St. George's Racecourse

Wide racecourse, the outer track is covered with green turf, run to the fence with white railings, so that the horses can run in a fixed track, outside the circular track, is the spectator seats, the spectator seats are divided on the north and south sides, and can accommodate 100,000 people to watch Marseille at the same time, there is a large screen on the south side of the spectator seat, and there are eight cameras shooting in different directions, and broadcast in real time on the big screen, so that the audience can see the details of the race through the big screen. Facing the big screen, is located in the center of the VIP area, the VIP area is a box system, in the north of the top of the auditorium there are a total of five top boxes, the box is facing the big screen, and can look down on the whole audience, for the rich to condescend to see the panorama.

Today there is a match, the Grand Final of Marseille this year.

This is a flat race with a total length of 1,600 meters, which requires the horses to have enough stamina and running ability to compete with their speed.

Half an hour later, the contestants and horses also entered the run, the horses of different breeds and colors, but most of them were sturdy stallions, with long and bulging muscles, long levers of limbs, and obvious contours of joints and tendons. The head is light and the forehead is broad, the eyes are large and bright, the ears are small and erect, the nostrils are large, the jaw is developed, and there are also the famous varieties of Godolphine Arabia, Dali Arabia, Pereturchi, etc., which can be described as a world-class Marseille.

Ordinary people like to bet on their favorite riders and horses, and so do the rich.

Wealthy tycoons will fund the title of famous horses, so that riders can compete in the name of the rich, which can not only reflect their strong financial resources, but also increase personal popularity to a certain extent, so horse racing is not only a pastime for ordinary people, but also has become the object of bidding for the rich. The more pure-blooded horses and the more skilled knights, the more wealthy people are willing to sponsor, they not only need to be responsible for buying all the expensive equipment of the knights, giving the knights a mercenary money, but also need to sponsor the daily breeding expenses of famous horses, these bits and pieces add up to a huge amount of money, and only the rich who can afford this cost can obtain the naming rights.

And the hot topic of this year's championship is a dark horse called [Napoleon], the person who sponsors this group of knights and horse racing, I heard that it is a business predator, as soon as he made a move, he bought the most expensive pasture for this horse in St. George, where every inch of land is expensive, and also sent someone to customize high-end riding equipment, and for the knight, he paid a sky-high mercenary money, and built a three-story villa for him next to the playground, just so that the knight can take care of this black famous horse 24 hours a day, and train at any time to improve the running ability of the racehorse.

As for who this mysterious rich man is?

Few people know his identity, as if he were someone who came out of nowhere.

Ordinary people naturally have no way of knowing his identity, but only a few people know that his identity is not limited to the financial street predators, but the top head of the [Bloody Eye] organization [Financial Affairs Group], which controls 60% of the capital flow in St. George's state, Victor.

In the VIP box on the north side of the auditorium, Victor stood in the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing sunglasses, and his eyes fell on the knights and horses who were preparing on the runway.

This time, he spent a lot of money to recruit the horse [Napoleon], and spent a lot of money to train it carefully, and he was determined to win this race.

Why?

Because......

"The Pope used to like to watch Marseille the most."

The man's voice came to an abrupt voice behind him, interrupting Victor's thoughts.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Theo standing at the door, looking at him with a small corner of his mouth, Victor's body stiffened, and this detail was also seen by Theo, which made Theo's eyes a little deeper.

"I remember that he used to like to charter this room because it was the best viewing position of all the boxes." Theo put his hands in his pockets and took a few steps forward, he looked around the room, as if nostalgic for the past, "I didn't expect that now, you are the one who has covered this place." ”

"Why are you here?" Victor's voice was visibly hostile.

The sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows shrouded him, but his aura was as cold as an ice cellar.

"Naturally, it's because your subordinates are too wasteful, and the security work is not good, so I can come when I want to come, and I can leave if I want." Theo glanced back at the doorway.

Ives walked in, bowed his head, snapped his fingers, and Theo's men pulled some of the men who had been tied up and fell to the ground one by one.

Theo sneered and looked at Victor: "Some of these people are in the racetrack, and some of them are Vincent's men, that is, the stupid ones who tried to kill me one night. ”

Victor was silent, but clenched his fists.

"Isn't it surprising that I didn't die?" Theo looked at Victor and paused, "Do you think I drove the extended Lincoln for no reason to show off my wealth, hmph, if it weren't for those stupid obvious targets, they would have lost me." ”

Theo glanced mockingly at the tightly bound men behind him.

"Mr. Theo," said Avis, "has already guessed that these people will do it, so another identical extended Lincoln has been arranged around the corner outside the opera house, and as soon as our car enters the alley, they will immediately follow our previous route, which is the car you see beaten into a sieve." ”

It turned out that the golden cicada came out of its shell, and he used it again.

The first time was when he escaped from prison, he replaced himself with a double and made Victor mistakenly think that he was the one who was picked up by Avis, thus giving him time to escape on the bus.

The second time, this time, replaced itself with another lengthened Lincoln.

The golden cicada sheds its shell, and the cunning rabbit has three holes.

Animals know how to guard against risks, let alone people?

“…… You're so ruthless that you let your men die for you. Vic opened his eyes and looked at the racecourse, "But I don't know what you're talking about, it's just that the organization has rumored that you were killed, so that's what I believe." ”

"Now that you know I'm alive, can you stop spreading the news that Theo was killed?" Theo paced to the window, standing with Victor on the side of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Every move of Victor was calculated by him.

