Silly Damu seemed to have received the signal from its partner. It was still accelerating. All the muscles in its body were tensed up. All the strength of its body was concentrated on its hind legs. Its two huge hind hooves trampled the soil on the ground and flew up behind it.
The body soared forward, landed slightly, then kicked off the front hooves, and the body was suspended in the air again. The muscles relaxed, tensed, and moved repeatedly, creating an incredible sense of speed.
At a distance of almost fifteen meters, Shadamu completed overtaking all his opponents. Even if the first place was an honest one and had already tried his best to run forward, it was of no avail.
Ten meters away from the finish line, the race was over, because in just this distance, Sha Da Mu had already surpassed Zheng Da Guangming by a full length.
At this moment, Silly Damu is like a heavy sword, a heavy sword without an edge. Victory is achieved by strength, and the path is simple!
An ordinary stab with a huge force. You see it coming, but you can't stop it. Even if you have thousands of tricks and millions of unwillingness, you can only watch the heavy sword reflect.
On your eyelids, tearing apart your ribs and thrusting straight into your heart.
Zhang Chi was dumbfounded!
He did not expect this result at all. He wanted Silly Damu to win, but he himself felt that this was a luxury.
He often mentioned this extravagant wish, but in his heart he always suppressed it with reason.
If you want to be stupid and win, it's better to buy a lottery ticket. This is Zhang Chi's truest thought. Now Zhang Chi's lottery ticket is out.
Jackpot!
After overpowering several famous horses worth hundreds of thousands and worth millions, he rode away from the last two hundred meters and completed an incredible victory!
The last one or two hundred meters of sprinting was completely unreasonable and overwhelming!
This kind of victory comes so heartily!
Not only Zhang Chi was stupid, everyone sitting in the private room was stupid, especially Zhang Chi's good neighbor. Now he has his mouth open and can stuff a duck egg in his mouth. If Zhang Chi were to stuff it, let alone the duck egg.
, Lao Zhang wants to try ostrich eggs!
Zheng Bohong was also dumbfounded and couldn't help but said: "Holy shit, is this something done by humans?"
Several friends of the good neighbor were also dumbfounded. They came to watch Lao Liu's horse racing win, not to watch a young upstart feel proud.
The private room was completely quiet, the sound of a pin dropping to the ground was as loud as thunder, and even the waiter was dumbfounded.
The entire arena was also quiet.
Silly Damu crossed the finish line!
But the silly big tree did not slow down, and was still struggling to move forward, carrying its companions, like an arrow leaving the string, carrying a roar.
The sound of the dynamite is like a sharp arrow shot by the Hun King Maodun, and thousands of arrows follow.
Wan Jian is just a supporting role, the protagonist is always the Ming Dy that rings in the clear sky.
The arrow of the king achieves the demeanor of the king!
In this battle, everyone’s heirs and bloodline will all die under the four hooves of Silly Damu, and there will be no survivors!
Aidan was also stunned. He knew he had won, it was an incredible win, and his mind shut down the moment he crossed the finish line.
After coming back to his senses, he remembered to ask Shadamu to slow down and stop.
At this moment, Silly Big Wood was about to run around another corner. Silly Big Wood was really stupid and didn't know how to stop. Even without Aidan's urging, it was still running desperately.
After receiving Aidan's instructions, Shadamu began to slow down.
The entire racecourse suddenly burst into thunderous applause.
Before the game, the commentator said countless flattering words, but none of them were about Sha Damu. Most of the audience didn't even know what Sha Damu was called.
But now they know!
They saw the most incredible killing in their lives, the massacre of Chi Guoguo! Violence transcended!
More than 200 meters behind, six lengths behind, and nearly two lengths ahead when sprinting.
It is a pity that it is only two thousand meters. Everyone believes that if it were longer, all the horses would eat ashes behind this ugly horse.
The common man's horse, the ordinary horse, raised the butcher's knife against a group of young disciples, killing them cleanly and decisively.
Silly Damu stood still at this moment. As usual, it returned to the second fool state. It seemed that it was not itself that won. There was no excitement like other horses after outperforming the same kind.
It stood quietly, like a statue, with its tail hanging low and its ears naturally forward like sharpened bamboo.
Before this game, it would have been stupid to stand like this, but now it looks like a calm general.
Aidan was already crying at this moment. He did not take off his goggles, sniffling, and two lines of tears flowed out unsatisfactorily. He knew that his career was alive again.
Although this is an ordinary game, it is extraordinary for him and Sha Damu. After this battle, they no longer need to participate in entry-level competitions, because they are champions!
Aidan knew how strong his opponents were, and everyone knew that although the two games in the afternoon were entry-level games, the significance of winning this game was by no means comparable to the appetizers in the morning.
This is my first crown, and it is also the first crown for Silly Damu, but it cannot be the last crown, whether it is for me or Silly Damu.
Aidan raised the riding whip in his hand, stood up from Shada Mu's back, bowed his waist, guided the rein with one hand and waved the riding whip in his hand, tightly held the saddle in his hand, waved it vigorously in the air, and roared at the same time.
, releasing all the grievances and unwillingness of the past few months.
