After overtaking the No. 3 horse, Zhui Feng's speed increased instead of decreasing, and he quickly distanced himself from behind. Even the black hands behind the Jockey Club were unable to catch up at this moment. There was nothing they could do against Zhui Feng who was so powerful.
A unique landscape formed on the huge runway, and a figure like lightning left the other dozen horses far behind.
The nearest horse race was forty or fifty meters away from Chasing the Wind. In a race of 2,500 meters, this was a very rare distance.
All the way to the finish line, Chai Feng showed no signs of slowing down. He roared past the finish line with a gust of wind, and even Timur pulled the reins, unable to stop Chai Feng.
"Horse No. 12 has crossed the finish line, and the first place has been chosen. After a twists and turns in the race, the sweaty horse from the prairie of Inner Mongolia...chased the wind and won the championship of this race. It...well deserved it!"
The commentator's voice made the racecourse a sea of joy. Although not everyone was betting on chasing the wind, such a wonderful game was enough to make them unforgettable for a lifetime.
From taking the lead at the beginning, to falling behind in the mid-range due to unfamiliarity with the rules, and then to the desperate counterattack and avoiding the plot, in just over a minute, horse fans enjoyed a game that may only be possible in the world.
A horse racing feast that only appears in movies.
Regardless of whether these horse fans bought Chai Feng or not, this wonderful event was worth their ten Hong Kong dollars. The extremely fast storm Chai Feng set off on the track gave horse fans a great enjoyment.
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"Lulu!"
After running along the track for another few hundred meters, Zhui Feng stopped. He raised his front hooves and neighed to the sky. That is to say, Timur was able to sit on Zhui Feng's horse unexpectedly.
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The graceful Zhui Feng and the burly Timur staged a scene of horseback riding in the racecourse under the lights. Countless flashes were lit to capture this unforgettable scene.
This photo was frequently exposed in mainstream European media in the near future. The fastest horse in the world. Kmenistan, a small country that was originally unknown after the disintegration of the former Soviet Union, has become lively because it is the inheritance place of Zhui Feng's blood.
stand up.
Many clubs and private individuals went to Turkmenistan one after another to select bloodhorses. Since then, the history of European thoroughbreds dominating the world of short-distance horse racing has also come to an end.
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"Are you old?"
Dr. Shu Wen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the box, looking at the people and horses on the track not far away. He felt a little depressed unconsciously. Maybe his era was about to pass.
Dr. Shu Wen's No. 3 horse, due to exerting its strength too early in the mid-term, was not strong enough in the last 500 meters, and was overtaken by the horses behind it. It did not even enter the top five. This is also a problem for Dr. Shu Wen.
A big blow.
"Well done, thank you for your hard work..."
After the game, Zhuang Rui came to the finish line from the other side of the field and hugged Zhuifeng's neck tightly.
"Lulu..."
Zhuifeng hissed softly, and stuck out his tongue to lick Zhuang Rui affectionately. Timur next to him looked envious. Although he had found a little tacit understanding when riding Zhuifeng just now, Zhuifeng didn't show any affection towards him.
Any act of enthusiasm.
"Pfft!" After being intimate with Zhuang Rui, Zhui Feng suddenly turned his head and licked Timur's face with his tongue.
"This...this, Zhui Feng, you..."
Timur was a little flattered by Zhui Feng's sudden move, and tried to step forward and put his arms around Zhui Feng's neck, but Zhui Feng did not break free this time.
Holding Zhui Feng's neck, Timur smiled as happily as a child. For prairie people, being recognized by the horse was a very worthy celebration.
Timur knew that it was his actions on the field just now that made Zhui Feng recognize him. Although he would not recognize him as his master, he would no longer guard against him in the future.
"Huh? Timur answered, Zhui Feng is sweating again?"
When Timur and Zhui Feng separated, Zhuang Rui found that Timur's face and body were stained with blood-red color. Looking down at his own body, he saw that it was also stained with the same color.
Knowing this characteristic of the sweat-blooded horse, Zhuang Rui did not make a fuss. He patted Zhui Feng on the head and said: "Man, you really tried your best this time. Otherwise, the distance of more than 2,000 meters may not be enough."
Make you sweat?"
"Lulu..." Zhui Feng hissed and licked Zhuang Rui's hand, but his eyes revealed a deep understanding that only Zhuang Rui could understand.
Zhuang Rui knew that Zhui Feng didn't pay attention to those horses, so he laughed loudly and said: "Well, you are qualified to win the game today, haha. When you get back, I will have someone go to the prairie to collect some fodder for you."
My condolences to you..."
"Mr. Zhuang, according to the regulations of the competition, your horse needs to undergo a urine test..."
