The man's face darkened: "Who the hell told you I can't afford to play!"
"It's just leading a horse for you, what's the big deal!"
Saying that, the man reached out and took Mo Jialong's reins.
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing the man's ugly expression, Mo Jialong and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"A bunch of trash, even if you have a black card, it doesn't change your trash nature." Just then, Zhang Shao, who was sitting on the bench, spoke.
Upon hearing this, Mo Jialong's smile stopped abruptly: "You dog, who the hell are you calling trash!"
Zhang Shao's eyes instantly revealed a hint of coldness: "What did you just call me?"
Mo Jialong said disdainfully, "You dog, your ears don't work well either, then I'll speak louder so you dog can hear more clearly!"
Boom!
Zhang Shao's anger was instantly ignited.
As a proud scion of the Zhang family's younger generation, when had anyone dared to address him like this?!
The few men standing beside Zhang Shao also glared at Mo Jialong in anger: "Kid, I think you don't know how to write the word 'death'. Do you know who Young Master Zhang is?!"
"I don't care what his identity is. He called me trash, and I called him a dog. This is called reciprocity, understand?" Mo Jialong replied playfully.
"Isn't a defeated opponent trash?" Zhang Shao said coldly.
At the same time, he had already stood up, looking like he was about to make a move.
Mo Jialong sneered: "Heh, I just wasn't prepared yesterday. If you dare, let's have another match today!"
Zhang Shao's footsteps suddenly stopped.
The coldness on his face turned into a playful expression: "I really don't know who gave you the courage to dare to compete with me again after losing so miserably yesterday."
"Don't worry, it's definitely not Goddess Liang who gave me the courage, so do you dare to compete?" Mo Jialong asked arrogantly.
"Alright, since you want to compete, I'll compete with you again, but."
"But what?" Mo Jialong asked.
"But what's the point of just competing? We have to bet on something."
Mo Jialong's lips curled slightly. This was what he had been waiting for.
"What are we betting?" Mo Jialong asked.
"If you lose, all of you will kneel on the ground and call us grandfather, and from now on, whenever you see us, you must kneel and call us grandfather, how about that?"
"Then what if you lose?"
Zhang Shao immediately sneered: "Heh, we won't lose."
Mo Jialong, however, said: "If you lose, you will also have to kneel and call us grandfather, and from now on, no matter where you see us, you must kneel and call us grandfather."
A cold glint appeared in Zhang Shao's eyes.
No one had ever dared to make him kneel and call them grandfather!
However, since this was a horse farm, Zhang Shao knew it was not appropriate to fight here, so he nodded: "Then let's begin."
Soon, Mo Jialong and Zhang Shao, riding their respective horses, arrived at the racecourse.
Zhang Shao glanced at Mo Jialong playfully: "Kid, wait to kneel and call me grandfather."
Mo Jialong just sneered and said nothing.
Bang!
As a gunshot sounded.
Instantly, the fence in front opened.
Zhang Shao's brown steed shot out like a bolt.
On the other hand, Mo Jialong's black steed's speed was very ordinary, not sprinting at full speed.
This scene was watched by a group of people not far away, with various expressions.
The faces of those youths turned extremely ugly. If it continued like this, they would probably lose this race!
"Hahahaha!"
A man beside them couldn't help but laugh.
"I thought the black horse he was riding was some amazing good horse, but it turns out it's just like him, a piece of trash!"
"Hey, you few kids, have you thought about how you're going to kneel? Your grandfathers can't wait!"
Hearing the voices of the men, the faces of these youths turned pale.
They kept urging Mo Jialong's horse to run faster in their hearts.
However, their urging was of no use.
Because by this time, Zhang Shao's brown horse was already half a lap ahead of Mo Jialong's black horse!
This was clearly not as good as the horse from yesterday.
The men standing on the side were laughing so hard that tears were streaming down their faces.
They had not expected that Mo Jialong, who was so arrogant today, had only found such a trash horse.
At this moment, even Mo Jialong's heart began to waver.
His initial confidence and arrogance had vanished without a trace.
He thought to himself, didn't Lu Wanhua say this horse was a top racehorse? Wasn't this his downfall?
Mo Jialong's forehead was covered in cold sweat. After all, if he lost, he would have to kneel and call the other party grandfather in public.
"Good horse, good horse, run faster! Please, I'll find you a beautiful mare later, if one isn't enough, I'll find you three! If three aren't enough, I'll find you five, alright! You can't let me lose."
As if understanding Mo Jialong's words.
The black horse instantly lowered its posture, and its previously lazy and arrogant eyes suddenly became sharp.
Dada da, dada da!
The black horse instantly accelerated, like an arrow released from a bow.
Mo Jialong, sitting on the horse, stumbled and almost fell off, but luckily he grabbed the reins in time!
"Holy crap!"
"You stud, the moment I said I'd find you five mares, you got this excited!"
Mo Jialong couldn't help but complain.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Jialong, who was originally trailing behind, had already caught up with Zhang Shao.
The whistling wind scared Mo Jialong into hugging the black horse tightly, not daring to let go.
Zhang Shao, who had been looking playful,
Suddenly saw a black shadow flash past him.
His expression froze, and Zhang Shao quickly looked over.
When he clearly saw Mo Jialong on the horse, his face instantly turned ugly.
"Giddy up!"
Zhang Shao fiercely whipped his horse.
The brown horse let out a mournful cry and accelerated again.
However, no matter how hard the brown horse ran, their figures were becoming further and further apart.
"This, how is this possible!" Zhang Shao roared, whipping his horse again.
The horse's back was even bleeding, but Zhang Shao showed no intention of stopping.
Standing on the side, the men who had been laughing so hard that tears were streaming down their faces were now standing there dumbfounded.
Their mouths were agape, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
This time, it was the turn of the youths to get excited.
"Hahahaha! Look, Young Master Mo's horse has overtaken them!"
The few of them glanced at the expressions of the men beside them.
A youth couldn't help but mock: "Until the last second, who knows what changes will happen."
"Exactly, some people are just too happy too soon, their faces are slapped so hard, 'slap slap'."
"Hahaha!"
"Some people should also get ready soon, we grandfathers are already thirsty and impatient!"