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¡°Wherever you caught it, send it back to where you caught it.¡±
When Ma Hengjun heard what Henry Zhang said, he felt happy.
¡°He didn¡¯t intend to get this mongrel horse anyway, even if Henry Zhang had tamed it, so what?
A horse is a horse. It can be tamed and used as a horse only if it obeys the command.
"This kind of garbage is so wild and untamable that it will run wild when thrown on a racecourse. It is impossible to win the race."
¡°Besides, as long as it¡¯s not called Grandpa Henry, it¡¯s not bad to change the bet.
What¡¯s more, Ma Hengjun didn¡¯t think he would lose.
"Okay, I agree. Let's go to the racetrack now!"
Ma Hengjun held his breath in his heart.
Having been slapped in the face by Henry Zhang just now and losing face in front of Sylvia Lin, Ma Hengjun had to get his place back no matter what.
The racecourse under the name of Ma Hengjun has an oval-shaped track with a length of about 1,800 meters.
? 200 meters are the final straight sprint section, and the other 1600 meters are curves.
After the group arrived at the racecourse, Ma Hengjun¡¯s breeder helped him bring in a dark red racehorse.
This horse is about 1.5 meters tall and is dark red in color.
He looks handsome, strong, and full of energy.
¡°What a beautiful horse!¡±
Sylvia Lin couldn¡¯t help but exclaimed.
"Yunshu, do you know what kind of horse I am?"
Ma Hengjun took the saddle handed over by the breeder and asked proudly towards Sylvia Yunshu.
"have no idea."
Sylvia Lin shook his head.
"I'm telling you, my horse is a pure sweat-blooded horse. There are no more than 3,000 horses in the world, and only 11 in the whole of China."
"I spent a lot of money to buy it."
Ma Hengjun said proudly.
"Sweat-blooded BMW? This name sounds very powerful!"
Sylvia Lin covered her mouth and exclaimed.
But to be honest, this horse is really beautiful and has a very well-proportioned figure.
When I brought him in just now, his pace was very steady. I have to say, this is a good horse.
Even people like Sylvia Lin who don¡¯t understand it at all can feel the weight of this horse.
On the contrary, the wild horse King Xiao Yang was holding had lost a lot of weight because he had been hungry for seven days.
What¡¯s more, it¡¯s full of hair.
Most of them are black, but there are a few white tufts of hair on the ears, tail, and four hooves.
No wonder Ma Hengjun has always said that it is a hybrid because the bloodline is not pure enough and the color is not uniform.
"Henry Zhang, you can admit defeat in advance. Your mongrel can't beat my bloody horse."
Ma Hengjun had a smug expression on his face.
The Mustang King snorted a few times and seemed a little restless.
But the sweaty horse that Ma Hengjun was holding didn't show any panic at all. It turned its head and just glanced at the Mustang King lightly before turning around.
Ignore it!
This is the pride of sweaty BMW.
As a sweat-blooded BMW with the noblest and longest bloodline in the world, he has his own pride.
When the pampered and pampered Bronco saw the bruised, disheveled, and skinny Mustang King, there was only disdain in his eyes.
Not only the owner is like this, but even the horse is like this.
When Henry Zhang saw this scene, he was immediately amazed.
However, he didn¡¯t seem to care that Ma Hengjun brought a bloody horse to compete with him.
"Brother Ma, you saw it too. There is a beast provoking you, you have to be angry!"
Henry Zhang stroked the Mustang King¡¯s head and said lightly.
"Who are you calling a beast?"
Ma Hengjun, who looked proud just now, became furious instantly.
"Don't rush to put a hat on yourself, I'm talking about horses and beasts, not humans and beasts."
Henry Zhang patiently explained.
"You are a human, not a horse. I said a horse is a beast, but you are not a beast. Why are you so anxious?"
What Henry Zhang said was high-sounding.
Ma Hengjun, a mute, eats Coptis chinensis and cannot express his suffering.
There is no way, who gave him the surname Ma?
This horse is a beastIsn¡¯t it just referring to mulberry and scolding huai?
But he couldn¡¯t refute it. Wouldn¡¯t this refutation turn into calling him a beast?
"Are you okay? If you want to compete, hurry up. If you don't want to compete, just admit defeat and surrender, so as not to be embarrassed later."
Ma Hengjun said with an annoyed look.
¡°It¡¯s not certain who will win or lose, we¡¯ll see you on the field.¡±
Henry Zhang patted the Mustang King¡¯s body and walked towards the starting point.
¡°Humph, let¡¯s see how long you can keep pretending!¡±
Ma Hengjun also got on his horse and rode his bloody horse towards the starting point.
The arena was empty, with only Henry Zhang and Ma Hengjun competing together.
The staff are all ready.
With the sound of a gunshot, Ma Hengjun jumped out on the bloody horse under his crotch.
This horse has a strong body and runs very fast.
And Ma Hengjun¡¯s riding skills are indeed superb.
Under his control, the bloody BMW was as smooth as an arm and a finger.
On the other hand, look at Henry Zhang.
The speed of the Mustang King is not weak, and he follows closely behind the sweaty BMW.
However, the Mustang King has been hungry for a week, and his body is overwhelmed and his physical strength cannot keep up.
After a while, the distance behind us became farther and farther.
Ma Hengjun rode on horseback, turned around, and looked at Henry Zhang provocatively.
The bloody horse under his crotch also neighed and its hooves flew up, as if to show off its noble bloodline.
Henry Zhang smiled and took out a pill from his body.
This is one of the three pills he refined during his noon experiment, and the quality is also the worst.
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Anyway, this kind of defective product is of little use to Henry Zhang, and it is impossible for him to take this kind of garbage.
The truly top-quality elixir requires the blessing of an alchemy furnace to successfully refine it.
As for this kind of defective product, Henry Zhang was ready to throw it away.
At this moment, Henry Zhang took out a pill, crawled on the back of the horse, and stuffed it into the mouth of the Mustang King.
The elixir melts in the mouth and enters directly into the body of the Mustang King.
The wild horse under Henry Zhang¡¯s crotch instantly raised its front hooves and made a huge neighing sound.
Holding the reins in hand, Henry Zhang was like a god of war, wielding a sword and riding a horse, very mighty and domineering.
"Go! Let those two horse beasts see how powerful you are."
Henry Zhang smiled and patted the horse¡¯s head.
The Mustang King shook his head and snorted, his eyes sharp.
The next second, the black horse flew out like black lightning.
Ma Hengjun has reached the last 200 meters of the straight track riding his bloody BMW.
Victory is at hand.
Suddenly there were bursts of thunder behind him, as if thousands of troops were coming on the waves.
Ma Hengjun subconsciously turned around to see what happened.
The moment he turned his head, a man and a horse whizzed past him.
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