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Chapter 180 Speed ​​Race!

In a small dim room, a middle-aged man sat on the sofa with his knees crossed and watched TV.

He was bearded, tired, and his eyes were a little lost.

There are several empty beer bottles piled up beside him.

There are several takeaway boxes on the table in front of the living room.

There was still food left in the box.

The food had already hardened and spoiled.

The room smelled of rotting food.

The TV in the room was dimly lit.

The commentary came from the TV.

"In the second round of International Speed, the Huaxia team sent a lightning horse to face the lightning dog of country M."

Hearing this, the man smashed the wine bottle on the ground angrily, and said hoarsely: "Damn it, Lightning Horse is fighting Thunder Dog, isn't this courting death?"

Speed ​​International is the world's largest and most well-known race for genetic organisms.

The popularity of genetic creature racing is not much worse than that of fighting games.

And the format is even more interesting.

This time it is an international competition held every four years, and teams from different countries compete.

The game system is 7 innings and 4 wins.

Each time a genetic creature is raced by both sides, the winner gets a point.

Win after four points.

Therefore, the order of appearance of genetic organisms in this game is very important.

A perfect strategy can have the effect of Tian Ji's horse racing.

Huaxia's performance in the Speed ​​Race was not satisfactory. It has only been in the top ten for more than ten years, and the best time was second.

And Huaxia had already lost to Country M in the first game.

If you lose this game, you will fall behind 0-2.

At this time, the commentary on the TV continued.

"Both the Lightning Horse and the Lightning Dog have the Lightning gene in their bodies, and they have the Lightning element to activate cells and stimulate their potential."

"The Lightning Horse is the best lightning genetic creature of the Huaxia team. It once ranked No. 20 on the speed list."

"But the reputation of the opponent Thunder Dog will be greatly affected. No. 11 in the speed list. It is indeed better than the Lightning Horse in terms of physique."

"The Huaxia team has already lost one game. If they lose this game again, it will be difficult."

"However, the cultivation of genetic organisms is also very important. The lightning horse was bred by Ma Jun, our most famous trainer in Huaxia, so there may be surprises." Although the commentary is not optimistic about Huaxia, it still gives hope.

"Fuck your mother's shit! No matter how well the Lightning Horse is bred, it's no match for your opponent." The middle-aged man shouted angrily.

But he can only talk about it.

He put down the bottle and continued to concentrate on watching TV.

"The race begins! The rider of the Lightning Horse is Fang Zheng, one of the best riders in our country."

"The Lightning Horse started faster than the Thunder Dog, one body ahead!" The voice of the commentary suddenly became extremely high-pitched.

"Thunder Dog is fast, but Lightning Horse is not slow either! The situation is temporarily stalemate."

In the TV, the two genetic creatures have already run 200 meters, but the lightning horse has a slight lead, about five meters.

The middle-aged man was staring at the screen, pinching his legs nervously with his fingers.

He finally couldn't stop muttering: "Go, go, go!! There are still 500 meters left, go and go!"

His mumbling eventually turned into a howl, his eyes widening and his hands slapping the sofa frantically.

There were cheers from the scene on the TV, and then the middle-aged man limply on the sofa, two lines of muddy tears streaming down his face.

"Unfortunately, Thunder Dog passed Lightning Horse in the end. Country M scored another point. But China still has a chance, as long as" the commentary continued.

It's just that the middle-aged man had already turned off the TV, and he sat in the room silently.

Dilili.

At this moment, the phone rang.

The middle-aged man reached into the garbage pile and groped for a while, and finally took out a somewhat wet mobile phone, which still smelled strange.

But the middle-aged man opened up to his ears without disdain.

"Who are you looking for?" The middle-aged man's voice was very tired.

"Ah Zheng, it's me." A somewhat hoarse voice came from the phone.

"." The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and then wanted to hang up the phone.

"Did you watch the game?" The other end of the phone seemed to guess what the middle-aged man was going to do, and hurriedly said.

"Look, what's the matter? See how you lost?" The middle-aged man's tone was tinged with sarcasm and disdain.

"Ah Zheng, listen to me, we will definitely give you justice in that matter."

"Fairness! I don't want justice." The middle-aged man blushed and roared angrily, "It was you who killed him, it was you!"

"I know." The other end of the phone sighed, and then persuaded, "You are the best trainer in China, don't you really want to come back?"

"The best? Hehe, that person is dead." The middle-aged man smiled mockingly again.

The best trainer in China, how long ago was this title.

I almost forgot.

"I hung up." The middle-aged man sneered and put down his phone.

"Wait a minute! Do you know Little Fire Horse? Are you willing to breed him?!" The other end of the phone shouted excitedly.

"Little Fire Horse?" The middle-aged man was taken aback, and hurriedly picked up his phone, "Little Fire Horse???!"

The middle-aged elves who have been making a lot of noise recently naturally understand it.

He has a high IQ, a flame that can change the temperature, and that excellent physical fitness.

It's just that such elves can really participate in the speed race?

"I'll send you the internal data of Little Fire Horse." The other side of the phone became a little cheerful, "With your breeding Little Fire Horse will definitely become the fastest genetic creature in China, no, the world."

"Fastest? When will you start talking big?" The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully.

Ding.

The middle-aged man's mobile phone received information about Little Fire Horse.

It turned out that he was still a little disdainful, but then he became more and more silent as he watched.

"How is it? Are you interested? Hongbai Company has appointed you to cultivate. You know, Hongbai Company has a backer, so you don't have to worry at all. Those guys dare not do anything." A voice came from the phone.

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time, and finally pushed away the wine bottle beside him, and said cursingly, "MD, I'll take it."

"I'm looking forward to the ability of China's number one trainer!" The voice on the phone became clearer.

Succeeded?
Li Qiuran smiled slightly after receiving the news.

"Well, he agreed, but" Zhang Meng hesitated, "Why did you appoint Ah Zheng? He was only the number one trainer ten years ago."

"Maybe it's because he loves elves." Li Qiuran smiled deeply, and in front of him was Ah Zheng's information.

Ah Zheng, the number one trainer in China, the genetic organisms he cultivated shined in the speed competition.

But ten years ago, he suddenly announced his retirement and disappeared from the world.

No one knows where he went.

And this world has one more lost person who is addicted to alcohol.

(End of this chapter)