"Oops, Mr. Feng, you still remember me, it really makes me ...... Extremely happy, extremely happy!" Mr. Wang's excitement was already beyond words.

"Mr. Feng ......" Lu Licheng opened his mouth lightly, with a slight dissatisfaction in his expression. He turned his face to Mr. Wang and said, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Feng seems to have come to my ......."

"Oh! I understand, I understand, you talk," Mr. Wang clamped the horse's belly and smiled when he rode to Feng Hao's side, "Mr. Feng, come out for tea together another day!"

"Good!" Feng Hao's face was light and light.

Mr. Wang received Feng Hao's reply, and naturally rode away happily.

Looking at the back of Mr. Wang's departure, Lu Licheng smiled: "Is it for Orange Orange?"

Lu Licheng wasn't sure if Xia Yucheng had told her what he had said, so he asked tentatively.

"A race?" Wind Hao reversed the direction of the horse's head.

Lu Licheng is not very proficient in equestrianism, because of his legs. But looking at Feng Hao like that, he didn't try it, and he was unwilling.

So, he took the reins and agreed.

"Then let's start!" Slowly, Lu Licheng opened his mouth, and before the words fell, he had already clamped the horse's belly hard.

Feng Hao was not in a hurry, and only after he rode away on his horse did he chase after him. His horse is his own, a British thoroughbred named Lightning.

This tall horse, every part of the body is properly matched, and every muscle shows extraordinary strength, which makes people feel so soft, so toned, and so explosive at a glance.

On the racecourse, the four hooves of "Lightning" are churning, the long mane is flying, and the magnificent posture of running is really like a fierce lightning in a storm.

The advantage of the horse and the superb riding skills of the wind and style, in a short time, he has surpassed Lu Licheng.

The people on the other field all stopped and looked at the horse trainer together, and just when everyone thought that the victory was decided, they suddenly saw the wind running in front of him holding the horse's head, and forced the horse to turn around.

Lu Licheng also happened to ride a horse over, the speed of the horse was very fast, the two horses were about to collide together, Feng Hao picked up the reins, "Lightning" raised his proud head, shook his beautiful mane, rolled up the horse's front hooves, and neighed.

The curvature of the horse's body was almost a vertical line to the ground, but Feng Hao sat firmly on the saddle and controlled his body.

When the "lightning" horse's hooves landed, Lu Licheng's horse screamed and threw him off the horse.

Feng Hao rode forward, the belly of the horse over Lu Licheng's head, and at the same time avoided the frightened horse. The startled horse ran away, and the trainer on the other side rode after him.

This thrilling scene only happened in a few seconds, and everyone present was stunned, but no one dared to come.

Lying on the sand and muddy ground, Lu Licheng was frightened, covered in filth, his body was sore, and his face was pale. When Feng Hao rode over his head just now, he wondered if he would be trampled to death by the horse's hooves.

"Can you still stand up?" Feng Hao looked at him condescendingly on horseback, riding his horse, slowly circling around the road.

His face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of disdain and disdain.

Lu Licheng took a heavy breath, slowly propped himself up, and still sat on the ground. This fall was not fun, he didn't know if he had broken a bone, and the pain in his body was terrible.