soul.”
Darwin smiled, shook his head and said:
“No, we are a team. Everyone plays an important role. I am very happy to see everyone is so satisfied and hopeful now.”
They smiled at each other, and then looked at the busy crowd. Abigail was instructing several women to set up tents, with a gentle smile on her face and a maternal glow in her eyes. She carefully checked every detail to ensure that the tent could stand firmly on the ground.
Several young men were driving the livestock, waving their whips, making crisp sounds. Their faces were filled with youthful energy and vigor, as if they were full of infinite expectations for the future.
Some children were playing on the grass. Their laughter added endless joy and vitality to the entire camp.
Darwin and Clint stood side by side at the edge of the new camp, looking out at the magnificent scenery of the Kaska grassland. In the distance, the mountains looked vast and deep under the afterglow of the setting sun, and in the near distance, the emerald green grassland spread out at their feet like a huge velvet carpet.
As the breeze blows, the tips of the grass sway gently, as if telling the antiquity and mystery of this land.
Darwin took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air, and a satisfied and peaceful smile appeared on his face. He turned to look at Clint, who was also deeply attracted by the scenery, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
“It’s really beautiful here.”
Darwin said softly, his voice thick with emotion.
Clint nodded without saying anything, but his eyes showed the same feeling. He looked into the distance, as if recalling the hardships and difficulties they had gone through.
From Janmadi to Kasga Grass, they experienced countless difficulties and challenges, but it was these experiences that made them cherish the beautiful scenery before them even more.
“We really did it.”
Clint finally spoke, a tremor in his voice.
Darwin nodded, knowing what Clint meant.
40, Brother Bit (old version)
Clint, Darwin and others arrived in the town. In Clint’s team, Uncle Bit has always been known for his laziness.
He always wandered slowly around the camp, a pipe in his mouth, his eyes revealing a kind of indifference to life.
However, such a lazy person on weekdays suddenly became extremely excited one morning. There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, as if he had found new fun.
When Bit got up that morning, the tiredness on his face was swept away, replaced by an irrepressible excitement. He quickly finished his breakfast and hurried to the team’s camp, his steps were so light that he seemed to be dancing. As soon as he saw the younger brothers in the team, he immediately approached them mysteriously, with an unprecedented light in his eyes.
“Brothers, I have a bold plan!” Bit lowered his voice, his voice full of temptation, “What we are going to do this time is to rob a carriage!”
The brothers looked at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces. A carriage? They usually robbed small vendors, so how could they dare to rob a carriage? But Bit didn’t seem to care about their reactions, and continued to describe his plan with his hands and feet dancing.
“Just think about it, what’s loaded on that carriage? Gold coins, jewels, and other treasures of the rich! As long as we succeed once, we can live a carefree life for a few years!” Bit became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had already seen the mountains of wealth.
The younger brothers were somewhat moved by his words, but they still had doubts in their hearts. They asked questions one after another, wanting to know more details. Bit patiently answered them one by one, and his tone was full of confidence, as if everything was under his control.
“We have to find a remote place to do it. We can’t give the carriage a chance to send out a distress signal.”
Bit explained the action plan in detail.
“Then, we must act quickly and decisively, not giving the guards time to react.”
As the brothers listened to Bit’s plan, their doubts gradually dissipated.
They were infected by Bit’s enthusiasm and began to imagine the wonderful life after the successful robbery. Although they knew that this action was extremely risky, under Bit’s encouragement, they decided to take the risk.
In this way, under Bit’s instigation, several of his brothers half-believed and half-doubtedly followed him on this dangerous road. They were filled with fear of the unknown and a desire for wealth. But Bit stood at the front of the team with a smug smile on his face, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.
However, things did not go as smoothly as Beet imagined. The carriage they chose was not an ordinary freight vehicle, but a high-end carriage produced by Volvo.
This carriage not only looks gorgeous, but also has a strong security force. Several uniformed guards are guarding the carriage closely, each of them looks well-trained and sharp-eyed.
Before Bit and his group got close to the carriage, they were discovered by the guards.
The guards responded quickly, waving their weapons and shouting to stop them. Bit panicked when he saw this, but he still pretended to be calm and tried to distract the guards with words. He smiled calmly and said:
“Haha, don’t be nervous, we just want to borrow some money to spend.”
However, the guards were not fooled by his words. They quickly surrounded Bit and his group. Facing a powerful enemy, Bit and his men began to panic. They waved their weapons in a panic, trying to break out.
However, due to the huge disparity in strength, they were quickly subdued by the guards.
In the twilight of dusk, Bit was escorted by a group of uniformed soldiers on their way back to the camp.
His steps were heavy and weak, and every step seemed like he was carrying a heavy burden.
The originally excited face had now lost all its color, and was as pale as a piece of white paper. The sweat beads on the forehead flickered slightly in the breeze, like dewdrops trembling on a lotus leaf.
His eyes, which once sparkled with cunning and confidence, now became empty and deep, as if they had swallowed up all the light and hope.
His pupils reflected deep fear and despair, an indescribable despair, as if he had foreseen his own tragic fate that he could not escape.
The brothers who followed him were also struggling in this vortex of fear. Their bodies were shaking in the cold wind, as if they were cut by an icy blade. Their eyes were filled with panic, a kind of fear they had never experienced before. They probably never thought that they would one day fall into such a situation.
“It’s over, it’s over. This time it’s really a big deal.”
Bit’s heart was filled with regret and self-blame. He regretted why he had planned this robbery on a whim, and he blamed himself for why he had taken his brothers on the risk.
Just when they were about to fall into the abyss of despair, two figures suddenly appeared in their sight. They were Darwin and Clint, and their appearance was like a beam of light in the darkness, illuminating these lost souls.
“Let them go!”
Darwin’s voice echoed in the empty wilderness. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of unquestionable power. The soldiers were frightened by his momentum and stopped one after another.
When Bit heard Darwin’s voice, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the familiar figure, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration. He knew that Darwin and Clint were his last hope.
“Darwin, Clint, you…” Bit’s voice trembled a little. He wanted to say something but didn’t know where to start.
“Don’t talk, Bit.” Darwin interrupted Bit. He walked up to Bit, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder. “We will take you and the brothers out.”
Bit was moved by Darwin’s words, and his eyes were a little wet. He knew that Darwin and Clint were his true friends, and they would stand by him in the most dangerous times.
Clint didn’t waste any time. He walked directly in front of the soldiers and pushed them away with his powerful strength. The soldiers were frightened by his momentum and took a few steps back. Clint took the opportunity to rescue Bit and his brothers from the soldiers.
During the escape, Bit followed closely behind Darwin and Clint. He looked at their determined backs, and his heart was filled with gratitude and admiration. He knew that without them, he and his brothers might have been in a desperate situation. On the way to escape, the night was like a heavy curtain, covering everything on the earth. They hurried their steps, and their hearts were filled with anxiety and uneasiness.
41, Never Give Up (Old Version)
Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats in front of them, followed by the shouts of soldiers. Darwin immediately stopped and signaled everyone to hide. They quickly hid in the grass by the roadside, holding their breath and nervously observing the movements around them.
“It’s the pursuers!” Clint whispered, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
Beetee’s heartbeat quickened, and he felt his hands trembling slightly. He knew he had to stay calm and not cause any trouble for Darwin and Clint.
