"Well, I see. Thank you, hammer." Zhuang nodded and said.

"Seriously, what are you going to do? Can you tell our brother? We can protect you, too. " Hammer a little puzzled asked.

"Don't worry, I won't hide it from you. After all, we are a group, but not now. Just wait for my news. " With that, he solemnly turned off the communication.

Leaving a depressed hammer on his face, he couldn't figure out what he wanted to do with solemnity. He didn't assassinate Guo Chao. Did he go to tea?

After the end of the call with hammer, solemnity immediately searched the race times of Shatin Racecourse.

Then it was discovered that there would be a Marseilles early tomorrow morning. Solemnly, he couldn't help smiling and made up his mind.

As the day goes by, Chen's indifference is useless, and he is no longer harassed.

The next morning, I got up early in the morning and took the subway to Shatin.

At this time, the hammer and others also received a solemn notice, requiring the hammer to ambush at the high point near Guo Chao's house to cooperate with the solemn action.

Solemn this request more let hammer puzzled, was not said not to assassinate?

So I report to Yin Lanlan, but the reply is to cooperate with the solemn action.

So the hammer could only follow the solemn instructions and rushed to Shatin.

Xiangjiang Shatin Racecourse, 9:35 am.

There are still 25 minutes left. The next match of Marseilles is about to start.

The racers are already changing their clothes and getting ready for the race.

All the players changed their clothes one after another, only Bing was left. Bing was the fastest horse in the race, and the voice of winning was very high. Bing is also very proud and hopes to win the championship.

Therefore, he is strict with himself and does not allow any mistakes.

Bing carefully checks the equipment, constantly arranges the racesuit, and then looks in the mirror.

"Handsome Bing showed a satisfied smile. Today is the rhythm of winning the championship!

Just the next moment Bing can't laugh because a strange face suddenly appears in the mirror.

"Who are you? This is the players' dressing room. Outsiders are not allowed to come in, don't you know? " Bing was very angry. When did the changing room become so casual that all dogs and cats could go in and out?

But soon Bing was not angry because he fainted.

The stranger cut his neck with a knife and threw him into the locker like a dead pig.

What's more pitiful is that his handsome racing suit was also ruthlessly stripped. Two small strips of cloth tied under him were exposed.

"Oh, and this disgusting hobby!" With a solemn shiver, he hurriedly closed the door of the locker.

Then he changed into Bing's racing suit and looked in the mirror. Tut Tut, I have to say that people are handsome and wear anything! What words should such a handsome guy use to praise him?

I can't think of it seriously, so I don't think of it seriously. He opened the door and went to the field.

This is the month when horse racing is in full swing. Tourists come to the racecourse in an endless stream, which brings a lot of benefits to the racecourse.

And these tourists are not only sightseeing, but also betting. The profits are more objective.

In the cheers of the audience, all the racers came out, holding the reins of their horses in their hands, looking smart and handsome.

And the broadcast camera also scans the contestant's appearance one by one and projects it onto the big screen. When I scanned a player, I happened to see that player bending his head to tidy up his clothes, leaving only a profile.

"Hello, everyone. This is Shatin Racecourse in Xiangjiang. The annual horse race meeting is being held here. Thirty horses and their jockeys have already taken their places and are ready for the race." The commentator roared and explained.

"The racetrack of the race meeting is two weeks, 7200 meters in total. There are 16 obstacles in each week. But in the second week, when the horse runs through the 14th obstacle, it will enter the straight sprint, so there are 30 obstacles in the whole race. Who do the audience think will win the championship?"

"Well, with a shot, the game begins! Oh, there's only one horse in the lead! It's half a position ahead of second place! Let's see which jockey this is. It's David! His voice to win the championship is also extremely high, second only to the eighth horse. It's strange. How did No.8 fall behind when it started? Was it an accident? " The commentator said suspiciously.

And No. 8 is the horse that is solemnly controlled, which immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

Seriously, it's going to hurt. Isn't it going to show? So quietly in the eighth horse rib a poke, dark strength penetration, eighth horse eat pain, crazy general forward.

"Oh, horse number eight is on fire! It's over! It passed! Oh, my God, it's leading all the way. It's more than ten meters ahead of David! It's just that the running posture of No. 8 horse is a little strange, it seems to be very crazy... "

"No.8, it is! This is a good bet! " In a villa close to the racecourse, Guo Chaozheng is sitting leisurely in the yard, drinking Kung Fu tea and looking at the high-definition screen.

For security reasons, Xiang Huaxing has not allowed Guo Chao to go to the racecourse with mixed staff, so Guo Chao can only watch it at home. Fortunately, this situation has lasted for more than a week, and Guo Chao is used to it.

This time, Guo overburdened No. 8 by 2 million, and the bet was that No. 8 would win. Sure enough, No. 8 didn't live up to his expectations and took the lead all the way, leaving other horses far behind.

"Oh, into the corner! This is a very challenging obstacle curve. In general, the jockey will slow down in case of this situation, so as to avoid the situation of people turning upside down. However, No. 8 seems to have any plan to slow down, still running with all his strength. What's the secret of this jockey? "

"Ten meters, five meters, close! Let's wait and see if he has a unique skill or will fall here! Ah? What's the situation? How did he turn? Horse eight seems out of control! I turned a corner and went to the house nearby! Oh, my God, how could this happen? " The commentator was stunned.

At this time, the eighth horse was solemnly controlled, and suddenly made a turn, and the eighth horse ran to the outside of the racecourse. When he arrived at the fence, horse No. 8 made a beautiful vertical crossing, instantly crossed the fence of the racecourse and ran out of the racecourse.

All this happened too suddenly. When the staff of the racecourse reacted, No. 8 horse had already run away.

"It's a scene that people don't know how to describe. This is the first time that this kind of accident happened in the history of Racecourse! There is a horse out of control. I don't know what happened to the jockey on the horse. Is there any danger? Let's pray for him. "

Originally a good game, but because of this sudden scene became a mess, the audience is very interested in watching, feel a strange stimulation.

Guo Chaozheng brings a cup of tea to his mouth and looks at No. 8 horse leading the way. Who knows that he almost chokes himself with the next sip of tea.

"What? The eighth horse ran out of control! How could it be Guo Chao was shocked.

He has invested two million. No.8 horse has run out of control. His two million has gone straight to the water!

At this moment, Guo Chao wanted to strangle the jockey of No. 8 horse.

However, before he recovered from his shock, he suddenly heard a horse hissing outside the yard, and then saw a horse running at a high speed running far away.

And the jockey sat on the horse, his body didn't shake at all. As soon as he waved to the side of the road, a white rod came whistling and waved to him.

The jockey's hand trembled, and the white rod seemed to be alive, making a sound like the roar of dragons and tigers.

"Five tigers break the door gun?! No, stop him! Stop him Guo Chao's eyes shrunk, and instantly realized that it was wrong. He yelled to the bodyguard beside him.

Several bodyguards rushed forward, took out their guns and tried to stop the jockey.

But the jockey didn't seem to see the gun in their hands. He rushed towards them with determination.

"Ang ~ ~", a loud neighing, to the door, the horse suddenly four hoofs jump, two meters high courtyard door instantly became a decoration, was it jumped by.

The jockey on the horse, holding the white pole, seemed to be a general who attacked the enemy at night and joined forces with horses. He went straight into the palace.