"It's not that I want to have it, it's that you want to have it."

"I don't want to have it, I don't want to have it!"

"Whether you want to have a child or not, it's up to your father to have a child~ drive!"

It was getting late, and the two of them were galloping on the vast snowfield.

"Brother, please let me go, I'm begging you." On the horseback, the member of the Austrian gang who was tied up begged.

“Save your energy, we’ll talk to our boss later about whether to let you go or not,” Brandi said, “What’s your name?”

"I have no idea!"

"Oh~ So you don't know your name."

"No, I wouldn't know if I didn't scream."

"Then what's your name?"

"me……"

"Don't remember? Let me guess," Brandi showed a sly smile, "Your name is Kieran, right?"

Now the Austrian gang member was even more scared, because Brandi was right.

"You...how do you know?"

"Just a guess." Brandy replied casually.

"Impossible! My name is not that popular in this country!" Kieran collapsed slightly.

"Then you understand it as the mysterious power of the East." Brandy continued to play tricks on her.

Kieran soon lost the mood to care about this matter, because compared with his own life, such trivial details were not worth mentioning.

"Brother, where are you taking me?"

“A place you will fall in love with.”

"Brother, I really don't know anything about them. I'm just a handyman. Please let me go. I beg you."

"You can rest assured that our brothers are all very kind."

As we headed against the direction of the river, gradually, the eaves of the houses in Coulter Village appeared in our field of vision, getting closer and closer.

"Oh, no, God." Kieran was already desperate.

"Come on, let me meet my brothers." Brandi quickly dismounted and carried Kieran on his back.

"Please don't hurt me, please." Kieran could only plead.

"Oh, don't worry, as I said, they are all very friendly."

Dutch heard the noise outside, opened the door and asked, "You found that little bastard, right?"

"Yes, I caught him." Brandi placed Kieran on the snow, pulled out his hunting knife, and cut the rope binding Kieran's ankles.

"Welcome to your new home, sir, I hope you have a pleasant stay here." There was no welcome in Dutch's tone.

"Do you need me to pry his mouth open?" Brandy grabbed Kieran and asked.

"No," Dutch shook his head, "When he speaks now, he must be lying..." Then he shouted into the room: "Uncle, Bill, lock up this maggot and starve him for a few days.

.”

Dutch turned his attention to Kieran again: "Friend, as the saying goes, kill what you kill, save what you save, and raise what you raise. We will know what kind of person you are."

Suddenly, he shouted hysterically: "It's unbelievable! There is actually someone from the O'Drisco gang living in my camp."

"No, I'm not from O'Drisco, sir, I hate that guy!" Kieran tried his best to defend himself.

"Whatever you say, little brother," Dutch really wasn't in the mood to pay attention to him at the moment, "Well done, Brandy, for your first battle with the Van der Linde gang, you performed very well."

"I'm just glad I didn't cause you any trouble, boss." Brandi smiled modestly.

"Okay kid, I have to study whether that train is easy to grab," Dutch said with a smile, "As for you, it's time to relax."

"Thank you, boss." Brandy nodded and greeted Dutch. Suddenly he remembered something, turned around and shouted in the direction where uncle and Bill had carried Kieran away: "Uncle, Bill, remember to take the kid's hand

Loosen the rope, or his hand will become useless if it is tied for a while longer!"


Chapter completed!