“Don’t be afraid, Beetee.” Darwin turned to look at Beetee, his eyes full of encouragement, “We will find a way.”
Beat nodded, trying to calm himself down. He took a deep breath and tried not to look too nervous.
The pursuers were getting closer and closer, and the sound of their horses’ hooves and shouts became clearer and clearer. Darwin and Clint looked at each other, and a trace of determination flashed in their eyes. They knew that they had to make some sacrifices to buy a chance for others to escape.
“You go first, I’ll stay and delay time.” Darwin whispered. His voice was calm but full of determination.
“No, I’ll stay!” Clint immediately retorted, “You are the leader of the team, you can’t take risks.”
“This is an order!” Darwin’s voice suddenly became stern, “You leave quickly, I will deal with them!”
Clint wanted to say something else, but Darwin had already made his decision. He turned and walked towards the pursuers with a calm smile on his face.
“Darwin!” Beetee suddenly shouted, with a hint of tears in his voice, “You can’t…”
“Go, Bit!” Darwin didn’t look back, his voice echoing in the night, “Remember, you are a responsible person, you have to live for everyone.”
Bit was shocked by Darwin’s words, and he felt a warm current in his heart. He knew that he could not disappoint Darwin’s expectations, and he had to live for everyone.
“Walk!”
Clint pulled up Bit’s hand and ran into the depths of darkness. Their hearts were filled with gratitude and respect, for they knew Darwin was using his life to buy them a chance to escape.
On the way to escape, they encountered more difficulties and dangers. But no matter what difficulties they encountered, Clint always remained calm and firm. He used his wisdom and strength to resolve the crisis again and again.
Beetee whispered in the darkness,
“If it weren’t for you, I would have given up long ago.”
“Don’t say that.”
“We are friends and brothers. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we will face them together.”
On a quiet night, the moonlight shone through the sparse clouds into the jungle. Bet, Darwin and Clint sat around the campfire. The flames danced, reflecting their tired but determined faces.
There was an unprecedented light in Bit’s eyes, which was the courage and confidence rekindled after going through hardships.
He stared at the fire and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the fresh air in the night into his lungs to wash away his previous fear and anxiety. He clenched his hands, as if he was feeling the strength from his heart. He knew that he was no longer the impulsive and selfish boy.
Darwin sat on the left side of Bit, his eyes were deep and firm, as if they could penetrate people’s souls. He looked at Bit, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a hint of encouragement. His voice was steady and powerful, like a clear spring in the mountains, giving people a sense of security.
“Bit, we have all experienced hardships, but it is these hardships that make us stronger.” Darwin’s voice echoed in the night sky. “You have to believe in yourself. You will definitely become a better person.”
Bit turned to look at Darwin, his eyes full of gratitude. He nodded, his voice trembling a little: “I know, Darwin. This time I really understand. I can’t be as impulsive and selfish as before. I have to learn to think about others and become a responsible person.”
Clint sat on the right side of Bit, watching the two talk silently without interrupting. But his eyes revealed his firm support and trust for Bit. He put his hands on his knees, tapping his fingers lightly, as if to cheer for his friend.
Suddenly, Bit stood up and bowed deeply to express his gratitude to Darwin and Clint. His voice was a little choked: “Thank you, Darwin, Clint. If it weren’t for you, I might have…”
Darwin interrupted him and said, “Bit, we are friends and brothers. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we will face them together. We were able to successfully escape this time because we are united.”
Clint also stood up, walked over to Bit and patted him on the shoulder. His eyes were full of encouragement and support: “Bit, you’ve done a great job. We all know you have a lot to learn and grow, but you’ve taken an important step. We believe you can become a better person.”
When Bit heard this, tears flashed in his eyes. He looked up at the starry sky and took a deep breath. He knew he still had a lot of shortcomings, but he was determined to become a better person. He looked at Darwin and Clint with gratitude, then sat back down by the fire.
The three of them sat around the fire, the firelight reflecting their determined and deep faces. They began to talk about their dreams and future plans. Bit said he wanted to be a responsible person and contribute to society; Darwin said he wanted to continue exploring the world and find more unknowns; and Clint said he wanted to be an excellent warrior to protect his home and family.
Their conversation echoed in the night sky, full of vision and expectation for the future. They knew the road ahead was still long, but they were ready to meet all challenges. Because they knew that as long as they were united, nothing could stop them from moving forward.
Time passed unnoticed, and the night deepened. The three of them still sat around the fire, chatting and laughing. Their laughter echoed in the night sky and spread far and wide…
At this time, Darwin suddenly stood up, dusted himself off, and stretched himself: “Okay, brothers, it’s getting late. We should rest. There are more important things waiting for us to do tomorrow.”
Clint stood up as well and nodded, “Yeah Darwin is right. We really should rest.”
Beetee also stood up. He looked at Darwin and Clint and nodded: “Okay, let’s take a break.”
So the three of them returned to their tents to rest. They lay on the bed, exhausted physically but filled with joy and satisfaction. Because they knew that this experience had made them stronger and more united. They knew that as long as they were united, nothing could stop them from moving forward.
Under the cover of night, the camp gradually became quiet, with only the fire still flickering and emitting a faint light.
42, Welcome to Sheng Dennis (Old Version)
After Bit’s accident, the team’s atmosphere became more solemn and united.
The residents who originally acted independently seemed to be tied together by an invisible rope at this moment, and their eyes revealed an unprecedented tacit understanding.
Whenever night falls, the street lights seem to become brighter, illuminating this group that once had cracks but is now becoming increasingly close.
Clint and Darwin sat in their secret base, the dim light reflecting their deep outlines. In front of them was a map with their previous actions and future plans marked in red.
Clint’s fingers slid lightly across the map, as if he was looking for his next target. His eyes were focused and sharp, as if he could see through everything.
Darwin seemed more calm. He silently observed Clint’s actions and occasionally offered some suggestions. His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be carefully considered. Although the conversation between the two was brief, every sentence revealed the tacit understanding and trust between them.
At this moment, there was a light knock on the door. Clint and Darwin looked at each other, with a hint of alertness in their eyes. They quickly put away the map, tidied the table, and let the Pinkerton detective into the room.
The appearance of Pinkerton Detective broke the silence in the room. He was wearing a dark windbreaker and a wide-brimmed hat, and he looked mysterious and majestic. His eyes were sharp and deep, as if he could see through people’s hearts. He glanced around the room, and then his eyes fell on Clint and Darwin.
“I heard you were after Mac,” Detective Pinkerton said straight to the point, his voice calm and powerful, without any hesitation.
Clint and Darwin looked at each other and nodded. Clint stood up, walked over to the Pinkerton detective and held out his hand.
“Yes, we are looking for Macka’s whereabouts.” Clint’s voice was firm and powerful, and every word he said revealed his determination to hunt down his target.
Detective Pinkerton shook Clint’s hand and nodded slightly. His eyes flashed with appreciation, but soon returned to calm.
“I know what you are capable of,” Detective Pinkerton continued, “and I hope to work with you to hunt down Macka.”
Clint and Darwin looked at each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes. They didn’t expect the Pinkerton detective to take the initiative to cooperate. But they quickly regained their composure and began to seriously consider the proposal.
“Why should we cooperate with you?” Darwin finally asked. Although his voice was calm, his tone revealed his doubts about the Pinkerton detective.
