A Flurry of Fierce Moves

"Jacob, you've got the guts to brag, but you've got the guts to open the door!"

Russell knocked several times, and with his persistence and effort, the car door slowly opened.

Inside the car, Jacob had a sour face, and Kate and Scott were speechless. Only the Seth brothers were all smiles. They were lucky today; they had kidnapped three hostages and even gave one away.

"Jacob, who are they? Your distant cousins?"

Russell stepped into the RV, placed his suitcase on the sofa, and then pushed past Kate and Scott to face the robber's brother Richard.

Jacob was about to speak when Seth warned him with a gun, leaving him no choice but to drive off.

"Father, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Seth greeted Russell with a smile and approached Russell, tucking the pistol into his belt right in front of him. "My name is Seth, this is my brother Richard, and what's yours?"

My name is Swart!

Seth had just pointed a gun at Jacob, and although he did it discreetly, Russell still saw it.

He was very curious about what kind of world this was!

Russell had previously thought Seth looked familiar, but couldn't recall the actor's name. Only after getting in the car did he realize that his brother Richard's face also seemed familiar.

Even from the perspective of the actors' status, the two brothers could not possibly be extras in the corresponding plot. Although he could not recall what the plot was, Russell was willing to bet that these two were the real protagonists.

The Jacob family got involved in the subsequent events because of them!

So here's the question: what kind of movie is it that makes the protagonist a robber?

A violent, bloody, and slightly yellow Western road movie?

Very nice!

"Father, what are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about where we're going next..." Since he really had no recollection, Russell gave up searching his memory and decided to wait and see.

"Going to Mexico! Don't worry, Father, we're just hitching a ride, we won't do anything to you!"

Noticing Russell's composure, Seth tapped his pistol and added, "Hopefully, we won't encounter any presumptuous individuals along the way, what do you think, Father?"

"Can you put it simply? I've been slow-witted since I was a child and can't understand anything too profound." Russell scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "People who know me know that because of my introverted personality, lack of social experience, and slow reaction, I'm not good at speaking and can't express myself well."

Seth laughed when he heard this, "That's a bit much. A fool can't be a priest!"

After threatening Russell, Seth warned Kate and Scott twice not to try anything clever. He then put his brother Richard in charge of guarding the three hostages before sitting in the passenger seat and chatting with Jacob.

Inside the carriage, the four sat silently facing each other. Russell, feeling utterly bored, suggested playing a couple of rounds of Texas Hold'em.

Kate and Scott were very restrained under the gun, and even with good cards, they didn't dare to raise the bet. Russell, on the other hand, played as he pleased, making a series of aggressive moves, but ended up losing everything.

"This is not scientific!"

"That's right, it's theology!"

Before he knew it, Richard put away his pistol, put his arm around Russell's shoulder and started calling him brother. Although he didn't win much money, Richard felt great because Russell hadn't let him win and was serious about winning, so he lost to him every time.

In the passenger seat, Seth frowned upon hearing the laughter and chatter. "Jacob, what's that priest's background?"

You mean Swart?

"Ha, that name sounds fake. Don't try to fool me. Tell me who he really is." Seth instinctively sensed something was wrong. Russell's composure under the gun was too much; an ordinary priest couldn't do that.

"His name is Russell. He's a conman posing as a priest. I met him yesterday. His car broke down, and since we were going the same way, I gave him a ride."

Under the gun, Jacob spoke his mind. He had tried to save Russell, but the latter turned out to be an idiot, and he didn't want to risk trying again.

"Fraud?"

Seth glanced back at Russell and continued, "Tell me everything you know."

"All right..."

Jacob recounted Russell's boasting from the previous day, then described how a traffic jam appeared ahead, and the RV slowly came to a stop, encountering a police roadblock.

"Richard, take Kate to the bathroom. You two... continue playing cards." Seth glanced around and said slowly, "Gentlemen, if you inform on me to the police, Richard and I will die, but you won't survive either."

After saying that, he went into the bathroom.

Inside the carriage, Russell remained calm as he played cards, taking advantage of Scott's distraction to lose several more hands.

Russell didn't give up. The odds of winning or losing were 50% each time. The more times he played, the closer he got to that probability. He had been losing all along, and it was time for his luck to change.

"Hey, Father, can you hear me?"

Upon hearing this, Russell looked up at the police officer who had somehow gotten into the car, his face blank. "Who are you?"

The officer labeled Russell a gambling addict and asked with disdain, "Father, the driver told me you hitchhiked to Mexico. Please answer me, what are you going there for?"

Russell threw down his cards and declared with conviction, "I listen to the voice of the Lord and go to save the lost sheep."

You piece of shit, you'd better save yourself first!

The officer's face was full of disdain. "Father, you should be prepared to get shot. After you get past this checkpoint, the other side are all desperate criminals whose faith is money."

"Who isn't! So I plan to go to the casino to save all the people, win all the money, and keep them away from evil."

"..."

The officer turned and left, silently wishing Russell would die in Mexico. He had figured it out; this was a fraud posing as a priest.

In the bathroom, Kate was taking care of her business on the toilet when the police officer pulled back the curtain. Since it was inconvenient to go in, he could only check from the outside.

With his sharp, piercing eyes, as if they could see through clothes, he carefully examined the toilet several times to make sure there was no one hiding there before he closed the curtain with satisfaction.

Analysis shows that this police officer was conscientious and responsible during his duties, and lived up to the America police badge on his chest.

The RV was allowed to pass and passed through the checkpoint smoothly. The Mexico border is amazing. It is very difficult to enter the America, but it is easy to leave the America. As long as you are not a wanted criminal and the vehicle is clean, you will generally be allowed to pass.

Entering Mexico meant they were completely free from the pursuit, and the brothers were overjoyed. Seth promised that he would keep his word and release Jacob's family as soon as he met his contact.

The meeting place was a bar that catered specifically to truck drivers, and it had a very yellow name: Shake Your Head Bar!

In the middle of the night, the RV was parked in the bar's parking lot. Russell looked at the bar, which was decorated with colorful lights but had an extremely retro feel, and his eyes twitched slightly.

The smell of blood is very strong!