The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 265

"Throw it to me, I'll fight!" Zhou Yang roared and ran towards the fence.

A huge bull can't be brought down with a shot or two of anesthetic.

If Yuan Lanqing were to be anesthetized, the bull might rush towards them.

Regardless of the fact that the fences are very strong, it is difficult to say what state the bull can erupt in a rage.

"Next!" Yuan Lanqing didn't care, and threw the anesthesia gun high in the air.

Zhou Yang accelerated, holding the anesthesia gun firmly in his hand.

At this moment, the bull had rushed behind Zhou Yang.

Several women screamed at the same time.

But the next moment, they saw a scene they will never forget.

Zhou Yang leaped slightly and stepped directly on the back of the cow.

Feeling someone invaded the safe area, the bull desperately kicked his hind legs backwards, his body swayed from side to side at the same time, hoping to throw off the enemy on his back.

However, Zhou Yang flexed his knees slightly and kept making fine adjustments as the bulls moved, miraculously maintaining his body stability.

Even a slight tilt of the body will immediately restore balance.

After muscle strengthening, these movements are drizzle.

Zhou Yang is like a surfer, no matter how hard the bull struggles, he sits on the Diaoyutai.

Holding the anesthesia gun in both hands, Zhou Yang pointed the muzzle at the raised position of the bull's back.

The true bullfighter will pierce the sword into the same place, where it goes straight to the heart of the bull.

At that moment, several women outside the fence held their breath.

Zhou Yangshuai was killed.

"Puff puff puff!"

Four consecutive shots of anesthetic were injected into the bull's back.

Soon, the bull's movements slowed down and his walk began to shake.

Zhou Yang jumped off the cow's back.

The bull crashed to the ground.

The anesthesia gun turned around in Zhou Yang's fingers, let go, and flew back to Yuan Lanqing's hands.

"Fortunately, not insulting one's life!" Zhou Yang smiled towards Yuan Lanqing and said.

In an instant, Yuan Lanqing was blinded by Zhou Yang's smile.

She could feel the sudden acceleration of her heartbeat.

The staff cheered and rushed into the venue to start the aftermath.

This cow is unlikely to appear in the field in a short time.

He Xiaoyun threw into Zhou Yang's arms, clinging to his waist and refused to let go.

"You scared me to death!" He Xiaoyun murmured.

"Isn't I okay? I never do anything unsure, don't worry!" Zhou Yang smiled lightly.

The medical staff of the racecourse lifted Qiu Lin, who was about to pass out of pain, to the outside of the field.

When passing by a few people, the staff stopped.

Obviously, Boss Yuan has something to say.

"Mr. Qiu, I will file a lawsuit for your dangerous behavior on the racecourse! Starting today, your membership will be cancelled, and we will return the money intact!" Yuan Lanqing said coldly, "but I will ask you for compensation , Wait for the summons!"

As the owner of the racecourse, Qiu Lin just now felt so worried that she could see it.

She cannot allow people like Qiu Lin to continue to be her members.

He Xiaoyun also said with a cold face: "Mr. Qiu, our cooperation ends here, and I will never see you again in the future!"

"Humph!" Qiu Lin snorted coldly, unable to find words to refute.

Today he lost all his underwear.

Zhou Yang collided with his eyes.

Seeing the other party's **** right arm with white bone stubble, Zhou Yang sighed: "Cure it well, the head is already crippled, don't crippled the arm anymore!"

Qiu Lin almost sprayed out a mouthful of old blood.

Several women leaned forward with laughter.

Yuan Lanqing said to Zhou Yang: "Zhou Yang, you helped me a lot today... I will invite you to dinner at noon, don't refuse."

At this moment, a staff member ran up like crazy and shouted: "Mr. Yuan, it's not good, Bai Long is shocked!"

Yuan Lanqing's face changed suddenly, and he ran to the stable in a panic.

Zhou Yang and others immediately followed.

Rushing into the stable, Zhou Yang saw a thrilling scene.

