"The fourth, a talented rider who came from the lower class of Britain but made a world-class career in the aristocratic equestrian circle, Diego Brando, was born for horse racing!"

“As for this fifth place…”

Stephen Steele licked his slightly dry lips.

"He is called a 'monster', 'blood butcher', 'demon in human skin'. No one knows where he comes from, nor does anyone know his past. He is handsome, tall and burly, always with a gentlemanly smile on his face, but never leaves a living mouth when he takes action.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In a duel, he even performed the feat of one against ten. Moreover, he did not use a pistol, but only bare hands, and killed ten cowboys who dared to challenge him!"

‘Well.’

Stephen Steele is undoubtedly a good storyteller.

Under the atmosphere, both the reporters and the judges couldn't help but swallow.

"Jon Joesta, I think he is the number one candidate for this competition." Stephen Steele spoke with a serious expression.

It's a coincidence.

The moment the words fell, a dark horse stood out.

A stunning ride!

One horse body, five horse body, ten horse body...

Wind coats are hunting.

The man was getting faster and faster!

It is the 'no.com candidate' that Stephen Stile said

——Jon Joesta!

"drive!"

Jon rode his horse and rushed.

He kept rushing forward regardless of the horse's physical strength.

Thirty-year apart, Joni and Geral rode together, with a solemn expression.

"Jonny!"

Suddenly, Gero said, "Don't be thrown too far by me later."

Joni didn't speak, pressing her body tightly against the horse's back.

Together, one wave.

His breathing rhythm changes constantly as the rhythm of the horse running.

When Gero saw him, he couldn't help but whistle.

The two brothers are so interesting.

Jon can fight.

Joni's riding skills are not a big deal either.

Oh ~

It's a wise choice to team up with them.

Just thinking.

There was a riot behind the two.

When I turned my head and saw many horses colliding together, the contestants on the horses were also dismissed and lost their qualifications to participate.

Joni secretly thanked that his strategy of doing his best from the beginning was indeed correct.

More than three thousand horses charge at the same time will inevitably lead to such a result. Only by gaining a leading position can similar events be avoided.

Joni is not the only smart person.

In the chaos, several fast horses rushed out bravely.

Joni and Geral did not dare to be careless and held the reins tightly.

‘dong’’ ‘dong’’’ ‘dong’’

The heavy sound of hooves comes from far to near.

Joni looked back cautiously.

Good guy.

The approaching one turned out to be a camel with a bulging muscle peak.

Above the hump, Murmud Abdel held a whip in one hand and pulled the reins in the other, and came with great momentum!

Jero said "tsk" unhappy.

This kind of product is strong on the outside but hard on the inside.

If Jon hadn't said that he would have done the first stage, Mr. Gero would have smashed the ball with an iron ball.

Unwilling to get out of the position, Gero's face looked a little ugly.

Mourmud Abdel did not deliberately cause trouble for Jello and Jonny, and directly passed through the gap between them and chased Jon.

There was a gust of wind behind him, and Jon looked back.

Yo.

A familiar person.

Abu Dudu, if you don’t set up a fortune telling stall in Cairo, why are you joining in the fun here?

"Get out!" Murmud Abdel showed considerable hostility, "The first place is mine!"

Jon blinked and compared his heart to Moormud Abdel.

Murmud Abdel:???

What gesture is this?

I can't understand.

But I feel a little shy...

Bah bah bah bah bah!

I, the warrior of the Desert Kingdom, Murmud Abudel, would I be bought by such a childish show of kindness?

With a stern look, Murmud Abdel manipulated the camel and hit Jon.

Jon was unmoved.

The divine horse under his crotch also had no response.

Murmud Abdel thought to himself, isn't this kid scared?

Unexpectedly.

Just the moment before the camel was about to hit the dark horse, Jon suddenly let go of the reins and raised his hand and slapped the camel.

‘Pa’

Do you know how much psychological harm a big pussy (slap) is for a five-year-old camel?

Schwarzenegger's camel was stunned.

Murmud Abdel was also stunned.

no......

you......

Can this still be done?

Murmud Abdel, who claims to be a "desert kingdom warrior", still did not give up and once again wanted to rely on the camel's body size advantage to knock Jon off the horse.

Jon's face sank.

You black guy are really shameless.

If I hadn't seen you look like an acquaintance I knew, could I make you so presumptuous?

Not ruthless, unable to stand firm.

Anyway, there was no one on the left and right. Jon turned into a half-dragon form, and his pupils suddenly turned into amber-like golden color.

The pressure of "Qinglong" unfolds.

The camel who had just been slapped, knelt directly.

Um.

It means literally kneeling.

Murmud Abdel was not aware of it for a moment and was thrown out hard.

On the train not far apart, Stephen Stee held his head with his hands in disbelief, "Oh God, Abdel is out!"
To be continued...