No one expected that the sweaty BMW suddenly went crazy and rushed towards Wang Qiaochu without hesitation.
The momentum is like a rainbow and the pressure is astonishing.
This horse is a heavy breed, weighing up to 1,000 kilograms, and can knock down ten strong men in one second.
Although Wang Qiaochu usually works out and can do one and a half moves, it is not enough for a sweaty BMW.
As long as it hits you in the face, the whole village will probably go to Wang's house for dinner.
Almost all of the dozen or so people present were suffocated. They couldn't even shout out, but looked at the charging horses with ashen faces.
Wang Qiaochu also had a stiff smile and his whole body was cold.
Not to mention confrontation, he couldn't even do evasive movements.
The sweaty horse will arrive in an instant.
"kill--"
At this moment, a figure jumped down from the high platform and roared in front of Wang Qiaochu.
Then, he lowered his waist, reached out with both hands, and held down the head of the charging black horse.
"Zi——"
There was a loud noise, and the black horse maintained its collision posture, rushing forward against Miao Jingyun.
Brutal force poured into Miao Jingyuan's arms, and then spread to his whole body, causing his feet to drag out a three- to four-meter ravine on the ground.
At the same time, the horse's hoof penetrated the air and kept tapping on Miao Jingyun's chest.
"Bang bang bang——"
Miao Jingyun also roared, pressed his hands, narrowed his arms, and struck with horse hooves.
Hearing a series of collisions, Miao Jingyun shook as if he had been hit by a bullet, and his feet sank into the runway and stirred up a lot of mud.
However, Miao Jingyun was never knocked over or moved away, firmly suppressing the impact of the furious black horse.
A few seconds later, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Miao Jingyun's mouth, but the speed of the black horse also slowed down.
Everyone was completely stunned.
I never expected that Miao Jingyun would be so tyrannical, that he could be as strong as the dark horse in terms of strength and speed.
"kill--"
Miao Jingyun did not waste the opportunity, roared again, pressed the horse's head with both hands, and jumped up high.
Then he punched the horse on the head.
His fist can hit a thousand kilograms of force, no matter how hard the black horse's head is, it can't bear it.
There was only a click sound, and a large amount of blood spurted out.
"Bang bang bang——"
Miao Jingyun didn't stop, punching him one after another, like raindrops.
There was a crackling sound of bones, and blood spurted out one after another.
Countless people gasped, with fear in their eyes.
Afraid of Miao Jingyun's power, afraid of his violence, afraid of his ferocity.
"boom--"
The dying black horse let out a mournful cry, flipped Miao Jingyun over violently, rushed several meters diagonally and fell down.
The skull was shattered and blood spurted out.
The black horse seemed to have been hit by a hammer. Half of its head collapsed, as if it had been fatally injured.
Miao Jingyun was half-kneeling on the track, spitting out a mouthful of blood. One meter behind him was Wang Qiaochu.
"Bang bang bang——"
Several Wang's bodyguards reacted, rushed up and shot at the bloody BMW.
Among the dozen bullets, the black horse screamed a few times, twitched twice and died completely.
Miao Jingyun's figure flashed and she was at Miao Jingyun's side, reaching out to help him up.
"Master Wang, I'm sorry, I don't know why this horse is crazy."
Regardless of his injuries, Miao Jingyun struggled to apologize to Wang Qiaochu:
"I wanted to give you a generous gift, but I didn't expect the horse to die and frighten you. I'm really sorry."
As he spoke, he took a long, slow breath to gradually calm down his mood.
"Hahaha--"
"A horse is dead when it dies. No matter how rare it is, it is just a beast."
"Besides, this bloody horse is far inferior to your thousand-mile horse."
"For me, knowing Mr. Miao is the greatest gift!"
Wang Qiaochu had already regained his composure. He laughed loudly and stepped forward to hug Miao Jingyun's shoulders:
"Young Master Miao, you will be one of your own from now on. If you have anything to do with Ye Fan, just say nothing."
"If I can help, I'm bound to do it; if I can't help, I'll find a way to solve it."
He extended an olive branch to Miao Jingyun.
Although he didn't like fighting and killing, Miao Jingyun's tyranny still made his eyes light up and made him think.
Wang Qiaochu shouted: "Today I want to have a drink with Brother Miao. I won't come back until I'm drunk."
Lin Qihai and the others immediately became busy...
When Miao Jingyun followed Wang Qiaochu, he whispered to Miao Wedding Dress:
"check!"
There was no emotion on Miao Wedding's pretty face, but her eyes were fixed on a VIP room in the Jockey Club.
High-frequency sounds are difficult to hear, but Miao Jieyi captured the fleeting whistle...
At the same time, Lin Baishun was taking the elevator to the parking lot on the second floor, and then got into a black nanny car.
As the car slowly started to leave, Lin Baishun said to Song Hongyan, who was quietly flipping through a magazine: "I missed it."
"See, this Miao Jingyun is indeed a character. No wonder Miao Jinge asked him to seize the position of president."
There were no emotional fluctuations on Song Hongyan's face: "Not to mention wisdom, his brute strength alone is a hundred times better than his brother Miao Zhuifeng."
The events at the entire racecourse were transmitted from the surveillance camera to her mobile phone, and she witnessed Miao Jingyun's arrogance.
"This game is such a pity."
Lin Baishun showed regret: "It didn't kill Wang Qiaochu, nor did it provoke them. Instead, it made them closer."
He really hoped that the sweaty horse would hit Wang Qiaochu to death. In this case, Lin Qihai and the others would definitely beat Miao Jingyun and others into a honeycomb and even destroy the Miao family.
That's really killing two birds with one stone.
Unfortunately, Miao Jingyun was too domineering and fell short of success.
"It doesn't matter. People make mistakes and horses stumble."
"If we don't succeed this time, then we'll have to wait for the next time. Anyway, we don't have to fight, there's no risk, there's no cost, and failure doesn't matter."
Song Hongyan looked very open-minded: "It's just that the man in my family is probably going to take the blame. Today's incident will probably be blamed on him."
She knew in her heart that the sweaty BMW was suddenly frightened and hurt someone. Wang Qiaochu and the others did not react now because they were concerned about their own safety, but they would find the problem if they calmed down.
Regardless of whether there is evidence or not, they will conclude that it was Ye Fan or Tang Ruoxue who did it.
While speaking, she clicked her finger on the screen a few times, and the camera switched from the runway to the VIP room.
The place where Lin Baishun stayed just now.
Lin Baishun's expression tightened: "Do you want to inform President Ye?"
Song Hongyan glanced at him: "What do you think?"
This look was so fierce that Lin Baishun's eyelids twitched and he immediately shut up, knowing that he had offended something.
Some things can be reminded, and some things really cannot be reminded.
"Don't worry, Ye Fan can handle it, and it will also increase his growth."
Song Hongyan withdrew her reproachful gaze, focused on the magazine again and spoke:
"If he doesn't experience ups and downs, how can he stand at the top of Dragon City..."
Then she looked at Miao Wedding Dress who broke into the VIP room on the screen:
