Soon after, the group came outside the horse farm.

At this moment, six different types of horses were being taken out in the racecourse to prepare for the starting point of the track.

"The number one position is purebred European country Feroma, I look at it well!"

"I think No. 3 should be able to win. Just look at its fat body, you will know that it is well prepared!"

"You can't see it. The most amazing thing is No. 5. You see that his horseshoe plate is large and thick, and the chassis is stable enough to run further."

...The rich second-generations immediately started talking.

"I don't know, Mr. Wei, are you optimistic about that one?"

Qiao Bingyan walked to Wei Nanfeng and pretended to ask for advice.

She is a star, in the upper class, and is also a little interested in betting on horses.

“No. 6.”

Wei Nanfeng calmly looked at one of the pure-blooded but thin racing horses.

“No. 6?

You're funny, No. 6 is almost as thin as a flash of lightning.

It can be the first place, my Ling Jun name is written in reverse!"

Ling Jun snorted coldly.

Qiao Bingyan and Xia Ruoxue were standing beside Wei Nanfeng, which made him inexplicably jealous.

"Everyone underestimated him.

Wang’s woman is so outstanding, can he be bad?"

"I'll buy No. 6, 30 million!"

Xia Ruoxue waved coldly.

"Miss Wei San, are you sure?

I bought the No. 6, but I have to waste my money for 30 million.”

Yu Zhiming looked confident.

Because he raised this horse, he knew who could be the first place! "Thirty million is just my outfit's money!"

Xia Ruoxue is even more cold and arrogant, like the cold plums in the snow and ice.

She didn't say much, but every sentence was very powerful.

"Where are you, Mr. Wei?"

"I'll give up this."

Wei Nanfeng shook his head.

Since Xia Ruoxue bought it, there is no need for him to buy it.

Thinking of the past, Xia Ruoxue is a very strong person.

Wei Nanfeng has been giving in to her since she was a child.

Then, Yu Zhiming waved to the horse farm.

Soon, a gunshot opened and the gate opened.

Six racing horses broke out and ran towards the finish line.

In the blink of an eye, No. 3 rode out of the world.

"Wow, I'm going to win! I'm going to win!"

Ling Jun, who had bet No. 3, and several rich second-generations, became excited immediately.

But suddenly, a blood-red afterimage passed No. 3 like lightning, and rushed directly across the finish line.

"The first place turned out to be...No. 6."

Everyone looked at Xia Ruoxue in shock.

"Miss Wei San's vision is really unique!"

"It's not that I have unique vision, but that I have guidance from experts!"

"Young Master Yu, I'm not polite if I have 30 million."

Xia Ruoxue also looked at the horizon with a little nostalgia, feeling a little sad.

He still kept giving in to this sister.

But she never forgot that day. Brother Nanfeng returned to the Wei family and killed everyone, getting everything back for her.

But the moment he left, he was so decisive.

He said he wanted to find a girl named Yun Xiyue to get married.

At that moment, her heart was cut by a knife, and many years of waiting and expectation turned into water.

Mirror flowers, water and moon.

She secretly swore that Xia Ruoxue never prayed to others in her life, and that only others would come back to ask her if they regretted it.

"Grandma, Master Yu, this third item should be arranged for the Dragon Broken Stone!"

"Yes, yes, this Dragon Broken Stone is very exciting and fun.

Naturally, we have to arrange it..." Yu Zhiming didn't dare not give Ling Jun face and nodded quickly.

Their first two games were equivalent to losing a lot, and the last game was the most thrilling! Then, they moved to a circular venue.

I saw stones of different sizes placed around the site, with hard texture.

At the same time, a stone was fixed by an iron chain and hung in mid-air.

The so-called dragon-breaking stone is when a person stands under a stone and waits for the stone to fall.

If you can smash it with your hands or take it, don't be considered as passing.

If it cannot, it will be a failure.

Whoever has the heaviest stone will be the winner! So, if you don’t have some martial arts skills in this project, no one dares to play! "Who will compete with me..." At this moment, Ling Jun was ready to pick up his hands.

The other rich second generations immediately got a look at each other, and no one among them could beat Ling Jun in this project.

After all, the strength of the second stage of the external force is already considered to be the king among them.

"If no one compares, then I will directly announce that Mr. Ling won."

Yu Zhiming said hurriedly.

"Don't worry, I still want to play!"

A voice came from behind them.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Nanfeng had already passed through the crowd and walked into the venue.

He suddenly became interested, and it was also good to play games with a group of children.

But he suddenly realized that Xia Ruoxue had really changed.

Maybe living in a cruel environment is just mature.

"The surname of Wei is not a joke, and you may die if you do it."

Yu Zhiming reminded him.

He didn't want to cause death, he was just scaring Wei Nanfeng.

Everyone wins one game and each has their own face! How many of the rich second generations who have played this Broken Dragon Stone before have lost their lives.

"Wei Nanfeng, stop playing!"

Shen Xinyu naturally persuaded him immediately.

If Wei Nanfeng had any problems, Yun Xiyue would not have to be a widow.

"I think he is already out of the matter with life! The king just treats this as a game..." Xia Ruoxue said, and only this sentence.

"Okay, I have a genital, then start!"

After Ling Jun finished speaking, he walked directly to the center of the venue.

At this time, a stone in twenty kilograms was ready.

The next moment, the stone fell vertically and covered the top of the head.

Ling Jun shouted, punched out, instantly shattering the stone above his head in mid-air.

"Mr. Ling's punch is driving mountains and rivers!"

"Just come directly thirty kilograms..." Ling Shao was praised and immediately signaled.

Soon, the thirty kilograms of stone fell down Ling Jun again and smashed the stone into two pieces.
To be continued...