The moment Wu Jingcun and Babylon's warheads flipped on their sides, the field fell into a dead silence.

The original cheers are gone!

The cheers on the faces of the audience froze, and the waving hands gradually lowered.

The two of them lay there silently, motionless.

Today's Xiangjiang is a sunny day, with a maximum temperature of 22 degrees Celsius, but fortunately, there is a breeze that is not dry.

However, now the sky seems to be less blue, but gloomy.

For a second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

The six players behind caught up.

From the time Wu Jingcun fell to the ground until now, a few seconds have passed.

They have plenty of time to react and avoid the two-on-one.

I saw that the six players galloped away from Wu Jingcun, and the sound of horses' hooves was crazy.

The No. 7 horse, named "Mohican Twin Dragons", simply jumped in the air and jumped over the man in the black jacket, I don't know if it was disdain for him or mockery of Wu Jingcun.

096 Grandstand.

"Damn it!"

The old man was furious, and slapped his palm on the armrest of the wheelchair, making a buzzing sound.

As the old saying goes, when the emperor is angry, millions of corpses are ambushed.

When the old man was so angry, the coercion caused should not be underestimated.

Except for Li Jinpeng, who was at ease, everyone else felt a thick murderous aura, and they broke out in a cold sweat for a while, unable to move.

Li Jinpeng stood in the stands with a straight figure, and on the right stood Li Shixia and Li Yunshang in turn.

In addition to this, the old man who had lost his legs was also by his side, but in a wheelchair.

"Don't be angry, I'm not afraid of dying when I'm older. Li Jinpeng didn't have much feeling about this situation.

"Of course you're not angry, and you don't usually care. The old man said angrily.

However, soon, he changed his style and said to the person next to him: "Go, find out this person's information! How to enter the venue, how to buy a ticket, what to pay, what means of transportation, the more detailed the better, give it to me within ten minutes!"

"Yes! Chairman!" the man next to him swallowed, and then immediately trotted away.

It's been a long time since I've seen the old man so atmospheric.

The last time someone was recognised as disrupting the Jockey Club's race was 15 years ago.

At that time, the old man was in the prime of life, full of blood, and investigated the mastermind behind the scenes, a total of fourteen participants, all of whom were thrown into the city gate river.

And this old man is the current chairman of the Club, Chairman Zhang Wudao, who is also at the helm of the Zhang Foundation.

In this place of Xiangjiang, his status is as respected as Li Jinpeng.

The Club's management system is governed by a board of directors, just like that of a normal company.

However, the Club has a fixed 12 board seats and consists of 12 directors of reputable standing in Hong Kong, all of whom serve on a voluntary basis without remuneration.

The day-to-day management is carried out by the Management Committee under the leadership of the Chief Executive Officer.

Li Jinpeng and Zhang Wudao are both members of the Club's 12 directors.

"Eliminate the anger and eliminate the anger, anger hurts the body. Li Jinpeng patted him on the shoulder.

He gave Li Yunshang a look.

Li Yunshang immediately understood, walked back to the box quickly and got a glass of warm water, then ran over, leaned over and handed the warm water to Zhang Wudao: "Grandpa Zhang is angry, it's not good to be angry." ”

Seeing Li Yunshang coming, Zhang Wudao nodded, took a deep breath, and calmed down, but the gloom on his face still did not dissipate.

At the same time, the other side.

"How so..."

Zhu Minming muttered to himself.

I've opened all the champagne and you're going to show me this??

Now the people on the field are turning on their backs, Wu Jingcun's life and death are unknown, and the Babylon warhead is also lying on the ground and kicking its hooves.

In just a few seconds, they went from first place to last.

Zhu Minming felt a chill in his spine.

He had previously sworn to tell Chu He: The Babylonian warhead will win.

Who knew that there would be such a moth!

A once-in-a-decade accident was met by them.

On the other hand, Chu He did not express his position, but the gloomy look on his face could not be concealed.

There's no such thing as a boiled duck flying, right?

After a brief silence in the arena, there was finally some commotion.

The noise came from the spectators in the stands, and the sound intensified.

"How so..."

"I made a bet. ”

"The Jockey Club will probably get the money back. ”

"I'm afraid there will be 100,000 bets on and off the field, and even if the club refunds, it will be a huge amount of work, and whether it is refunded or not, the race day will be suspended. An audience member rationally analyzed.

"Shady, shady, shady!"

"Refund! Refund!"

There was a shout from the stands.

Some people who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement also shouted, making these voices louder and louder.

You know, how many people came today, waiting for the Babylon warhead to win four consecutive championships and witness this historic moment.

But he collapsed in the first game?

What viewer can stand such a waterloo in mentality?!

It is more explosive than the effect of the king's five consecutive kneeling.

It's a mess in the field!

I saw two groups of people appear in the field, one is the medical team, and the other is the Xiangjiang police who came to maintain order.

At the moment of the incident, they were already quick to react.

Now, more than a dozen seconds have passed, and the other horses have run away.

The police handcuffed the man in the black jacket.

The man in the black jacket didn't seem to want to run away at all, he looked at the sky for a long time, and did not speak or resist.

The man in the black jacket was escorted away.

The medical team worked together to carry Wu Jingcun onto a stretcher.

And Wu Jingcun, the protagonist of this event, was blank in his mind at this time.

He seemed to feel a white light.

Could this be the legendary return to the past?

Am I not going to die?

No, I'm not in the Hall of Fame yet...

The white light slowly disappeared, and Wu Jingcun's vision changed back to the sky above the racecourse, but his body did not obey.

He felt two hands, palms at the right temperature, supported his legs and shoulders, and lifted him onto the stretcher.

Then the stretcher was lifted and began to move slowly.

This series of actions seemed very slow to Wu Jingcun.

No way.

I want to win!

Help me up, I can still fight!

Wu Jingcun's belief became stronger and stronger.

He suddenly felt his body at his beckon.

"Babylonian warhead!"

Wu Jingcun lay on the stretcher and shouted!

The voice was powerful and powerful.

Although it was noisy in the stands, Wu Jingcun's voice was like a thunderbolt from the sky, making those spectators quiet again.

All the eyes in the stands were also attracted, including Chu He, Zhang Wudao and others.

"Could it be that things are still turning around?"

Chu He's eyes narrowed slightly, and the wine in the champagne glass in his hand shook gently.

Zhang Wudao was also attracted by this voice, and the water cup in his hand trembled slightly.

At the same time!

The Babylonian warhead, which had been lying motionless on the ground, seemed to hear his voice. Chinese Network (www).

Kick the hooves, get up, and do it in one go!

The Babylonian warhead, which had already flipped on its side, stood up.

He trotted with his hooves, stepped on the soft grass, and went straight to Wu Jingcun's side.

Wu Jingcun felt that his body had regained some strength.

He struggled to his feet.

"Bang!"

The body fell off the stretcher and slammed into the ground with a dull thud.

Wu Jingcun pushed away the medical team that wanted to help him, and stood up tremblingly.

The feeling of being top-heavy.

A little dizzy.

The Babylonian warhead is close at hand.

Wu Jingcun stepped on the stirrups, and the horse was still flowing smoothly when he turned over.

It was as if as soon as he got on the horse, he had a soul of his own.

At this moment, the thought was also heard.

Wu Jingcun's posture suddenly became straight, and he grabbed the reins and clamped the horse's belly.

"Drive!"

There is a way.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

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