Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

The sound of heavy running shoes stepping on the ground sounded at the door of the horse racing association.

However, before everyone could react, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, there was a terrifying aura that was invisible to the naked eye but strong enough to send chills down anyone's back, spreading from the door.

At this moment, the employee holding the object only felt that his hands and feet were stiff, his fingers were so hard that he couldn't control them, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and he almost completely lost the ability to move.

The person sitting at the counter also felt stiff all over at this moment, as if his body had turned into a stone statue, unable to move at all.

tread, tread, tread...

The footsteps of the heavy-duty running shoes gradually approached, and there were several other footsteps accompanying them, but among them, the footsteps of the heavy-duty running shoes were the most obvious and most impossible to ignore.

"Ah, ah..." There was a strange sound like a rusty machine being forced to operate in the staff room. It was difficult and dull as if it was too delayed, and slowly turned his head towards the direction of the footsteps.

From the entrance of the horse racing association, several horse racing girls in different clothes came in - almost all of them stood behind the most conspicuous horse racing girl in the front, just like her entourage, posing The neat procession followed her.

Naturally, the racehorse girl at the front also caught the attention of the staff in the first place - just standing there like a dark shadow is enough to make people feel frightened, and the dress that looks like a skirt is completely gone at this moment. Showing majesty and terror, the black cloak flutters with the wind, and the king-like temperament directly makes it hard to look directly at.

Not to mention the red eyes that looked like a blood moon, after scanning the surroundings, they finally fixed their eyes on him completely.

"Huh——!!!" At this moment, the employee who was holding something was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and he completely cared about the thing in his hand rolling to the ground.

It's terrible, it's terrible, it's terrible! ! !

Countless thoughts of fear filled the employee's heart, and he was trembling crazily. At this moment, his mood was ten times worse than watching a horror movie, and he almost secreted some liquid.

Fortunately, the leading dark figure didn't keep staring at him, and quickly turned his eyes to look at the counter.

Immediately afterwards, under the terrified gaze of all the staff, the headed black horse girl started to walk slowly towards the counter with all the horse girls behind her.

It was also at this time that everyone discovered that the sound of the heavy running shoes actually came from under the feet of this black horse girl.

But no one knows why there are horse girls walking around in the heavy running shoes specially used for leg strength training. After all, many horse girls can hardly bear that kind of weight.

The footsteps that belonged to heavy running shoes gradually approached, until the footsteps completely stopped in front of her, the lady at the counter who had already been frightened by the terrifying momentum slowly raised her head, looked up at the The existence standing in front of oneself.

——The reason why it is called "existence" is because at least in the experience of the young lady at the counter, it is absolutely impossible for a horse girl to have such an aura. Even the legendary symbol of Lu Duo has never been so terrifying momentum.

Just like the real supreme king, like the king who ruled countless people, terrifying and powerful, chilling people's hearts.

Almost at the next moment when she met the other party's red eyes, the lady at the counter instinctively lowered her head. All the courage in her body was not enough to make her meet the red eyes again, even for half a second. Can't do it.

"That, that..." Because she was too panicked, the counter lady couldn't even speak at this time, and because she couldn't speak, she was worried that this terrible existence would hurt herself, so she became even more nervous.

And when she got more nervous, she couldn't speak anymore, so she faltered there for a long time, but couldn't say anything.

"...I'm here to register the trainer information for the two guys who block the boulder and the bad joke." Seeing that the other party didn't speak for a long time, it was obvious that the horse girl couldn't wait any longer, and directly stated the purpose of coming here He said it out, and directly took out a trainer qualification certificate, and put it in front of the counter lady.

"Okay, okay..." The counter lady hurriedly started the work she was familiar with, as if she was too flustered, and she was performing worse than a novice at this moment when she obviously had to do the work every day.

"Bad joke... Blocking boulder... Trainer, yes... Tyrant..."

The counter lady was frantically operating on her computer, repeating what she was going to do, as if she would forget these things if she didn't repeat them.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the counter lady finally finished her work, and then held the trainer qualification certificate in both hands, and handed it to the tyrant in front of her in a respectful gesture while trembling.

"..." Looking at the trembling figure in front of him, the tyrant stood still for a moment, then stretched out a hand after a while, and took back his trainer qualification certificate.

Then, the tyrant didn't miss it too much, he turned his head and left the horse racing association with a group of horse girls behind him.

