Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Chapter 557

The speed of the two horses was unexpectedly equally matched.

Keegan pressed his body down and stared forward with a sullen gaze in his eyes while swinging his horsewhip at the appropriate time to alter the direction.

When turning a corner, Juno outpaced the brown horse with a leap.

This move of overtaking Marshall made him slowly accumulate disadvantages.

Although their speed was still fast, the two- or three-meters distance could not be shortened regardless of any method used.

Keegan turned around to look at Marshall.

The corner of his lips twitched into a smile.

He turned his head back around and sped up again.

Marshall focused his gaze and flung a single harsh whip onto the horse's body.

The brown horse shrieked and accelerated its sprint speed.

The brown horse was unknowingly frightened at the final bend and pressing onto the finish line.

With another loud shriek, it shook Marshall off its back.

Stella was shocked and screamed out, "Mr.Moore!"

Marshall's whole body was flung to one side of the saddle with one leg dangling.

The other leg was hooked at the stirrup while both his hands had a deathly grip on the reins.

tightened expression due to the exertion of force, and

horse was

carried Marshall

so scared that a layer of cold sweat broke on her back as she

out of control and quickly rode Juno to chase

left the racetrack and had a rampage on

ran

Stella's expression changed drastically.

noticed this and turned around to run toward places

speed be comparable to a horse's? Seeing the horse get closer

horse's back with one hand, releasing

right opportunity and jumped onto the

at its reins hard and forcefully

seemingly grew more

looked at Marshall, who was dangling on the

color due to being

and his fingers were quivering faintly from withstanding his weight in

with a severe tone, "When I let you jump off ina moment, you

looking at Keegan, then nodded with pursed

best to control the direction with a solemn face while trying

did not seem

to control it,

to kick Marshall off when the horse passed through the buffer

he was still thinking, 'Didn't he say he would shout, let go?' When his whole body had already been released from the

tumbled a few rounds on the sand pit of the buffer

immediately came over to check

scraped, while his other parts