Horse racing, one of the oldest sports in the world, first originated in ancient Greece and Rome.

Of course, in the early days, there were not so many requirements for horses, and when the sport has developed to this day, the requirements for horses and riders have become very high.

Every racehorse has to go through a year or even several years of training before it can be raced.

The fourth horse chosen by the king of kings is named Black Pearl, which is a thoroughbred horse crossed by Arabian, Spanish and Galloway horses, with a dark body, a well-proportioned body and strong leg muscles. This horse is the fastest horse in the world, and besides, this horse has a stubborn personality and explosive power, and really has no other use than a racing horse.

Soon, the No. 4 horse ran to the front with a considerable advantage, but the No. 10 horse selected by Yan Murong fell to the end, and the distance from the previous horse was as much as three meters.

"Haha, Yan Shao, I want to thank you for giving me my shares." The king of kings laughed proudly, as if he had seen the black pearl cross the finish line.

"You haven't even reached half the distance yet, what are you excited about?" Yan Murong looked calm, his horses had run to the last place, and he didn't see him in a hurry, as if winning or losing was none of his business.

"What now?" Yan Murong was not in a hurry, but Dong Wuyan was in a hurry.

According to the current situation, the number four horse is the first thing, and she can't figure out why Yan Murong is still so calm.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Yan Murong patted Dong Wuyan's shoulder and said with a smile. "Sometimes, running fast doesn't necessarily mean you get the first place, have you heard the story of the tortoise and rabbit race? - You see, the rabbit ran so fast, didn't it still lose to the tortoise in the end? ”

Regarding Yan Murong's words, the king of kings expressed ten thousand disdain and contempt. This guy is a layman, this is a horse race, not a tortoise and hare race, unless God will help, I will win.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation outside, and there was a sudden change in the arena, which made the king of kings stunned for a moment.

A thousand meters to go, the No. 4 horse, which was running at the front, suddenly let out a neigh, and then a surprising scene occurred. It didn't run away. What is even more surprising and surprising is that it does not run, it actually turns around and starts running in the opposite direction, no matter how the rider pulls the reins, it will not stop.

", what's going on? What the is going on? When the king of kings was surprised, he cursed. This has never happened before. As a racehorse, but not following the rider's orders, what is going on?

"Look, what am I talking about?" Yan Murong pursed his lips, looked at Dong Wuyan and said. "If you run fast, you may not be able to get the first place."

Where can the king of kings still care about what Yan Murong said, looking at the black pearl that kept running backwards, his eyes were about to pop out. The black pearl, which had originally opened the second place for a long distance, fell to the end in an instant, and then, the No. 10 horse chosen by Yan Murong also overtook it.

500 meters - 300 meters - 50 meters - In the end, Yan Murong's No. 10 horse won the ninth place, and of course, the tenth place was the No. 4 horse of the king, but this horse didn't even rank now, because it didn't run to the finish line at all.

Lost? Actually lost? The king of kings was stunned on the spot, his hands according to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and his eyes were full of disbelief at the black pearl parked on the track.

"Hey, what do you think? What about the equity transfer contract? ”

Yan Murong's words made the king of kings come back to his senses, and he turned his head suddenly, looked at Yan Murong and roared. "Yan Murong, you're cheating."

"Damn, you can't afford to lose." Yan Murong was also angry. "Don't play if you can't afford to lose, don't lose and don't want to admit it, it's the first time I've played this thing, so it's cheating? It's a shame that you think about it. ”

"It's you, it must be you." The king of kings stared at Yan Murong, and the hatred in his eyes was not concealed at all. "You're a doctor, you must have done something to my horse."

"Are you sick? Even if you don't have a long heart, can you talk through your brain? Yan Murong said with a disdainful expression. I'm a doctor, but I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner, and I'm a doctor for people, not for animals—and of course, I can't cure your disease. ”

Being scolded as a brute, the hatred on the face of the king of kings was even stronger, and his two hands were clenched into fists, but considering that ten of them were not Yan Murong's opponents, he dispelled the urge to go up and beat Yan Murong violently.

"Wang Shao, don't be angry." The woman in the sundress carefully tugged at the arm of the king of kings and whispered. The other woman stood up silently, looking at the king of kings with a worried expression.

"Smack!"

The hatred for Yan Murong made the king of kings can't help but make a move, but the object is not Yan Murong, but the two women around him. He can't beat Yan Murong, it's still okay to beat two women.

"Get out, get out of here." The king of kings shouted at the two female **s who covered their faces and were full of grievances.

"Oh, you're a shame." Yan Murong said with a sarcastic smile. "If you lose, you lose, why make women angry?"

"Good, good—"

The king of kings looked at Yan Murong and said through gritted teeth. "Yan Murong, I planted it today, you make a price, and I will use money instead of shares."

"I'm not short of money." Yan Murong smiled and shook his head. "Besides, we don't stipulate that you can buy it back with money, don't you say?"

"I can only give you money." The king of kings trembled with anger. "The shares are not mine, and without my father's signature, it is useless for you to take them."

"Then call your dad and tell him you lost the shares to me."

"You-"

"Don't you, you, me, mine." Yan Murong waved his hand impatiently and said. "Give you two days, whether it's delivered in person, or sent by express, if I can't see the shares, I'll go to your house to find your father, you can do it."

"Don't push people too hard."

"I'll force you, you bite me?"

"You-yes, I'll give it to you."

In the end, the king of kings still compromised, and when he spit out these words, his teeth clucked, and he looked like he wanted to swallow Yan Murong Sheng.

"It's nice to be like this earlier." Yan Murong laughed. "I knew that you, Wang Shao, must be a loser."

"Hmph, we'll see." The king of kings snorted coldly and turned to Richard. "Richard, let's go."

"Leaving?" Yan Murong looked at the king of kings with a smile. "It's so urgent, you see, there are two more games ahead, what are you doing in such a hurry? Why don't you play a little more? ”

PS: It turned out that it was not heat stroke, it was enteritis...... I'm almost empty when I have diarrhea now.