Detective Pinkerton smiled and pulled a document out of his pocket. He handed it to Clint and Darwin and explained, “This is the latest intelligence on Macka. I believe that only if we work together can we find his whereabouts faster.”
“Okay.” Clint finally spoke, his words revealing a firmness that came from careful consideration. He raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of the Pinkerton detective. The eyes that were once full of vigilance and scrutiny now flashed with a light of cooperation.
Clint showed a subtle sense of relief on his face, as if a burden in his heart had finally been lifted. He knew that working with the Pinkerton detective would be an unknown challenge, but also a rare opportunity. He straightened his chest slightly and leaned forward, expressing his importance and determination for the next task.
Darwin quietly observed the exchange between Clint and Detective Pinkerton, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He nodded slightly, indicating his approval of Clint’s decision. Although Darwin’s action was simple, it revealed his trust in Clint and his support for cooperation.
“We do need more resources and information to hunt down Macca.” Darwin spoke slowly. His voice was low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate people’s hearts. “And the joining of Pinkerton Detective will undoubtedly bring us these.”
Darwin’s words were brief but full of weight. He knew that cooperation with Pinkerton detectives would bring more than just intelligence and resources, but more importantly, trust and tacit understanding. They all knew that only by joining forces could they defeat Macka, the cunning and powerful enemy.
Clint and Darwin looked at each other, and their eyes revealed a firm belief. They knew that this decision was not easy, but it was also a necessary decision. They believed that as long as they worked together, nothing could stop them from moving forward.
Detective Pinkerton looked at them with admiration in his eyes. He knew that he had found two trustworthy partners. He extended his hand and shook hands with Clint and Darwin one by one, expressing his expectation and confidence in this cooperation.
“Then let’s start our cooperation based on this information.”
Detective Pinkerton said, handing the documents in his hand to Clint and Darwin.
“I believe that we will be able to successfully hunt down Macca.”
Darwin and Clint came to Sen Denis,
This charming city exudes its unique charm.
Its prosperous scene is like a passionate and exquisite upper-class song.
Neat streets run through the entire city, like lines on a musical score, guiding the busy and orderly traffic. On both sides of the street, exquisite houses stand, each of which seems to have been carefully polished, showing the perfect fusion of industry and art.
The city is not only an industrial center, but also a place full of vitality and creativity.
The roar of the machines in the factories and the busy figures of the workers constitute the unique melody of this city. The pedestrians, vehicles and shops on the streets are like the harmony and instruments in this song, together interpreting the prosperity and vitality of Sheng Denis.
The prosperity of the city is like a classy song, with melodious melody and brisk rhythm.
At Sheng Dennis, you can feel a unique atmosphere that has both the weight of history and the vitality and passion of modern times.
People are busy walking in the streets and alleys, their faces filled with happy smiles, as if this city is the source of their happiness.
Saint Denis is not only famous for its industrial strength, but also attracts countless tourists with its unique urban style and cultural atmosphere.
The architectural style here is unique, with both modern and traditional charm.
At the same time, the city also pays attention to environmental protection and cultural heritage, allowing people to feel the beauty of nature and the thickness of history while enjoying modern civilization.
43, Raymond and Macka? (Old version)
Inside Dennis’s tavern, the dim lights flickered in the smoke, as if even the air was filled with the spiciness of liquor and the bitterness of tobacco.
Clint and Darwin sat at a shabby poker table, their eyes as sharp as hawks, staring closely at the cards in their hands and every subtle movement of the strange man opposite them.
The strange man’s name was Raymond. His originally calm face now had an unnatural smile on it. His fingers lightly slid across the cards, seemingly casually, but every movement revealed his uneasiness.
Suddenly, Darwin’s eyes became as sharp as a knife. He gently put the cards in his hand on the table, making a crisp sound, as if the air around him froze. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing his disdain and contempt for Raymond.
“Mr. Raymond,” Darwin’s voice was low and full of majesty, as if it came from the abyss, “although your method is hidden, it is as transparent as can be to my eyes.”
Raymond’s face became stiff in an instant, and his eyes darted around, not daring to look directly at Darwin’s eyes that seemed to see through everything. He tried to stay calm, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his inner panic.
“Are you kidding me?” Raymond’s voice was trembling. He tried to hide his uneasiness with a tough attitude. “How could I cheat? You are being unreasonable!”
Clint had been observing Raymond silently. He stood up, his tall figure looking even more majestic in the dim light. He walked slowly towards Raymond, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on Raymond’s heart, making him feel heavier and heavier.
When Clint walked in front of Raymond, he stretched out his hand and gently pressed on Raymond’s shoulder. Although the force was light, it was as heavy as a mountain, making Raymond feel an irresistible pressure. He struggled to stand up, but Clint’s hand held him tightly like an iron clamp, making him unable to move.
“Raymond,” Clint’s voice was low and oppressive, as if it could penetrate a person’s soul, “You know the rules here. Those who cheat will bear the consequences. Do you think you can get away with it here?”
Raymond felt the pressure on his shoulders, and his face turned pale. He looked up at Clint, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He knew that he had been found out. He tried to cover up his panic with words, but his voice became more and more trembling: “You are framing me! I… I didn’t cheat!”
However, Darwin did not give him a chance to continue to quibble. He interrupted Raymond coldly: “Framed? Then why is the card in your hand different from the one we saw before? There is a tiny scratch on the back of the card, which is the mark we left before. Do you think we can’t see that you changed the card?”
As soon as Darwin finished speaking, Raymond’s face became even uglier. He looked down at his hand, and the card was particularly dazzling in the sun. He knew that he had nowhere to escape, so he could only lower his head helplessly and admit his crime.
“I… I was wrong…” Raymond’s voice was a little tearful, “I just wanted to win some money… I really didn’t mean it…”
However, Clint and Darwin did not soften their hearts because of Raymond’s plea for mercy. They knew that rules were rules and there could be no exceptions. So they started to act.
However, just as Clint’s fist was about to touch Raymond’s pale cheek, Raymond suddenly let out a terrified scream, his voice full of despair and fear: “Macka! Macka made me do this!”
This scream exploded in the tavern like thunder, making the already tense atmosphere even more tense. Clint and Darwin both paused at the same time, their eyes met, as if they were communicating something silently.
Clint frowned, with a hint of doubt and vigilance in his eyes. He loosened his hand on Raymond’s shoulder, took a step back, and stared at Raymond closely, as if examining whether his words were true. Darwin frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face, as if he was thinking about Raymond’s intention in mentioning the name Macka.
“McKa?” Clint’s voice was low and cold, as if it could penetrate a person’s soul. “Are you saying that it was McKa who instructed you to cheat?”
Raymond saw that the two seemed to react to the name Macka, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart. He nodded quickly and said in a trembling voice: “Yes, it’s Macka. He owes me a large sum of money, and he said that if I help him cheat and win money, he can pay off the debt. I was really just forced by him, I had no choice…”
Clint and Darwin looked at each other, and a complex emotion flashed in their eyes. They knew what the name Macka meant in this circle – a cunning, ruthless, unscrupulous gambler. They had also crossed paths with Macka before and knew how ruthless his methods were.
“Are you sure it’s Maca?” Darwin asked with a hint of interrogation in his voice. “If you lie, the consequences will be even more serious.”