There is an oval field in the middle of the stables, and a tall, white horse rushes from left to right like crazy.

Five or six staff members around it wanted to subdue it with a set of poles, but in the blink of an eye they were turned over several times by the white horse.

"Ms. Yuan, let's get anesthesia!" A staff member yelled anxiously.

"No! There are more than 20 days left in the game. If something goes wrong, it will be wasted!" Yuan Lanqing rushed into the court, sweating on his forehead.

Bailong is a pure-blood racing horse, Yuan Lanqing spent hundreds of thousands to win it, and is going to use it to participate in the East China Sea Speed ​​Horse Grand Prix a few days later.

Bai Long is good in everything, but has a bad temper.

Unexpectedly, the white horse was shocked when the game was approaching!

"President Yuan, get out of the way!" a staff member roared.

Yuan Lanqing looked up in amazement and found that Bai Long was speeding towards her.

Seeing a tragedy is about to happen.

A figure passed by Yuan Lanqing and rushed towards Bai Long.

"Zhou Yang!"

"Be careful!"

Meng Yao and He Xiaoyun exclaimed at the same time.

Yuan Lanqing was dumbfounded.

Zhou Yang is very fast.

In the next moment, Zhou Yang took advantage of the white horse's momentum, grabbed its mane, rolled over and rode on its smooth back.

Zhou Yang's hands clasped the white horse's neck tightly, and his powerful muscles released all his strength.

The white horse was so painful by Zhou Yang that the local people stood up, double. He pedaled a few times in the air, and finally fell to the ground.

Zhou Yang pulled his mane behind his neck and one of his right ears so hard that he pulled hard.

Bai Longfeng generally rubbed Yuan Lanqing's body and rushed over, and came to the wooden fence in a few steps.

"Drive!" Zhou Yang yelled, Bai Long jumped, jumped over the lowest position of the wooden fence, and rushed out of the stable.

Several women chased out immediately.

They rushed out of the stable gate and saw a beautiful scene.

In the wind, the white dragon's mane flew backwards, turning into a white shadow and galloping across the field.

Zhou Yang sat on horseback, following the movements of Bailong's slight ups and downs, his mouth let out a happy howling like an Indian galloping on the grassland.

Bai Long did not resist at all, but seemed to enjoy getting along with one man and one horse, running non-stop.

"It's... surprising." Yuan Lanqing shook his head and laughed. "No one in our club can make Bai Long obedient. I didn't expect Zhou Yang to do it."

Meng Yao laughed and said, "I've already said that Zhou Yang is no ordinary person!"

Her mind rolled over again in the fitness club, Zhou Yang's various performances.

That man is like a treasure that will never be unearthed, always bringing surprises.

He Xiaoyun looked at Zhou Yang's figure with a proud smile.

That handsome man is my man!

Bailong was tired from running, and carried Zhou Yang back to the stable door.

Zhou Yang jumped off his horse, Bai Long lowered his eyebrows pleasingly and rubbed Zhou Yang's body to show intimacy.

"Zhou Yang, I suddenly had a bold idea..." Yuan Lanqing's eyes lit up.

Zhou Yang laughed: "Then should I have an immature suggestion?"

"Eh? What do you mean?" Yuan Lanqing didn't understand Zhou Yang's stalk, and was right in amazement.

"The day after tomorrow is the East China Sea Horse Racing Grand Prix. Bai Long is going to represent our club. We have not yet determined who to send as a rider. Zhou Yang, since Bai Long is so fond of you, why don't you run for us once? Rest assured, The appearance fee is a lot. If we really get the bonus, we will divide it according to the rules of the industry." Yuan Lanqing said excitedly, "So far, only you can display the horsepower of Bailong."

"But..." Zhou Yanggang wanted to say, he can't ride a horse and has no experience in competition.

However, with a "ding", the system appeared.

"The new mission arrives-the youth of the chasing wind, help the mission publisher to win the first place in the horse racing grand prix, will the host accept?