Chapter 1099 1084. Appearance (5/5)

Chapter 1099 1084. Appearance (55)

A few youths went to other areas in desperation, a group of racehorses entered the track led by jockeys, and the first horse race began immediately.

Most people stood up nervously, holding up a piece of binoculars at the scene. These people all held betting slips in their hands, and they participated in the horse betting.

In many casinos far away in Oakley, big screens are also broadcasting the upcoming game live. I don’t know how many gamblers look at the screen expectantly, waiting for the announcement of the result.

In the three-level speed competition, there are no special regulations on the breed of the horse, but it must be healthy and at least 3 years old, and it must have been trained and has a standard training record.

This is no problem for the local tyrant Jin. He is very healthy and his age is a mystery. Anyway, he can be as old as he is. As for training, he has been receiving very formal training for the first half of the year.

The horses that entered were like stars, and their appearance sparked cheers one after another.

These horses are handsomely dressed, with saddles, stirrups, girdles, and water reins.

Without the interruption of angry youths, Wang Bo's interest in watching Marseille was even better. He searched and found the local tyrant Jin on the middle track.

Among a group of tall horses, it is the easiest to find the local tyrant Jin. He is the shortest, with the softest and most dazzling coat color. Of course, he also has that very distinctive long face.

A group of tall, rich and handsome men stood in the middle of the rubbish. Wang Bo felt a little sorry for the local tyrant Jin. He wanted to gain fame for horse racing. Would this hurt the local tyrant Jin's self-esteem?

But Tuhaojin definitely doesn’t have this feeling, it feels quite good about itself, its self-confidence is always bursting, it will be eager to try in the horse herd, and keep snorting to the left and right.

Wang Bo knew that the local tyrant Jin was criticizing his opponents.

The audience also noticed Tuhao Jin, or they noticed Tuhao Jin first, after all, this guy's appearance is too domineering.

Not surprisingly, bursts of enthusiastic laughter erupted in the auditorium after the local tyrant gold was discovered, and the discussion was endless:

"Hey, look at the eighth track, that horse looks so cute."

"A strange creature has mingled with the horses."

"Is that a horse? No, it's a donkey with hair dyed gold."

"This horse's legs are too short, haha, if it has a nickname, it must be called 'Little Short Legs', because it is the shortest horse I have ever seen!"

Hearing a group of people laughing at Tuhao Jin, Wang Bo was very unhappy. He waved his arms and shouted, "Tuhao Jin, do it for me!"

The local tyrant Jin is crazy because of the relatively long distance, he can't feel the malicious ridicule from everyone, and can only see people pointing at him everywhere in the auditorium.

It thought it was a kind of honor, so it held its head high and put on a triumphant posture.

There are 12 tracks, and one is empty, and the stadium broadcast began to call for its appearance: "Please enter the field for horse race number two, please enter the field for horse race number two, please enter the field for horse race number two, and please enter the field for horse race No. 2..."

Similar to athletics, if after three calls the athlete and the horse are still not on the field, disqualification.

No. 2 horse failed to enter the race and was disqualified from the race.

Immediately, a group of people at the scene couldn't care less about laughing at the local tyrant Jin, and waved their betting slips and began to scold their mothers.

"Gambling is risky, and betting needs to be cautious." Wang Bo said gloatingly.

In fact, many people bet with the nature of playing tickets, and the cheapest betting slip is only five yuan a piece, even if they lose, it doesn't cost much.

But betting on horses is not like other situations where money is spent. This kind of disqualification and losing situation is very annoying, because there is a possibility that this horse may win the championship if it enters the race.

No matter how high the possibility is, since people bet on it, they believe that it can win the championship and feel that it has the highest probability of winning.

The other horses have arrived and the race is about to begin.

The frontmost position of the audience stand is the commentary stand, and someone is explaining the horse race.

The first is to introduce the identities of the horses after they enter the arena. Wang Bo listened to them. He doesn’t know enough about these horses, so these explanations are still useful to him:

"On the third runway is the number one seed player in this year's 1200-meter third-level competition. It is also the sharp vision we are familiar with. It has won the championship for two consecutive times. I don't know if it will become the triple crown this year..."

"Look at number six. A pinto horse is waiting for the start of the game with its head held high. It's the boiling police car. This bad-tempered guy is a tough guy. He broke the record at the rookie championship at the beginning of the year and is the biggest defender of sharp vision obstacle……"

"There is still runway 10, huh huh, did we see that? Sir Turin is also back. He has been plagued by diseases for the past two years, but it is said that he is now healthy. Let's see if he can regain his The throne of champions..."

"What happened to Sir Turin?" Wang Bo asked.

Haney introduced: "The Turin Jazz is the king of the three-level competition. Unfortunately, he suffered from hip disease and withdrew from the race two years ago, and then he won two consecutive championships with sharp vision. The duel between these two horses is today. Biggest topic."

"No, the biggest topic is the challenge of the boiling police car to sharp vision. The Turin Jazz has just recovered, and it will return to the dominance of the arena. There is still a long way to go." Said an old man next to him.

"Then what do you think of the little golden sun on the eighth track?" Wang Bo asked the old man as he looked like a veteran horse racing fan.

The old man smiled and said, "It is here to adjust the atmosphere of the game."

Wang Bo: "...",

The local tyrant Jin is really not favored, and the commentators even skipped him when they commented. They just briefly introduced Ma Long, saying that he is an old fighter in horse racing.

Wang Bo scolded in dissatisfaction, and said, "Damn it, Tutyulent Gold will make you look good!"

The starter walked to the safety zone in front of the starting line. At this time, the jockeys stood 20 meters behind the starting line with their horses, and then turned on their horses together.

The starter waved the flag and shouted: "Get ready!"

As soon as the command was issued, the riders drove the racehorses into the starting fence at a slow pace.

After all the horses were ready, the starter waved the flag again, and the commentator shouted: "Let's go!"

Tuhaojin gave Wang Bo great confidence, just like in the previous training, it jumped out suddenly, still like a fired shell, the speed is amazing!

Just as Wang Bo was about to clap his hands to refuel, the harsh whistle sounded, and the horses that were just about to run stopped one after another, and returned to the back of the running fence under the instructions of the jockeys.

"Damn it, I'm not used to using Paolanwang Tuhaojin, it snatched away." Hani said regretfully.

The voice of the commentator also rang out: "The No. 8 racehorse Jin has stolen his feet. This poor kid, haha, obviously he is very nervous, but we have to forgive him, after all, this is his first professional race."