Mage Joan

General Isaac Hook.

Joan is familiar with this name.

I remembered it a little bit. This person is the deputy garrison of the colony of Alfheim. He is second only to General Charles Gates in the military world. At the same time, he is also the sheriff and the customs chief of Prince of Port. Prince Port has more power than the mayor.

"If I guessed right, the money that Henry Baldwin used to buy Pim Ranch was not his own, but from General Hook. Baldwin was nominally the new owner of Pim Ranch, and was actually just a substitute for Hook. The general’s agent for this industry is just that."

Old Gordon said contemptuously.

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

"I didn't want to have a conflict with unknown juniors like Baldwin. When the old Pim was alive, our two companies were doing their own business. There was no contradiction, but Henry Baldwin, a foreigner, is different!"

"This young man, unruly, tossed with great fandom when he came to Haus town, bragging about the breeding patents of the bullfed horses he holds, and the breeds he breeds are called "champions". The breed of horses bred on the pasture is a lot stronger!"

"Why do you elderly people care about this kind of "cowhide king"." Clark said with a smile.

Old Gordon shook his head gently, his face darkened.

"At first we thought that Baldwin was just bragging, but developments soon exceeded our expectations."

"What happened afterwards?" Qiao An could not help but asked curiously.

"Since Baldwin came to Haus town, it has messed up our originally peaceful life. Many local ranchers are not used to this guy, so they came to me to protest-as the president elected by the town's animal husbandry guild, I had to make it out."

The old man Gordon sighed and said with some difficulty: "I found Baldwin and I intend to talk to this young man calmly. Please ask him to calm down and stop talking about the crazy words that devalue his peers and tout himself, so as not to hurt. Peace between peers."

"It wasn't enough. Baldwin's boy was more arrogant than I expected. He told me straightforwardly-he doesn't care what our old guys think!"

"I quarreled with Baldwin, and finally reached an agreement to hold a race. Every ranch in the town will pick the best horse and openly contest the "champion" that Baldwin boasted. Race results to prove who breeds better horses!"

"What was the final result?" Clark asked.

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

"We lost and lost a mess...whether endurance, weight-bearing, sprinting or cross-country long-distance running, all competitions are Baldwin's horses ranked first, and they are much better than the second place... although very reluctant However, we have to admit that the title of "Champion" is indeed a veritable name."

"After the game, we old guys have lost their faces, but Baldwin has become so famous that he has become the hottest figure in the town. Even the mayor's wife is 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. By this autumn, no fewer than ten ranches could not bear the heavy debt pressure. It was sold to Henry Baldwin, and I was very sad to see old friends leaving the industry one by one, but I never thought that I would have that day."

Gordon's old man looked decayed.

"Mr. Davis, Henry Baldwin intends to acquire your ranch?" Joanne asked tentatively.

Old Gordon focused on his head and gritted his teeth: "Half a month ago, Henry Baldwin sent his secretary to come to me and offered to buy my ranch-I certainly wouldn’t sell it, especially I didn’t want to sell it to someone like Baldwin. !"

"I'm afraid Baldwin will not give up easily. Did he use any tricks to force you to sell?" Joan asked.

"Let you guess, lad, Baldwin is the kind of unscrupulous guy to achieve his goal!"

"Just two days after I rejected his proposed acquisition plan, a large group of terrible monsters suddenly appeared in my ranch, hiding in the riverside bushes. When the horses walked to the river to drink water, they would rush out in groups. In a week of attacking horses, no fewer than a hundred horses were killed by monsters."

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

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

"Daddy, what monsters are messing up on the ranch, and what is the connection between those monsters and Henry Baldwin?" Clark asked curiously.

"Have you all heard about "black wilt"? The monster that suddenly appeared on my ranch is a withered monster that spreads "black wilt". It is actually an evil and cruel activated plant. They look when they are still. Like dry shrubs, messy vines, or low pine trees, once they smell the scent of humans and animals, they will attack wildly until they tear the prey to pieces." The old man Gordon said with fear.

"As for the connection between the withered monster and Baldwin... there is not enough evidence to show that Baldwin is the behind-the-scenes messenger of this group of monsters, but Baldwin himself has said it in private more than once-anyone who offends him will sooner or later Broken by a withered monster!"

"Besides, my family is not the only ranch that has been attacked by a withered monster. Before that, other ranch had similar disasters until they were forced to sell the ranch to Baldwin at a very low price. The blame disappeared mysteriously!"

"Every sign shows that Henry Baldwin is the mastermind behind this series of despicable conspiracies!"

The old man Gordon became more and more annoyed and couldn't help punching the armrest of the seat.

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