Raymond became even more flustered when he saw that the two of them seemed to believe what he said. He nodded quickly, his voice full of urgency: “I really didn’t lie! I can swear! It was Maca who asked me to do this!”
Clint and Darwin did not answer immediately. They were silent for a while, as if thinking about how to deal with this matter. They knew that if what Raymond said was true, then this matter was not just a simple matter of cheating. It involved the character of Macka and the forces behind him.
Finally, Clint spoke, his voice low and decisive: “We will investigate this matter. If what you said is true, then Maca will pay the price. But if you lied…” He paused, his eyes shot at Raymond like a knife, “then your end will be worse than it is now.”
Raymond’s heart trembled when he heard this. He knew that Clint and Darwin were people who kept their promises. If they found out that he lied, then his fate would be really unimaginable. He nodded quickly, his voice full of pleading: “I won’t lie! I really didn’t lie!”
Clint and Darwin said nothing more, they turned and left the tavern. However, before leaving, they looked back at Raymond who was lying on the ground, with a hint of mixed emotions in their eyes. They knew that this matter was far from over. The appearance of the name Macka made the whole thing more complicated and dangerous.
44, Party, Gillan joins (old version)
Walking out of the pub, the night has slowly descended like a huge curtain, shrouding the world in a mysterious darkness. The street lights flicker in the darkness, their light is like stars dotting the silk of the night, adding a bit of vitality to this quiet night.
Clint and Darwin walked side by side on the street, their steps were steady and powerful, and every step was very firm. The light from the street lamps stretched their shadows long, as if cheering them on.
After walking for a while, Darwin was the first to break the silence. He whispered:
“Clint, what do you think we should do next?”
Clint tilted his head slightly and looked at Darwin firmly. “First, we need to collect more information and find solid evidence. Only in this way can we expose Maika’s crimes.”
Darwin nodded in agreement: “That’s right, we can’t act rashly. But where do you think we should start our investigation?”
Clint pondered for a moment, then said, “We can start by checking the people around him to see if we can find some clues. At the same time, we must also pay close attention to his actions to see if he has any unusual behavior recently.”
Darwin nodded in agreement: “Okay, then let’s split up. I’ll investigate the people around him, and you’ll track his whereabouts.”
Clint nodded, then said, “Okay, let’s keep in touch and notify each other immediately if we find anything.”
In the following days, Clint and Darwin seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and devoted themselves to the investigation of the Maca case day and night.
They knew that in order to win this battle full of conspiracy and lies, they must have solid evidence to expose Maca’s crimes.
Clint and Darwin first began to sort out the clues of the case. They carefully reviewed all the people and things related to Macka, trying to find a breakthrough. However, as a cunning and experienced criminal, Macka’s whereabouts and actions were extremely covert, and it was difficult to leave obvious clues.
Just when Clint and Darwin’s investigation into the Macka case reached a stalemate, shocking news came – Macka had joined the notorious Oscar gang.
This news was like a bombshell, and the two of them suddenly felt under increased pressure.
Clint frowned, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew that in order to get close to Oscar and collect solid evidence, he had to go deep into the tiger’s den, that is, the territory of Oscar’s gang. However, this was undoubtedly an extremely dangerous mission.
Darwin also looked solemn. He knew the difficulty and danger of this operation. But as a detective, he knew that escaping was not the solution. He patted Clint on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, “We have to find a way to get into Oscar’s gang and get close to Macka.”
Clint nodded, turned and looked out the window, a fierce look flashed in his eyes: “We have to find a suitable person to take us in.”
Just then, there was a knock on the door. The two looked at each other, and then Clint walked over and opened the door.
Standing outside the door was a man named Gillan, a former member of Oscar’s gang. Gillan had a complicated expression on his face. He looked at Clint and Darwin, then spoke slowly:
“I heard you were investigating Maca’s case, and I know how to get into Oscar’s gang.”
Clint and Darwin smiled at each other, knowing their chance had come.
Gillan’s presence undoubtedly opened a door for them to join the Oscar gang.
After careful consideration, Gillan decided to return to Oscar’s gang. He knew that this decision not only meant facing his past life again, but also that he might be ridiculed and questioned by gang members. However, in order to get close to Macca and obtain key information, he had to take this step.
When Gillan stepped into the Oscar gang’s headquarters, the noisy place suddenly became quiet. All eyes were focused on him, as if he was the focus here. Gillan straightened his back and tried to make himself look calm.
“Hey, isn’t this Jilan? Why, the air outside is stale, so you want to come back and seek our shelter?”
A burly gang member taunted, a disdainful smile on his face.
Jilan took a deep breath, suppressed his displeasure, and responded: “I just came back to help. After all, I was once a member of this family.”
“Help? Haha, do you think you are qualified?” another gang member interrupted, his eyes full of sarcasm.
Gillan frowned slightly. He knew that these ridicules and doubts were inevitable. But he also understood that if he wanted to gain a foothold here, he had to show his value. So he took a deep breath and said calmly: “I know I have left before, but I also brought information and experience from outside. These may be useful to our gang.”
However, his words did not change the attitude of the gang members. They continued to laugh at Gillan, as if his return was a ridiculous thing. Gillan’s heart was full of bitterness, but he did not show it. He knew that in order to win the respect of these people, he had to prove his worth with his actions.
At this moment, Oscar walked out of the crowd. He glanced at Gillan and said calmly, “Now that you are back, do your job well. However, don’t forget your identity and status.”
Although Oscar’s words were brief, they made Gillan feel a little pressure. He understood that Oscar did not fully trust his return and might even be on guard. But this also made Gillan more determined – he had to prove himself and win Oscar’s trust so as to get close to him and obtain key information.
In the following days, Gillan worked silently in the Oscar gang and tried to prove his worth. He used his experience and knowledge outside to help the gang solve some difficult problems.
Gillan’s days in Oscar’s gang were initially full of challenges and ridicule, but as time went on, he gradually changed the gang members’ views of him through his hard work and wisdom.
One night, the gang held a party, and the members sat together and talked about their recent experiences and what they had seen. Gillan sat in the corner and watched everything silently.
At this time, a young gang member named Ryan walked up to Gillan. With curiosity and respect in his eyes, he asked softly, “Gillan, I heard that you have been doing well outside recently. Can you tell us about your experience?”
Jilan was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, “Actually, there is nothing special about my experience. I just walked a little more outside and saw a little more things.”
45, Gillan’s Past (Old Version)
“Don’t be modest. I heard that you helped the gang solve several difficult problems.” Ryan said sincerely, “Can you tell us how you did it?”
Seeing Ryan’s sincerity, Gillan nodded and began to talk about what he had seen and heard outside and how he used these experiences to help the gang solve problems. His words were full of wisdom and insights, which made the members present listen with great interest.
“I never thought that you could understand our gang so well after being away for so long.” A gang member named Ajie exclaimed, “Jilan, you are indeed a capable person.”
As Gillan spoke, more and more gang members began to gather around him, asking him questions one after another, hoping to learn more knowledge and experience from him. Gillan also generously shared his insights and experiences, knowing that this was the best way to win respect and trust.
Oscar also noticed the change in Gillan. He walked over, patted Gillan on the shoulder and said, “Gillan, it seems that you have learned a lot outside. I hope you can continue to contribute to the gang.”