It wasn't until the terrible oppressive feeling that was so strong that everyone couldn't breathe dissipated along with the sound of the heavy running shoes, that everyone in the Jockey Association heaved a sigh of relief and began to wipe their faces cold sweat.

"It's terrible, it's terrible..." The tyrant left, and the counter lady finally lost that sense of tension, but she couldn't even think about being in a good mood for the next day.

The cute child she was expecting didn't come, but instead came a terrifying existence, and now she really didn't want to see the horse race girl again today—unless it was a smiling little cutie.

After leaving the Jockey Association, the tyrant couldn't help but sighed as he looked at the gloomy sky.

"It's because I thought too little, the aura of a tyrant... tsk."

No matter how much she thought about it, she never thought that the tyrant's aura was so amazing.

There is nothing in the system space, but her own templates will unconsciously shake their legs. When she uses it, she realizes that the aura of the tyrant is almost like a demon god in reality.

When passing by the side of the street, a big dog that originally looked fierce will be frightened and lie on the ground and whine and bark; children on the side of the road will also be frightened and run away on the spot; It was gloomy, and it looked like it would be completely plunged into darkness in the next moment.

"Tsk, it looks like I have to learn how to control this momentum before I can use the tyrant better..." Soul manipulated the tyrant template and let out a tsk sound, obviously very distressed.

And she couldn't figure it out now, why did the tyrant smile at herself when he was in the system space?Does she have a consciousness of her own?Or is there another possibility?For example, it is never known which parallel time and space was copied by the system.

"It's a pity that the system has no intelligence, and the little ball of light has no brains. I can only take one step at a time..." The tyrant sighed, and didn't continue to think about these problems that he might not be able to handle at all. Those templates as "subordinates" walked forward slowly.

83. Goodbye One Foot

About an hour after the tyrant went to the horse racing association, in a cafe, a brand new drama was being staged——

"I don't accept it! Why should I listen to you! I came here to work as a supervisor, why was I dug out directly?!"

In front of Emperor Donghai and Mebaro McQueen, Bad Joke slammed the table hard, made a loud noise, and stood up straight away.

Even with a mask blocking their view, the two of them seemed to be able to see her anxious expression, as if they lost control after hearing the news.

"What can you do about it? After all, this is the only one here at Nihong. If you want to seek justice, you have to go back and seek justice later—after all, you don't know where to put it."

Sitting on the table facing the blocking boulder, she raised the document in her hand, her face was full of pride, and it was obvious that she was very happy with the bad jokes, so that it made people think that if she hadn't had some morals, she might have I'm about to laugh.

"And I actually don't want you to join us. After all, you look like a guy who was pulled into the Education Bureau for a few years before being released. Joining us is like pouring a can of sugar into sauerkraut soup. "

"Do you think I'm rare? You dark African horse! I don't like your team either! Look at all of you! It's a shame!"

Seeing the two people who had already started to quarrel, and the bad joke with "happy" written all over their faces, Emperor Donghai and Mebaro McQueen looked at each other and fell into an awkward mood.

The time went back to 15 minutes ago, when Mejiro McQueen was preparing to follow the bad joke with the emperor of the East China Sea to find the one-footed person who could make her feel excited.

At that time, Meshiro McQueen had already decided after a whole night of thinking—she would work as hard as the one-legged one!As a genius who really works hard to the extreme, "for this reason, even someone with one foot can be his teacher.

In order to meet the expectations of the Mubai family and to be full of glory for her entire youth, no matter what she does, no matter how hard and arduous the training is, it is acceptable for her Mubai McQueen!

So what if the other party is lame?Haven't you seen how strong the one-legged one is?

People who run casually are more powerful than me by many times, and their aura is more than a little bit stronger than most of the horse race girls I know.

What you want is to be able to learn the other party's abilities and train them to that level—maybe it will be easy to fulfill the expectations of the Mubai family for themselves!And the glory of the three crowns can be said to be in the bag!

As for the emperor of the East China Sea, the reason why she went to find the one-legged person was entirely because she saw that her two friends were going to find the one-legged person. If she was the only one left, she would be too out of the group, so she planned to follow.

——By the way, she also wants to see how the one-legged trainer looks like, see what the so-called racehorse girl who can make people's blood boil looks like on weekdays, and then practice like this.

Anyway, I just happened to be increasing my training recently, so I might as well just increase it, after all, McQueen has to work hard, and as her friend, I can't stand still!

But it is a pity that before the bad joke who was entrusted with the important task led the two to find their feet, they "coincidentally" encountered a blocking boulder holding documents on the road.

