Pinnacle

Although Marseille has not yet started, but for Prince Shalai, this is just a game without suspense, because the entire game is under his control.

On the other side, Lin Yun also sat down and waited leisurely.

"Brother Yun, I also bought 1 billion myself and bought the 9th to win." Meng said with a smile.

Lin Yun smiled: "Don't worry, I will definitely have meat to eat with me."

At this time, the lone wolf walked back.

"How about a lone wolf?" Lin Yun asked.

"Strict, everything goes well." Lone Wolf smiled and gestured.

After Lin Yun heard this, he was completely relieved.

Although this is a lame horse, Lin Yun believes that as long as it takes his own medicine, he is the most beautiful boy in the audience today.

About ten minutes later.

On the green field, the participating horses and knights are in position.

The hundreds of seats in the observatory were almost full, and there were tens of thousands of people watching.

The scene of the on-site commentary is also playing on the huge LED electronic display.

"The No. 3 horse is worthy of today's big hit. It has sharp edges and corners, clear lines, and full display of powerful muscles. It has almost perfect body structure and characteristics. It is simply a work of art!"

"Just kidding, this is the greatest horse breed that Great Britain has cultivated, and this one is the best of Great Britain's thoroughbred horses. His strength is verified by competitions, not by blowing it out!"

"Furthermore, the jockey of the number three horse is also a famous jockey from Great Britain. With the strong combination, won't it be a quest to win the championship?"

"Today I can barely decide with No. 3, I am afraid it will be No. 2. This is also an excellent thoroughbred horse."

"It's just that the No. 2 horse is still very young. It is said that this is its second time in the competition, so compared with the No. 3, there is still a certain gap."

The voices of the two commentators spread throughout the audience.

While they were talking, the display screen also switched to horse 3 and horse 2. The two horsemen also smiled and waved to the camera.

"What about the 9th? But people have squeezed 10 billion to the 9th. I think we should also analyze the possibility of it winning."

"The No. 9 lame horse came to the competition. It was a joke. If he can win the championship, I will eat this microphone." A commentator said with a smile.

"Haha." The other commentator couldn't help but laugh.

There was a roar of laughter from both the viewing platform in the stadium and the spectators on the outside of the stadium.

At this time, the picture on the screen still cuts to horse number 9. The jockey of horse number nine, his face is not pretty, obviously this is an insult to him!

"Well, everyone, all the contestants are already in place, and the game is about to begin!" The commentary said in a passionate tone.

Whether it was the wealthy people at the observatory or the tens of thousands of spectators in the spectator stand, they all calmed down and looked forward to the upcoming game.

"boom!"

With the sound of the starting gun, the 9 competing horses rushed directly out of the starting point.

On the huge LED electronic display, the game scene is shown.

"Wow, the No. 3 horse deserves to be the favorite to win the championship. From the very beginning, it showed amazing explosive power and rushed directly to the first place! The No. 2 horse is also very strong, followed closely!"

The commentary is loud and full of rendering power.

"Hey, what's going on! No. 9 lame horse, what... how did you rush to the first place!"

The two commentators unanimously exclaimed.

On the field.

I saw the lame horse No. 9, in a posture of a great ride, directly over the No. 2 and No. 3 horses, and rushed to the front.

The jockeys of No. 2 and No. 3 horses saw the No. 9 lame horse rushing in front of them, and they were completely stunned.

Whether it was the VIPs on the viewing platform or the spectators watching the game, there was an uproar.

"This...what is going on, a lame horse can reach this speed?"

"Gosh, is there any mistake! Is there any mistake!"

...

They never dreamed that the lame horse No. 9 could cross No. 2 and No. 3 and rush to the front.

The speed shown by horse 9 is even more amazing!

Even the Great Britain thoroughbred horse No. 3 is beyond the reach.

"By the way, didn't someone vote 10 billion on the 9th? Now it seems that other people are not messing around at all!"

The people on the viewing platform all looked at Lin Yun at this time, and their eyes changed again when they saw Lin Yun.

