As the clearing began, the nine fastest horses in Hong Kong were all staying on the track, with the gates closed, and each rider was a little nervous. Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the month-by-month behind Gate No. 10, which was the highest single-game horse betting record, and the most powerful horse racer in Hong Kong's bloodline. It was two months away from adulthood. Can it cause a whirlwind on this track?

The riders looked at Zou Yangyang on the horse's back with complicated eyes. The child wearing a mistress, the man in a hand-race suit, looked decent when he sat on the horse's back, but the eight people were wondering if the child was here to make a fuss. Except for Lu Bao, who was riding on Le Baitian.

The man riding on the back of the Ultras is the number one rider in Hong Kong. His name is Zorayan. He is also a mixed-race person with an oriental appearance, but with a pair of blue eyes.

Zorayan looked at Zou Yangyang on the horse's back and Zhu Yue who was bet on 5.8 billion yuan, and couldn't help but say sourly: "The child who has not even opened his hair can have how much riding skills can he bet on him, and he is simply looking for losses."

Nick was riding on Sting's back, and his brown eyes flashed with a hint of light: "Don't think so much, concentrate your energy, we can retire after this game."

In order to win the entire game, Wogen took great pains to make a promise to each rider. There were a total of ten horses, and Wogen had three of them involved, so there were more articles to do here.

Roger felt that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and he was getting closer and closer to wealth, and he was worried about gains and losses. In the end, the betting and odds table of the ten racehorses appeared in his hands. Roger gave it to Wogen in a panic: "Look at how you should run, I can send a signal to the people below."

Wogen has three racehorses in his hands, and can only control the first and second places. The third is LeBaitian, who is eyeing him. For the sake of safety, Wogen looked carefully at the odds. The six horses behind can be ignored, and only the odds in the top three are enough. As for the odds of Sting, he will definitely have the highest odds, and then LeBaitian. As for the other racehorses, there is nothing to be seen.

A hint of greed rose in Wogen's heart and said to Roger: "If I let Ultras play against La Stin and let Le get the first place in 100 days, we only need to pay the smallest price and get the highest profit..."

"You must not do this. People will be regarded as a fake race. If the Jockey Club pursues it, the results will be invalidated and we will not get a penny in the end." Roger's concern made sense, and Wogen nodded slowly when he said.

The Jockey Club is a regulator and pays great attention to their credibility. If Wogen is really in a fake game, they will definitely be punished after being discovered by the Jockey Club. Now both sides’ funds are on the platform. If Wogen is found to have a fake game, then the Jockey Club can cancel this bet.

Looking at the 5.8 billion bet amount and watching Otters beat the 1.2 billion bet amount on his body, Wogen bit his teeth hard and said to Roger: "Then it's a real match, let go of his hands and feet to fight."

"I'll inform them now." Roger relaxed all over, afraid that there would be an accident this time. Fortunately, Wogan planned to play in real time, so all this would be much easier.

As the whistle sounded short and long, the racers began to prepare, check the saddle and reins, and prepare for the upcoming race.

Zorayan looked at the stands, the girl in red clothes waved the white handkerchief on her hand, as if it was a forsythia, and cheered loudly.

"This is a real match." Zorayan confirmed the signal repeatedly and called Nick: "The girl in the stands is really good. Can you ask her for a drink tonight?"

Nick also noticed the girl in the red dress in the stands shaking the white handkerchief. After confirming the signal, a hint of sourness rose in her heart, but she also opened her mouth and said, "It's really good. You can try to make an appointment, maybe she really likes you." The two of them looked at each other without a trace, and then smiled suddenly.

The whistle sounded shortly again, and there was still the last five minutes to prepare. Zou Yangyang, who was sitting on the horse's back, was full of sweat on the palm of his hand holding the reins. No matter how confident he was, he was still a child after all. Even though he ran fast on the Bao Ship King's track, he was still involuntarily nervous when he was in the racecourse.

Zhu Yue seemed particularly calm, but this calmness was too heavy, which made Zou Yangyang feel very bad. Just as he was about to reach out to touch Zhu Yue's head, Zou Yangyang suddenly felt that Zhu Yue's body was getting hot and hot little by little. Zou Yangyang was a little confused for a moment, and a bean-sized sweat appeared on his forehead.

The people in the stands stood up, and the audience in the front row even left their seats. This will be a horse racing that has been recorded in the history of Hong Kong Island. The bets are the highest, the horse racing has the strongest strength, and of course there is also an X factor. Everyone couldn't help but stare at the closed gate.

For some reason, Wu Wenmo, who was experienced in hosting the competition, was a little nervous at this moment. He took a sip of Luohan Fruit Tea and calmed down. Then he sat in front of the camera. The director turned all the shots towards the horse farm. The horse bettors wanted to see the horse racing that took the lead instead of the host's old face. After the run, Wu Wenmo would just explain the event.

As the game got closer, the air seemed to condense. Roger was a little nervous, looking at the green grass on the field, and comforting himself: "Mr. Xuan's vision is impossible to be wrong, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a heavy bet. Besides, it doesn't matter if he lost this time, he won again in two months.

