AWB Chapter 162: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 162
Chapter 162: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 162
Wei Miao closed his eyes, and his sea of consciousness quickly transformed, feeling the speed of the bullet flying towards him.
She suddenly leaned down and hugged Heifeng's neck, and Heifeng, who was already moving forward with all his strength, exerted even more force.
The bullet grazed Wei Miao's scalp and hit the steel fence in the distance with a "bang" sound.
But being drowned out by the roaring crowd, no one noticed that in this huge crowd, there was someone holding a gun who wanted to change the outcome of the game.
Then the second bullet arrived as expected.
This time Wei Miao was prepared and slowed down slightly. The bullet in his sea of consciousness brushed past Heifeng's forehead.
Heifeng is a purebred racehorse, born for racing. With Wei Miao around, it was not frightened but continued to move forward.
It even sped up and directly surpassed Zeng Baoyi's horse.
Wei Miao's sea of consciousness quickly searched in the direction where the bullet came from and found three snipers in front of his left and front, as well as in the stands in the key direction.
It would be fine if these people were targeting her, but the shot just now was obviously aimed at Heifeng.
There was a flash of light in Wei Miao's eyes, revealing his vicious nature.
The longer she lives, the more she realizes that there is no absolute bargain in this world.
She can make Heifeng listen to her, but she has no riding skills and her physical strength is average.
The knights that Zeng Baoyi, Lu Shaojie and others found can be said to be the most professional players in the entire Far East.
They could probably run the entire track at the racecourse with their eyes closed.
At least, Wei Miao thought that this game was fair. She didn't even use any tricks except to establish a tacit understanding with Heifeng.
First, it is unnecessary, and second, I can’t bear to do it.
It was not worth it to use up her already exhausted spiritual energy for such a small thing.
Third, she felt she had an 80% chance of winning.
When the third bullet hit, Lu Pingsheng in the stands noticed something strange.
He stood up suddenly and looked at Wei Miao who was lying on Heifeng's back. He knew the little brat too well.
Although he looks mature, sometimes his nature gets the better of him and he likes to show off a little.
At such a bright time today, the kid definitely shouldn't be in such a mess.
"Are there any gunmen?"
Lu Pingsheng was in the Special W training class. His other grades were average, but his marksmanship was extremely accurate. Otherwise, at Caishikou, with such complicated interests, he would not have shot his comrade to death with one shot.
Uncle Zeng Bao's originally faint smile suddenly turned cold.
The bodyguard A Qing behind him went out immediately.
But Lu Pingsheng went out before him. The box was originally on the top floor. Lu Pingsheng's brain was working at high speed, putting himself on the opposite side of Wei Miao.
If he was a killer and didn't want the little brat to reach the finish line, he would set up ambushes in those places.
His eyes followed the man on the horse running, and he ran quickly along the narrow corridor behind the box.
Wei Miao held down the frightened Heifeng, wrapped his legs around the horse's belly, and accelerated instantly.
Human books say that speed is relative, and as long as she is fast enough, other things will appear slow.
There are only 500 meters left, just finish it.
Heifeng seemed to feel the suppression from his blood. While feeling fear, he was also trying his best.
Lu Pingsheng also used up all his life's speed to run to the box right in front of the finish line.
Sure enough, he saw a man in ordinary clothes lying on the side of the box. At this moment, he was concentrating on aiming and turning the pistol as Wei Miao directed.
Lu Pingsheng was burning with anger, but he suppressed his rage, pulled out the long needle from his collar, pounced on the man, and pushed the needle into his neck.
When the gunman, who was concentrating on his work, reacted, he felt a pain in his neck and then lost consciousness.
After Wei Miao dodged the bullet in front of him on the left, he found that the bullet in front of him did not come as expected. Before he could be surprised, he found that he had reached the finish line first.
There was no overwhelming cheering, but instead sighs, sighs, and curses drifted in the wind.
Most of these small horse racing bettors bet on the other two teams to win, and since they didn't win the odds, naturally they can't say anything good.
There was sweat on Wei Miao's forehead. She could feel the horse's hooves shaking restlessly under her feet. She bent down and hugged Heifeng's neck, rubbing its fur gently.
The horse race is over and the winner has been decided.
Uncle Zeng Bao looked at the person dragged over by Lu Pingsheng and the gun in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at Guo George.
"Mr. Zeng, we will give you an explanation." A hint of ruthlessness flashed in George Guo's blue eyes.
Anyone who dares to tamper with their horse farm will be punished even if he is the boss.
"Mr. Zeng, have we taken the person away?" Guo George asked tentatively.
Lupin glanced coldly at Uncle Zeng Bao, then stepped forward and shoved the man who looked like a dead dog.
The sound of bones breaking was accompanied by a scream.
Zeng Baoyi and Lu Shaojie, who came in from outside, shuddered.
"Old Nine, if you win, you win. Why are you so excited?"
Zeng Baoyi did not care about the railway shares. To him, shares were not as valuable as a box of yellow croaker.
We live for tens of thousands of days, and eating, drinking, and enjoying life like a god, doing whatever we want is the life we should live.
Lu Shaojie's expression was not very good. When he placed the bet, the old man didn't know about it.
But just now, the flash lights on the racecourse were emitting puffs of white smoke, and many people came into his box and asked him questions from the side.
I’m afraid that kneeling in the ancestral temple won’t be enough to resolve the issue when I go back.
When Lupin was screaming on the ground, this person's information flashed through his mind.
"Zhou Guixiang, male, 30 years old, sniper of the 10th Division Special Operations Team."
The 10th Division was the army of Lu Shaojie's father.
Lu Pingsheng lowered his eyes to prevent his murderous intent from spreading, and just in time saw the man leaning sideways to bite his collar.
He raised his foot and kicked the man directly on the chin.
Everyone only heard a "crack" sound, and then there was a bloody mess of flesh and blood. It turned out that the jaw was broken.
Lu Pingsheng bent down and took out a small white pill from his collar.
Zeng Baoyi was startled, and moved closer to Uncle Zeng Bao, choking and saying:
"Old Nine, didn't you grow up in a temple? Why are you doing such bloody things?"
Zeng Baoshu glanced at him, and Zeng Baoyi immediately swallowed his saliva and dared not speak anymore. ?
What kind of look does this hypocrite have? How dare he look at him, the fourth brother and the head of the family, like this.
Uncle Zeng Bao stood up and kicked the box containing the guns on the ground. After the box was kicked over, the spear immediately appeared.
"This person actually shot at my rider. It seems that someone is afraid of losing."
Zeng Baoyi was furious when he heard this, looking like he had suffered a great injustice:
"You can doubt my character, but you can't doubt my gambling character. How could I do such a despicable thing for just a few shares!"