One thousand and eight boiled horses
After Li Hao finished what he promised the eighth prince, he immediately made a phone call to the eighth prince, and then the eighth prince told Li Hao a location on the phone, and hung up the phone to deal with the family problems that he needed to deal with now.
After Li Hao inquired about the road again, he found that it was not very far from his location, so he walked directly away from the vicinity of the Huadu Hotel and began to set off towards the destination again.
Along the way, Li Hao could clearly feel that the person he had killed was definitely not simple, because within more than ten minutes, a lot of police cars and a large number of joint defense team members began to appear around him, but because they were all purposefully moving towards the Huadu Hotel, Li Hao was not found or interrogated, which can also be said to be because Li Hao quickly solved the benefits of the battle.
After a period of hiking, Li Hao finally came to a more prosperous area in the city center, where Li Hao easily found a taxi waiting in front of the nightclub.
"Master, do you know this place?" Li Hao took out his mobile phone and told the eighth prince the name of his place, typed it on it, and handed it to the driver of a taxi.
"You know, this is the pastoral area next to our flag, and the horses in that place are very good, are you going to buy horses?" The driver asked while drinking the tea in the thermos cup he brought.
"What kind of horse should I buy on this big night? A friend of mine is there, the better we can meet there! After Li Hao told a lie, he continued to ask, "Do you want to go?" ”
"Get in the car!" The driver nodded, put down the thermos cup in his hand, and then watched Li Hao get into the car quickly, and then directly lifted the meter, and then rushed in the direction where Li Hao was going.
After almost half an hour of marching, Li Hao looked at the yurts in front of him and was a little stunned for a while, he didn't stay in Inner Mongolia, let alone never seen yurts, but at this time, the scale in front of him was somewhat large, which made Li Hao look a little spectacular, and it was already the second half of the night, but the middle place surrounded by Mongolia should be a horse farm, and the current horse farm was brightly lit, and it could be seen that many people were shouting and riding horses.
Li Hao slowly walked to the edge of the fence built of wood, stretched out his hand to light a cigarette for himself, and then looked fixedly at many people in the racecourse running around a white horse and shouting, but there was no one on the horseback.
Li Hao knew that these people were boiling horses, in fact, boiling horses to put it bluntly is the same as boiling eagles, when the horse herders who still retained the living habits of the Mongolian area in ancient times found good wild horses, they used this way of staying up in the middle of the night to prevent the horses from resting, and tried to provoke him, and then let the most powerful starters get on the horses to subdue him.
The temper of the horse is very arrogant, this animal will never lie down or lie down and sleep like a donkey, the horse will only sleep standing up, some people sleep because his leg structure is different from other animals, but some people say that the horse does not sleep because he hates dirty on the ground.
Horses also have "two nos", one is not to drink unclean water, and the other is not to eat unclean grass......
At this time, in the middle of the horse farm, the wild people who tried to completely anger the white horse could clearly feel that the white horse was already in a hurry, and the huge horse's hooves began to dig the ground irritably, ready to rush over to give him a hoof when they saw the target, but these horse trainers looked as if they knew exactly what was going on, and even from the empty horse farm, there were many laughter and laughter of those who boiled the horses.
Just when Li Hao was waiting to see who among these people was a horse trainer, a bald man walked out of a yurt with a shirtless shirtless shirt and a horse whip in breeches, the man gave people the feeling that his appearance was white, and he couldn't see any meaning under the illumination of the lights.
The man moved his body briefly and then walked towards the white horse, followed by the small attendant engine carrying the saddle and wanted to hand it over, but the man waved his hand directly and walked towards the white horse.
"Slippery, this horse is too strong, Brother Jiang......" the little follower opened his mouth and shouted.
The man smiled and glanced back at the little attendant, and then said, "You can't get on the horse without a saddle?" Are you a bastard? Roll the calf...... "After scolding, the man motioned to those who were running around the white horse and shouting, and then reached out and grabbed the white horse's mane, but he stretched out his hand one second, and the next second the white horse directly aimed his ass at the man, raised his hooves and kicked at the man's chest with a standard kick.
The man smiled and took a step back, then reached out and dragged the horse's hooves directly from the bottom up, and then pushed the horse's hooves directly forward along the bending direction of the horse's leg joints, and this time directly pushed the white horse forward, staggered forward for several steps, and then fell directly to the ground.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man directly let go of his hand, put a horsewhip in his hand, and then moved very quickly, as if an athlete was doing a balance beam movement, and directly turned over and jumped on the horse.
After the man came up, he grabbed the horse's mane with both hands to stabilize his body, and the white horse surged up, and then the classic scene came, the white horse was crazy and wanted to fall down for the man, but the man was very small in riding, just to prevent the white horse so that he chose not to bring anything directly up to tame it, so the man who had done enough preparation was not panicked at all.
The white horse carried the man around the racecourse almost the size of a football field and galloped wildly, moving the emergency stop like a sudden brake, and even directly exceeding the 180-degree standing, as well as the switchback jump, every time he made a move, the people who watched the excitement couldn't help but exclaim, even Li Hao, who was watching the excitement on the side, couldn't help but want to applaud the man, because this was too thrilling, and the real Mongolian wild horses couldn't be tamed at that time, but it wouldn't be absolute, because there were still good riders, For example, this white and pure man now.
Even later, the man was already grabbing the horse's mane with one hand, trying to balance his body so as not to be thrown off by the horse, and at this moment any Western cowboy or the like was weak.
After galloping and tossing on the horseback for nearly forty minutes, the white horse suddenly had some meaning that the horse had lost its front hooves, and it was willing to kneel down directly, and the man on the horseback rolled out a long way after landing on the ground with his back.