Chapter 1223 Speed Storm 4

"Zhuang Rui'an replied, what's wrong? Have you weighed it? 9"

The staff of the Macao Jockey Club spoke Cantonese. Timur couldn't understand even a word. He was driven down inexplicably and looked at Zhuang Rui blankly.

"Brother Timur, please wait a moment..."

Although Zhuang Rui could understand a few words of Cantonese, the dialogue was not good. He turned to Mr. Chen and said, "The service of the Jockey Club will not be so bad, right? I can't let my horse be without a jockey!"

"Mr. Zhuang, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll talk to them right away..."

Mr. Chen also saw what happened just now, but before he could stop it, Timur had already obediently stepped down from the scale. After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, he quickly stepped forward and stopped the staff.

"You...what did you say? He... Is he a jockey? Is there any mistake?"

After the staff member in his early forties heard Chen Xiaojun's words, his mouth was wide enough to stuff a duck egg into it. After staring at Timur, he shook his head repeatedly and said, "Don't joke. My working hours in Hong Kong and Macao have been more than 20 years, and I haven't seen it yet. A jockey with such a figure, ""

In fact, it's not to blame this staff, because the jockeys who are weighing at this moment are short and tough, and almost no one is more than 1.7 meters tall, which is enough to make many women envy and hate.

"It's true. He is our jockey... Mr. Chen also looks helpless. Timur's figure, or going to the wrestling field, is more appropriate. Standing in a group of jockeys, it is indeed very abrupt.

"Don't be kidding. As for this gentleman's figure, he can run with a horse on his back. How can he participate in horse racing?"

The staff member was a little stubborn and shook his head like a rattle, but he refused to believe Chen Xiaojun's words.

Seeing that the game time is approaching, Zhuang Rui is also a little anxious." He stepped forward and said, "Are you right? Who participates in the competition? That's our business. This gentleman is a jockey I invited from Inner Mongolia. If you don't weigh it, can you afford to delay the game?"

Zhuang Rui's words stunned the staff. Indeed, if the game is really delayed because of him, he really can't explain. Although he still has a look of disbelief, he walked to Timur and waved and said, "You weigh it..."

The staff took a rough look at the numbers on the scale, but they sneered in their hearts. If such a person participates in the speed race, I'm afraid that no matter how good the horse is, it will be dragged down by him.

"All right, all right, you don't need to weigh more than 50 kilograms, go down, go down..."

According to the rules of the race, the jockey's weight is not allowed to be less than 50 kilograms, but there is no upper limit. Although Timur weighed 108 kilograms, the staff member has nothing to say, which does not violate the regulations of the conference.

"Grandma, annoyed my buddy, I pulled King Kong over as a jockey...""

Zhuang Rui looked angrily at the muttering staff. His idea is actually feasible, because in any horse racing regulations, there is no clear stipulation that human beings must be a jockey.

After the weighing process, it was the last 10 minutes after the start of the race, and all the horses entered each starting position according to the number of their own track.

As before, almost all jockeys and trainers are teasing the horse race at this last moment, so that their [fun] point gradually rises. Looking around the whole twelve horse races, there is only Zhuang Rui, who is ranked in the twelfth place, and there is no movement.

Like human track and field sprints, the various tracks of horse racing are also relatively exquisite. The famous horse racing horses that have won many championships are generally arranged in the track No. 1 to No. 5, so that in a mile race, it is more conducive to the racehorse race.

In this kind of short-range speed race, this is very important. Occupying a favorable track represents the lead of the horse position, and it can also block the running position of other horses. Often the champions of the race are generated in these tracks.

Chasing the wind to participate in this game was originally added temporarily, and it did not have any reputation, let alone participated in a professional competition, so it was given a seat on track 12.

The horses that occupy such a track are generally unpopular in the game, like the one-to-fiftie odds of chasing the wind. That's how it comes from. Of course, if you can bet on it, it also represents a rich return.

In fact, in addition to the Qin family, there are several super-rich people on Hong Kong Island who have defeated the wind to win. In fact, they are not optimistic about chasing the wind, but just selling them to Zhuang Rui for face.

Located at the edge of the runway, no one pays attention to chasing the wind, but a group of people gathered around the staff, pointing at them in the distance, as if laughing at Zhuang Rui.

"Damn it, do you look down on people?"

Zhuang Rui got angry and took out his mobile phone and called out, "Dad, are you still betting now?"

"Yes, there is still time for the last three minutes to bet. What's the matter? Don't you buy it?"

