Talented Genius

Chapter 560

Ye Tianlong won!

When the red flame horse hoof stepped on the finish line, Ning Hongzhuang, the girl in Tsing Yi and the others were shocked, as if that hoof had stepped on their hearts.

Xiao Wu almost broke his teeth.

No one thought that Ye Tianlong would win this game or win under various bad conditions.

Ye Tianlong calmly resolved the problems of wild horses, attacking horses, and shocking horses that were fatal to the rider.

In the end, with Jin Tianliang leading by 800 meters, he overtook and won.

Of course, if this victory is Hong Yan Yima Juechen, Ning Hongzhuang and the Tsing Yi girl might only be shocked, and they won't be as embarrassed as they are now.

But Ye Tianlong was purely in the form of soy sauce, singing "Journey to the West" and strolling in the courtyard to victory, they felt sincerely that they wanted to vomit blood.

At this time, Jin Tianliang was still pulling the reins sadly. Compared with Ye Tianlong's dazzling power, it was really a sky and an underground.

"Tweet—"

Ye Tianlong blew another whistle, just as the wind was stalemate with Jin Tianliang, his body trembled, his spirits lifted, and his horse hoofs crossed the finish line.

"boom!"

Jin Tianliang, who was pulling on the reins, didn't have the slightest defense. One was accidentally knocked over by the wind, and was dragged by the reins to wipe the ground for more than ten meters, extremely embarrassed.

"God, good!"

A few beautiful women hurriedly ran down, hurriedly assisting Jin Tianliang, and at the same time staring at Ye Tianlong, their eyes full of anger.

The four men also rolled up their sleeves, angrily trying to beat Ye Tianlong. Fortunately, Tutuhachi stopped them.

Xiao Wu suddenly rushed out, raised the gun in his hand, and was about to shoot, but when he heard a ‘pop’, a whip was thrown over and hit his wrist.

Xiao Wu grunted, his wrist hurts, the gun fell with a loud noise, and then rolled up with brute force, Xiao Wu fell directly from the stand.

"boom!"

With a muffled noise, Xiao Wu's nose was blue and swollen, and he could hardly get up in pain. He raised his head and saw Ye Tianlong punch him.

Xiao Wu's face changed drastically, and before he could escape, he fisted hard.

"Bang!" "Ah!"

Fists hit and a scream sounded almost at the same time. Ning Hongzhuang and the others looked up and saw Ye Tianlong standing where Xiao Wu was originally.

Xiao Wu fell another four or five meters, fell to the ground and rolled again and again, still clutching his fist and groaning, with a touch of blood flowing on his fist.

Between the two fingers, there was a half-cut needle, which was the one pulled off from Hong Yan's neck.

Xiao Wu recognized the broken needle, and became furious: "You--"

He wanted to accuse Ye Tianlong of being shameless, but seeing that the latter knew everything, Xiao Wu could only swallow this nasty breath abruptly.

Ye Tianlong's smile was casual and nonchalant, but his eyes were as cold as blades: "Do you want to put a black spear?"

Xu Donglai also yelled, "What are you doing? Do you want to kill Ye Shao?"

"No, he wants to protect Ye Tianlong, worrying about Tutuhachi's people hurting him."

Ning Hongzhuang's mind was startled, and she stood up sharply, letting people quickly support Xiao Wu to his back, and picked up the gun: "Xiao Wu wants to deter the other party."

She turned her head to the people of Tutuhachi, who were rolling up their sleeves and aggressively, so her explanation was very reasonable.

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "Okay, I choose to believe Mr. Ning's explanation."

Choose to believe, that is, not to believe.

Tutuhachi felt that Ye Tianlong and Ning Hongzhuang smelled of gunpowder, and saw Xiao Wu's resentful eyes towards Ye Tianlong, so he stopped moving his men.

The guns of several Ning's bodyguards were also pressed tightly, and finally put them back in Ning Hongzhuang's eyes.

At this time, the staff broke the silence and made a final announcement: "Five-kilometer Marseille confrontation, Hongyan wins."

"Win, win!"

When the staff's voice fell, Xu Donglai immediately jumped from the stands, ran and shouted like a madman, and then gave Ye Tianlong a hug.

Of course he was happy. He had always thought that Ye Tianlong would lose, maybe he would die, so not only did he not die, he also won the game.

This allowed him to follow suit and win the game without having to go to jail. How could this not make him excited?

"Tutuhachi, President Ning, I won this round."

Ye Tianlong handed Hong Yan to the staff, then took off his helmet and gloves and walked to the stands, looking at Tutuhachi and smiling with Ning Hongzhuang:

"I'll leave it to you for the next time. After you finish the bet, I will finally settle the account with Ning."

Ye Tianlong stretched out his finger to hook Ning Hongzhuang's chin: "Today, it is really a good day."

Ning Hongzhuang opened Ye Tianlong's hand and shouted coldly, "Ye Tianlong, show respect."

At this time, the Tsing Yi girl and the pink girl who supported Jin Tianliang, protested in indignation:

"This round is not counted, he uses black magic."

"That's right, everyone has seen it. Brother Tianliang is 800 meters ahead. It is he who has fixed the horse with magic."

"This is too unfair. We ask for a rematch, otherwise we will not accept it."

Ning Hongzhuang's heart moved, and subconsciously wanted to take the opportunity to rematch, but heard Ye Tianlong's first sentence:

"In this round, if you are not convinced by the loss, I suggest that you stop playing horses in the future, because it is too embarrassing. The profound and extensive horsemanship is actually called sorcery by you."

"Tutuhachi, Jin Tianliang, you are people who understand horses. Tell your companions, this time, you won't be convinced."

Tutuhachi and Jin Tianliang fell silent at first, then Jin Tianliang glanced at the gold watch and squeezed out: "I'll take this game."

Although Ye Tianlong was so humiliated and slapped his face, once Ye Tianlong tracked down the gold watch, he would be more troublesome, and Tutuhachi would tear himself.

Tutuhachi also stared at Ye Tianlong, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Walking without a trace, setting a horse's hand, stopping horsemanship, brother Ye opened my eyes today."

"If I don't accept it anymore, it is not only a slap in the face, but my ancestors will also jump out and slap me. In this round, I am convinced that I lost."

He also shouted to the Tsing Yi girl and the pink girl: "I would like to lose in the gambling, don't be jumbled and lose my face."

A group of people fell silent for a moment, lowered their heads and dared not yell at Ye Tianlong again.

"President Ning, I lost this game today. You will take this one million cheque."

When there was a trace of disappointment in Ning Hongzhuang’s eyes, Tutuhachi took out the checkbook, took out his pen, and wrote three checks, then he handed the two checks to Ning Hongzhuang’s hands and said:

"President Ning, this is 10 million. It is my bet that I lost to you. I underestimated you. You are this."

He gave Ning Hongzhuang a thumbs up, Ning Hongzhuang looked ugly to accept the check, and then squeezed out: "Thank you."

"There are two million more here."

Tutuhachi passed a check again, and at the same time looked at Ye Tianlong with a smile:

"These two million are paid by Brother Ning and I for three hours. I want to invite him to a meal and ask him about horsemanship. I hope Ning will give him a chance."

"Don't worry, I will never dig people."