Talented Genius

"Woo-"

The dark horse was furious, and Huo Ran hissed and stood up, causing Ye Tianlong and Pu Ziyuan to fall diagonally.

Ye Tianlong stretched out his hand and pulled it stiffly, holding the woman's long arms, entangled the horse's neck, the python generally turned around and fell back on the horse's back.

Although Ye Tianlong didn't use much force, he just made the dark horse unable to break free.

The dark horse saw Ye Tianlong so difficult, but his waist pulled up, the horse body was smooth, and the change suddenly changed.

Ye Tianlong and Pu Ziyuan on horseback flew up instantly, and the shells slid out, causing Uncle Bai and the others to worry.

"Wow!"

It's just that Ye Tianlong's equestrian skills are beyond their imagination. He is like a boomerang, throwing two meters in the air and flicking the reins.

He hugged Pu Ziyuan and wrapped around the black horse's neck and pasted it, got under the belly of the horse, and turned on the horse's back again.

Uncle Bai often came to the racecourse and met many superb knights, but he was still stunned when he saw Ye Tianlong's performance.

Seeing Ye Tianlong returning to him, the dark horse leaned forward and leaped wildly.

Following the rhythm of the dark horse, Ye Tianlong and Pu Ziyuan undulated like waves, making people frightened and making Pu Ziyuan blush.

She thought of the words Ma Zhen.

At the same time, Ye Tianlong's arms and ears made her whole body inexplicably strange.

"Woo-"

I don't know how long it took, the dark horse suddenly stopped frantic, a horse hiss, loud like a dragon's roar, a person stood up, and his nose flickered.

Settling down again is motionless.

Ye Tianlong smiled at the corner of his mouth, knowing that the dark horse had bowed his head to admit defeat, so he relaxed the rein in his hand and said softly to Pu Ziyuan:

"Miss Park, are you okay?"

Pu Ziyuan's eyelids twitched, she took off the helmet on her head, revealing three thousand green silks, her red lips lightly opened: "I'm fine, Tianlong, thank you."

She has always been cold, and has dealt with many dangerous faces, but a woman instinctively encounters the madness of a beast, and she can't help but feel fear.

So Ye Tianlong’s helping hand made her feel safe, especially her chest against her back, which made Pu Ziyuan give birth to the feeling that the sky fell.

Ye Tianlong smiled peacefully: "No thanks, it's my duty to help others. By the way, you come to the racecourse to relax. Has Ciqiu come?"

Pu Ziyuan wanted to give him a blank look, then lost her thoughts: "She is reviewing her homework at home, and my second brother and I are here."

Ye Tianlong's scalp numb: "Your second brother--"

Thinking of the guy who called his brother-in-law and chased him around, Ye Tianlong was exhausted.

Pu Ziyuan struggled to squeeze out: "That... Tianlong... I'm fine, you can let me down."

"Ah, sorry."

Ye Tianlong was taken aback for a moment, then he found his left hand, firmly holding Pu Ziyuan's body, where he was the most proud, still holding his palm.

He hurriedly removed his hand from Pu Ziyuan: "Okay, you are all right, I should go, I still have guests."

"See you later."

Ye Tianlong stepped down from the horse's back quickly: "By the way, say hello to Ciqiu for me."

When Ye Tianlong left, Pu Ziyuan felt that her back was empty, her original solid support was gone, and she felt a little bit of loss in her heart.

She turned her head to look, and saw Ye Tianlong walking into the VIP building with Uncle Bai. Seeing the straight figure, Pu Ziyuan's eyes had a hint of interest.

"Ye Shao, welcome."

When Uncle Bai respectfully invited Ye Tianlong into a VIP room, a wheelchair facing the stadium turned around, and Ma Qingdi sat on it as if.

When he saw Ye Tianlong appear, he immediately let out a burst of hearty laughter, and then stood up on the wheelchair with one hand: "Welcome with you, forgive you, forgive you."

"I originally wanted to visit Shao Ye at the mansion in person, but the situation was a little sensitive and worried that the villain would make trouble, and I didn't want to cause trouble to Old Man Ye."