Qin Haoran, who stayed in the box, lowered his voice, afraid that his daughter next to him would hear it. On the gambling horse, Qin Haoran, his father-in-law, absolutely supported his son-in-law.

"What are the odds of chasing the wind at the horse farm?" Zhuang Rui knew that his father-in-law bought the peripheral lottery, but it was the staff of the horse farm who offended him.

Qin Haoran's eyes swept over the electronic screen in front of him and said, "Chasing the wind is a loss of twenty, and the bet is won!"

"Dad, buy me one... Forget it, 50 million, buy 50 million to chase the wind and win!"

Zhuang Rui originally wanted to say 100 million, but the words were changed again. Anyway, this competition is also organized by the fourth company. Winning her money is not the same as winning her own money?

And 50 million is not less. If you chase the wind and win, 50 million will be one billion Hong Kong dollars. Zhuang Rui's domestic charity fund can inject a huge amount of money.

"Akay, I'll transfer the money now, and I hope it will come..."

Qin Haoran didn't know what had happened to Zhuang Rui, but his son-in-law wanted to buy a horse, and of course he had to support it. After hanging up the phone, he hurriedly began to operate.

"Fight with your brother? Looking back at your crying face..."

Zhuang Rui glanced at the staff with a bad taste. Although he also knew that no matter how much he won, the man would not lose a hair.

However, if the horse farm knows that they will pay 1 billion yuan because of that person's behavior, I don't know if the staff will be scraped alive?

In fact, with Zhuang Rui's heart, he would not have the same experience as these people, but when he came to Hong Kong this time, especially after those people saw Chasing the wind, all kinds of doubts made Zhuang Rui very unhappy, but it only broke out at this moment.

"Chasing the wind, you must listen to Brother Timur's words. When he asks you to slow down, the speed must slow down, otherwise I won't care if King Kong harasses you..."

In the last three minutes, Zhuang Rui hugged the head of Chasing the wind and told him in his ear that if this guy ran away, Zhuang Rui could not hold it sometimes.

"Law..."

After Chasing Feng heard Zhuang Rui's words, he gathered his big head in a hurry. Thinking about the situation of King Kong's body of nearly three meters high pressure on his body, Chasing Feng was a shuddering.

"Okay, at the last minute, the horse owner and the trainer retreat..."

When entering the one-minute countdown, the staff at the scene felt that the trainer and the owner were out of the warning line, and the jockeys who had not been on the horse in order to preserve the horse's physical strength also rode on the horse one after another.

"Fang Fang, your old bean's horse will run out in a while. Cheer for your old bean..."

In the racecourse box, Qin Haoran hugged the outside, but his eyes were only staring at the countdown number on the starting point screen, and there was a rare look of nervousness on his face.

"Dad, you can bet on it yourself, and you still have to teach the bad little hack?"

Qin Xuanbing, who was beside her, was full of unhappiness. She reached out and hugged her son and said, "Give it to me. When you run back, I guess you can throw Fang Fang out..."

"How can it, no, no..."

Qin Haoran blushed when his daughter said. After giving it to his daughter, he picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip.

"Five, four, three, two, one, bang!"

Just before Qin Haoran put down the coffee cup in his hand, a crisp sound of starting gun sounded, twelve horse hurdles opened at the same time, and more than a dozen horses rushed out of the hurdles.

Seeing this situation, Qin Haoran seemed to have beaten chicken blood. No matter what he was holding in his hand, he threw it back directly, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly to the outside of the field: "Come on! Come on, chase the wind, come on..."

"Hey? What about chasing the wind?

After shouting to cheer twice, Qin Haoran found that although the No. 12 column had been opened, it seemed that no horse had run out, and he was immediately dumbfounded.

"Twelve horses rushed out of the hurdles, and the horse took the lead from the beginning. It was No. 3, and No. 3 was the seeded player of this game. Oh, my God, what happened? Why didn't the No. 12 horse come out? What happened there?"

The commentator who was explaining ** also found the situation at this moment and shouted loudly, which made everyone in the field pay attention to the No. 12 runway at the edge.

Qin Haoran was dumbfounded. Zhuang Rui, who stayed at the starting point, was anxious and shouted at the wind chasing wind standing there, "Chasing the wind, run!"

I have never chased the wind of horse racing. How can I know that the starting gun is the signal of starting? The old god is still standing there.

However, just after Zhuang Rui shouted, the originally static chasing wind rushed out like a flash of lightning.