Where Lin Yun is.

"Haha, the lame horse #9 really rushed forward." Meng Ye laughed excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, Master Meng looked at Lin Yun with a smile on his face.

"Brother Yun, you deserve to be a god, I really don't know how you made a lame horse become so powerful!"

As Meng said, he gave Lin Yun a thumbs up. He admired Lin Yun's supernatural ability and admired the five-body cast!

Lin Yun smiled slightly: "It's just a little trick."

For Lin Yun, this was a game without suspense. Prince Shalai chose to bet against himself, or Prince Shalai chose to oppose himself. He was doomed to lose miserably!

The young girl and her mother who came to sit next to Lin Yun cast incredible glances at Lin Yun.

The girl had also advised Lin Yun not to buy the 9th. She did not expect that the 9th would have a great chance to win the championship!

Some were happy and some were sad, and Prince Shalai's expression at this time was naturally ugly to the extreme.

"Damn it! How could this happen!"

Prince Shalai threw the Cuban cigar on the ground viciously.

Prince Shalai also did not expect that the lame horse No. 9 would suddenly emerge.

Prince Shalai directly looked at the man next to him with a vicious look.

"Didn't I just ask you to inform these players that No. 2 must be the first, No. 3 is the second, and why the jockey No. 9 rushed to the first!" Prince Shalai said with a chill.

"Prince, I... I ordered it, and I don't know why." His men paled with fright.

"Contact the jockey No. 9 immediately and let him slow down, otherwise he will die today! Road! One! One!" Prince Shalai's tone was cold and terrifying.

"Yes, yes!" The subordinate nodded repeatedly.

...

In the arena.

Jockey No. 9 saw that his lame horse suddenly became so powerful, he was both surprised and delighted.

His horse used to be a Hummer. It has been with him for many years. He and his horse have also achieved brilliant records. However, an accident happened later in the competition, which caused his horse to become a lame horse. This made him and his horse a lame horse. decline.

He came to the competition this time entirely to fulfill his final wish. He knew it was impossible to get a ranking.

"Haha, Goode, why are you so powerful all of a sudden! Are you awakened?" Knight No. 9 said to his horse happily.

He didn't dare to imagine why his lame horse suddenly became so powerful.

"Angkang!"

The horse on the number nine, known as Goode, roared in response, and it seemed to be equally excited.

At this moment, there was a beating in his earplugs.

"Jockey No. 9, are you trying to die? Slow down your horse immediately, otherwise you will be at your own risk!"

These words are like a basin of cold water, pour the jockey number 9 in surprise to wake up.

The number 9 jockey came back to his senses. The ranking for this game had already been set by default. The number 2 horse was the first and the number 3 horse was the second, so that the casino made the most money.

His horse is destined to not get first and second!

"Goode, stop!"

After the No. 9 jockey hesitated, he pulled the reins to signal his horse to slow down.

As soon as his horse slowed down, the horses No. 3 and No. 2 followed him quickly.

The two commentators were also excited after seeing this situation.

"Look, look! Horse number 9 is slowing down again!"

"Horse No. 3 is back to number one, and Horse No. 2 is close behind!"

"It seems that the number 9 horse just broke out for a short time. He is a lame horse after all, and it is impossible to keep it for a long time."

"In this way, the big guy who bet 10 billion will still lose after all."

The two commentators have a passionate tone.

The audience present were both surprised and delighted when they saw this situation.

The reason why they are happy is very simple. They each buy the No. 9. If the No. 9 is upset and win the championship, they will all lose miserably!

They certainly don't want to win No. 9.

Where Lin Yun is.

"Brother Yun! It's been a disaster, horse 9 has slowed down!" Master Meng was anxious.

Master Meng eagerly continued: "Brother Yun, looking at the posture, it seems that Knight No. 9 deliberately slowed down. After all, this is Prince Shalai’s racecourse. He must be playing insider. He must deliberately tell Jockey No. 9 to slow down Yes, the knight dare not listen to his orders!"