The Rise of the Ranch King

Chapter 161 160. Horse Racing Fever

"Hey honey, how are you feeling?"

When he was about to appear, Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"Not bad, just much more relaxed than before. Help me put my helmet on."

After helping her put on her helmet and white jersey, the heroic Jasmine appeared again.

After a week of hard training, the little girl looked confident. She still said that if she didn't win the championship, she would be sorry for the trouble.

Compared with last time, Lin Feng felt very good this time and was not so panicked. The two of them chatted a lot on the way, as if they were traveling.

It was extremely hot today at Billings Racetrack, and I felt like I could handle it with just a shirt.

The climate is like this. In the past, there were always a few days throughout the year in China where the heater was turned on in the morning and the fan was turned on at noon.

I don’t know how Bai Ling and her son are doing at the ranch, but Lin Feng already misses the little guy a little after just a few hours.

I entrusted Wayne to take care of it before going out. There is probably no safety problem. There are no wild beasts in the pasture, unless something breaks over the fence.

When no one was paying attention, Lin Feng poured a bottle of Small World well water into Miss Lishan's water bowl and invited her to come over and drink.

"Drink more, and you'll have the strength to run later." He muttered to himself as he fell.

Jasmine next to her said with a smile: "Drinking water will increase your physical fitness? This is the first time I have heard of it."

"Don't laugh. Maybe there is some magic water in this world. Drinking it can cure all kinds of diseases."

Lin Feng told the truth in a joking way, but no one took it seriously, which was for the best.

The only person who aroused suspicion for so long was Dr. Edmund. At that time, Joey was injured on the sole of his foot. The drunk man suspected that the wound healed too fast and asked him to use "Chinese medicine" to prevaricate it.

Horse trainer Victor had a new hairstyle today and looked particularly energetic.

Lin Feng entered the bathroom and found Victor there. To his surprise, he lifted his scalp!

It turns out that Victor wears a wig and is still a person who has high requirements for his appearance.

"Young man, sooner or later you will face this problem. I started losing my hair severely at the age of thirty, and my head was as clean as if it had been burned by fire. Ever since I wore a wig, this thing has helped me regain my confidence," Victor said.

Lin Feng joked: "Haha, Mr. Victor, I hope that day comes later. I can't wait to buy a lot of wigs to wear."

Jasmine's race is the third race today. The first two races were very fierce. It is said that there is also a famous G1 horse. I don't know what its purpose is in participating in this kind of race. Is it just for the bonus of tens of thousands of yuan? I'm afraid it won't even cost enough.

I met an acquaintance, who turned out to be Giulio from Otto Ranch. This guy won third place in the Karen Bull Riding Competition last time, and he was also a capable cowboy.

Lin Feng noticed that he should be related to a rider on the field. He looked carefully at the rattlesnake emblem of the Otto family printed on the rider's competition uniform.

It seems that they are also sending people around to participate in various levels of competition, which has become a trend since Lin Feng shined.

There has been a "horse racing craze" in pastoral areas, which some experts call the "Lin Feng effect."

Either way it's a good thing, indirectly promoting a sport and the economy.

The Otto family awarded rattlesnake badges to their own members, giving the cowboys a sense of honor, which was a way to win over people.

Lin Feng also began to think about designing the emblem of the Lin family. The rattlesnakes of the Otto family were very domineering, and he could not lose. Of course, this problem would not be solved overnight. Maybe one day he would have an idea and the emblem would be there.

On the racecourse, their rider won the first place and won the championship with a crushing attitude. It seemed that he was another good horse.

Giulio stood in the audience with his arms folded, looking domineering.

The rider also made no secret of his inner emotions, raised his arms and rode around the field to celebrate.

"People from the Otto family? I should team up with them and teach that arrogant guy a lesson."

Jasmine is quite confident in herself.

Lin Feng thought in his heart that Miss Lishan was no match for the dark horse. Joey's advantage was Miss Lishan's biggest problem. Its straight-line acceleration ability was too average, and its endurance was also a test, but its cornering skills were pretty good. But in a lightning-fast game, there are not so many twists and turns for it to work.

In short, just leave it to fate and run as hard as you can and there will be no regrets.

It was Jasmine's turn, Lin Feng and Patricia walked into the audience.

Giulio quickly spotted them and looked at each other across the audience seats seven or eight meters apart.

Lin Feng didn't say anything, just stood with his hands in his pockets and looked at him with sharp eyes.

Julio is like Brock Lesnar in WWE. He is big enough, has an arrogant personality, and he probably has a lot of skills.

In his world, he may feel that he is a hero, but of course the results will be different depending on the perspective.

The guy was standing in the stands on the tenth floor, looking at Lin Feng with disdain.

Lin Feng did not speak, but calmly turned his head to encourage Jia Simin in the field.

Patricia also knew that Julio was behind him, and he told Lin Feng that if that guy dared to speak rudely, he would definitely teach him a lesson.

When something happens, Patricia is really on board, a typical pastoral person who is straight-forward and straight-forward.

Although he is often outspoken, Lin Feng thinks Patricia is a good partner.

"Not long ago, I killed Brother Ron in a bar in the South District. There were more than 20 people across from him, so I'm not afraid of the guy named Julio at all."

Lin Feng began to brag about himself.

"1VS20? Are you kidding me, bro."

"Of course it wasn't me. There was a man named RJ, who was also from the pastoral area. He drew his sword to help when there was an injustice. The two of us brought an oil bottle and had a big fight with the Ron brothers and their gang members."

Recalling the scene that day, Lin Feng's blood was still boiling.

He was eager to fight, eager to shake his fists, and the iron blood of the pastoral people had been integrated into his body.

Patricia patted him on the shoulder, "Let's practice when we have a chance. If you win, I will call you brother, otherwise you will call me."

In terms of birthday, Lin Feng is three months older than Patricia, but this guy has always regarded himself as the third brother. It’s time to find an opportunity to convince this guy.

Lin Feng readily agreed, and the two of them bumped fists to sign the deal.

"How about boxing? Or free fighting, you Chinese are good at this." Patricia said.

Lin Feng spread his hands and said, "It's up to you."

He didn't care, since he hadn't practiced it anyway, but Small World had improved his physique to a higher level, and he might really be able to defeat this "bearded primitive man".

Jasmine started to enter the field over there, and she drew the outermost track No. 8.

With piercing eyes, the little girl patted Miss Lishan's head a few times, whispered a few words, then closed her eyes and murmured to herself, and finally kissed the Chinese knot.

Lin Feng liked to see her focused look, it was fascinating.

He thought silently in his heart, go ahead, Miss Jasmine, and become the self of your dreams.

Even if the whole world is against you, I will stand firmly behind you, forever.

Girls who exercise are infinitely charming.

The war is about to start.

(End of this chapter)