King Bao Ship Bao sat next to Xuan Qi, with a happy smile on his face: "Big and big." King Bao Ship Bao praised Xuan Qi: "I have bet on horse racing for years, and I haven't been as enjoyable as this time."

Master Shao Liu also smiled and said, "It's really satisfying, it's really a big deal." As he said that, his face turned slightly cold: "I heard that the Mango people and the mixed-race people in the Mango Club took out real estate mortgages to the Jockey Club, and even borrowed usury, but did not reduce the odds."

"How come those bastards from Shudianwang Sect have such confidence?" A hint of anger flashed across Li Chaoren's face: "It should also make them suffer a big loss."

Xuan Qi smiled and nodded, not caring about these things. The fortune that could have changed his luck slowly dissipated with a heavy bet of 5.8 billion. The whole horse racing changed its flavor and became a bet between Xuan Qi's connection circle and the circle behind Wogen.

As long as the union does not suppress Xuan Qi's fortune, Xuan Qi is not afraid to bet with them, not to mention that Zhu Yue's bloodline is real and his talent is very different. Zou Yangyang is indeed talented and a very capable horse racing player. In the eyes of others, there is a combination of losing or losing. In the eyes of Xuan Qi, he must make a heavy bet.

Above the horse farm, purple air comes from the east, and a bright yellow noble atmosphere condenses from north to south, condenses with purple air. It is mixed with each other and forms a strange fortune that cannot be resolved, slowly covering the entire horse farm. The union that was originally confrontation is now clearly divided into two.

Both sides were ready to go, and the quiet needles in the horse farm could be heard. The air seemed to suddenly become sticky and heavy, and the horse racers trembled uneasy in the gate. Zhu Yue under Zou Yangyang's crotch, and the blood flowed rapidly around his body, as hot as a ball of coke.

The gunshots were fired, and the closed gates were wide open, and ten racehorses were out. The horses on the big screen were all extremely virtuous, and Wu Wenmo also whispered: "The competition has begun. With the guns roaring, the horses rushed out of the gate. Now the leader is Ultras, then pulling Sting, and then..." Wu Wenmo's voice suddenly paused, looked forward and confirmed that he was not wrong, and then said in a low voice: "The third one is Zhu Yue, who is two years old and ten months old, and the rider on the horse's back is only fourteen years old...

There were screams of exclamations on the racecourse. Zhuyue, who participated in the competition for the first time, could actually run out of the third position and press Le Baitian to fourth. Behind Le Baitian is Qidian Mara. If there is no accident, the first one will be produced among them.

The long-lost depression turned into noise with the exclaims. People began to shout that they bought the horse racing names and began to cheer for them. The fortunes in the sky were ready to move, suppressing each other, but they were evenly matched.

The ten horses ran wildly on the track, and the horse's hooves stepped on the track, roaring and shaking, and ran out of the momentum of thousands of horses galloping.

"Accelerated" Wu Wenmo's voice was filled with surprise: "When Zhuyue accelerated by 300 meters, he accelerated by 300 meters, and when he was 500 meters, he surpassed Ultras and ranked first in the month now, and he is still continuing to accelerate, gradually increasing the lead distance..."

As Zhuyue exerted his strength, there were waves of exclamations on the field. Unbelievable and very surprised that a foal that had not yet grown up could actually suppress the top nine horses in Hong Kong Island?

Zhibing's eyes were filled with surprise, and then he whispered: "Zhuyue is very strong, but he lacks experience in the competition. This is a two-kilometer race. Why is he trying his best now?"

Luo Jiasheng shrugged his shoulders, staring at Zhu Yue on the screen with his eyes lit up, and at the same time, he silently said in his heart: "Run, let me see how fast you can run. Anyway, you are still young, and the winning or losing this time is not important."

Wu Wenmo continued to explain: "Because Zhuyue is participating in the first competition, we do not understand the characteristics of Zhuyue. On the 2,000-meter medium and long distance, Ultras will habitually exert force in the second half of the journey. Most horses are also used to sprinting after one thousand meters. It is rare to start accelerating at 500 meters like Zhuyue."

A smile appeared on Xuan Qi's mouth, and he looked at the sky coldly. As the force of Zhuyue was exerting force, Xuan Qi's fortune suddenly became stronger and began to suppress the fortune of other horses. One-third of the bet amount was enough to fight against the fortune formed by the other nine horses.

Running Man Zhuyue shoulders the glory of two horse kings. He is the unique foal on this planet. If he can defeat the top ten horse racing in Hong Kong Island at the age of two and ten months, he will write a legend that belongs to him. He will start his debut with a perfect start and write a brilliant mark for the world horse world.

Zhuyue started to accelerate, and it was like a ball of flames that kept jumping, running faster and faster. Before he knew it, Zhuyue was able to reach a thousand meters. Next was the watershed of the race schedule. The horse racing horses who were exerting force in the second half of the year had to exert force.

Whether Zhuyue can win or not is crucial to the remaining 1,000 meters. Running Man, who shoulders the glory of two horse kings, has begun to accelerate again and strive to keep the lead.
Chapter completed!