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

was out

carried Marshall

scared that a layer of cold sweat broke on her back

also noticed that Marshall's horse had gone out

racetrack and had

it ran toward

Stella's expression changed drastically.

to have noticed this and turned around to run toward places

Seeing the horse get closer and closer to Stella,

stood on the horse's back with one

for the right opportunity

hard and forcefully changed

more

at Marshall, who was dangling on the

hand was changing color due to being constricted by

his hands were popped out, and his fingers were quivering faintly from withstanding his weight in

you jump off ina moment, you let

expression while looking at Keegan, then nodded with pursed

control the direction with a solemn face while trying to soothe

not seem to

more he wanted to control it, the more maniacal the brown horse

to kick Marshall off when the horse passed through the

he say he would shout, let go?' When his whole body

quickly protected his head and tumbled a few rounds on the sand pit of the buffer

over to

slightly scraped, while his other parts were