403: C403 It Was a Lucky Hit

C403 It Was a Lucky Hit

"Who is he?"

Zhang Muye asked Lin Zihao, who was surrounded by the crowd. Liang Loong answered respectfully, "This is the second young master of the Lin Family in Xiangjiang. His name is Lin Zihao."

"He has a brother?"

"Yes! His brother's name is Lin Zicong. I heard he studied in Germany." Liang Loong replied. Zhang Muye suddenly understood. No wonder Lin Zihao looked familiar. And he looked like he deserved a beating. So his brother was Lin Zicong?

Zhang Muye asked, "Introduce me to the horse racing competition!"

Liang Loong then introduced the sports of the upper class to Zhang Muye. In fact, there was no difference between gambling and gambling. You could buy whichever horse you liked, and each horse had a detailed description. Those who could enter the competition were all famous horses with pure bloodlines. Even if they did not move, their heroic bearing could conquer countless people.

At this moment, the most important thing was a horse with a red body and an extremely tall body. Its fur fluttered in the wind and it looked valiant and valiant.

Liang Loong rejected the introduction of this horse. It was a pure Ferghana horse from Mongolia. Just by buying this horse, the price would be eight digits, and it would be eight digits. When this horse appeared, it immediately became the hot topic of everyone winning the championship.

Those high-ranking officials and nobles all placed their bets on this horse. However, Liang Loong said to Zhang Muye, "Young master, if you believe me, then buy number six! I think this horse will win."

Zhang Muye looked over and found that number six looked rather short. Compared to the Ferghana Stallion standing right next to him, it was simply a tall, rich, and handsome horse. Compared to the Ferghana Stallion, it was really pitiful. However, with Liang Loong's eyesight, he discovered that the horse's legs were strong and full of explosive power. Moreover, although there were people who thought highly of this horse, it was too little compared to the Ferghana Stallion. Furthermore, how could there be no shady dealings with this kind of horse gambling?

Otherwise, what would the casino or organizers rely on to earn money?

What made Liang Loong even more determined was that not far away, Lin Zihao was sparing no effort to introduce this Ferghana Stallion to his friends. He was explaining how excellent and powerful this Ferghana Stallion was, and how it had maintained a record of complete victory since its debut. According to what Liang Loong knew, this horse farm was owned by the Lin Family. Furthermore, this kind of gambling only happens once a week. Given that Lin Zihao would definitely not do such a big business that would cost him money, and that it was a big business that had already bet over a hundred million, it was impossible for him to do such a thing. Therefore, Liang Loong concluded that the chances of this bloody horse winning the championship were zero.

No matter how much he bought, it would still be a suicide mission.

Rather than that, it would be better to buy a horse that he was more optimistic about.

Therefore, Zhang Muye nodded his head and said loudly to Liang Loong: "Alright! If I'm happy today, I'll spend ten million to buy number six!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it instantly attracted the gazes of countless people around. After all, 10 million was not a small amount in the eyes of these influential people. Not to mention that when he announced the 10 million bet, he actually did not even blink his eyes?

It was as if ten million was just a drizzle in his eyes?

However, this young man looked very unfamiliar. He was definitely not a famous figure in Xiangjiang.

However, what surprised these high-ranking officials and nobles the most was that Zhang Muye did not buy the hot Ferghana Stallion with ten million, but the inconspicuous pony? This was totally a free gift?

Could it be that people were really stupid and had a lot of money?

"So stupid!"

"Where did this fool come from? Does he think he is rich?"

"I think he's a rich nouveau riche. No matter how rich he is, he won't be able to change the stink on his body."

The surrounding people discussed animatedly and threw Zhang Muye into the dirt.

At this moment, you You and Young Master Sun had also discovered Zhang Muye. You You's face was filled with disgust. "Why do I have to bump into this bastard wherever I go?"

Young Master Sun said, "This guy is really rich!"

However, he looked like he was joking most of the time. Any smart person would know that it was equivalent to giving money to him.

Only Lin Zihao, who was standing next to Zhang Muye, had a disdainful look on his face. When he heard that Zhang Muye had bet ten million on that pony, his expression instantly froze. Then, he felt like killing someone.

As for the reason, only Lin Zihao himself knew it. Today, the entertainment club had organized a big event, so there were many people who came to bet on the pony today. The amount of money that had been bet up to this point had already exceeded 100 million. This was definitely a huge sum of money. In order to earn this sum of money, some small tricks were necessary. In fact, in order to make others look down on Number Six, the odds of buying Number Six this time were also the highest.

It reached a 1: 10 ratio.

As expected, almost no one would place their bets on Number Six. Just as Lin Zihao was secretly delighted and was thinking about waiting for the time to count the money, who knew which bastard came out of the mouse hole and not only did he place his bet on Number Six, but he also placed a bet of 10 million? According to the ratio of one to ten, it was equivalent to losing one hundred million if the bet was correct.0

Even though Lin Zihao was rich and overbearing, he still couldn't help but feel frightened. He endured it and put up with it. He couldn't help but curse.

"Are you out of your mind? Buy that stupid donkey?"

Lin Zihao said it in a mocking tone, in order to make Zhang Muye give up the idea of betting ten million.

Who knew that Zhang Muye wouldn't take this lying down? He just stared coldly at Lin Zihao and said: "What does it have to do with you which f * cking horse I bet on?"

Lin Zihao and the surrounding guests all looked at Zhang Muye with shocked eyes. It was hard to imagine that this young man would dare to say such words to Lin Zihao. Didn't he know Lin Zihao's identity?

He was indeed a country bumpkin who came from other places.

Those who originally had doubts were even more resolute in this idea. To spend money like dirt and even dare to offend the powerful Lin Zihao, this was simply courting death. In Xiangjiang, as long as one wanted to live and had some knowledge, they wouldn't dare to do such a stupid thing.

Only Lin Zihao felt angry, aggrieved, and uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak rudely. He also didn't dare to stop Zhang Muye from betting on this horse. After all, no one present was a fool. If Lin Zihao tried his best to stop it, no one would be able to tell that something was amiss. If everyone placed their bets on number six, wouldn't he be bankrupt?

However, if he didn't stop them, he would feel terrible watching this country bumpkin win money. It was the same as him working for this country bumpkin.

Furthermore, time didn't allow Lin Zihao to use any tricks. As the order was issued, the horse race began!

Following the gunshot, the knights patted the horses' butts with all their might, and then the horses charged forward as if they had gone crazy. The Ferghana Stallion, which had been watched and bet, took the lead and charged forward. For a moment, there was no difference between them and the Ferghana Stallion. On the other hand, Zhang Muye had bought the number six horse with short legs and started to look clumsy. It was obvious that it had fallen to the end.

Seeing the Ferghana Stallion taking the lead, the high-ranking officials and nobles on the stage were dancing with excitement, as if they could see that they could win back double the bet.

Only Lin Zihao's expression was extremely ugly.

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