He greeted him generously: "So I can only ask Uncle Bai to invite you over here for a gathering."

"I'm bothering you so early, but I also ask you a lot of adults, forgive me."

Emperor Ma Qing showed the demeanor of a famous family.

"Shao Ma is polite."

Ye Tianlong also smiled and stepped forward: "This is such annoying early morning, I hope there will be ten every day."

"Eighty eighty million, not to mention it's morning, it's midnight, I'm also happy."

He joked and made the atmosphere become harmonious, and then shook hands with Ma Qingdi: "Ma Shao's hand is a bit too big."

Ma Qingdi forcefully shook Ye Tianlong's hand and smiled: "The handwriting is a bit big? Does it mean that Ye Shao feels that my life is not worth 880 million?"

"Of course, Shao Ma's life is more than that."

There was a smile in Ye Tianlong's eyes: "It is 80 billion, which is lighter than Ma Shao's life."

"It's just this number, it's heavier for Ye Tianlong, so I just played a few more casually, the body hasn't been fully heated yet, and the output is even more limited."

"Compared to those bodyguards and wounded guards who died for Ma Shao, what Ye Tianlong did is nothing, so I am ashamed to receive this 800 million."

He took out eight well-written checks: "Ma Shao gives a bonus of three to five million yuan. Ye Tianlong will be sincerely happy, so Shao Ma takes back the money."

Hearing these words, Emperor Ma Qing flashed a hint of approval in his eyes, and then quickly recovered his calm. He smiled and pressed Ye Tianlong's hand:

"Ye Shao is humble."

"Although Ye Shao said that he didn't give much effort, you really saved my life. Without you, I had been killed by Voldemort."

"For those brothers who died in battle and wounded, Ma Qingdi is worthy of them and his family, and they will not be jealous of Ye Shao's 800 million yuan."

"On the contrary, they will be grateful for Ye Shao's move. If you hadn't saved my life, their deaths and injuries would all be meaningless."

"Even their current parents, wives and children, cannot enjoy the glory of the second half of their lives because of that war."

He hit the nail on the head: "I'm dead, who will give them wealth?"

"So Ye Shao must accept this 880 million. This is my reward to you and everyone's wish. Ye Shao must not push it away."

Ye Tianlong had to admit that Emperor Ma Qing was an extremely good orator, and it was so natural for people to collect money so comfortably.

Seeing Ye Tianlong's silence, Ma Qingdi's eyes flashed with light, and then he pushed eight checks into Ye Tianlong's hands and laughed:

"Besides, if you don't accept it, it will be difficult for our brother to do it."

He added jokingly: "Because I always miss your kindness, I don't dare to sit on an equal footing."

"Hahaha—"

Ye Tianlong let out a burst of laughter, and then he didn't push away the money: "Ma Shao loves me so much, and no matter how stubborn I am, then I don't know how to promote it."

"Okay, I accept the money."

At this moment, he already understands the temperament of Emperor Ma Qing, that is, he does not like to owe favor to others, even if it is his own life-saving grace.

Rather than let Ma Qing emperor struggle, it is better to collect the money, so Ye Tianlong put the check back in his pocket: "Thank you Ma Shao for the bounty."

"Don't say that, it's too strange."

Ma Qingdi laughed: "After the war that night, I don't know what Ye Shao thought. I regarded you as a benefactor and a brother."

"In the future, Ye Shao has anything to ask me to help, even if he screams, as long as he doesn't violate Ma Qingdi's bottom line, he will go through fire and water, and he will die."

He is very generous and heroic.

Ye Tianlong also laughed: "Don't worry, Shao Ma, if you have any difficulties in the future, I will definitely look for you."

Between talking and laughing, the two came to the front of the floor-to-ceiling glass in the VIP room. In their field of vision, there were more than two hundred dignitaries sitting on the huge racecourse.

At the gate, eight horses of various shapes were breathing heat, and eight jockeys were sitting on them waiting for instructions.

"Ye Shao, have a fun?"

Ma Qingdi looked at the eight race horses with a smile: "Which horse do you think can win?"