Then, Yan Jushi took a group of people into a small shop next to him, ordered four cups of cold rice balls and a few cheaper rice balls, and handed the documents in her hand to the bad joker after eating one rice ball. before.

After Jushi explained a few sentences and waited for Joke to read the document, it became this scene.

The two of them also knew the general content of the document through my joking mouth-it seems that the high-level executives of Jushi have come, and the specific reason is that they think Jushi's work is progressing too slowly or something.

Then the executive took a group of horse racing girls directly to the Jockey Association, and then simply pulled the blocking boulder and bad jokes into his team as a trainer.

But Miss Joke is not actually that high-level employee, and she seems to be very repulsed by the other party's team, so she immediately became angry after reading the document.

"Sister Joke, do you really hate that so-called high-level man so much?" The emperor stretched out his hand and gently tugged at the hem of Joke's skirt.

She never thought that there would be so much resentment among people in a company, so that the employees hated each other so much.

So what's going on with that high-level guy?Could it be that he is a guy who likes to deduct wages without reason, makes people work overtime for free, and likes to swear at others?Just thinking about it like that is disgusting.

"Eh... I can't say I hate it." Hearing the question from the emperor of the East China Sea, the joke was stunned for a while, and then he began to recall the character of the tyrant in his mind.

"Although some people think that that person has a bad reputation, and it is said that he may do things that scare children to tears, but even so, I don't dislike that person..."

"It's better to say that I am looking forward to it. At least they are quite reliable in many cases, and they are also very loose at certain times-you see, this giant rock fishes every day, isn't it caught and spanked? This is simply better than ours. Management is so much easier.”

The character guidance of the tyrant is very unpredictable. If you say she is cruel, she is indeed cruel enough in some aspects, and she is also enough to look like a bad person, and she is born with a terrifying aura enough to stop children crying at night. Not like a nice guy.

But when you say she is a good person, you mean that she is a kind person. Although sometimes her acting style will be brutal, she is not a villainous person. It can only be said that her acting style is scary, but she is completely fine in her own way. believe.

And the tyrant is just like her name, she is a tyrant, not a stupid one—although her acting style is not good, she is definitely not a fatuous and incompetent person. She belongs to the kind of person who is like a tiger but can definitely trust the purpose of her actions.

Hearing what the joke said, Meshiro McQueen, who was about to take a sip of water, slowly put down his glass: "It sounds like he's a nice person—then why are you so repelled?"

The reputation may not be good, but it is trustworthy. With such an evaluation, Mebaro McQueen immediately built an image of unscrupulous but able to protect friends in his mind.

Such a person is indeed worth making friends with, so McQueen doesn't understand why Joke is so repulsive to join that person's team.

"Isn't it because most of the team is full of guys like Jushi! If there were no them, I would completely agree to transfer the team—but it just doesn't work! The team is full of guys like Jushi!"

"Forehead……"

Hearing these words, Jushi immediately slapped the table and stood up amidst the painful creaking of the table: "Are you deliberately finding fault? Are you coming or not?!"

"I'm sure I'll come, but I don't want to be on your team! Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll become a stupid savage too."

Blocking the boulder: "Damn liar!"

Bad Joke: "Barbarians!"

"Sister joke, calm down, sister joke!" Seeing the two quarreled directly again, Emperor Donghai couldn't help but feel dizzy, and then hugged the slender waist of Bad Joker, trying to calm him down.

She really felt that if there was no conciliatory agent, the two of them would probably argue for a long time, and would not stop until one of them was really tired, and among them, the only thing she could hold back was just a joke Miss.

After all, look at Jushi's figure, is it something that ordinary racehorse girls can drag?In comparison, bad jokes are too light.

Seeing these two quarreling, McQueen was at a loss for a moment. She really didn't expect that these two quarreled just because they said they quarreled. The relationship between the two was so bad that they could still be called into a group.

The quarrel between the two naturally attracted the attention of almost everyone in the store, and within a few seconds, another racehorse girl joined their quarrel.

"I'll go, why are you all here? Are you really free all day with nothing to do? Don't you know how to go to someone's factory to move bricks when you have nothing to do?"

Familiar tone and familiar rhetoric, the four horse race girls who were sitting at this moment were stunned, and then turned their heads together to see - a familiar person was standing in that position and looked at them speechlessly.

"Hey! Ms. One Foot, why are you everywhere?" Joke took the initiative to start the topic, and directly ended the quarrel with the blocking boulder.

