Chapter 491 The Troubles of the Davis Family (Ⅱ)

General Isaac Hooker.

This name sounds familiar to Joan.

After a little recollection, I remembered that this person was the deputy commander of the garrison of the Yalfheim colony, second only to General Charles Gates in the military, and also the chief of peace and customs in Prince Port. Port-Prince has more power than the mayor.

"If I'm not mistaken, the money Henry Baldwin used to buy Pym's Ranch was not his own, but General Hooker's. Baldwin is nominally the new owner of Pym's Ranch, but in fact he is just a substitute for Hooker. The general's agent in managing the estate."

said old man Gordon contemptuously.

"In this way, it can explain the source of Baldwin's wealth, but what does this have to do with you, Dad?" Clark asked inexplicably.

"At first, I didn't want to have a conflict with a nobody like Baldwin. When Old Pym was alive, our two families were doing their own business, so there wasn't any conflict, but Henry Baldwin, a foreigner, is different!"

"This young man doesn't follow the rules. As soon as he came to Howes Town, he made a big fuss, boasting everywhere that he has a breeding patent for a shitty horse, and the horse he bred is called a 'champion'. The horse breeds bred on the ranch are much stronger!"

"You old man, why bother with this 'cowhide king'." Clark said with a smile.

The old man Gordon shook his head lightly, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

"Initially we also thought that Baldwin was just bragging, but the development of the situation soon exceeded our expectations."

"What happened next?" Qiao An couldn't help asking curiously.

"Since Baldwin came to Howes Town, he has messed up our peaceful life. Many local ranchers can't understand this guy, so they came to me to protest—as the president elected by the town's animal husbandry guild, I had to get out of this."

The old man Gordon sighed, and said with some embarrassment: "I found Baldwin and planned to talk to this young man calmly, asking him to restrain his arrogance, and stop talking about those crazy words that belittle his colleagues and praise himself, so as not to hurt others." Amity among peers."

"I didn't expect that, that boy Baldwin was more arrogant than I expected, and told me very bluntly——he doesn't care what us old guys think!"

"Baldwin and I quarreled without a word, and finally came to an agreement that there would be a race in which the best horses from the various ranches in this town would be publicly contested against Baldwin's vaunted 'champion,' with Race results to prove who breeds better horses!"

"How did it end?" Clark asked.

Old Gordon sat slumped in the armchair, shaking his head and sighing.

"We lost, we lost in a mess... Whether it was endurance, weight, sprint or cross-country long-distance running, in all competitions, Baldwin's horse ranked first, and it was much better than the second place...Although reluctantly , but we have to admit that the title of 'champion' is indeed worthy of the name."

"After the game, we old guys were disgraced, but Baldwin became famous and became the hottest figure in this town. Even the mayor's wife was proud to invite him to the banquet."

"Since then, Baldwin's business has become more and more prosperous. Other ranches in the town, including my family, have been in trouble one after another. By this autumn, no less than ten ranches could not bear the heavy debt pressure, and finally had to sell the ranch. Sold to Henry Baldwin, and seeing old friends leave the industry one by one, I was very sad, but I never thought that I would one day."

Old man Gordon looked downcast.

"Mr. Davis, Henry Baldwin intends to buy your ranch?" Joan asked tentatively.

The old man Gordon nodded heavily, and said through gritted teeth: "Half a month ago, Henry Baldwin sent his secretary to come to me and offered to buy my family's ranch - of course I would not sell it, especially to someone like Baldwin !"

"I'm afraid Baldwin won't give up easily. Did he play some tricks to force you to sell?" Joan asked.

"Let you guess, boy, Baldwin is the kind of guy who does whatever it takes to achieve his goal!"

"Just two days after I rejected his acquisition plan, a large group of terrifying monsters suddenly appeared in my ranch, hiding in the bushes by the river, and whenever the horses walked to the river to drink water, they would rush out in groups Attacking horses, no less than a hundred horses were killed by monsters in just one week."

"In order to destroy those monsters, I called the police and invited a lot of mercenaries. Unfortunately, the security team and mercenaries were useless. Not only did they not destroy the monsters, but they also suffered heavy casualties. I had to pay a large sum of money Pensions, the ranch is almost out of business."

The old man Gordon rested his forehead and sighed, his face full of resentment.

"Father, what kind of monsters are making trouble on the ranch, and what is the connection between those monsters and Henry Baldwin?" Clark asked curiously.

"You've all heard of the 'black blight', right? The monster that suddenly appeared on my ranch is the wither monster that spread the 'black blight'. It's actually a kind of evil and cruel living plant. Just like dry shrubs, messy vines, or low pine trees, once they smell the scent of humans and animals, they will attack frantically until they tear their prey to pieces." Old Gordon said with lingering fear.

"As for the connection between the wither monster and Baldwin... There is not enough evidence to show that Baldwin is the mastermind behind this group of monsters, but Baldwin himself has said in private more than once - anyone who offends him will sooner or later Torn apart by the wither monster!"

"Besides, my family is not the only ranch that was attacked by the wither monster. Before that, similar disasters happened to other ranches, until they were forced to sell the ranch to Baldwin at a very low price. Those wither who made trouble in the ranch The monster disappeared mysteriously!"

"Everything shows that Henry Baldwin is the mastermind behind this series of despicable plots!"

The old man Gordon became more and more annoyed as he talked, and he couldn't help punching the armrest of the seat with his fist.

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