At this moment, the gang’s gate burst open, and Macka rode into the yard like the wind. His figure looked particularly burly in the sun. He was wearing a black tights, a pistol slanted on his waist, and a cold smile on his face. When he saw a group of people sitting around Gillan and talking, his eyes suddenly became sharp.
Maika jumped off the horse, threw the reins to the boy next to him, and walked towards Gilan. Each of his steps seemed steady and powerful, as if the ground was shaking. He walked in front of Gilan, stopped, and his eyes were full of scrutiny and vigilance.
He raised his pistol, pointed it at Jilan, and said in a cold and stern voice: “Jilan, what are you doing here? What is your purpose in having these people around you?”
Gillan was startled by the sudden change, but he quickly regained his composure. He pretended to be innocent, scratched his head, and said with a twinkle in his eyes: “Boss Maca, I was just chatting with the brothers and sharing some of the outside world. There is no special purpose.”
Macka’s eyes became more dangerous, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Gillan carefully. Gillan felt the strong aura emanating from Macka, and his heart tightened. But he knew that he couldn’t show his true colors at this time, and he had to stay calm.
Maca suddenly sneered, his voice full of disdain: “Jilan, do you think I don’t know your background? You came from Clint, right? Don’t think I don’t know your purpose.”
Gillan was shocked, but he quickly concealed his emotions. He smiled casually and said, “Boss Macka, you are really worrying too much. Clint and I are just some friends, and there is no special connection. I returned to the gang just to help the gang.”
Macka didn’t say anything, just stared at Gillan coldly. His eyes were full of suspicion and vigilance, as if he wanted to see through Gillan. Gillan felt Macka’s eyes as sharp as a knife, and his heart tightened. He knew that he had to be careful at this time, otherwise if he revealed a flaw, the consequences would be disastrous.
At this moment, Oscar came out from the crowd. He was another important figure in the gang and was also skeptical about Gillan’s arrival. He walked up to Macka and whispered, “Macka, do you think this Gillan can be trusted?”
Macka did not answer directly, but turned to look at Oscar, with a complicated look in his eyes. He said, “Oscar, we can’t trust anyone easily. Although this Gillan looks harmless on the surface, who knows what conspiracy he has behind him?”
Oscar nodded in agreement. He turned to Gillan, his eyes full of scrutiny and vigilance. He said, “Gillan, I hope you understand that our Oscar gang is not for just anyone to join. Since you are here, you must abide by our rules, otherwise…”
He didn’t say anything else, but the threat in his words was self-evident. Gillan’s heart tightened, and he knew he had to be careful. He took a deep breath and tried to look calm. He said:
“Boss Oscar, I understand what you mean. I will abide by the rules of the gang and do my duty for the gang.”
Oscar nodded, accepting Gillan’s statement. But he did not completely relax his vigilance, still keeping an eye on Gillan’s every move. Gillan also understood that he must always be vigilant and not have any flaws.
In the days that followed, Gillan’s life became more cautious and careful. He knew that he was in a world full of suspicion and betrayal, and any small negligence could become a fatal mistake. Therefore, he always kept a low profile and was cautious, trying to avoid arousing the suspicion of Maca and Oscar.
In the gang, Gillan no longer actively participates in various affairs as he did in the past, but chooses to observe quietly from the sidelines, looking for opportunities to help the gang.
He has a keen eye and can always spot details that others overlook.
Once, the gang was ambushed by a rival gang while transporting a batch of important goods, and the situation was very tense. With his wisdom and experience, Gillan quickly developed a clever counterattack plan. He took advantage of the terrain and led his brothers to launch a surprise attack from the flank, successfully repelling the attack of the rival gang and saving the goods.
This incident raised Gillan’s reputation in the gang again, and some members began to look at him with new eyes. They praised Gillan’s intelligence, courage and decisiveness, and believed that he was an indispensable member of the gang. However, Macca and Oscar’s suspicion of him did not disappear. They still kept an eye on Gillan’s every move, trying to find his flaws.
One night, Gillan was patrolling the gang’s warehouse alone. He carefully checked every corner to make sure there were no security risks. Just then, he heard a faint conversation. He walked towards the sound and found that Maika and a strange man were talking in secret. Gillan approached carefully, trying to hear their conversation.
“Are you sure they’ve taken the bait?” Maca’s voice was low and cold.
“Don’t worry, everything is under my control.” The strange man answered confidently, “As long as we act according to the plan, Oscar’s gang will soon fall apart.”
Gillan was shocked. He realized that the strange man was from a rival gang and that Macka was secretly colluding with them! This discovery made Gillan angry and shocked. He knew he had to tell Clint and Darwin the news as soon as possible.
46, Maika’s Betrayal (Old Version)
Gillan quietly left the warehouse and returned to his room.
He sat on the edge of the bed, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He knew the importance of this news, and knew that once it was leaked, it would have a huge impact on the gang. However, he also knew that he was facing a huge danger. Macka was an extremely cunning and cruel person. Once he found out that his secret was exposed, he would never let Gillan go.
Gillan took a deep breath, knowing that he had to make a choice. He decided to take a risk and tell Clint and Darwin the news. The three of them had always been close comrades in the gang, trusting and supporting each other. Gillan believed that as long as they worked together, they would be able to expose Maika’s crimes and protect the safety of the gang.
The next morning, the sunlight shone through the window onto Gilan’s face. He woke up early, his heart full of tension and determination.
He knew very well that today would be a critical moment that would change the fate of Clint’s team.
Gillan found Clint and Darwin, who were discussing matters in a dimly lit room. Gillan pushed open the door, and their eyes immediately focused on him. Gillan took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm.
“Clint, Darwin, I have something important to tell you.” Gillan said seriously.
Clint and Darwin looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other’s eyes. Clint asked, “Gillan, what happened? You are so serious.”
Gillan walked up to them and said in a low voice:
“Last night, while I was patrolling the warehouse, I overheard a conversation between Macka and a strange man. They were plotting to betray the Oscar gang and team up with a rival gang.”
Clint and Darwin were stunned after hearing this, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
“Sure enough, it’s hard to change Maika’s nature.”
Gillan continued: “I heard this with my own ears. They planned to launch an attack during a cargo transaction in an attempt to throw the gang into chaos.”
Clint’s face became serious. After thinking for a moment, he said, “Gilan, this news is too important. We can’t act rashly. We must make a careful plan to expose Macka’s crimes.”
Darwin nodded in agreement. He said, “Yes, we can’t let Maca’s plot succeed. Gillan, do you have any ideas?”
Gillan nodded and said, “I have some ideas. We can pretend that we don’t know the news, and then arrange a fake goods transaction, deliberately letting Macka know that this is a huge profit. He will definitely take the bait, and then we can set a trap and capture him in one fell swoop.”
Clint and Darwin both showed approving expressions after hearing this. Clint said, “This plan is very thorough. We can give it a try. However, we must act carefully and not let Maca realize our intentions.”
Darwin added: “Yes, we also have to ensure the safety of other gang members. If Macka knows our plan, he may take extreme measures.”
Gillan nodded and said, “I understand. We can first secretly observe Macka’s movements and make sure his every move is under our control. Then, on the day of the transaction, we will arrange some people to ambush at key locations and wait for Macka and his accomplices to fall into our trap.”
As night fell and the starry sky shone, Gillan walked alone on the gravel road in Oscar’s gang camp. His steps were firm and powerful, but his heart was full of trepidation. He knew that the upcoming conversation with Oscar would determine his fate in the gang.