While Zhuang Rui and Timur were talking around Zhui Feng, a staff member came over, but when he saw the appearance of Zhuang Rui and Timur, his eyes couldn't help but widened, and he shouted loudly:
"It's injured. The horse is injured. These two people are also injured. Their faces are covered with blood. Come on, doctor. Where is the doctor?"
Zhuang Rui knew why Zhui Feng secreted red sweat, but that didn't mean that others also understood the characteristics of a sweaty horse. Before Zhuang Rui had time to explain, he was surrounded by a group of people cheering.
"Hey, hey, it's okay, it's really okay. This is not blood, this is sweat. Haven't you seen Mr. Jin's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"? This is the sweat of a sweaty BMW..."
Zhuang Rui explained to everyone in his unskilled Cantonese. It took a long time before the staff stopped trying to put him on a stretcher.
However, although the staff members stopped their hands, their eyes looking at Zhui Feng became more and more intense. The legendary Pegasus appeared in front of them and won the championship again. This made Zhui Feng in everyone's eyes.
, shrouded in a mysterious halo.
The so-called urine test for horse racing is not a real urine test. What can you do with this horse if it doesn’t urinate? The so-called urine test is just to use a needle to draw some blood from its body.
Fortunately, Zhuang Rui followed the whole process, otherwise with Zhui Feng's temper, he would definitely kick over the person who drew his blood.
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"Lulu!"
After coming out of the testing area, Zhui Feng, who was following Zhuang Rui, suddenly let out a long hiss that implied anger, and ran towards the oncoming man and horse.
"Zhui Feng, don't hurt anyone..."
Zhuang Rui didn't know what was going on, but without holding him back, Zhui Feng had already run up to the pair, opened the horse's mouth wide, revealing a mouth of fine white horse, and bit the opponent's horse.
I don’t know if it was frightened by Zhui Feng, but the horse didn’t even dodge, allowing Zhui Feng to bite him on the neck. As Zhui Feng’s head moved, a piece of flesh was torn off, and the scene immediately became full of excitement.
Blood flew.
"This...what's going on?"
Zhuang Rui was so anxious that he didn't expect Zhui Feng to go crazy. He rushed over and hugged Zhui Feng's neck, but the horse knelt on the ground and whined.
Zhuang Rui hugged Zhui Feng and used spiritual energy to treat the wound on the horse's neck. These thoroughbred horses are worth thousands of gold. If Zhui Feng bit it, he would have to pay the compensation himself.
Maybe the prize money from this event will be gone.
At this moment, the surrounding staff also gathered around, separating Zhuang Rui from the man and the horse. Fortunately, this was where the horse doctor was, and there was already a doctor treating the horse.
Timur took a closer look at the jockey, and his expression turned ugly. He stretched out his hand to give Zhuang Rui a hand and said, "Zhuang Rui, during the race, they are the ones who want to hit us. I feel that they
It seems like it was intentional..."
"Huh? On purpose?!"
Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard this, and when he looked through the crowd at the jockey, the ghost jockey was dodging Zhuang Rui's eyes.
"Damn, there's something going on in my heart, is someone trying to plot against me?"
Seeing this man's demeanor, Zhuang Rui suddenly became furious. He separated the crowd, grabbed the ghost guy, and asked loudly: "Who asked you to do this? Why did you use such a dirty method?"
Zhuang Rui was really angry. He didn't want Zhui Feng to win the championship, so he should refuse Zhui Feng to participate in the competition. But the method this man used was to abolish Zhui Feng? What if Zhui Feng hadn't escaped at the last moment?
Well, who knows what the result will be?
"I don't know what you are talking about? I don't know, let me go..." The short ghost jockey struggled desperately, but did not dare to make eye contact with Zhuang Rui.
This scene made the staff at the scene dumbfounded. Just now it was a horse duel, and now it has been changed to a real person PK. They didn't know what to do. The scene was chaotic.
"Mr. Zhuang, please let him go first. I will give you an explanation for this matter..." Just as the court was in chaos, the fourth wife's voice rang out.
After hearing what the fourth wife said, Zhuang Rui threw the ghost guy away, looked at the fourth wife with an evil look, and asked: "Fourth wife, do you know what's going on?"
In fact, when he heard Timur say that the man did it on purpose, Zhuang Rui analyzed in his mind that chasing the wind and winning the championship would only affect the interests of those gambling groups, and the fourth wife happened to be one of these people.
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The fourth wife gave a bitter smile and said: "Mr. Zhuang, I really don't know about this matter, but Mr. He was also very angry when he watched the game just now. He said he would give you an explanation..."
Zhuang Rui's face softened slightly after hearing what the fourth wife said. He knew that this time the Macau Gaming Group's peripheral lottery, SJM and the new company of the fourth wife were not involved, so it should have little to do with them.
