After Huangfu Jie left, Ye Yinger asked in confusion: "Brother, why did you agree? His horse is a good horse, and it seems that our horse is very problematic."
Ye Wendong patted Ye Ying'er on the shoulder and smiled and said, "I think this horse is pretty good."
Ye Ying'er was speechless. Where is this horse better? The lame horse couldn't run fast at all. Even her, an amateur, knew that Huangfu Jie was a bully.
Seeing Ye Ying'er's face so serious, Ye Wendong actually smiled and said, "Okay, don't worry, look at me later!"
Ye Ying'er knew that her brother was very powerful, but she was still worried.
The competition is about to begin, Ye Yinger sat in the audience worriedly and looked at the track nervously.
Only Ye Wendong and Huangfu Jie participated in this horse racing. Both of them came to the track with their respective horse racing.
Huangfu Jie smiled provocatively at Ye Wendong, "The rules of the competition are very simple. Run around the field and whoever crosses the finish line first will win. How about it?"
Ye Wendong gently patted the horse, and he said with a smile: "Yes, let's arrange it like this."
Huangfu Jie sneered in his heart: "No matter how I arrange it, you will never have a chance of winning. This horse is lame, and it is impossible to run through my sweaty and bloody BMW. Just wait and clean my horse manure!"
Both of them stepped on the horse racing and waited for the signal gun to ring.
Many people in the audience shook the flags in their hands to cheer for Huangfu Jie, "Come on Huangfu Second Master! You must win this game!"
Ye Ying'er looked around but no one spoke for her brother. She was not willing to be outdone and put her hands next to her cheeks. She shouted: "Brother, come on! Brother, you are the best, I believe you will definitely win the championship!"
Ye Ying'er's cheering sounded, which made everyone burst into laughter.
"Where did this little girl come from the stars? How dare you say that her brother will definitely win the championship?"
"I don't know who gave her the courage, maybe it was Liang Jingru?"
"Our second young master is a senior horse trainer. The sweat-blooded BMW in his hand has been a city horse racing champion. Ye Wendong's horse racing horse was in poor condition when he saw that he was in good condition. What did he beat our second young master?"
"Forget it, let's not talk about her a little girl who cheers for her lover."
"Hey? What love man? Isn't that brother her?"
"Swish! I'm afraid it's Brother Love. If it's a biological brother and sister, they will definitely look similar. Look how do they look like each other?"
After he reminded him, everyone observed Ye Wendong and Ye Yinger.
Ye Ying'er looks sweet and charming, petite and delicate, and makes people feel pity at first glance, especially her big watery eyes like deer. When she looks at people, she seems to have the light of wanting to refuse and greeting.
Ye Wendong looks relatively simple, with the face of a tough guy, not the kind of handsome man in today's fashion aesthetics. He has a strong figure, wearing a horse-riding suit, and is heroic. Although his eyes are shining with innocent light, he also has a sense of rebelliousness.
These words penetrated Ye Ying'er's ears, and Ye Ying'er's face turned red. She originally wanted to explain, but she thought that she didn't know these people, and it was useless to explain them. Why bother yourself?
Ye Ying'er looked at her brother attentively, and she was still feeling a little up and down. He didn't know if her brother could win.
Before the gunshots rang, Huangfu Jie glanced at Ye Wendong who was riding on the horse and said in an extremely provocative tone: "Ye Wendong, don't say that I bully people, why don't I let you 100 meters first?"
Ye Wendong was not grateful. He looked at Huangfu Jie with a smile and said, "I'd better let you make one hundred meters, otherwise I'm afraid you will lose too ugly."
Huangfu Jie's face turned dark in an instant, and he sneered and said, "Your mouth is quite hard. Since that's the case, there is no need for me to show mercy. Let's take a look!"
I don’t know if it’s different. I was shocked by the comparison. The dark horse that Ye Wendong was carrying was lame, so few people took care of it.
Its fur color is particularly dull, and its mane is even harder as if it is stabbed like a steel needle.
Perhaps because this dark horse has never received the treatment it deserves, it seemed very annoyed when Ye Wendong rode on it.
It kept shaving the ground with its hooves, its breath spurted out, and its eyes were filled with blood, which looked really scary.
At this time, someone on the stage discovered the strangeness of the horse. He looked carefully and couldn't help but pull the companion next to him and whispered: "I just thought this horse looked familiar, but I couldn't remember it! Now I realized that this horse is the black whirlwind that was expected to win the championship last year?"
The man's companion was shocked, "You said it was a Black Tornado?"
"Yes, I remanded Black Tornado to win at that time, but lost so much! So I was very impressed by Black Tornado. At that time, Black Tornado made a serious mistake on the racehorse. It directly dropped the rider from his back and rushed out of the racecourse like crazy, which scared the onlookers to death."
"Ah, I think I remember this, it's the crazy dark horse, right? Later I heard that I was retired due to injury and no longer participated in the Marseille?"
The other party nodded and said, "Yes, that horse is really hard to tame, and no rider dares to ride it, so it was abandoned. I also heard that the horse's leg was injured, but we can't see clearly here."
"Why did Ye Wendong pick such a horse? Can he control it?"
The man smiled, "Who knows, maybe he is eager for quick success and instant benefits, and wants to use the Black Tornado to achieve a surprise victory! But his wish may be disappointed, because the sweat-blooded BMW in Huangfu Ershou's hand has won the city championship. Where can the Black Tornado be able to compare with?"
"I remember that the horse of Master Huangfu Second is called Ruby, right? Oh, I just gambled two thousand yuan. If I had known, I would have put more. There was no suspense in this game!"
The man laughed, "Why did you make such a bet this time? It seems that you missed the opportunity to get rich, and I have all paid 20,000 yuan myself!"
Their unscrupulous conversations all penetrated into Ye Ying'er's ears. Ye Ying'er nervously clasped her hands together and made a prayer statement, "Please, I must let my brother win!"
At this moment, gunfire suddenly rang out, and Huangfu Jie's horse racing rushed out like a bow and arrow, and he couldn't stop him!