Red Dead Redemption Dawn

In downtown Los Angeles, John was standing at the entrance of an opera house. He was sadly informed that the opera performance had already started. If he wanted to go in, he would have to wait until the next performance.

The next show was more than an hour later, so John, who missed the show, came to a restaurant to drink some coffee before going in.

Because he doesn't have a mobile phone, he would take out a book and read it alone when waiting for someone, which made him miss the smart phones in the world a little bit.

He has a lot of books in his backpack, but most of them are about some skills, such as the classification of poisonous plants in North America, such as the technique of making simple traps, or books about musical instruments or dance, and even he has a few books about piano. book of,

It's not very interesting, but it's always a way for him to pass the time. This time he read a book called "La Traviata"

The author is Alexander Dumas.

This is French love, and French love basically ends in tragedy.

By the time the coffee arrived he had already read a few of them.

"It's a good book, isn't it?"

A hoarse and very young voice sounded from the table next to him.

He looked up, and it was a young woman with a scarred face, or a young girl, she was sixteen at most, maybe not yet.

"Well~ I haven't finished it yet, but it should be good~" John smiled at her.

"Want to know the result?" the girl asked.

John looked up at her again, and then said, "The joy of reading should be to know the process and then get the result while reading, instead of directly obtaining the result, because this will make the reader lose the greatest pleasure of reading."

The girl carefully looked at John's face, as well as his dark brown eyes, and there was something inexplicable in her eyes, then she looked at the cigarettes John put on the table, "You're right." Then she came over and sat down in front of him.

"Do you mind?" She tentatively looked at the cigarettes on the table.

Looking at the bruises on her face, she slowly shook her head, "I don't mind."

The girl took out the cigarette fluently when she heard the response, and was a little surprised at the shape of the cigarette, because this pack of cigarettes had a filter.

She studied for a while, then lit the cigarette, and took a few puffs.

"Are you a foreigner?" The girl looked at the man with outstanding temperament and asked.

He looked up at her, then lowered his head and continued to read without responding.

The girl pouted.

In this way, John was reading a book, and the girl opposite was smoking a cigarette and watching him read a book.

During this period, the two sides did not talk to each other.

Until the girl finished smoking half a pack of cigarettes, she lowered her head nervously, as if trying to cover herself with John's tall figure, but John, who was absorbed in reading, didn't pay attention to these details.

Then several adults came to the two of them. They looked at John who was reading a book and then said to the girl.

"Yuffie~ You're here, I've been looking for you for a long time. Do you know what you did last night?"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Yuffie had no choice but to respond, "He hit me~"

After speaking, he showed the bruises on his face to several people.

But there was no trace of pity on their faces.

"The boss told you to go over~he is waiting for you." The leading man said to her.

The woman named Yuffie said with a little fear on her face, "I'm accompanying a guest~"

As she spoke, she also looked at John.

When John heard the words, he looked up at her, and then at several tall and thin gangsters.

He took the lead to glance at John, then signaled his subordinates to take Yuffie to leave~

Then he said kindly to John, "This won't work~ Go to the Phelan bar next door to meet me at night, and I will introduce you to the best one. My name is Alan."

After speaking, Allen blinked his left eye at him,

Then he walked out with his men and the girl named Yuffie.

He didn't stop what happened.

Only

It was after these people left that they looked at each other's backs.

After drinking the cup of coffee, he saw the three of Hathaway walking out happily.

He closed the book, put down a five-dollar bill, and walked out of the restaurant.

"John~" Hathaway greeted him cheerfully.

"I heard there's a pretty famous singer?" John asked casually.

"Yes, it's a great performance. It's a pity if you don't watch it, but you're just as good." Hathaway comforted with a smile.

"Are you hungry?" John asked, looking at the three of them.

"We just finished eating, didn't you eat? I know there is a good restaurant nearby~" Hathaway happily pointed to the restaurant not far away and told him.

"I just finished eating too. Are you having fun these days?" John walked along the street with a few people and casually chatted about the recent situation these days.

"The urban area is not bad, the roads are flat, and the air is not as good as that of Blackwater Town, but it is much better than that of Saint-Denis. We went to see the suburbs yesterday, and there are oil wells everywhere, but the scenery is still good." Hathaway said The freshness of this city has not yet passed, so the evaluation is still very high.

"John~ How is your company going?" Penelope asked.

"It's being handed over, and the company will probably be able to get it done tomorrow, but the lease of the warehouse to someone else is still half a year away. I'm handing over this matter to Starga and let him take care of it." John felt nothing, and talked more with Heather Talking about these things will help her understand some business matters.

Because he always felt that Senator Edwin had always wanted to teach her but didn't know how to speak, because she was too doting and spoiled her so that she never considered his father's affairs.

"Will it be troublesome?" Hathaway asked.

"Probably not, I have given enough budget, but it will definitely take some time."

"Then your partner in France can start shipping. After all, it will take a month, which should be enough for you to finish the work here." Hathaway suggested that he first write a letter to the French wine merchant in the name of the company.

"Not sure, we'll make plans when they arrive." John thought about it carefully and rejected the suggestion.

"them?"

"Do you know Zuo En? He should arrive here the night after tomorrow. After they arrive, I'll see how to deal with the matter here." John briefly talked about his arrangement.

"Yes, he is the sharpshooter of the Heishui Town Police Station. He is quite famous in Heishui Town, but he is also a well-known gangster, not a good person." Hathaway had heard of Zuo En a little bit.

"Actually, after getting along with him, this person is not bad. At least he has his own principles, although he is often a jerk." Zuo En is indeed a **** in his opinion.

But generally speaking, he is a **** with some principles.

"Are you busy later?" Hathaway asked suddenly.

"how?"

"I want to see the car. If necessary, I want to choose one for my father. I need you to help me try it out." Hathaway said.

"I'm fine. Go now?"

Hathaway heard the words and looked at Penelope and Bao~

The two nodded to indicate that there was no problem.

"Then let's go, I've heard that the biggest car sales point is in the north."

After talking, they took a carriage to the car sales center.

Cars in this era are not expensive, and the overall price is only a few hundred dollars. The so-called customization is also doubled on this basis.

As mentioned earlier, cars of this era have not yet designed the concept of a roof, and the full sunroof has 360 degrees without dead ends.

It is also a bit troublesome to drive, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com But for John, who has a driver's license in his previous life, it is relatively quick to get started.

After a while, he drove the car under the guidance of the salesman. The speed was not fast, and the anti-vibration was poor, but compared with the carriage, it was indeed a lot easier.

[In view of the general environment,

except john

The others were very excited sitting in the car, and under his hands-on teaching, several of them also took turns to test drive the car.

The last few people bought a car that claimed to be the best equipped car in the store, and drove all the way from the sales center back to the hotel.

After instructing the hotel staff, the three of them who were addicted to the car happily ordered a large table of meals to think about their hard work.

Although the final calculation was on him, after dinner, John went to the streets of Los Angeles alone again to enjoy the scenery of this era.

He took a look at the map, and then went to the Phelan bar that the man said today.