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.

expression due to the exertion of force, and the veins on his forehead

was

carried Marshall while galloping

so scared that a layer of cold sweat broke on

also noticed that Marshall's horse had gone out of control

and had a rampage on the

it ran

Stella's expression changed drastically.

to have noticed this and turned around to run toward

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

back with one hand, releasing Juno's

for the right opportunity

at its reins hard and forcefully changed

grew more frenzied

was dangling on the other side of

hand was changing color due to being constricted by

his fingers were quivering faintly from withstanding his weight in

let you jump off ina moment, you let go and roll over while protecting your

tightened his expression while looking at

direction with a solemn face while

it did not seem

to control it, the

timing to use his leg to kick Marshall

he was still thinking, 'Didn't he say he would shout, let go?' When his whole body

few rounds on the sand pit

to check on

palm and elbow were slightly scraped, while