Arriving in front of Oscar’s tent, Gillan took a deep breath and gently lifted the tent curtain. Oscar was sitting in front of a simple wooden table, holding a map in his hand, frowning, as if thinking about something.
“Boss Oscar,” Gillan called out respectfully.
Oscar looked up and saw Gillan standing in front of him. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes. “Gillan, it’s so late, what do you want to talk to me about?”
Gillan took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm. “Boss Oscar, I have something important to tell you. Macka is secretly colluding with the enemy gang and trying to betray us.”
Oscar’s face suddenly changed after hearing this. He stood up suddenly and punched the wooden table, causing the water cup on the table to jump up. “What did you say? Maca betrayed us? This is impossible!”
Gillan was not intimidated by Oscar’s anger. He continued, “Boss Oscar, please believe me. I heard this with my own ears. They planned to launch an attack during a cargo transaction in an attempt to throw us into chaos.”
Oscar stared at Gillan with his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief. Suddenly, he rushed towards Gillan, grabbed his collar, and shouted angrily: “Why do you say that? What evidence do you have?”
Gillan was overwhelmed by Oscar’s momentum, but he did not back down. He struggled to stand firm, looked Oscar in the eye and said, “Boss Oscar, I know it’s hard for you to believe me now. But I am willing to use my life to guarantee that what I said is true. Moreover, I have a way to make you believe it.”
Oscar looked at Gillan’s determined eyes, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided. He loosened his hand that was holding Gillan’s collar, took a deep breath and said, “Okay, tell me, what do you have in mind?”
Seeing this, Gillan was delighted, knowing that his words had caught Oscar’s attention. He quickly sorted out his thoughts and began to elaborate on his plan. His voice was clear and powerful, and every detail was described in great detail.
Oscar listened to Gillan’s story, and his frown gradually relaxed. He sat back at the wooden table, and after thinking for a moment, he said, “Your plan sounds very thorough, but I need to make sure it is foolproof. Let me observe Macka’s movements secretly, and I will also arrange ambushes at key locations. If everything is as you said, then Macka will never escape again.”
After hearing this, Gillan finally felt relieved. He looked at Oscar with gratitude and said, “Thank you, Boss Oscar. I believe that under your leadership, our gang will become stronger and stronger.”
Oscar nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. He patted Gillan on the shoulder and said, “Well, it’s getting late, go back and have some rest. Remember, this matter must be kept secret.”
Gillan bowed respectfully and then turned to leave the tent. His heart was filled with excitement and anticipation, and he knew his chance had come. Oscar sat back at the wooden table and continued to think about his next move.
47, The Fate of Traitors (Old Version)
The moon was dark and the wind was high. The stars were obscured by thick clouds. The night was as dark as ink, shrouding the earth in darkness. The roar of the train was particularly harsh in the silent night, like a giant beast roaring in the darkness.
Macka’s heartbeat was as fast as a drum, and beads of sweat oozed from his palms. He held the gun tightly, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness and determination. Tonight was a robbery he had carefully planned with a rival gang. If it succeeded, he would gain a huge fortune and his status in the gang would soar.
However, Macka didn’t realize that his plan had already been revealed to Chief Oscar by Gillan.
Oscar decided to take action personally and nip this betrayal in the bud.
When Macca and the enemy gang sneaked into the train, they found that the carriage was empty, with only piles of neatly stacked barrels. Macca was delighted, thinking that this operation would be successful easily. However, at this moment, the door of the carriage was suddenly pushed open, and Oscar the leader and Oscar’s gang appeared in front of them like ghosts.
Macka’s face turned pale instantly, his pupils shrank, as if he had seen the coming of death. He looked around in panic, trying to find a way to escape, but he was surrounded by Oscar’s gang.
Chief Oscar stared at Macka coldly, his eyes full of anger and disappointment. He slowly walked up to Macka and asked in a low voice: “Macka, who are the people next to you? Why are they on our train?”
Mika was overwhelmed by Oscar’s momentum. He subconsciously took a few steps back, but then he forced himself to calm down. He took a deep breath and tried to make himself look calmer. He glanced at the enemy gang members around him, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
“Captain Oscar, these people… these people are just my friends.” Macka’s voice was trembling, but he still tried to stay calm. “We just want to… just want to help the gang make some money.”
Chief Oscar sneered, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule. “Making money? Is your way to betray the gang and collude with hostile forces to rob our goods?” His voice suddenly became stern, “Macka, you disappoint me so much!”
Maca was stung by Oscar’s words, and his face became even uglier. He knew he had nowhere to escape, so he could only face Oscar’s questioning. He clenched his teeth, and a vicious light flashed in his eyes.
“Captain Oscar, I admit that I betrayed the gang.” Macka suddenly said loudly, “But that’s because you never valued me! I have contributed so much to the gang, but you always give important tasks to others! I won’t accept this! I want to prove to you that I am better than them all!”
After hearing this, Oscar’s face became even gloomier. He didn’t expect that Macca would admit his betrayal so directly, and he didn’t expect that he would have such deep resentment. He took a deep breath and tried to keep his emotions calm.
“McKa, do you think betraying the gang can prove your worth?” Chief Oscar’s voice became cold and stern. “Do you think you can improve your status by colluding with hostile forces?”
However, at this moment, the enemy gang suddenly launched an attack. They rushed towards Oscar’s gang with weapons in hand.
For a moment, fierce gunfire and shouting were heard in the carriage.
Seeing this, Macka was delighted. He thought this was a chance to escape, so he took the opportunity to rush towards the exit of the carriage.
However, just as he was about to rush out of the car, the cold muzzle of a gun was pressed against the back of his head.
“Macka, do you think you can escape?” Gillan’s voice rang in Macka’s ears, “Your betrayal has put the gang in crisis. You must pay the price for it!”
Macka’s heart was filled with despair and fear, he knew he had nowhere to escape. He slowly turned his head and saw Gillan staring at him coldly, his eyes full of anger and disappointment.
“Jilan…I…”
Macka’s voice began to tremble, and his eyes flashed with madness and despair. He knew he was in a desperate situation, but the resentment and unwillingness in his heart made him make the final crazy move.
He suddenly pulled out his pistol and shot at Gillan’s heart without hesitation. Gillan’s face turned pale instantly. He had never expected that Maca would counterattack at this time. He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
However, at this critical moment, Clint and Darwin rushed out of the darkness like ghosts, and they pounced on Macka quickly and accurately. Darwin grabbed Macka’s gun-holding arm and pressed it down hard, causing the muzzle to deviate from Gillan’s direction. Clint kicked Macka sideways and knocked him to the ground.
Macka fell to the ground, the pistol flew out of his hand. He struggled to get up, but Clint and Darwin had already pinned him to the ground. The two of them held Macka’s arms and legs tightly, making him unable to move.
Gillan panted heavily, looking at Macka who was lying on the ground with a pale face. His heart was filled with anger and disappointment, but he knew that now was not the time to vent his emotions. He turned to look at Clint and Darwin and nodded gratefully.
“Thank you, Clint, Darwin.” Gillan’s voice was trembling. “If you hadn’t arrived in time, I might have…”
Oscar turned to look at Gillan, Clint and Darwin, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration. He nodded slightly to the three of them to express his gratitude.
“You three have done a great job tonight.” Oscar’s voice was deep and powerful, revealing an unquestionable majesty. “McKa’s betrayal brought great danger to the gang, but you showed up in time and saved us.”
Oscar looked at the three of them and felt a warm current in his heart. He knew that he had a group of loyal and brave brothers, which was the most valuable asset of the gang. He took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry about Darcy’s death, but you, the Oscar gang will help you.”
Clint and Darwin didn’t say anything, but nodded silently. They knew Gillan’s feelings at the moment and understood their responsibilities. The three of them stood side by side, looking firmly at Macka who had fallen to the ground.
“Take him away.” Chief Oscar’s voice came from the other end of the train, “We need to give him the punishment he deserves.”
As Oscar’s leader gave the order, members of Oscar’s gang began to move forward to take Macca away. Macca struggled to resist, but it was no use. He was held tightly by several gang members and disappeared into the night.
48, Reminiscence of the Past (Old Version)
The night was as dark as ink, with sparse stars dotted in the sky, and the moonlight shone through the cracks in the window, sprinkling into the house. Clint and Darwin sat at an old wooden table, their faces reflected by the faint moonlight, revealing solemn expressions.
Clint leaned forward slightly, folded his hands on the table, his eyes deep and sharp, as if he could see into people’s hearts. He was the first to break the silence, his voice low and powerful: “Darcy is gone, and Maca was captured by us, but this is just the beginning, we still have a long way to go.”
Darwin nodded, his eyes flashing with determination, but more of an expectation and uneasiness about the future. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly: “Yes, Clint. Darcy’s death made us lose a brother, but Macka’s betrayal sounded the alarm for us. We need to re-examine our plans and strategies.”
Clint nodded slightly in agreement. He gently stroked the lines on the table, as if thinking about the future direction. He said in a deep voice: “We must ensure the stability and safety of the gang. Darcy’s position needs to be filled, and we must more strictly examine the gang members to prevent similar things from happening again.”
Darwin nodded, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about how to implement this plan. He raised his head and looked at Clint firmly: “We can start from within, strengthen the training and selection of members, and ensure that they are loyal and reliable. At the same time, we can also consider introducing some external forces to enhance our strength.”
Clint’s eyes flashed with appreciation when he heard this. He smiled and said, “Your idea is good, Darwin. We do need to bring in some fresh blood to strengthen the gang. But we must be careful and not expand blindly, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.”
The two fell into a brief silence, each thinking about the next plan in their hearts. After a while, Clint spoke again, his voice revealing a trace of fatigue: “In addition, we also need to pay attention to the gang’s economic situation. Darcy’s death and Maca’s betrayal have caused considerable losses to the gang. We need to restore the economy as soon as possible to ensure the normal operation of the gang.”
Darwin nodded. He understood what Clint meant. He pondered for a moment, then said, “We can consider expanding our business scope and finding new sources of income. At the same time, we can also strengthen cooperation with other gangs to jointly deal with external challenges.”
Clint’s eyes flashed with approval when he heard this. He knew Darwin was a smart and far-sighted man, and his suggestions often brought unexpected results. He nodded in support.
The conversation between the two lasted for a long time until the sky gradually brightened. They both showed tired but satisfied expressions on their faces, because they knew that they had developed a clear and feasible plan for the gang.
Clint stood up, stretched, and patted Darwin on the shoulder: “Okay, Darwin. We should go to bed. We have a lot of things to do tomorrow.”
Darwin also stood up. He rubbed his eyes and nodded: “Okay, Clint. I believe that under your leadership, the gang will be able to overcome this difficulty.”
The two smiled at each other and went back to their rooms to rest. Although they both looked tired, their hearts were full of hope and confidence.
In the dark interrogation room, the atmosphere was solemn and tense. The core members of Oscar’s gang had serious faces and sharp eyes, and their eyes were all focused on Macca in the corner. Macca, the former comrade, was now firmly tied to an old chair, his eyes were fierce and stubborn, and there was a sneer of disdain on the corner of his mouth.
Oscar stood in front of Macca, his eyes full of disappointment and anger. He once regarded Macca as a confidant, thinking that they were of the same kind and could fight for the gang’s goals together. However, Macca’s betrayal completely broke his trust, filling his heart with pain and struggle.
Oscar took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He spoke slowly, his voice trembling a little: “McKa, why did you do this?”
Maca raised his head and met Oscar’s gaze, his eyes full of provocation and defiance. He raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: “Oscar, who do you think you are? Do you think I will really give up everything for a meaningless goal like you? I need money, I need power, what I need is the power to control my own destiny!”
Oscar felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard this. He had not expected that Maca would express his desires and ambitions so directly. He frowned slightly and continued, “We once fought together and worked together for the goals of the gang. Why did you betray us?”
Maca smiled disdainfully, he stood up suddenly and tried to break free, but the chains made him unable to move. He struggled and said, “Oscar, do you think you are great? Do you think your goal is our goal? I tell you, I only believe in myself, and I only pursue my own interests!”
Oscar looked at Macka’s crazy look, and felt sad. He didn’t expect Macka to become so strange and cruel. He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm: “Macka, you are wrong. We are not fighting for ourselves, but for the whole gang, for our brothers. Your betrayal will only make us more united and more determined in our beliefs.”
When Macka heard this, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes. He seemed to be touched by Oscar’s words, but then he returned to his fierce demeanor. He sneered:
“Oscar, do you think your words can move me? I tell you, I have never regretted my choice. I will continue to pursue what I want, even if it costs everything!”
Oscar looked at Macka’s receding back, his heart filled with helplessness and sadness. He knew that Macka had completely embarked on a path of no return and could never turn back. He stood silently for a moment, then turned around and left the interrogation room.
In the days that followed, Oscar began to re-examine the goals and beliefs of the gang.
He realized that a truly powerful gang is not only maintained by force and money, but more importantly by trust and unity among brothers. He began to strengthen communication and cooperation within the gang, and strived to create a harmonious and positive atmosphere.
49, Jilan’s Contribution (Old Version)
Back at the team’s camp, Clint and Darwin were exhausted, their faces were filled with fatigue, but their eyes were shining with irrepressible excitement. Under the light of the fire, their figures looked particularly tall in the night. The atmosphere in the camp was instantly livened up by their return, and teammates gathered around them, their eyes full of questions and curiosity.
Clint cleared his throat, his voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was full of respect: “Everyone, we are back. We encountered many difficulties in this mission, but Gilan… he made great efforts for us.” Having said that, he paused and swept his eyes over everyone present, as if looking for the right words to describe Gilan’s bravery.
Darwin took over the conversation, his voice more steady: “Gilan was injured in the battle, but he did not retreat. His courage and determination shocked every one of us.” His eyes were firm, as if they could penetrate everyone’s heart.
Hearing this, the team members showed surprise and admiration. They knew that injuries were common in surviving and fighting in the wilderness, but there were very few people who could continue to fight after being injured like Gillan.
A burly warrior named Reynald spoke first: “Gilan is our pride! His courage and perseverance are worth learning from for every one of us.” His voice was loud and full of respect for Gilan.
Then, a young archer named Alia whispered, “Brother Gilan is always so brave. He thinks about protecting us even when he is injured. I really admire him.” There was a gleam of admiration in her eyes, as if she could see Gilan’s heroic figure on the battlefield.