Aidan's movements fell on the big screen, and all the spectators stood up and applauded the champion and his jockey again, thanking them for an extremely exciting race.
Aidan controlled Silly Damu and prepared to exit. At this moment, all the horses had exited. They were not qualified to stand on the track. At this moment, the track only belonged to the winner, and the loser walked away.
Hahahahaha!
Zhang Chi now has his hands on his hips, looking up to the sky and laughing.
While laughing, he was also irritating: "Two hundred yuan, I only bought this horse for two hundred yuan! Hahahaha!"
My good neighbor now wants to trample Zhang Chi to death and turn him into a pulp!
No, I stepped on it and chopped it with a knife. I minced the meat and made dumplings to feed the dog.
Zheng Bohong, Zhao Yue, and Duan Shuyi were all happy.
Zhang Chi finished laughing and said: "I'll go take a look at my horse. I've already seen that it's different...".
At this time, the racecourse also cooperated with Zhang Chi's behavior of loading coins, because it was broadcast on the radio that Sha Damu broke the two-thousand-meter track record of the racecourse.
Although the record at the small racecourse is a bit tricky, it is not easy to break. After so many years of horse racing in the United States, it is not easy to break the record at any venue.
Glancing at his good neighbor who was ashen-faced, Zhang Chi decided not to irritate him any more and just stabbed him in the heart and pulled it out. What are you doing to stir up trouble?
We must be kind and compassionate, which has always been the bottom line of our work. We can only stab someone with a knife without getting cramped.
So Zhang Chi, Zheng Bohong and others were so happy that they jumped out of the private room as if they had eaten shit.
After Zhang Chi left, the private room was quiet for five minutes.
"It's just an ordinary game."
The good neighbor friend began to comfort his friend.
It’s hard to find another word. I was leading all the way, but I was trembling in the last ten meters or so, and was overtaken by someone by two lengths.
It's like hugging a big beauty. You're all ready, but you're about to reach the end of the sword, and you're gushing. Who can you blame for this? You can't blame the big beauty for being too beautiful. What this means is
Human words!
A horse worth over one million dollars can't outrun a horse bought for two hundred dollars. This... forget it, for a moment I forgot what it meant to be embarrassed.
Is it because you can't run fast if you are honest?
This is definitely unjustifiable. Not only did Zhengdaguang Guangming run well, but his results were also very impressive. He has already stepped on the record line. He is worthy of being a son of horse king Van Gower, and he is worthy of being worth millions of dollars.
Lao Liu spent his money well.
If it hadn't been for Silly Damu's presence today, the one who tied the record would have been Zhengda Guangguang. With this speed, he would have been able to win the championship almost anywhere.
today?!
It's just bad luck that I met my opponent.
Although the logic makes sense, for my good neighbor Lao Liu, the whole thing is like eating a bowl of noodles with mixed sauce. It tastes very good. I ate half of it happily, but found a maggot in the sauce in the bowl, and it was still moving.
That kind of made me feel extremely sick all of a sudden.
My good neighbor feels as if he has knocked over his five-flavor bottle, and he doesn’t know what it feels like.
He never thought it would end with such a result. The second reason was not that he couldn't accept it, but that he really couldn't accept being defeated by Zhang Chi. What was even more frustrating was that he only bought the horse for two hundred yuan.
Two hundred yuan versus one million, what kind of multiple is this!
Zhang Chi's current mood is completely opposite, and he feels windy when he walks.
Returning to the small empty space in front of the stable door, Aidan and Silly Wood were standing together with Mason. Aidan had a smile on his face at the moment.
Mason's expression was a little playful.
Shadamu was a horse he trained and sold for a friendly price of 200 yuan, but he never thought that Shadamu would achieve such results.
If I had known earlier, it would have been impossible to sell it for 200,000 yuan, let alone 200 yuan.
This is actually not Mason's fault. How can a trainer test a horse little by little? They usually let people ride for a certain distance first to see how the horse starts and how fast it runs.
What trainer would be so crazy as to let a horse run two thousand meters to its death during training?
Of course, even if Mason tried, he couldn't figure it out. Without the few ladles of gourd pulp given by Zhang Chi, Silly Damu was destined to be the product of the slaughterhouse in this life.
Mason felt a little uncomfortable because he missed Sha Damu, but now it was a fact and he had nothing to do.
On the contrary, now that Sha Damu's performance is getting better, he can also take advantage of it, because both Sha Damu's father and mother are at his racecourse.
If Silly Damu can win a G1 game, and win beautifully, then the two cards in Mason's hand will be different.
In horse racing, the son is generally valued according to the father, and the son is valued according to the mother, but there is also a phenomenon where parents are valued based on the son.
So now Mason is the one who, besides Zhang Chi and Aidan, hopes Silly Damu can win the most.
Breeding fee!
Now when Mason thinks about this, he can't help but feel a little happy. The better the performance of Silly Damu, the more expensive the two cards in his hand will be.
As long as Shadamu wins a top-notch G1, then Shadamu’s father’s breeding fee will make his racecourse prosperous.
Besides, Shadamu is only two years old. Strictly speaking, his track career has not officially started yet. Now it is just an appetizer. A two-year-old horse has broken the track record. What is the future?