Marseille has officially begun.

In the afternoon in the Marseille, the little drug lords from all over the Golden Triangle pulled out their horses and held more than a dozen races in the spacious racecourse.

Both sides had both losses and losses, and the atmosphere at the scene reached a climax, which caused cheers to shake the earth.

However, these little drug lords have different quality, both horses and riders, and their bets are limited, which is just a small fight. Everyone's enthusiasm is just concentrated on the surface.

What everyone is most concerned about is the three warlords that will be held the next day.

As you heard, the Marseille upgrade of the three warlords this time has turned into a more intense and bloody horse competition.

Due to too many unexpected horse fighting competitions, the drug lords and warlords in the Golden Triangle were once abolished. Today, they will definitely be a thrilling battle.

Lin Xiao and Xiang Wu went to the horse farm to watch for a while, and they generally understood the terrain of the scene. On the way back, they heard the voices of the butcher talking about.

"This butcher is so cruel. He actually ate a child raw?"

Shortly after Xiang Wu joined the company, he had never heard of the butcher's deeds. When he heard the discussion today, his face changed so scared.

"That's no longer a person, it's a beast!"

Lin Xiao said coldly.

"Lin Xiao, he will definitely die miserably tomorrow, otherwise I will be sorry for those who were tortured by him."

Xiang Wu's little face turned pale. If possible, she would want to shoot the butcher and break the butcher with one shot.

"rest assured!"

When the two walked out of the horse farm, Lin Xiao suddenly looked at him and whispered: "Let's check it according to the coordinates displayed by the intelligence, and find the information first."

"Now?"

Xiang Wu glanced back vigilantly, "Capong's people are following."

"It's okay, pretend to visit the town, they won't care."

Lin Xiao pulled Xiang Wu's little hand tightly and was about to follow the route he remembered when he was blocked.

"Instructor, it's getting late, it's time to go back."

Zheng Ke walked out with a smile at some point.

Lin Xiaomeifeng frowned: “What time is this?

Let's go and go around, the courtyard is too boring."

"Haha, instructor, I know you want to find information. The general said that if Marseille is not over, you can't act in advance."

Zheng Ke said expressionlessly.

"You're going to use Kapeng to press me?"

"It's not about suppressing you, we have a cooperative relationship, so we have to follow the agreement so that everyone can feel at ease."

"What if I have to go?"

Zheng Ke spread his hands helplessly: "I know I can't stop the instructor, but I can't control it as a result."

"snort!"

Lin Xiao just doesn’t like this feeling of being monitored and controlled, but he has to follow other people’s rules in Kapeng’s territory, “Let’s go back!”

Lin Xiao pulled Xiang Wu and turned back.

Zheng Ke kept staring at Lin Xiao's back, with an indescribable joking expression.

Marseille finally ushered in the second day.

The three major warlords arrived together.

The seats in the racecourse were even more full, with a lot of people and a huge momentum.

After the horse railing, the three riders were ready, and the horses were all passionate and ready to go, and could carry their master out at any time.

"Lin Xiao! It seems that you don't understand the rules very well-" The butcher was wearing armor and holding two machetes. The lightning flashed under his armour was also powerful. He looked at Lin Xiao jokingly, his eyes full of ridicule.

The heavy cannon on the other side was also dressed up, but he changed his hand to a big spear, showing murderous aura.

On the other hand, Lin Xiao, except for a pair of saddles, there was no protection for the horse. He was only wearing half-sleeved shorts. Not only did he not have weapons in his hand, but he also had no armor protection.

"Hahaha, butcher, today's horse race seems to end soon."

The heavy artillery erected the spear in front of him and laughed jokingly.

A surprising boo came from the stage.

Lin Xiao frowned.

Before he got on the court, no one told him that he could arm the war horses and hold weapons.

"This stupid game is still stunned. He is going to make fun of it, right?

He didn't know that horse fighting skills can use weapons and armor?"

Someone on the stage shouted.

Kapeng was so anxious that he forgot about this yesterday that he couldn't help but look back and glar at Zheng Ke: "Zheng Ke, what are you thinking?

Why didn’t Lin Xiao tell the rules?”

Zheng Ke looked confused: "I had been dealing with the affairs of the town yesterday and didn't even go back to the courtyard. I thought you told him-" "Damn it!"

Kapeng regretted his intestines. He had little chance of winning. Without armor and weapons, Lin Xiao would undoubtedly lose.

Wangsa was happy and laughed: "Kapeng, this is fate, don't struggle."

"Look at the show, I guess today's horse fighting technique is not exciting at all, because your rider will be knocked down if he can't stand for three seconds," Jessidabon sarcastically said, "By the way, even if he is knocked down, he will still be attacked. He will probably die miserably."

Kapeng's face became increasingly ugly.

The voices of the audience on the field were one after another.

The scene began to be displayed on the big screen. Three riders were ready to go behind the horse railing. The horse spewed out white air from its nostrils, shook its head and shook its four hooves, as if it could no longer control itself and it was about to fly.

"It's about to start--" The picture on the big screen began to change, showing three warlords. Only when the three of them ordered at the same time would the horse-fighting competition officially begin.

Kapeng, with a stiff expression, looked like a puppet man, and as Wansa and Jessidon raised their hands together, announced the start of Marseille.

When! After a crisp bell, a dark horse left.

Dadadadadada--everyone was stunned.

"Silly!"

Lin Xiao looked back at the two of them.

Although there is a word "fight" in the horse fight, the result of the competition is still based on the end of the horse racing.

No matter how well equipped the horse is and how well the rider's weapons are, it will be useless if he can't run to the finish line.

The butcher and the heavy artillery almost died of anger.

"Damn, this kid is so sloppy, chase him!"

"I want to run! Kill you!"

The two of them turned into power in the prehistoric world with anger. When their legs tightened, the horse flew out in an instant.

Lu - Unfortunately, Lin Xiao's sweat and blood were all in one place, and he was extremely compatible with him. He was united and left all the way.

Although the butcher and heavy artillery horses and riding skills are excellent, they are wearing armor, which inevitably affects the speed. They are chasing them again, and they are watching Lin Xiao pulling them farther and farther away.

"What's wrong with the horse fighting technique?

Horse fighting skills also have to let the horse run to the finish line before it can win, right?"

Xiang Wu, who had long been confident, sighed in the stands, causing the audience to laugh.

Kapeng was stunned at first, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, Lin Xiao is really a slippery boy. No one expected that he would leave without fighting and put a butcher on his side."

Wansa and Jessidabon's faces looked a little bad, and they stood up one after another and yelled at the horse court.

"Catch him quickly!"

"Two trash, what are you thinking?
Chapter completed!