Amid the discussion, the team leader, Tyer, slowly stepped forward. He was a middle-aged man with traces of time on his face, but his eyes were full of wisdom. He patted Clint and Darwin on the shoulders and said in a deep voice, “Gillian is the treasure of our team. His efforts and sacrifices are seen by all of us. We should learn from him and work hard for the future of the team.”
As soon as Tyer finished speaking, there was a round of warm applause in the camp. This applause was not only a respect and praise for Gillan, but also an expectation and confidence in the team’s future.
At this moment, Gillan was lying in a simple tent in the camp, his face pale, but his eyes flashed with an unyielding light. He heard the applause and cheers outside, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He knew that this was the recognition and praise of his teammates, and also their expectations and blessings for his future recovery.
Gillan’s heart was filled with gratitude and relief. He knew he was not fighting alone, he had a group of like-minded teammates. They had experienced life and death tests together and shared the joy of victory together.
This deep friendship and tacit understanding cannot be replaced by any money or material things.
Gillan’s heart was filled with gratitude and relief. He knew he was not fighting alone, he had a group of like-minded teammates. They had experienced life and death together and shared the joy of victory together. This deep friendship and tacit understanding could not be replaced by any money or material.
Time passed unknowingly and in the blink of an eye, Gillan had recovered. He returned to the battlefield and fought side by side with his teammates to face the challenges and dangers in the wilderness.
One day, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting patches of light on the land in the camp.
Clint was packing his equipment and preparing for his daily patrol mission. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the camp, and a panicked team member rushed to him, shouting breathlessly:
“Clint, it’s bad! Little Jack has been kidnapped by a group of people!”
Clint’s face instantly turned livid when he heard this. He stood up abruptly, his eyes flashing with anger and anxiety. He clenched his fists, his muscles tensed, as if he wanted to release all the power. He turned his head to look at John not far away, his eyes revealing an unquestionable question.
50, Save Little Jack (Old Version)
John had just recovered from his shock. He shook his head with a sad face and said in a low voice: “Clint, I didn’t expect this to happen. Their equipment is much better than ours. We can’t catch up at all.” His eyes were full of helplessness and self-blame, as if he felt that he had failed to protect little Jack.
Clint ignored John’s explanation. His anger had reached its peak. He turned around and strode towards his horse. He untied the reins and jumped on the horse. His movements were swift and decisive. He knew that time was of the essence at this moment and he had to find Little Jack as soon as possible.
Clint rode his horse out of the camp, his heart beating fast. He kept thinking about the plan to rescue little Jack, and prayed silently in his heart. He knew the danger of this mission, but he also knew that he could not give up any hope.
While running, Clint kept observing the surroundings. He noticed a dense forest ahead, which was the only way to the direction where little Jack was kidnapped. He decided to set up an ambush in the dense forest and wait for those who kidnapped little Jack.
Clint stopped his horse at the edge of the dense forest and quietly sneaked into the forest. He used the cover of the trees to hide his body and silently counted the time in his heart.
He knew that he had to remain calm and patient and wait for the best moment.
Finally, after a long wait, the group of people appeared. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, shining on them, reflecting the metallic luster on their armor. They rode on tall horses, chatting and laughing all the way, obviously unaware of the impending danger. Clint hid in the dense bushes, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, his eyes as sharp as torches, watching the group’s every move.
As they got closer, the sounds of laughter and conversation gradually became clearer. One of them said loudly, “This time the harvest is really not small. That child will definitely bring a lot of benefits.” Another person echoed, “Yes, I heard that the child is from a noble family. He will definitely make a lot of money.” Their conversation made Clint’s heart sink to the bottom. He knew that he had to act quickly, otherwise little Jack’s life would be in danger.
When the group of people completely entered Clint’s ambush range, he took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, and rushed out of the bushes like lightning. The long sword in his hand shone coldly in the sun, and he went straight for the throat of the enemy leader. The leader was shocked and hurriedly waved his sword to resist, but Clint’s attack was so swift that he had to retreat a few steps in embarrassment.
“Who are you? How dare you attack us!” the leader roared, waving the sword in his hand and commanding his men to besiege Clint.
Clint was not afraid. He moved swiftly between the trees, using the terrain to his advantage to launch a fierce attack. His sword drew beautiful arcs in the air, and each attack was accurate and deadly. However, the group of people were not ordinary people either. They quickly organized an effective counterattack.
“Don’t let him get away! We must catch him!” The leader roared, swinging his sword at Clint. Clint dodged the blow and stabbed the opponent’s abdomen with his backhand. The leader dodged flexibly, and the two fought back and forth, swords flashing, and it was hard to tell who was who.
At this moment, Clint suddenly heard a faint cry. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Little Jack tied to a tree, his eyes full of fear and helplessness. He felt a pain in his heart and knew that he had to rescue Little Jack as soon as possible. He rushed to where Little Jack was and shouted, “Get out of the way! Otherwise, I will not be polite!”
However, the group did not back down because of Clint’s threat. They waved their weapons and launched a more fierce attack on Clint. Clint had to resist the attack while looking for an opportunity to get close to Little Jack.
“You bunch of villains! Let go of that kid!” Clint roared, swinging his sword at an enemy. The enemy was hit in the shoulder and fell to the ground with a scream. However, the other enemies did not retreat, but attacked Clint more frantically.
Clint knew something was wrong, and he knew he had to find a way to rescue little Jack as soon as possible. He looked around, looking for terrain and objects that could be used. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw a huge stone not far away. With an idea in his mind, he rushed to the stone and pushed it to the ground.
“Boom!” A loud noise echoed in the dense forest. The huge rock knocked down several enemies, creating a brief chaos for them. Clint took the opportunity to rush to the position where Little Jack was, and blocked the opponent’s attack with his body.
“Little Jack! Don’t be afraid! I’m here to save you!” Clint shouted loudly, and at the same time, he cut the ropes tied to Little Jack. Little Jack was overjoyed when he saw this, and he quickly broke free and ran to Clint.
“Thank you! Uncle Clint!” Little Jack said excitedly, with gratitude flashing in his eyes.
Clint smiled and patted Little Jack on the shoulder, saying, “It’s okay, we’ll go now.” He turned to face the enemies, with a determined light in his eyes. He knew that he had to pay a price for this action, but he was ready.
“You bunch of villains! Today I will let you know what justice is!” Clint roared, and rushed towards the enemy with his sword. His sword shone coldly in the sunlight, as if to tear everything apart.
In the fierce battle that followed, Clint was like a tiger, shuttling through the jungle, wielding his sword, and each swing was as powerful as thunder. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate the enemy’s armor and hit their hearts. However, as the battle deepened, Clint’s physical strength gradually depleted, and the wound on his shoulder began to bleed, staining his battle clothes red.
Seeing Clint injured, the enemies attacked even more frantically. They swung their swords and hacked at Clint again and again. Clint gritted his teeth, endured the pain from the wound, and with his extraordinary perseverance and skills, he escaped danger again and again. He had only one belief in his heart, that is, he must rescue little Jack and protect him to leave safely.
As Clint was fighting the enemy, Jack was deeply shocked by the scene. He had never seen such a fierce battle, and he had never thought that he would be in such danger. However, seeing Clint fighting hard for himself, Jack felt a surge of courage in his heart. He knew that he couldn’t just stand by and watch, and he had to do something to help Clint.