The electric BMW he brought was also a Thousand Mile Divine Horse, and his fame was only slightly worse than the sweat-blood BMW, while his horse trainers and riders were all top-notch masters. In the first few times in the Marseille, Wansa's horses had always gained the upper hand.

"General, I heard that Kapeng Xin got a horse trainer and actually tamed the sweat and blood."

Wangsa's subordinate Zhongda received the news and came to report it as soon as possible.

"Taughtered blood?"

Wansa's brows were squeezed deeper.

"Not only did I tame my sweat and blood, I heard that I also have a good riding technique!"

The sweat-blooded BMW was extremely difficult to tame. The rider of Kapeng could only barely control it. One time, he was overturned by the BMW and trampled to death by the horse's hooves.

A large part of the reason why Wansa wins Marseille is that Kapeng does not have a suitable rider.

Now I heard that someone tames sweat and blood and rides well, so I was naturally very worried.

This time, Marseille is crucial, and it is related to the ownership of dozens or hundreds of towns in the Golden Triangle. They cannot achieve their goals through wars blatantly, and they can only rely on gambling to decide their ownership.

So, it seems like a simple Marseille game, but it actually involves a big deal of tens of billions.

"General, the spy I sent said that the horse trainer of Kapeng got along very well with sweat and blood, and he also saw that the horse ran like a speeding speed."

Zhongda continued, looking worried, "Our current riders may not be able to catch up with him."

"Hmph! Where did the horse trainer come from? I'll dig him over at a high price."

"I think this matter is wrong. Kapeng treats him like a treasure and even treats him as a guest. I don't think he will be willing to join the general's command."

Wangsa glared at her eyes and said with a grim smile: "Then kill him, what's the use of a dead horse trainer?"

"I'm afraid it's not possible. Kapeng sent hundreds of people to protect him in secret, and we had no chance to take action."

"This is not OK, that is not OK. Did you just win the game just by looking at the sweat and blood?"

Wansa roared, and the horses tied not far away were so scared that they neighed to the sky, jumping around with four hooves, looking very panicked.

Zhongda smiled: "I have a way!"

"Speak quickly!"

Zhongda waved to several horse trainers and signaled them to come over. What he wanted to say was also related to these people.

"General, you forgot the two of you-" I don't know what Zhongda said, but Wangsa was very satisfied after hearing this, and her expression finally calmed down.

He immediately called Jesse Dabon: "Jesse, my friend, I have a new view on Marseille-" The annual Marseille is about to begin. Every year in Marseille, Daqi Town is crowded with people.

Of course, in addition to the three major warlords who could come to Daqi Town to participate in Marseille, there were also special envoys from Bailong.

Horse racing is a tradition among the Golden Triangle Warlords. They often use this method to conduct some secret transactions to achieve the effect of confusing the public.

All major traffic arteries in Daqi Town are equipped with cameras, and fully armed soldiers walk on the street, not to mention secret whistles, they may encounter them every few steps.

It is almost impossible for outsiders to get in. Occasionally, a few strange faces who accidentally break in will be deliberately searched by teams of hooligans who are hiding up the street, and then they are kicked out for no reason, and even end up dying in a foreign land.

"Daqi Town is indeed tightly defended, but fortunately we didn't make it hard!"

Sitting in the Kapeng special car, Xiang Wu looked at the heavily armed gangsters on the street, and was a little surprised at the defensive power of Daqi Town.

"This is the core nest of the Golden Triangle Drug Lord. Even the officials of the Four Kingdoms dare not go deeper easily. Do you think its defense can be weak?"

Lin Xiao, who was sitting next to him, smiled.

"Now it seems that even if we sneak in, it will be difficult to easily reach the intelligence hiding point. I guess if we are careless, we will be surrounded by the army."

Xiang Wu looked like she was still scared.

Lin Xiaoshen felt the same: "I also underestimated the difficulty of this mission. Fortunately, I met Zheng Ke. No matter what his mind was, it was very beneficial to us at the moment."

"Um!"

Kapeng's convoy entered the town center, where a huge racecourse was specially designed. The stands around the racecourse were enough to accommodate tens of thousands of spectators. In this racecourse, it was very lively every year when autumn and winter were alternating, and every horse racing would touch the hearts of countless people.

The first horse racing is scheduled in the afternoon. Drug lords of all sizes will send their own horses and riders, and there will be about dozens of events in total.

Of course, the three major warlords' Marseille will be the highlight, usually arranged on the second day of the Marseille start, and that is the most exciting moment.

Before Marseille, the three major warlords naturally had to meet according to the convention, so Kapeng's convoy marched all the way to a compound.

The other two generals have arrived.

The convoys of Wansa and Jessidabon occupied the inside and outside the courtyard, and there was no parking space for the caravan.

Kapeng, who was blocked at the door, was so angry that he exploded.

Daqi Town is his territory, and Wansa and Jessidabon's approach is simply deliberately provoking and does not take him seriously at all.

"These two old men."

Kapeng stared at the extended version of Hummer standing in front of the door, his eyes twitching in anger.

That was Wangsa's ride, and the purpose of placing it at the door was self-evident, which was to cause trouble for Kapeng.

"General, ignore them, everything will naturally be decided after Marseille!"

Zheng Ke whispered behind him.

Lin Xiao and Xiang Wu looked at each other, with a smile on their faces.

The three major warlords had many disagreements. If they had not been to the Bailong, they would have fallen apart and acted independently long ago.

If you defeat the Dragon, the entire situation in the Golden Triangle will change drastically. At that time, the Interpol will take action and it will be much easier to deal with these small fish and shrimps.

"snort!"

At this moment, Kapeng couldn't say anything, so he had to let the convoy park outside the yard and take people in on foot.

There is a tea hall in the courtyard where the men of Wansa and Jessidabon are guarding the periphery, while the two generals are sitting in the shaded hall, eating watermelons and talking nonsense.

"Wonsa!"

Kapeng shouted from a distance, and walked in with a dragon-shaped tiger stairs, "I haven't seen you for a year, you are still so arrogant. Do you think you will definitely eat me this time?"

Wangsa's skin was dark, her eyes were bright, she was not tall but had a strong figure. He slowly turned his head and sneered: "Kapeng, did you think that with a sweat-blooded BMW, you felt that you would definitely beat my speed and lightning?"

"Whether you can win or not, you will know when the game is played."

Kapeng walked to the hall, pushed away the two soldiers blocking the road, walked in swaggeringly, and sat beside them.

Jess Dabon next to him is a big fat man wearing a pair of round sunglasses and a cigarette in his mouth. He smiled and said, "I heard you have taken a new groom, right?"

“What groom?

It's a rider!"

Kapeng said coldly, "Jesse, what do you mean?"

Now he has become Wansa's dog leg?"

Slap! Jessidabon's face changed and he slapped the table: "What did you say?"

“What did I say?

Look at the cars parked outside the yard. Your car is hanging far away at the rear of the fleet, while Wangsa's car is parked horizontally in front of the door. No matter how you look at it, you are all following, right?"

Kapeng sneered.

"Capeng! You'd better take care of your own business. This time, we've bet on forty-five towns in Marseille. Are you sure you have a chance to win?"

Jessidon spat and sarcastically said, "Don't say, rely on the newly acquired groom to win the game for you."

Kapeng didn't comment on whether it was right or not, and did not want to argue with them about these issues, so he waved his hand behind.
Chapter completed!