The beautiful president's soldier king summoner

When Changmao heard this, he rubbed his hands excitedly: "What are you still doing in a daze? Give me the money quickly."

Lin Yun smiled and said, "Brother Changmao, don't worry. Which horse will win?"

Seeing that Lin Yun is very young, Changmao looks very stupid and naive. This kind of person is best to be deceived. He led Lin Yun to the guardrail, pointed to the horse fence in the distance and said, "Did you see that, horse number ten As strong as he is, he will definitely win."

The horse race this time is different from the last one, and the jockey has also changed. The number ten horse is a black horse. The big screen shows that the horse's name is "Ruili", and it is a strong mare.

Lin Yun asked strangely: "Brother Changmao, you just bought the No. [-] horse, and you still buy No. [-]?"

Changmao took a puff of cigarette and scolded: "Damn, that brother of mine didn't tell me clearly, he only said it was number ten, and he didn't know if it was the number ten in the sixth game or the tenth in the seventh game. I just saw No. [-] in Game [-] was so strong, he bought it all. Lost it all."

Lin Yun glanced at it, and from the meridians of these horses, it could be seen that this time, the number ten horse still couldn't win.

Among these horses, the one with the greatest chance of winning should be the No. [-] horse, which is a yellow mongrel, looking sickly with its head down.

"Okay, you've seen the horses too, the race is about to start, give me the money quickly." Chang Mao stretched out his hand and asked for the money.

Lin Yun smiled silly: "Brother Changmao, I haven't bought a horse yet, can you let me buy one?"

Changmao was slightly taken aback. He wanted to object at first, but he felt that he might miss the time to place a bet because he was entangled with Lin Yunzaza, so he urged, "Okay, you go buy it. I'll take you to the betting point."

Lin Yun arrived at the betting place, gave the money to the counter, and quickly came out with a betting ticket.

Changmao took the betting ticket and looked at it, and immediately became angry: "Fuck, I told you to buy a No. [-] horse, why did you buy a No. [-] horse? Are you stupid?"

"Brother Changmao, didn't you mean horse No. [-]?" Lin Yun rubbed his head and smiled silly.

"Go! I said ten! Not ten! Did you make a mistake!"

Long Mao was about to be pissed off by Lin Yun.

"Brother Changmao, don't worry, just tell me, four is four, ten is ten, fourteen is fourteen, forty is forty." Lin Yun was articulate, and a tongue twister came out of his mouth.

Changmao suddenly became furious: "I'm you big-headed ghost! Are you entertaining me!"

Chang Mao is from Hong Kong. He speaks Cantonese. Mandarin is not good at all. Forty can't be distinguished. He raised his hand and wanted to hit Lin Yun, but the nearby security guards looked in his direction, so he had to put his hand down again and pointed at Lin Yun. Lin Yun's nose cursed: "You idiot, don't follow me. It's really bad luck for me to meet you, a plague god."

Changmao turned around and left, feeling unlucky as he walked.

Changmao and Lin Yun had a dispute over four and ten, and the game had already started.

Before Changmao took two steps, the result of the game came out.

"Gentlemen and ladies! The winner is Shooting Star Four! Haha, judging by the horse's name, it's fast!"

On the live broadcast, the host's congratulatory voice came.

Chang Mao was stunned, he couldn't believe his ears, the rogue horse number four could also win?Is this a ghost?
Changmao was stunned for ten seconds, and then rushed back to look for Lin Yun like crazy.

Lin Yun was no longer in the original place. Changmao looked around and finally found Lin Yun not far from the trash can. He was throwing something into the trash can.

"Damn, you idiot, you lost your betting ticket!"

Changmao cursed, and rushed over at a brisk pace, without saying hello to Lin Yun, rushed to the trash can, put his hand in, and rummaged among the fruit peels and paper scraps.

People around looked at Chang Mao in surprise, not knowing what he was going crazy about.

Lin Yun stood beside Chang Mao, also looking dumbfounded.

Changmao fumbled for a long time, but couldn't find the betting ticket, so he simply turned the trash can upside down and dumped the trash on the floor.

Chang Mao squatted on the ground and rummaged through the garbage on the ground for a long time. There were only cigarette butts and other garbage, and there was no sign of betting tickets at all.

"Brother Changmao, you want to smoke. You don't need to pick up the cigarette butts on the ground."

With a harmless smile on his face, Lin Yun handed Chang Mao a cigarette.

"I'm asking you. Where's the betting ticket?"

Long Mao panted heavily and asked.

"It's here. I hit it. How could I lose it."

Lin Yun smiled and took out the betting ticket from his pocket.

"Hurry up and claim the prize, boy. It's agreed, half of each person." Changmao shouted with his eyes shining.

"Of course. We agreed." Lin Yun said.

Going to the prize redemption office to exchange the lottery ticket into money, Lin Yun generously gave half of it to Changmao.

Chang Mao held a thick wad of money in his hand, and patted Lin Yun on the shoulder: "Brother, you are really a fool. You can win money in this way, I really convince you! Don't say anything, Let's go, let me have supper."

The night in Wan Chai is extremely noisy.

When Chang Mao said he was inviting Lin Yun to dinner, he was actually inviting him to a bowl of chop suey noodles on the street.

Of course, this kind of chop suey noodles couldn't be as delicious as in the movie, so Lin Yun put it down after taking two bites.