Chapter 473

Chen Ke'er said: "brother Chen Mo, run quickly! Or you'll lose. "

Chen Mo is still not flurried, not busy way: "don't worry, I said can win him, will win."

Chen Kexin sneered: "hum, I'm not ashamed. I'll lose later. I'll see how you end up!"

When Ming Zhexian came back from a run, he saw that Chen Mo was still in the same place and laughed: "Chen Mo, you can't ride a horse at all, can you?"

"You'd better take care of yourself and others first." Chen Mo light said a sentence, light drink: "drive!"

Chen Mo's horse is really not good. It looks very strong, but it's far worse than Ming Zhexian's horse.

Ming Zhexian was riding on his horse, looking back at Chen Mo from time to time, sneering: "this boy, I have told him that the horse is not good, he just won't listen, it's too late to regret."

Chen Ke'er stamped his feet in situ: "Oh, it's all my fault. That horse is really bad. If brother Chen Mo loses, it's all my fault."

Chen Kexin sneered: "don't talk nonsense. It's the kid who is arrogant and has nothing to do with you. If he loses, I'll deal with him!"

Chen Ke'er looked at Chen Ke Xin wrongly and said, "sister, don't always aim at Chen Mo, OK? In fact, brother Chen Mo is very poor! "

"Poor? Silly girl, don't be cheated by his sweet words. He's pathetic! " Chen Kexin said with a sneer.

In the twinkling of an eye, Ming zhequan has finished two laps, while Chen Mo is one lap behind Ming zhequan because of his late start and Ma's slow running.

Even the top riders in the world can never catch up with him in a whole circle. What's more, Chen Mo is just a newcomer who is still unfamiliar with riding skills.

"The boy is sure to lose!" Ming zhexin's friends and younger brothers, one by one, seemed to have seen the result.

Chen Kexin also sneered repeatedly: "little sister, that boy is sure to lose, you are not allowed to interrupt for a while, see how I deal with him!"

Chen Ke'er pouted her lips and said with a stubborn face: "sister, don't jump to a conclusion until the last moment!"

Turning his head, Chen Ke'er's beautiful little face was full of a blind and firm color: "I believe brother Chen Mo, he said that if he wins, he will win!"

Chen Kexin had no choice but to shake his head: "silly sister, it seems that you are fascinated by the boy's rhetoric. He is a lap behind. How can you win? Unless Ming Zhexian stands still and let him chase him! "

As soon as Chen Kexin's words were finished, the horse under mingzhexian's step actually stopped in the same place.

"Drive!" No matter how Ming zhexin urged him, the horse just refused to move forward. Finally, he just knelt on the ground and shivered, as if he met something extremely scared.

"What's the matter with the dead horse!" Ming Zhexian was very depressed. He was about to finish, but the horse didn't go.

Mingzhexin's friends and younger brothers looked at him from a distance and said, "why doesn't brother Ming move? Is he learning to let the boy go

Another humanitarian: "I don't think so. I think there's something wrong with Mingo's horse."

"No, Mingge is very proficient in horse selection. Even a sick horse can persist in the whole course with such a short track!"

However, facts speak louder than words. Ming zhequan's horse is lying on the ground. No matter how much Ming zhequan urges it, it doesn't move.

Chen Ke'er's smiling eyes turned into crescent moon: "elder sister, you are so powerful. You can say that. That guy is really waiting for Chen Mo in the same place."

Chen Kexin

Chen Kexin a face is gloomy, in the heart secretly scolds: "this bright philosophy Xuan does what ghost, how did not move?"

In fact, Ming Zhexian was more anxious than anyone else. He kept punching and kicking the horse: "get up, you dead horse, get up!"

When Chen Mo rides leisurely in front of mingzhexin, mingzhexin can only look up at Chen Mo, just like a mortal looking up at a God.

Chen Mo takes a light look at Ming zhequan, and his face is calm. But in Ming zhequan's eyes, he feels that there is endless irony in Chen Mo's expression.

It wasn't until Chen Mo finished three laps that Ming zhexin's horse got up and camel Ming zhexin to the finish line.

Looking at Chen Mo, Ming zhexin looks gloomy: "boy, what did you do? Why does my horse stop all of a sudden? "

Chen Mo glanced at him faintly, did not answer, voice Indifference: "you lost!"

"I don't agree!" Ming zhexin gave a roar.

"Do you want another round? I can convince you! " Chen Mo said calmly.

"You..." Ming zhexin really has no confidence. He feels that his horse suddenly doesn't move. It must be Chen Mo's ghost. Even if he compares again, he will also lose.

"Well, I'll give up!" Ming zhexin sighed, with a face of recognition.

Chen Mo also didn't talk nonsense with him, light way: "remember, don't appear in front of me in the future."

Ming zhe Xuan's handsome face turned into a pig liver color in an instant.

Chen Mo rides on the horse, returns to Chen Ke'er's side, turns over and dismounts.

Chen Ke'er ran up excitedly for a long time, pulled up Chen Mo's arm and said with a smile, "brother Chen Mo, you are so powerful!"

With that, Chen Ke'er secretly looked around and asked in a low voice when people were unprepared: "brother Chen Mo, how did you do it? Why did his horse suddenly stop moving? "

Chen Mo said with a smile: "it's very simple. If you want to learn, I can teach you!"

"Really? That's great Chen Ke'er jumps happily.

"Ke'er, don't listen to his nonsense. This time, he is lucky to meet Ming Zhexian and pick a sick horse. He won't be so lucky next time. " Chen Kexin was very depressed that he failed to see Chen Mo's disgrace.

Chen Ke'er looked at her sister with a bad smile and said with a smile: "sister, sometimes luck is also a kind of strength!"

"You..." Chen Kexin was speechless and glared at Chen Mo, not talking.

At this time, not far away from the golf course, there was a group of well-dressed young people around a twenty-five-year-old, handsome young man.

With a smile on his face, the young man was able to deal with it with ease.

However, when the young man's eyes suddenly saw Chen Mo at the racecourse, he was stunned and immediately surprised.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I met an acquaintance. Excuse me for a moment!" With a confession, the young man got up and went to Chen mo.

"Yan Shao, please help yourself!" Several young people said politely.

Yan Shirong quickly came to the racecourse and walked directly to Chen mo.

When seeing him, Ming zhexin and others suddenly show ecstatic color.

"Brother Ming, isn't that Yan family A friend of mingzhexin, surprised, whispered.

Ming zhe Xuan, with a gloomy face, raised his eyes. He could not help but look surprised: "it's really Yan Da Shao!"

"He seems to be coming this way. Shall we go and say hello?" The young man asked excitedly.

Ming Zhexian loses face in front of Chen Mo, but he is not dazzled by his anger. Although they have an extraordinary family background, they are far worse than Yan Family in Yanjing.

So if they go to make friends with Yan Shirong rashly, maybe they will make each other resentful.

"Later, let's see what Yan wants to do first."

"Yes."