The vast venue was filled with people. Everyone seemed to be on steroids. They stood up from their seats, waved their tickets, stared at the central arena, and yelled at the top of their lungs.
In the arena, horses of different colors but all strong and powerful were running wildly, heading towards the finish line crazily.
At this moment, pairs of eyes were staring at the horses, as if the horses were equipped with magnets, attracting the attention of the audience.
Finally, when a white horse crossed the finish line, some people cheered, but more people were cursing.
"Baga Yalu, refund the money, Baga, are you worthy of me?"
"It's from Ru Zuntang, it's from Ru Zuntang, it's from Ru Zuntang~"
"There must be a shady secret!"
"..."
Countless people cursed and angrily tore the bills in their hands to vent their anger.
It was the first time for Sora Hoshino to come to such a place, and it felt very strange. It was very similar to the match scene broadcast on the TV screen when his uncle watched the football match.
It's the same game, the same audience, the same roar...
I don't understand why they are so excited? Is the sense of immersion so strong?
To be honest, when Hoshino Sora came here and saw the scene of galloping horses, his first thought was, if I raced with these horses, could I win?
The second thought is, why not let people compete with horses? Isn’t this more interesting than simply watching horses race?
Just these two thoughts, Apacha couldn't answer him. He just took him to see the horses that were about to race, and then took his pocket money to buy the No. 6 dark horse.
"No. 6 said, it will run seriously this time, and it will be easy to get first place." Apacha squatted down, holding a ticket, and said happily to Hoshino Sora.
"Great! If it takes first place, will we have money to buy food?" Hoshino Kong's eyes were full of hope.
"Yes, you can buy food if you win." Apacha was also very happy, not only happy that he could eat well, but also happy that he could help his friends win money for food.
He, Apacha, can also help others.
"Eh? You actually bought No. 6? Are you an outsider? No. 6 is the most mediocre horse. It has no potential and it is impossible to win."
At this time, a young man in his twenties or seventies wearing a light blue suit and tie spoke.
Apacha and Hoshino Sora turned around and saw the young man shaking his head at them with regret.
"Let me tell you, horse No. 3 is the favorite to win the championship. Did you see how beautiful that white horse is? It just almost won the championship. I bet it will definitely win this time!" the young man said confidently.
Apacha stood up, shook his head, and said, "No. 3 can't do it. Its condition has begun to decline. It said so itself."
The young man was shocked by Apacha's tall and tall body after he stood up, but after hearing Apacha's remarks, he laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, how could it possibly fall? On the contrary, it has entered a state. This It’s about to explode in one round. Hey, just wait and see.”
While he was talking, the competition was about to begin, and the young man stopped talking. Instead, he stared at the No. 3 horse below, clenched his fists tightly, and began to whisper, "Go, go, go, go~"
Hoshino Sora also lowered his gaze, scanning all the horses, looking at this one and that one. It was really impossible to tell which one would win from the appearance.
As the command sounded, the jockey riding a horse jumped out like an arrow. Seeing the wild and violent scene, the muscles contracted, and the horse's hooves hit the ground, Hoshino Sora also felt the heat inexplicably. He somewhat understood why there was such a scene. Many people roared.
The power and speed brought by this pure muscle are indeed addictive.
Of course, the reason why the audience is so excited is not only this, but also...interests.
All the audience stood up and roared, and even the young man on the side roared without any image, making his face red and his neck thick. It is no wonder that he is like this, because the No. 3 horse he values has gradually fallen behind. It cannot be said to be at the bottom, but it is still at the back.
On the contrary, horse No. 6 began to burst out, rushing to the front in one fell swoop, riding a brilliant horse. Before reaching the finish line, it even turned its neck and glanced at its companions behind it.
Amid the huge noise, horse No. 6 reached the finish line first.
"No~~~" the young man shouted desperately.
Many people, like him, screamed in despair and anger.
Only Apacha happily said to Hoshino Sora: "We won."
"Awesome!" Hoshino Sora was also very happy. He didn't expect to make money like this. This is so profitable. Is this a charity base?
"Do you want to continue?" Apacha asked.
"How much money can we make? Can we eat enough?" Hoshino Sora asked.
Apacha said uncertainly: "How about making more money?"
"Okay, to be on the safe side it's better to earn a little more, otherwise it will be embarrassing if you don't have enough to eat at the end." Hoshino Sora said.
So, the two continued to choose horses, and the young man next to them was unwilling to go with them to choose horses.
"I don't believe it. This time I choose No. 6." The young man who was slapped in the face chose to follow Apacha's lead. However, Apacha chose No. 1 this time.
"Nani?" The young man was confused, "Why did you choose No. 1? Isn't the dark horse No. 6 strong?"
Apacha shook his head and replied: "No. 6 said it only wanted to win the championship once, No. 1 said it wanted to win the championship, and then the other horses said they could help it."
youth:"???"
What nonsense, why do I become more and more confused the more I hear it? Forget it, never mind, you are right to choose No. 6, you are sure of it.
The young man thought that Apacha was just lucky and happened to win. In fact, this man did not understand horse racing at all. He was the only one who really understood horses.
However, when the game ended, the young man fell down on his seat with a dejected face and began to doubt his life.
"Great, we win again, Apacha, we can have a good meal this time." Hoshino Sora jumped on Apacha the moment Horse No. 1 won, hanging like a koala. With.
"Hey, go get the money and have a big meal." Apacha raised Hoshino Sora above his head, put it on his neck, and went to exchange the money.
When the young man saw this, he was shocked. He quickly stood up and called Apacha, "Please wait a moment."
"Uncle, is something wrong?" Hoshino Sora asked doubtfully.
"Ahem, I, Kogoro Mouri, would like to ask this master about horse racing." Kogoro Mouri finally understood. The strong man like a basketball superstar in front of him is definitely a horse racing master. If he can learn his skills, he will be a master of horse racing. , you don’t need to learn everything, you only need to learn 60 to 70%, and you will be able to dominate the horse racing world from now on.
