The next morning, at about seven o'clock, he thought the waiter had arrived at Scozhi's residence. He told Scozhi that Mr. Morgan asked him to take Scozhi directly to the hunting site. Scozhi hurried out with his new rifle and got into a four-wheeled carriage waiting there.

The carriage walked along the streets of New York for a while and stopped at a dock. Scrooge got off the carriage and saw JP Morgan standing on the deck of a small yacht.

"Hey, Scrooge." JP Morgan waved to Scrooge, "Come here."

Following the springboard, Scozhi asked in confusion: "Didn't you go hunting? Why did you get on the boat?"

"Oh, the place we hunted is a small island. Well, it's not too small, but there is no fresh water on the island, so no one lives there. But there are a lot of wild goats on the island."

"Isn't this the same island as the Count of Monte Cristo?" said Scrooge.

"Yes! Well, maybe we should go to the island to look for it and see if there are any caves with treasures hidden." JP Morgan laughed, "Irichi, do you remember there are caves on the island?"

"Ah, some, young master. When the tide was low, I saw a cave under the cliff facing north. But the entrance of the cave was too small, at most a dog or a cat could get into it, and a person could not get in any case." A sailor replied.

"Even if you can go in, you won't go in." JP Morgan said, "But when is the tide? We can go there and have a look. When will the spell be heard at the entrance of the cave, and the entrance of the cave may suddenly become huge."

At this time, another carriage drove over. JP Morgan frowned: "That damn European vampire is here."

At this time, the carriage had stopped steadily. The door opened. A young man wearing a small blue hat, about 23 or 24, got out of the car, stood on one side of the car door, and stretched out a hand, and then a slender hand in lace gloves stretched out from the car...

JP Morgan began to introduce the two people who had just boarded the ship to Scrooge.

"This is Joshua, Mr. Joshua Rothschild." JP Morgan read the surname "Rothschild" more heavily, and it seemed a little bit gritting. However, obviously, Mr. Joshua didn't take it to heart. Instead, he took the initiative to introduce his female companion:

"This is my cousin, Miss Helen. I came to the United States with me to relax. She heard that you were going to hunt on the island and was very interested, so she followed me to see the fun." Joshua said with a smile.

In the ears of time travelers like Scrooge, the surname Rothschild is truly well-known. This family is a well-known financial family in Europe and even the world. They control the financial markets in Europe and even the world. They rely on their influence in the economic field and directly affect the entire historical process. In any major political and economic activities in the present, you can find their shadows hidden or appearing behind them.

"I'm not here to watch the fun. I can shoot, and my shooting skills are pretty good." said the black-haired girl about fifteen or sixteen years old. "I'm not worse than any man."

At this time, more carriages came to the dock and more people boarded the boat. Among these people, Scrooge also saw his old friend Warren Drano. The people all boarded the boat, and they all formed several small circles to talk. At this time, the small yacht also raised its sails and sailed towards the blue sea.

"Hey, Scrooge, your new gun is finished?" Warren Drano walked towards Scrooge with a glass of red wine.

"Yes, today we'll try the gun." Scrooge said.

"You tried it while you were at home?" Warren Delano asked, "How did it turn out?"

Of course, Warrendrano knew that Scrooge must have tried this gun at home, otherwise how could he come with this gun? He is also an old expert in gun playing. There are many people who like to play guns on this boat, but if you really want to talk about a master who plays guns, you have to count him first.

"In experienced shooters, the firing rate can be five to six times that of a general bore gun using Minnie bullets. In windless conditions, the static chest targets at a distance of about 400 meters can also have a hit rate of more than 40% for a static chest target at a distance of about 400 meters." Scrooge replied.

"God!" Warren Delano widened his eyes, "Are you saying true? If I had known that your gun was so useful, I would not have introduced you to Mr. Morgan. I would have cut some meat from other deals and earned this money with you."

Scrooge knew that he should not take this kind of words too seriously, and it would be enough to listen to them. So he smiled and said, "No matter what, I still have to thank you for your cooperation opportunities. I think there will be a lot in the future."

At this time, a girl's silver bell-like laughter and shouting came from the bow of the boat: "Island! There is an island over there! Is that there?"

Scrooge looked in that direction, and sure enough, the sharp top of a small island was slowly emerging from the sea level. As the ships approached, the details of the island became clearer and clearer. The island was larger than at first sight. To the north of the island was a stone mountain about one hundred meters high. The mountain was not high, but it was very steep. The side near the sea was full of steep cliffs, and some shrubs were sparsely grown on the hillside to the south. The south side of the island was relatively gentle and wide, with weeds over the knees and various unknown small shrubs. The sea breeze blew, and large patches of weeds swayed in the wind, forming a green wave.

