"Wow! What a surprise!"

"The biggest upset that was least likely to happen actually happened!"

On the top floor of the villa, several chaebol leaders were watching the game while sipping red wine.

When they saw Zhui Feng's body as strong as a dragon, taking first place at lightning speed, their faces were also full of surprise.

Everyone was wrong!

"Not bad, not bad. It is indeed the horse I like. With this speed, this size, and this perfect proportion of body structure, it is simply a priceless horse!"

The person in charge of the Rockefeller Group looked at Chai Feng in action, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Mr. Lambert has a sharp eye. This time it was a hit, and very few people bought it. All the money fell into our pockets!"

Opposite Rockefeller Lambert, there was an old man with a gloomy face sitting. He picked up a glass of red wine and raised his hand.

Others also raised their glasses in agreement and said, "Boss Qian is right. Come on, let's have a drink!"

"cheers~!"

Several people raised their glasses and drank it all with joy on their faces.

For them, the more popular it is, the more money they will make.

Because there are very few people betting on the long shot, you won’t be able to win much money.

And if others bet more, all the money goes into their pockets.

…

"Everyone, everyone! I take back what I just said. No. 7 Zhui Feng is not a showman! He is the winner of the 400-meter flat race!"

"That's right, you can obviously win by your looks, but you rely on your strength instead. Zhui Feng deserves to be the first!"

"Congratulations to those who bought the right thing! You made a big mistake!"

"Congratulations!"

There was also a sound of exclamation at the judges' table.

"I am looking forward to the next competition, and I believe everyone is the same. I am also looking forward to Zhui Feng's performance in the next game, because No. 7 Zhui Feng is the only horse that has participated in all events and stages!"

"Let's wait and see whether the excitement can continue. Now, we invite the 1,000-meter flat race contestants to appear!"

"Listen to my command and prepare...1,2,3! Run!"

The excited voice spread throughout the audience through the microphone.

In an instant, the shouts were earth-shattering.

Countless people waved flags crazily and shouted hysterically about the numbers they bought.

At this moment, everyone was casting a spell, shouting the number they bought.

"No. 9, No. 9, come on! Come on!"

"No. 8, No. 8! Quick, quick, quick!"

However, a shocking scene appeared again.

Thoroughbred horses, world-famous for their long-distance speed, sprint towards the finish line like dancing flames.

Although their speed was extremely fast, so fast that the dust they stirred up condensed into a puff, there was still a dazzling being that surpassed them in an instant with lightning speed.

Chasing the wind!

It is like a crazy spark, instantly forming a prairie fire, unstoppable!

The distance of one thousand meters seemed to be shortened to 400 meters under its sweep, once again showing its invincible style!

Whoosh!

I saw a flash of cyan electric light, stopping at the end of 1,000 meters, enveloping a stream of dust, like a rolling evil spirit, pushing out several feet away.

"Fuck! Damn it, I lost again!"

"No. 7, No. 7 again! What the hell is going on?"

"Hell, is this still a horse? This speed is like a fucking monster!"

Seeing Zhui Feng once again occupying the top spot in an invincible manner, everyone couldn't help but get angry and swear.

The man who was originally assigned No. 7 did not dare to yell excitedly when he saw this situation, for fear of causing public outrage.

After all, once a loser is irrational, he can do anything.

It’s better to keep a low profile!

"Oh, Warigood!"

In the room of a group of chaebols, sounds of surprise once again erupted.

Because the unpopularity has exploded again!

This means that more money will be put into their pockets.

"Secretary! How are the statistics backstage now? How many unpopular buys are this time? Have they been calculated yet?!"

Lambert asked happily while shaking the red wine.

"The number of people betting on the horse racing this time is very high. The other buy-ins have just been calculated and the calculation of the upsets has not yet begun."

The blond secretary quickly called to find out more and then reported it.

Hearing this, Rockefeller Lambert raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the approximate stake for the other buy-ins?"

"Nearly 10 billion!" the secretary replied.

"Well, it's not bad! We have deployed so many channels in vain!"

Lambert nodded and showed a smile: "It would be even better if it can always be an upset. At least out of the 10 billion, more than 9 billion can be pocketed!"

"Okay, let's notify you quickly and count the number of unpopular purchases as quickly as possible!"

After Lambert finished speaking, he showed a proud smile.

In fact, even without statistics, he felt that there would not be so many fools trying to take advantage of this unpopularity.

Just as he was talking, another game started below.

Accompanied by fierce shouts, the horses galloped!

However, as a two-time champion, Zhui Feng once again used an astonishing speed to kill everyone and win the championship!

Countless people beat their chests and stamp their feet!

I wish I could drop my phone!

Then in the next 1,600 meters and 2,000 meters, Chai Feng showed again and again what true ‘chasing the wind’ is!

Finally got to the corner race.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, because in curve racing, speed is not just king!

Flexibility and compactness are the biggest advantages.

"Damn, it's finally time for the curve race. I admit that Chasing the Wind is very fast, but its weight and frame are too huge compared to other horses. It's destined to lose its power in the curve race!"

"Yes, it has competed for five consecutive stages. I believe its physical strength is not as good as before!"

"Damn it, I don't believe it can handle all the corners! Otherwise, I'll cut off my dick if I bet again!"

"Hahaha, I don't believe it either!"

Everyone's mood recovered again.

Then as the seconds were counted again and a 'start' was heard, everyone was instantly excited again.

Everyone was blushing and shouting with thick necks.

"Thunder will win, Thunder will win!"

"Treading on the snow! Treading on the snow! Treading on the snow!"

"Fire, do it, do it!"

Many people stop calling the numbers and directly call the name of the horse, thinking that this can increase the momentum of the horse.

However, when everyone was excited and cheering crazily, Zhui Feng roared again, jumped up, and rushed into the corner in the blink of an eye.

Fast! It’s too fast!

Everyone felt a flash of blue shadow, and Zhui Feng threw the other horses behind.

But it was such a fast speed that made everyone's expressions change.

Because there is a curve in front of you, if you can't stop the speed, the result will be death.

But what shocked everyone was that when they were about to hit the curve, the opponent not only did not slow down, but actually accelerated even faster.

This scene scared everyone so much that they instinctively held their breath.

Whoosh!
To be continued...