Wang Fan was a little depressed, how could this be like this? How could no one bet on him to win?
Zhao Kuangshan looked at Wang Fan's depressed expression and couldn't help laughing. He waved his hand and said boldly, "I bet 50 million on myself to win!"
At this time, he finally felt that he had regained some ground, and was very relieved.
Although no one is betting on Wang Fan to win, even if he wins this game, he won't win much money, but it is still very satisfying to slap Wang Fan in the face.
Mo Wenwen couldn't stand it any longer, so she took out a bank card and took a picture of it, "I'll put out 20 million and bet on Wang Fan to win."
She brought Wang Fan, and no matter how embarrassed Wang Fan was, at this time, she had to turn to Wang Fan. Although she knew that most of the 20 million would be wasted.
"Thank you, thank you, Sister Wenwen, you still understand me best." Wang Fan burst into tears with gratitude, and then took out his bank card with a heartbroken look on his face, "I also bet 49 million, betting that I will win.
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Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
What a joke, how could he actually spend 49 million? Isn’t he just a small security minister? How could he pay back so much money?
Damn, it must have been given to me by Mo Wenrou. Damn it, it's so abominable. This pretty boy actually took Miss Mo's money and squandered it. .??.??
Mo Wenwen was a little angry again, this bastard, does Qian Du have a fever?
She wanted so badly to kick this bastard hard, but she just couldn't do it in front of so many people.
hateful!
The race started soon. The rules were very simple. Run three laps around the racecourse. The first one to finish the race wins.
Zhao Kuangshan still used the horse he rode before, while Wang Fan used the horse Mo Wenwen rode when he taught him before.
Not to mention anything else, just looking at these two horses, Wang Fan has no chance of winning.
Mark from Zhao Kuangshan
It's a high-quality horse, not comparable to Wang Fan's ordinary horse.
After all, the horse used by Wang Fan was only used for newcomers to learn. How could it be compared with other people's high-quality horses?
"Wang Fan, are you sure you want to compete with me on this ordinary horse? Why don't you change your horse? Don't lose in the end and accuse me, Zhao Kuangshan, of bullying you." Zhao Kuangshan frowned and looked at Wang Fan.
said.
"Haha, Brother Zhao, please stop bullying me. He can't tame an ordinary horse. If you change it to a high-quality horse, he can't even get on the horse's back?"
"Yes, Brother Zhao, just let me use this horse. Maybe I can win, but not necessarily."
"Hahaha."
Several people led by Bai Qinghu started making noises again.
Wang Fan didn't mind at all, but was full of disdain, "Haha, do I need a good horse to win against you? I use this ordinary horse, that's enough."
"Hmph, it's time to show off your real skills. If you lose later, don't cry."
Hahaha.
Everyone laughed again.
After Wang Fan finished speaking, he walked up to the ordinary horse and his expression suddenly became serious.
I saw him stroking the horse and muttering to himself in a voice that no one else could hear. His expression was as if he was communicating with the horse.
Looking at this scene, Bai Qinghu and others felt that Wang Fan was just pretending.
Only Kong Wucheng showed surprise in his eyes. He felt that Wang Fan was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Wang Fan and Zhao Kuangshan quickly got on the horse. This time, Wang Fan got on the horse steadily, regardless of his posture or posture.
Everything else is flawless and completely different from before.
Zhao Kuangshan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't take it too seriously.
The whistle blows and the game officially begins.
Zhao Kuangshan rode a fierce horse and galloped out in an instant, setting off gusts of wind.
Wang Fan followed behind on his horse, taking his time. ??
Soon, Zhao Kuangshan surpassed Wang Fan by half a lap.
Bai Qinghu and the others looked at this scene and couldn't help laughing again.
So what if Wang Fan really knew how to ride a horse? If he rode such an ordinary horse, wouldn't he be trampled by Zhao Kuangshan in the end?
Zhao Kuangshan quickly completed a lap. At this time, he was already leading Wang Fan by more than half a lap.
Looking at Wang Fan hanging behind him, his eyes turned cold, he roared, slapped the horse hard, and sped up again.
He wanted to lead Wang Fan by one full lap before finishing the second lap, and then make Wang Fan fall off his horse when he surpassed Wang Fan by one lap.
Wang Fan didn't mind at all, he was still riding his horse calmly, as if he didn't realize he was falling behind and didn't care about winning or losing.
However, Mo Wenrou, Kong Wucheng and others discovered that Wang Fan's speed was constant from beginning to end, neither speeding up nor slowing down.
Moreover, when the horse's hooves fell, there was almost no sound and no footprints were left on the hunting ground.
A heavy weight is a light weight.
Zhao Kuangshan had quickly completed a lap and a half. At this time, the fierce horse under his legs was already exhausted due to the previous crazy acceleration, and its speed began to gradually slow down.
He frowned and couldn't help but look back, only to find that Wang Fan was less than half a circle away from him, and the distance was gradually getting closer.
At this time, not to mention Mo Wenwen and Kong Wucheng, even the young and old ladies realized that something was wrong.
"Oh my god, the distance between them is actually getting closer?"
"That kid, why is it that the speed is constant? Why does the horse's hoof make no sound or leave any footprints when it falls?"
"It's incredible. Is this the legendary Tuxue Wuhen?"
They were all surprised, talking a lot, and their eyes were full of disbelief and shock.
Bai Qinghu couldn't help but start shouting, "Brother Zhao, speed up, speed up, that kid is about to catch up with you."
Meng Pojun also shouted, "We must not let this kid win, otherwise my 20 million will be gone."
The two people's words simply woke up the people in their dreams.
In addition, the young men and women also started shouting.
"I still have a deposit of five million."
"I also bet 10 million, Brother Zhao, don't let him win!"
Zhao Kuangshan almost fell to the ground when he heard the shouts of this group of people.
Damn it, is this a disguised slap in the face?
If he uses a superior horse, he can't beat Wang Fan's ordinary horse. Compared with Wang Fan's, wouldn't his horse-control skills be nothing? Wouldn't his face be completely lost?
At this time, he had completed two laps, and Wang Fan was less than a hundred meters away from him.
Zhao Kuangshan's eyes turned sinister, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Drive, drive, speed up!" He couldn't help but growl again, and the force of his hand became stronger.
Stimulated by the pain, the fierce horse raised its head and let out a high-pitched neigh. It sped up and sped up, as if flying. The distance between the two widened again.
This chapter has been completed!