"drive!"

"drive!"

The man kept waving the horse's reins, and all the horses galloped forward.

But in fact, there were no drivers on the dozens of carriages behind them, but all the horses still only listened to the command of the men in front.

The reason is simple, this man has purchased the ownership of these horses.

No matter how many horses there are at the same time, they only obey his command, regardless of whether there is a driver or not.

In the carriage behind the horses, there were the cries of countless women.

"Woooo~ William, save me!"

"Put me down! Charles, kill this bastard!"

"John~my man!"

"Woo-"

"Woo——"

There were six women tied to each carriage, making a total of eighty carriages and a total of 480 women.

These women have one thing in common: they are all married.

Their husbands were running behind the carriage team, panting and swearing.

"Oh! My Mary~"

"You gangster, give my Kelly back!"

"Son of a bitch! Give my wife back!"

"Curse you, vicious scoundrel!"

In addition to hundreds of husbands chasing their wives thousands of miles away, there are also underground gangs hired by banks, passers-by whose wallets were robbed, newsboys, and all the police in London.

Under the leadership of Sheriff Lestrade, they rode a two-horse carriage and chased forward.

"I'll catch up soon!"

“‘Crazy Jack’ is right up ahead!”

The team chasing the murderer for thousands of miles was huge, with thousands of people running and speeding through the narrow streets.

The sound of horse hooves, running, cursing, and shouting

It is unstoppable, no less than starting a small earthquake.

The initiator of the ground rumbling was not Allen.
Chapter completed!