Chapter 277 Lucas's Intentions!
Sawyer's conflict with wild boar herd lasted for more than three hours. It wasn't until nightfall that the two boars finally calmed down and arrogantly left.
Sawyer cautiously slid down from the tree trunk. Out of fear, his crotch was already soaked with urine.
Having clung to the tree for so long, his arms and legs were stiff and cramped.
If the boars had stayed another ten minutes, he might've fallen down.
Seeing Virgil's battered corpse combined with the lingering smell of blood in the air, Sawyer couldn't help but run to the nearby bushes and vomit.
After dry heaving for a while, he lifted his head, gritting his teeth in frustration. "Ryder, I won't let you get away with this! Even if it costs me my life in these mountains, I will catch you!"
At that moment, footsteps echoed around him.
He turned his head warily, seeing the thugs who had scattered earlier coming back.
Seeing them, he was furious.
He quickly stepped forward and angrily scolded, "Are you all useless? So many of you were scared by two wild boars, but you still have the nerve to call yourselves black market thugs? Your resumes are impressive, but you're actually just a bunch of cowards!"
One of the men frowned at Sawyer's taunt.
He responded in annoyance, "How can you speak like that? Are you blind? We tried to stop them, but those two boars were in a killing frenzy; we couldn't hold them back! Out of the seven of us, three are dead while one is seriously injured, and the rest are all hurt! But you, you sacrificed your own men to save yourself. Don't think we didn't see that!"
"You!"
Sawyer pointed at his nose, wanting to retort!
However, the words got stuck in his throat.
After all, it was a fact that he had caused Virgil's death!
More importantly, these henchmen were just hired help, not his subordinates.
Each one of these guys was a mastermind of mischief, their moral compass at an all-time low.
If he pushed them too hard, they might not just quit; they could betray and kill him.
Realizing this, Sawyer felt a wave of fear.
His expression changed, and he softened his tone a bit. "Don't take it to heart; I was just a bit anxious earlier! Actually, this whole thing was Ryder's fault. If he hadn't fired that shot and caused the boars to go wild, we wouldn't have suffered so much. So, the most important thing now is to find him and get our revenge, what do you say?"
Hearing him, the man with the bow quickly said, "No, we won't seek revenge. We've already lost half our men before even encountering Ryder. How can we dare to seek revenge? Besides, he has a hunting rifle; it's too dangerous!"
The others also shook their heads.
Seeing this, Sawyer frowned.
He was determined to catch Ryder!
If these thugs all left, he couldn't do it alone!
Moreover, if these guys left and revealed what he had done, what then?
No, he had to keep them here!
Sawyer gritted his teeth, showing a determined look. "In that case, I'll triple the reward. Are you in or not?"
The men looked at each other, hesitating!
Seeing their struggle, Sawyer continued to tempt them, "No; I'll quintuple it! All rewards will be quintupled! As long as you can catch or kill Ryder according to the previous conditions, I'll pay you!"
Marx once said that with a 10% profit, capital was guaranteed to be used.
With 20%, it became active; with 50%, it led to reckless adventure; and with 100%, it disregarded all laws! With a 300% profit, people would not fear crime, not even the danger of the gallows!
Faced with such enormous temptation, the remaining thugs couldn't resist any longer.
They nodded eagerly one by one, agreeing that they'd catch Ryder no matter what.
On Ryder's side, he and Barbara had left the large rock an hour ago and continued moving forward!
Although Ryder knew the wild boar herd had caused significant trouble for Sawyer and his men, he didn't think they'd be completely wiped out.
Moreover, they'd likely seek even stronger revenge against him and Barbara.
They had to plan ahead.
Meanwhile, in Houston.
In the past two days, the Johnson family had been in the spotlight.
With an 1 billion dollar-investment from Phoenix Real Estate, the Johnsons had been continuously getting partnerships with small and medium-sized building material suppliers in the market.
Every company was practically begging to work with them.
As for SR Group, they hadn't secured a single deal due to the public opinion crisis.
Anyone could foresee that they wouldn't last even half a month. Only fools would collaborate with them!
Although the Johnsons were acting particularly aloof and had proposed many harsh terms for cooperation, those companies had no choice but to sign in humiliation to survive.
Some might've pointed out that there was still the Windsor family in Houston.
Indeed, they had a significant presence in the building materials market.
However, they had already taken the initiative to visit the Johnson family.
At the Johnson family's estate.
Lucas, accompanied by Elena, brought valuable gifts and placed them on the table.
Among these gifts were medicinal herbs, gold, agate, and antiques.
He had spent over a million dollars on these gifts!
He bowed and greeted Grandma Johnson and Sandra, "These are some modest gifts from me to the Johnson family. Please accept them!"
The Johnson family members looked at the gifts on the table, their eyes filled with greed!
It was worth noting that the Windsors had previously sent gifts to them twice.
The first time was a gift box worth less than a thousand dollars, while the second was a statue bought from a second-hand market.
On the surface, it was a gift, but in reality, it was mockery.
Anyone with eyes could see that!
But back then, the Johnsons were under the Windsor family.
Now that the tables had turned, the Johnson family was in the position of the big brother!
Facing Lucas's humble attitude, Sandra said indifferently while sat in her chair, "Lucas, you wouldn't come here for no reason. Just say what you want; I'm quite busy!"
Lucas smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes! Actually, I have a very small request, which is to be a bit lenient with the Windsors in the building materials market and leave us some market share. fter all, I'm getting old and don't have many years left. I just want to earn some money for my daughter so she can live freely in the future!"
Sandra sipped her coffee and said calmly, "What if I refuse?"
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