He calculated that Victor would use Vincent's men to kill him, and guessed that he would "roar" and spread the rumors, and when the people of the [Arms Trafficking Team] were panicking, he could stand up as a former supporter of Vincennes and choose a third person to take charge of it, so as to consolidate his position in the organization.

Victor's calculations are good, but he misses one thing - the opponent is not the straw bag Vinson, but Theo, a man more shrewd than a fox and more insidious than a hyena.

He came to Xingshi today to ask for guilt and demonstrate, but Victor also knew that he had done everything without leaving any evidence, and it was Vincent's people who did it, and the rumors that spread were boiling could not be investigated at all, even if he Theo decided in his heart that he had done it, there was nothing he could do to him.

Thinking so, Victor steadied himself.

"You don't think that if you say that, I'm going to bow down to you, do you?"

"Of course you can't stop there, I'm just here to tell you that I'm not a fool, if you calculate mine, I will double it back to you." Theo looked at Victor in a cold tone.

The two of them just held each other.

On the field, gunshots rang out.

All the horses rushed out together, their hooves stomping across the soft lawn, and the spectators in the audience cheered enthusiastically and cheered on their horses.

"Let's ...... it."

The sound of the horses' hooves was particularly crisp, and the famous horses ran around the track, and after two laps, gradually separated the upper and lower circles.

At this time, the voice of the host of the live broadcast also echoed in the racecourse through the radio -

"Now we can see that it was [Napoleon] who rushed to the front! As the biggest favorite in Marseille, this horse is impeccable in terms of size, demeanor, pedigree, etc.! The knights have also participated in many Marseille games and have a wealth of experience, and we can see that the highest bet amount is also [Napoleon]! ”

Theo and Victor watched Napoleon, who was in the lead, and watched as the horses circled the track and gradually approached the finish of Race 1600.

"Do you think you can turn things around?" Victor said in a deep voice, "In some games, the outcome is decided from the beginning, don't think that the miscellaneous horses who kill halfway can also win the game." ”

"Oh? I think that the miscellaneous horses have the advantage of miscellaneous horses, at least the miscellaneous horses have the bloodlines of various famous horses, and after some experience, maybe they will be the champions. ”

These two people seem to be talking about horses, but they are actually talking about people.

The useless "miscellaneous horses" in Victor's mouth refer to Theo, who was half-way and was only included in the [Bloody Eye] organization by the Pope at the age of thirty, and the "pure horse" he has always admired is a person like him who has been fighting with the Pope since he was a teenager.

Theo, naturally, also heard the meaning of his words.

But he is not surprised by changes and honor and disgrace, which has always been his style.

There will be no panic or rude quarrels because of the cold words of others, this is his demeanor, the Pope taught him.

On the field, just as [Napoleon] took the lead and rushed to the finish line in the last lap, a white horse suddenly rushed out behind him!

The white horse's powerful hooves stepped over the soft grass, the muscles of its limbs burst into momentum, and its slender legs allowed it to run with great force, and the accumulation of the first few laps was laying the foundation for his wild gallop at the moment.

The white horse is sprinting! The knight grabbed the reins, and the white horse rushed towards the finish line, and approached [Napoleon] little by little, and the whole arena was boiling!

"Oh my God, what did I see! A white horse came from behind and approached [Napoleon]! It kept accelerating, passed another corner, and the distance between the two horses narrowed! This horse is [Nero], and it is the underdog of this bet! I didn't expect it to be a hidden 'dark horse'! Will it overtake Napoleon to victory?! ”

As the narrator excitedly narrated, the enthusiasm of the audience became higher and higher, and people waved the tickets in their hands to cheer for the horses.

And the loudest cheers were the spectators who bet on Napoleon to win.

Victor, who was in the VIP box, narrowed his eyes, and he stared at the horse's hooves and landed on the ground as if in his heart.

In the end, the black horse, known as [Napoleon], was overtaken by the white horse of [Nero]! In the last ten meters from the finish line, [Napoleon], who had been leading far away, also seemed to finally use his strength and slow down, and [Nero] burst out with the last of his strength and won the race with a half-horse's head advantage!

The scene was full of cheers and heated discussions.

"The results are in! The winner of this Marseille match is [Nero]! It's Nero! I didn't expect [Napoleon] this pure horse to be defeated by a miscellaneous horse! Let's rejoice! This is a counterattack by miscellaneous horses!! Knights are welcome to the stage to receive their awards!! ”

Victor watched as the young knight stood on the podium with the white horse in tow, slamming his fist into the floor-to-ceiling window.

Theo smiled faintly: "Don't get excited, [Napoleon] is also second place, not bad." ”

"What's the use of being alive if it's not number one." Victor muttered.

He had already decided what kind of ending he would arrange for this priceless dark horse.

"You're like this, so I, the sponsor of the first place, can't bear it." Theo raised his eyebrows, spoke a few words softly, and successfully fell into the ground.

Victor glared: "What? Nero is your horse?! ”

Theo looked at the young knight who received the award on the podium: "I just think that young man has a promising future, unlike some knights, who regard themselves as experienced and experienced, but in fact, they have long been dry bones in the grave." ”

Theo is a pun.

“……”

"Now that Marseille is over, I'll go first. But today's result is really ironic, some people, hoping to become Napoleon who came to power through the 'Foggy Moon Coup', but unfortunately overestimated their own ability, and in the end they may become a luxurious, brutal Nero, who will not die well. Theo dropped a sentence in a calm tone and turned to leave.

Victor looked at Theo's departing back, and the hatred in his eyes deepened.