On the wedding night of rebirth, he was kissed crazy by a paranoid boss

Chapter 925 Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?
The host spoke passionately, and the people below were also very excited.

The concentric knot woven together by a hundred centenarians full of children and grandchildren, the meaning alone is very good, making people want to win it.

Men with girlfriends are gearing up and jumping to try it out.

"I come!"

A man raised his hand on the stage, full of fighting spirit: "Isn't it just to train a horse? What's so difficult about it? I am the world's horse training champion."

Listening to his big words, the host just smiled: "Please try it, sir."

Just try it.

The man sneered, walked up to the horse, reached out and patted the horse's face, then stroked its head.

The demeanor is very skilled, and it looks like a professional veteran.

Everyone's eyes widened in anticipation.

In the next second, the man grabbed the reins tightly and got on the horse. The fierce horse threw its head back, let out a long roar, and suddenly became extremely irritable.

"Roar--"

The fierce horse's front feet were all off the ground, and it leaned back. The man grabbed the reins tightly and lay flat on the horse's back.

"Oh!"

With a loud noise, the man was thrown down tragically!
He rolled several times on the ground and stopped when his back hit a pillar.

"I thought he was such a powerful character, but it turned out to be like this, lose, lose!"

There was a groan from the audience.

The man got up from the ground with an ugly expression.

"let me!"

There was another angry roar, and a man strode onto the stage.

He was even bigger than the man in front of him, at least 1.9 meters and weighed more than 200 kilograms. When he stood on the stage, the stage trembled.

"Hey! This guy!"

Luo Zhaoye in the crowd couldn't help taking a breath.

"You're so fat, why do you look so fat!"

Almost as good as two of them.

Shi Jiunian sat on Fu Jingchen's shoulder, pinched his ears, looked lazily at the stage, and ate two chestnuts from time to time.

"I think this man can do it!"

"I also think that he doesn't look like someone who can be thrown off by a horse! The concentric knot will definitely be won by him!"

Just him?

Fu Jingchen looked at the stage expressionlessly, and a soft hum came out of his chest.

The man stood on the stage, blew a kiss to his wife, and walked towards the horse full of confidence.

Step on the pedal with one foot, grab the rein, and get on the horse neatly.

The moment he sat up, the fierce horse started to roar, trying to throw him off the horse. The man held his head tightly, but he refused to let the horse throw him off, and grabbed the rein, forcing the horse to let him go. Start circling the stage.

The audience in the audience was even more excited than him.

"Turn around, turn around!"

"Two laps! One last lap!"

"It seems that the same heart knot is really him—"

The words could not be finished.

"Bang" sounded.

The man fell off the horse.

Lie Ma went mad and stepped on him twice.

The man wailed twice in pain.

The whole place was silent.

The host was used to seeing this kind of scene, and he was still able to calm down. He quickly asked people to pull the horse away and help the man up.

"Anyone else wants to come up and try it now?"

The host held up the microphone and asked loudly.

No one answered.

This horse is so strong, who dares to try?

What if the horses go mad and trample them to death?
No one dared to try.

Although concentric knots are good, fate is the most important thing. "

The host sighed softly, as if he had already guessed the result, "In this case, I announce that there is no challenger to succeed in this competition, and the competition will end here—"

"I come!"

Just when the host was about to announce the end of the game, a deep male voice rang out from the crowd!

Anyone else dare to challenge?

Everyone looked back in unison.

The host also looked over curiously.

I saw a man in black clothes and trousers standing in the crowd with an indifferent and cold expression. He held a bag of roasted chestnuts in sugar in his left hand and a barrel of incense sticks in his right. There was a girl sitting on his right shoulder.

(End of this chapter)