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Chapter 254

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It had been a long time since Malcolm went to bed on time. After realizing that the person who attacked him was Redmond, Malcolm reacted quickly and immediately began to plan a counterattack. The most difficult part for Malcolm wasn't how to get rid of Redmond, but how to maintain the stability of the black-market alliance after he got rid of Redmond.

In the eyes of others, the black-market alliance was a behemoth. However, as one of its founders, Malcolm knew very well how fragile it was internally. No matter how perfect the system was, it couldn't solve all disputes. This was where Redmond's reputation came into play.

The merchants of the black market had their own circles and factions, some of which were in conflict with each other. Malcolm, who had only been on Nassau for a few years, was no match for Redmond, who had been operating in Nassau for a long time, in terms of balancing their power and easing their conflicts.

This was also why, although Malcolm was the actual ruler of the black-market alliance, Redmond had to be the president. If Malcolm was given another two to three years, he could kick Redmond out completely. Even if it was only a year, he was confident that he could absorb most of the losses caused by losing Redmond.

If he were to fall out with Redmond now, it would be much earlier than he had expected.

However, at this point, there was almost no possibility of reconciliation between the two. Redmond must have known that the longer he dragged things out, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. Coupled with the sudden appearance of Malcolm's' rival ', Carina, it wasn't too surprising for him to make a move at this time. However, he didn't manage to hide it from Malcolm. Now, he had to think of a way to drive Redmond out of Nassau and minimize the impact of this incident.

Malcolm listed down the names of the black-market merchants with more prestige on Nassau and thought of a candidate to replace Redmond. It was late at night before he returned to his bedroom to change and sleep.

However, not long after he closed his eyes, he was woken up by the sound of running footsteps outside the door. There were also people shouting. This kind of thing should have been strictly forbidden. Malcolm sat up on the bed when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Wallace, the butler, hurriedly opened the door.

"What happened outside? Why is it so noisy?" Malcolm frowned as he put on his clothes.

"Some black slaves rioted. They set the barn, the firewood room, and a warehouse with cotton on fire."

"How many people?"

"I don't know for now, but it seems like more than half of them participated. They even have weapons in their hands. Other than the stones on the ground and the kitchen knives, there are also daggers and guns." Wallace paused for a second and said, "But there aren't many of them. Two or three guns at most. I've sent another team to protect you. I've also sent people to the other plantations nearby to ask for help. You'll be safe once they send someone over."

Malcolm had already put on his clothes and boots. He went to the balcony and saw a fire not far away. There seemed to be a battle going on somewhere else.

Just as Wallace had said, the number of black slaves was not small, but the guards were clearly better equipped. They were outnumbered, and they were not at a disadvantage. At the same time, as the battle progressed, the supervisor of the manor also joined in.

At this rate, there would be no problem holding out until reinforcements arrived. Managing the black slaves had always been a headache. Several plantation owners nearby had agreed that they would not sit idly by in such a situation. So, Malcolm did not care about the outcome of the battle. On the other hand, he did not pay much attention to the losses that Wallace was talking about.

The question that Malcolm was thinking about now was whether Raymond had anything to do with what happened at this point in time.

If that was the case, what was the meaning of his actions, and what reason did he use to incite the black slaves to cooperate with him?

In the past, there had been cases of black slaves escaping from Terrance Manor, but most of them were small-scale escapes. It was rare for them to cause such a huge commotion.

Apart from the fact that it was easy to leak information when there were too many people, there was also the fact that a large target could easily be caught. Even if they managed to escape from the manor, there was nowhere to hide. Another issue was how the weapons got into the manor.

However, these questions could only be slowly investigated after the riot was quelled. For now, it was certain that Darcy was not the only spy in the manor.

Soon, news came that the rioting black slaves were moving towards the stables.

The guards over there were relatively weak, and they were on the verge of collapsing. If the slaves were to release the frightened horses, the situation would become even more chaotic. Hence, with Malcolm's permission, Butler Wallace immediately led a group of men over there to provide support.

But when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He noticed that the incidents happened in three different directions. Only one direction was relatively quiet tonight.

Other than the cotton plantation, the torture chamber was also located there.

"What a cunning little thing," Wallace muttered as he loaded gunpowder into the barrel of his gun. Wallace, the butler, muttered as he loaded gunpowder into the barrel of his gun. He decisively changed his direction and led his men to the torture chamber.

From afar, they saw the corpse of a supervisor lying outside the door, with several table knives stuck in his back. On the other side, a black man walked out of the house with Nadia on his back. Wallace pulled the trigger without hesitation, but the shot only hit a wooden barrel next to him.

The black man was shocked by the gunshot and fell to the ground. Nadya, who was behind him, also fell down. At this time, the other guards also fired. The black man had no time to care about Nadya, who was next to him, and hurriedly fled back to the torture chamber.

Leah heard the gunshots too. She followed behind the black man, with Lola carrying Darcy at the back. There were also four black maids and two black men planting cotton.

One of the black men and two of the black maids had died in the battle with the overseer. The remaining black maid had suffered some minor injuries.

This was all the fighting force on their side. On the other hand, Wallace had five guards, four of whom were armed with guns.

They approached the torture chamber and soon reached the door. Just as they were about to force their way in, they heard a gunshot. The guard who was running at the front was hit in the head by a bullet and fell to the ground.

The sudden turn of events made the others more cautious. What they did not know was that Leah only had one gun in her hand, and after this shot, she only had one bullet left.

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