——After all, it’s quite tiring to quarrel with each other. If it weren’t for maintaining the character design, she would have wanted these two templates to sit down, drink tea and have a friendly chat with each other about how to blow each other’s heads. .

……Um?Why does it feel like it still doesn't work? These two templates are not good at all.

"I just want to ask you. I met you last time when I went to the park, and this time I met you when I went out to eat. You are endless, right? Where is the tracker? Take it down for me."

"..." The four of them calmed down completely under the words of the one-legged person, but for some reason, they still felt very angry...

84. One-legged training

"Want to learn my training?" After the one-legged person finally took his seat, Mebaro McQueen also directly expressed his thoughts to the one-legged person through this "coincidence".

She wants to become stronger, to become as strong as a one-legged person, and at the same time, she also wants to work as hard as a one-legged person, to become a genius who works hard enough in the true sense-at the same time, she also feels that only in this way can she have enough ability Fulfill the expectations of the Mejiro family, and even have the opportunity to go to the world stage.

"That's right, Miss One-legged, because I can feel that your strength is definitely very powerful—so I hope that my training can be guided by you."

Meshiro McQueen nodded vigorously, looking very humbly willing to accept the guidance of the one-legged person.

Although the one-legged person is a disabled person with almost half of his body disabled, so what?McQueen only knows that the opponent is stronger, harder, and more admirable than himself-even if the opponent may not be able to step on the court in his life.

But from the opponent, McQueen can still feel the aura of a professional horse racing girl. This aura has completely demonstrated that the opponent is absolutely impossible to be a mediocre person, but a powerful senior worthy of deep study.

"Yeah, it's really a very powerful running method. I was very surprised when I saw it at the time." The emperor of the East China Sea nodded. Even she felt that the running method was very powerful. Be bold.

After all, there are really not many horse race girls in this world who dare to do this and are not afraid of dislocating their legs. After all, if this kind of running suddenly dislocates, it will not only be a matter of slow legs.

"Teach this? I thought you were going to learn medicine or psychotherapy from me. Why do you want to learn something from me that I'm not good at?"

The one-legged person who sat on the seat in a very unsightly posture said while grabbing the only remaining rice ball and stuffing it directly into his mouth, and then complained while eating: "Damn, this Why is there no meat stuffing in the rice balls? I thought there would be braised pork in the rice balls.”

"...No, senior, forget about your medical skills and psychological treatment, after all, I don't want to be a doctor."

Although I don't know how the one-legged person's medical skills are, but there is something about psychotherapy... McQueen thinks it's better to stop this topic here.

After all, with the mouth of a one-legged person, if you say that she knows about psychotherapy, she will never believe it—this guy can at most know a very professional technique for treating low blood pressure.

"Tch, it's fine if you don't learn it—what about you, little dwarf? Do you want to learn?"

As soon as he heard the one-legged man call himself a dwarf again, the emperor of the East China Sea quickly stood up with a snap: "Hey! It's not a dwarf! It's the emperor, the emperor! The emperor of the East China Sea!"

"All right, all right, no matter how much you argue, you're still a dwarf—if you don't believe me, look at the people around you, who is shorter than you?" The one-legged man didn't care about the emperor's protest at all, and even gestured with his hand If you look at your height, it means that you can kill the emperor.

After listening, the emperor of the East China Sea looked left and right, first glanced at McQueen, then at the joke, and finally at the boulder, and finally puffed up his cheeks like a balloon, and said angrily: "Huh, even if it is In this way, sooner or later, I can grow up to be as tall and beautiful as the president!"

"President? Who? Forget it. Although I don't know who it is, I always feel that you are thinking too much."

"Ahhhhhhhhh! You're so annoying, you bastard!"

Obviously, the one-legged ones are definitely the absolute nemesis of the emperor in terms of communication. At this moment, they are showing the absolute restraint ability of black-bellied and poisonous tongues against cuteness.

In other words, with the mouth of a one-footed person, it is outrageous to call himself a social king. Where is this social king?Could it be that all the people she communicated with were autistic patients? ——Meshiro McQueen couldn't help but think so.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with the little devil. It's better to say that I hate the little devil the most. I like to say strange things all day long."

The one-footed person disliked the emperor, and left a joke of "forget it" while hugging the emperor's waist, then turned his head to look at McQueen, and then continued: "Although I am really not good at running, but you It’s okay to say you want to run—so how do you usually train?”