The Strongest Abandoned Son-in-law: The Stunning CEO Regrets and Cries

The two women looked at each other with hostility, obviously not taking these words seriously.

After putting on the saddles and harness, the two BMWs were finally led to the arena.

One black and one white, the contrast is very sharp.

Murong Xue and Murong Yue's friends were also divided into two camps, opposing each other.

"Xue'er! Come on! I believe you can win!" Liu Yannan cheered from the side.

"Zhui Feng is a victorious general. No matter what kind of horse he is, he is nothing compared to him!" Chu Jie was also very confident.

"That's right! As long as you play steadily, you can definitely win this game easily!" Several other people agreed.

Although Lu Chen didn't say anything, he could tell that judging from the sophistication of the horses, Zhui Feng was indeed better than Black Dragon.

Of course, the skill of the rider must also be considered. Murong Xue is rich in experience. As long as he makes no mistakes, the probability of winning is still very high.

"Sister Qingyao, which one of these two horses do you think is faster?"

In the other camp, Feng Miaozhu asked enthusiastically.

"I don't know much about horses, so I can't tell." Li Qingyao shook his head slightly.

I came to the racecourse today, on the one hand, for fun; on the other hand, I came to the racecourse to discuss business with Murong Gaochao.

Horse racing and stuff like that are just for fun.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Just take a guess." Feng Miaozhu said with a smile.

"Then I guess the dark horse wins." Li Qingyao said casually.

"Okay, I guess the white horse wins!" Feng Miaozhu immediately felt the desire to win.

Both were good horses, but she preferred the white Chaser.

Because it is more beautiful.

At this moment, Murong Xue and Murong Yue each rode their horses and stood at the starting point, ready to start at any time.

"Yue'er, the black dragon has a fierce temperament, so be careful when you ride it."

Murong Gaochao stepped forward and smoothed the black dragon's mane.

"understand!"

Murong Yue responded.

"Same goes for Cher, stay safe and remember, friendship comes first, competition comes second."

Murong Gaochao turned to look at Murong Xue, and patted Zhuifeng's horse's head.

Such a simple action made Chase Lu frown slightly.

"Thank you for your concern, brother Gao Chao."

Murong Xue nodded slightly.

"Okay, without further ado, are you two ready?"

Murong Gaochao stepped back a distance. After seeing the two men nodding, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Start!"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Xue and Murong Yue pinched the horse's belly at the same time.

Two BMWs, one black and one white, ejected instantly, almost in no particular order.

This race is a thousand-meter race, and the pace is at full speed at the beginning. The two BMWs run as fast as the wind, competing with each other, and no one is far behind.

The two people on the horse were also concentrating and did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

As the horses ran, their bodies rose and fell rhythmically, demonstrating their skillful skills.

"Come on! Come on Xue'er!"

Liu Yannan and the others shouted wildly and were very emotional.

"Come on Yue'er! Yue'er will win!"

The young men and women in the other camp were also enthusiastic and cheering constantly.

Under the wave of shouts, the two BMWs ran even harder.

"Haha... I'm ahead, I'm ahead, Chai Feng is ahead!"

After running about half of the distance, Zhui Feng had gradually taken the lead, leaving Hei Long one step behind.

This scene made Liu Yannan and the others extremely excited.

As long as you keep up the good work, winning this game won't be a problem at all.

"I can't chase the wind anymore, I'm probably going to lose."

Lu Chen suddenly said something.

With his eyesight, he could clearly see that Zhui Feng's eyes were bloodshot.

"Hey! What are you talking about? Chasing Feng obviously has a big advantage, how could we lose?" Liu Yannan said angrily.

"Hmph! If you don't understand, don't speak, so as not to embarrass yourself here!" Chu Jie looked contemptuous.

"That's right! It's okay if you don't cheer for Xue'er, but you are still making sarcastic remarks here, who are you!" Everyone became dissatisfied.

Just as he was talking, a sudden change occurred in the field.

When he was still a hundred meters away from the finish line, Zhui Feng suddenly let out a painful scream, then his hooves gave way and he collapsed directly to the ground.

Because the inertia was too great, Murong Xue on horseback was instantly thrown away.