Tavish was full of seductive tone: "We have gold, Yankees! We have gold!"

"We're not Yankees."

John quickly put aside his relationship, and he knew that these southern planters always had a contempt for the northerners and were quite unfriendly to them.

"I'm nothing, my father came from Scotland by boat."

Before, Dudge said that the Grey family was Scots, so John said that he was descended from Scotland in order to narrow his relationship with the Grey family.

"I'm a Scottish." Tavish was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the helper he found had a Scottish descendant.

"What about the Braceway family?" John said, with an inquiry expression on his face, which made Tavesh even more convinced that John was really a descendant of Scotland.

Tavesh heard the Braceway family and turned around and spit out: "Those slaughtered country bumpkins, I don't know what they are. Bitches? Slave-loving crazy people? Look at their damn ghost-like appearance!"

"How much gold is there?" Arthur didn't care about the clingy things between the two families. He only cared about whether he could get enough gold and let those who wanted to live a stable life in the life they wanted.

"Enough!" Tavesh lowered his voice: "I'm talking about those horses. Those precious horses can make you earn at least five thousand dollars!"

"Five thousand?" Although John knew that the Braceway family's horses were valuable, he did not expect that there were so many.

When Tavesh heard John's voice, he immediately knew that this incident was indeed surprising. After all, the number five thousand was said by him, because he did exaggerate, but it was definitely not a small amount.

Of course, this number is to be sold in regular stables. If it is sold to the black market of horses near Cape Clemons, it may be at most one-fifth of this number.

But he just wanted someone to cause trouble for the Braceway family. As for the money sold by those horses, it was irrelevant to the Gray family.

"Then where do we want to sell these horses?" Arthur asked in confusion.

Although he had been here near this place before, he was actually not familiar with it.

"There are those in Clemons Bay, and the people there will transport these horses out of the state and give you half of the money." Tavesh lowered his voice and pointed to the direction of Clemons Bay.

John stretched out his hand: "Sir, then you have negotiated a business. I wish us a happy cooperation."

Tavish reached out his hand and shook John, "Be careful, don't let people know that I asked you to go."

"I think people shouldn't know about horse stealing." John waved his hand and signaled Arthur and Javier to get on the horse.

Tavesh whispered: "Go to the stables south of Braceway Manor, which is where they raise blood studs."

The three of them rode their horses and quickly left the Kaliga Plantation.

"Crazy old man." John complained.

Arthur knew it was talking about Tavish's behavior, but he had seen it even crazier before.

"That's because you haven't seen that old woman from Braceway."

"Hosiah and Sean said they were visiting Braceway, have you never seen them?"

John was a little confused. After all, if Arthur had met the people from Braceway, then the Caligas Plantation would definitely not be so calm.

"Not yet. But if they have gone, we'd better be quieter and not implicate them. Our situation is complicated enough now, and I don't feel like I'm going to continue with things more complicated." Arthur instructed the two.

Daqi wanted to rob the gold of the two families, but the relationship between the two families was already complicated enough, so if they wanted to insert into the blood-sea hatred between the two families, they had to be more careful, otherwise, they would definitely be swallowed up completely.

John talked about his goal of waiting for others: "Just a few horses? Just $5,000? It seems that we have snatched the wrong things over the years."

"Well, I think there may not be that much. Look at that old man, he is crazy. I guess he doesn't remember what he said after a while."

Arthur complained and continued, "But even if we only get one-third of the money, it's enough."

"Then how do we act this time?" John asked. If there was Arthur in the operation, then Arthur was basically in charge.

Arthur thought for a while and said, "The guards were very tight, and I had seen the old lady in Braceway before. So we should try to keep a low profile. We should make those people think we were going to buy horses."

"Three people with weapons?" Javier was a little surprised. After all, they didn't look like the kind of people who wanted to buy horses, but were more like robbers who blocked the road.

Arthur didn't care: "If you are going to buy a horse with 5,000 US dollars, you will definitely have weapons ready."

