On the first day Su Changfeng entered the northern border, he was assigned to the logistics department and was responsible for feeding the war horses.
Later, even though he became the God of War, he still had to feed his war horses in person every day.
It can be said that Su Changfeng has grown up with all kinds of horses in the past few years. Even the staff at the racecourse may not know horses as creatures better than he does.
Therefore, Su Changfeng has full confidence in choosing horse racing.
He looked at Huihui and said with a smile: "It's okay. I'll choose one myself later. I think I can win."
Hui Hui rolled her eyes at him: "Maybe? If you lose, will you still be alive? Will Cui Zhihao let you go?"
"I don't know how you offended Cui Zhihao, but I remind you that they, the Southerners, are the most ruthless. Moreover, relying on the Southern Representative Office to protect them, they are even more lawless."
"Many people in Imperial Capital have been bullied by them, including some powerful children."
"If you lose, I'm afraid even Ling'er won't be able to save you!"
Gu Ling'er also said anxiously: "Brother Su, Huihui is right, I think you really shouldn't be too casual. This is related to your wealth and life, it's no joke!"
Su Changfeng smiled and said: "Two beauties, don't worry, I won't be stupid enough to make fun of my own wealth and life."
"Trust me, okay?"
Seeing Su Changfeng's firm eyes, Gu Ling'er and Hui Hui said nothing more and could only nod.
ten minutes later.
Nine racing horses appeared in front of everyone.
When everyone saw the nine horse racing horses in front of them, they all cheered.
Whoever wins the bet on the champion among these nine horses will definitely gain a lot tonight.
At this time, Cui Zhihao, accompanied by Su Wenxue and three others, returned to the VIP table.
Su Wenlong glanced at Su Changfeng and sneered: "How was the selection? Are you almost blinded by the selection?"
"Actually, there is no need for you to waste your energy. With your eyesight, you will lose no matter what choice you make."
Su Wenchao on the side also looked at Su Changfeng coldly.
"That's right, not everyone can play a game like horse racing. Su Changfeng, you'd better be prepared to fail today!"
"It's time for you to be taken care of by Master Cui!"
Gu Ling'er looked at Su Wenlong and Su Wenchao unconvinced: "What are you so arrogant about? How do you know that the horse chosen by Brother Su can't beat you?"
Su Wenchao sneered: "If you have the guts, just tell me which horse you chose."
Huihui rolled her eyes at him: "Why do you want to tell me? Which horse you chose, why don't you tell me?"
In fact, everyone present knows that if you tell the horse you have chosen, it is equivalent to showing your trump card to the other party.
If the opponent suddenly changes his mind and changes horses, the outcome of this competition will be uncertain.
However, at this moment.
Su Changfeng stared at the nine horses under the stage and suddenly said: "Ling'er, I've made my choice. I choose No. 9."
What?
Su Changfeng's words stunned everyone present.
Number nine?
Everyone looked at him in disbelief.
"Brother Su...did you see it wrong? Horse racing No. 9 is the smallest one..."
Gu Ling'er looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Hui Hui also said: "That is, horse racing No. 9 is the shortest among all the horses, and it is also the one with the least championship appearance. If you look at it like that, it cannot be the champion tonight. Hurry up and change it!"
When they heard that Su Changfeng had chosen No. 9, Su Wenlong and others looked at each other and laughed.
Obviously, they all had the same idea, that Su Changfeng was out of his mind.
"Su Changfeng, are you sure you want to choose No. 9?" Su Wenlong looked into his eyes.