"How come there are wild goats on this island?" Scrooge asked. "Where did they come from?"

"Oh, maybe it was when the immigration boats were docking there to shelter, or simply drifted to the island with the wreckage of the ships that were killed. The same goes for wild dogs on the island. They live by eating those wild goats." JP Morgan happened to come over and answered.

"When did you find this interesting place?" Scrooge continued.

"Two years ago, I came back from Europe for vacation and got a boat out to fish, and found this island." JP Morgan replied proudly, "Two completely alien species have multiplied on such a strange island, and thus reached a balance. What an interesting thing. Scrooge, you think, if only goats are running to the island, what do you think this island should look like now?"

"There must be no grass on this island." Scrooge replied.

"Well, yes, the flock has no natural enemies, and the number will lose control. In the end, it will only bring complete destruction. Therefore, there are tigers and wolves in the world, which are all God's wisdom and God's will. The same is true for human society, and tigers and wolves are needed." Speaking of this, JP Morgan grinned and smiled with white teeth. The sun shone on his teeth, and it actually felt like it was shining.

Then, JP Morgan suddenly restrained his smile, stared at Scrooge seriously and said, "I am the tiger and wolf who came to the world in accordance with God's will."

At this time, the ship turned to the other side of the island, and a small harbor appeared in front of everyone.

"There are mountains on all sides here, and the wind and waves are very small. The first time I came here, I was shored here. Later, I asked someone to build a trek here so that I could come and have fun from time to time. In a blink of an eye, I haven't been here for a year. But the trek looks very intact. OK, we're going to get ashore." JP Morgan pointed to a wooden trek in the harbor and said to Scrooge.

...

After getting on the island, JP Morgan first emphasized the relevant discipline to everyone: "Don't get separated, as it is likely to be accidentally injured by others as prey. In addition, take care of the lady..." He glanced at Scozhi, "and the children. There are wild dogs on the island, and they are very brave and generally do not attack people, but women and children are not necessarily safe when they get separated. Goats are often on the mountain, so we go up the mountain first."

So everyone climbed up the mountain together. Because they took Miss Helen, everyone climbed the mountain very slowly. It took a long time to reach the hillside. The eldest lady named Helen suddenly screamed, "There seems to be goats over there! There are wild dogs!"

Following the direction of Helen's spending, Scourge looked over. He saw two wild dogs biting a goat tightly. One wild dog was biting the back of the goat, and the other wild dog biting the goat's nose. They were trying to put the goat on the ground.

Not far away, about a little less than a hundred meters away, a group of goats were hiding on the steep rock wall and looking at this side. Obviously, the goat that was being bitten belonged to this flock, and it failed to quickly hide on the steep rock wall during the attack just now. (Goats are good at climbing and often use this technique to avoid the attacks of natural enemies)

Scozhi visually observed that the distance between the goats staying on the rock wall was about 200 meters or less than 300 meters. At this distance, coupled with the sea breeze, Scozhi did not have the confidence to hit a target of the size of the goat with the Mauser in his hand. So he shook his head and whispered: "It's too far."

"This distance is good, more than 200 meters, it should be within the range of your gun. Scrooge, give me your gun?" Warren Delano said eagerly.

"Okay. I heard you are a hot-seller, so let us see it." Scrooge handed the gun in his hand to Warrendrano.

Warrendrano had seen the design of this kind of gun, so he was not so unfamiliar with such a gun. He quickly loaded the bullet, then raised the gun and pointed it at the goat in the distance.

"Joshua, guess Mr. Warren can hit the target?" JP Morgan said to Joshua.

"It's not easy, it's too far. It's just that there is an elephant over there, and it's not that easy to hit." Joshua looked at the distance and then looked at the gun in Warren Delano's hand. Well, it was a rear-loading gun. Due to air leakage and other reasons, the power and accuracy, especially the long-distance accuracy, are not as good as the front-loading gun using Minnie bullets.

"Or why we make a bet, bet $100, and I can hit the target by overwhelming Warren Delano," said JP Morgan.

Joshua thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay. I've bet with you!"

At this time, Warren Delano had aimed at the target, and his finger was already on the trigger, and he was about to shoot the shot.

PS: I went on a long trip in the afternoon, and today's two chapters were updated at one time, and there was no more in the afternoon.
Chapter completed!