When we turned to a corner, Arthur took the lead to the back door: "We should go to the back door, because Hosea and I walked through the front door before, and the guards of the front door knew us. If we walked through the back door, there would be no more things."

"Be careful, there is a guard at the gate, but I have never seen him." Arthur signaled to the two of them.

John rode his horse and walked to the front: "I'll communicate with him."

"Okay, come on." Arthur didn't care, as long as he could go in silently.

The guards who were doing nothing saw three people coming over on horseback, but they stopped not far from the door. Although they looked a little fierce, their behavior was quite friendly.

"Is there anything wrong, gentlemen?"

The guard approached John walking in front and asked.

John is considered a kind of kind among the murderers, so many times when he needs to communicate with people like the guards, John is the one who takes action.

John greeted friendly: "Hello, sir. We are here to see the horse."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Horse?" Although the guard knew that there were a group of blood stallions in the manor, he did not know whether the owner of the manor wanted to take action.

"Yes, we have an appointment with Mr. Bracewayt." John said the excuse he had just thought of.

The guard was a little confused, and he had not heard of it: "But, but I had never heard of it."

"My partner wants to make a large-scale investment in some stables here." John sighed, "Maybe, maybe we should go somewhere else."

"Uh, then, then you go to the stables to see you."

For those who want to invest, the guards dare not stop them. If someone finds out that he has blocked Braceway's opportunity to make money, he will definitely lose the job. Even if those radical guys know about it, he may disappear from the world.

Under the gaze of the guards, the three walked into the crop fields of the manor and followed the path to the stables.

"Relax, guys. We are here to buy horses, not to make trouble." Arthur slowed down his speed and then instructed the two of them.

Soon, Arthur saw a stable.

"It seems that the stables are right in front, and they are all low-key and calm." Arthur continued to command: "We will ride the horses in front of the stables and tie the horses there."

The few people soon arrived at the front of the stable, where a groom was cleaning the door.

"You guys follow me, I'll tell him."

Arthur took the lead to the stables, and the groom did not notice Arthur and the others' arrival.

Arthur walked behind him and greeted him: "Hello."

When the groom heard the sound, he turned around and saw three guys who didn't look good behind him. However, because they were in the manor in Braceway, the groom didn't feel any danger.

"Hello, young man, is there anything you can help you?"

"I hope so!" Arthur signaled to go into the stable and look: "I heard you have a lot of horses here?"

"Oh, of course. We have always had a lot of horses!" The horseman was a little confused. Of course, there must be a lot of horses in a stable.

Arthur stretched out his hands and said he was not threatening: "I mean a good horse."

Hearing Arthur's words, the horsewoman looked a little nervous: "I don't really understand what you mean, my friend."

"You know, friend." Arthur's face remained unchanged and continued.

The horseman realized something was wrong: "Listen, guys. You are not welcome here. You, Scarface, and Mexicans. I don't like government people!"

"We are not government people, sir. We are connoisseurs, and we are here to find some stallions." Arthur begged in a tone: "Help help, man. They are just some stallions, we will pay."

When they heard Arthur's pleading tone, and they did not look like government officials, the most important thing was that they said they would pay, and the horses here were originally for the purpose of selling them, and if they sold them themselves, they could still get a good commission.

The horseman said, "Okay, come with me."

The horseherd walked into the stable: "Most of the horses here are stallions, no matter whether they are sold for money or breeding. Where are you from?"

Javier and John crossed him to check the horse's condition. When he saw the two of them's professional postures, he felt that the order was stable and he felt relieved.

"We're from a professional horse farm, and he's in, well, Saratoga." Arthur continued to speak, and slowly approached the horseman.

"Look, this horse is called a three-headed dog..."

Before he could finish speaking, Arthur broke his neck directly.

Javier, who was watching the horse, heard the sound and turned around and saw Arthur kill the horse shepherd.

“Beautiful job.”

As he said that, Javier spitted at the horseman: "Ha, Mexican?"

John put on a scarf: "Okay, wear a scarf. I don't want people to recognize us."
Chapter completed!