The streets of Sunset Town are not long, so there are many people coming to welcome the rich and rich, and many tourists also come to join in the fun. Wang Bo saw many domestic tourists holding cameras to take pictures.

Chen Luoxian was also leading the group this time, and she said, "Are the New Zealanders so crazy about horse racing?"

The rich man Jin and Ma Long received cheers on the street, and the crowd around them was indeed quite crazy.

Wang Bo shrugged and said, "I'm not familiar with this sport, but I think they are not crazy about the sport itself, but about being able to make money."

"That's true." Chen Luoxian smiled, "I heard from several people that they bet on the rich Jin and won a great victory."

Some domestic tourists were around and asked enthusiastically: "If we come to place bets now, wouldn't it be too late?"

Wang Bo said: "It is of course too late to place bets on the rich, but now there are other horse betting competitions in Christchurch, and there are many horses to bet on."

A middle-aged man with a shiny head smiled and said, "Okay, Lao Du, there is no certainty of winning. Don't touch this thing. I forgot the lesson I learned in Auckland two days ago?"

Among the several routes arranged by Chen Luoxian, one of them was to experience the casino style in Auckland. In order to avoid tourists falling into the gambling game, travel agencies usually provide chips, and each person can enjoy it by playing one or two hundred yuan.

There will be no lesson in this situation. Wang Bo asked curiously: "What have you experienced there?"

The man said awkwardly: "Nothing is nothing..."

The half-bald man interrupted him and said, "It's nothing. Old Du has left all the chips of the six of us, but he lost all the games in just one game."

It's really nothing, Wang Bo said: "It's better not to touch that kind of thing, but you really don't lose much. I have friends there and almost died."

What he was talking about was Anderson, so he was so angry when he learned that he was involved in horse betting.

The championship parade lasted for more than an hour, and Ma Long was impatient, but the local tycoon was in high spirits. This guy became proud of being watched by people just like on the court.

When Wang Bo accompanied Parker into the stables, the state of Sir Turin was a little different when he arrived at the stadium area.

The IQ of a good horse is very high, especially the Turin Jazz who has trained for six or seven years. As Parker said, it knows that it has lost the chance to win the championship and has been in a low mood since it left the arena.

After arriving at the stadium, Sir Torino raised his head, his eyes regained some spirit, and he looked at the horses in the distance with bright eyes.

Seeing that Parker had more radiance in his eyes, he said in surprise: "Hi man, have you seen that my girl seems to be different from before."

Wang Bo cooperated and said, "Yes, I feel like it wants to run again."

The Heart of the Folk has been upgraded to level 2, which has a stronger attraction to animals. The animals can also feel that this grassland is different from other places.

Parker thought it was the horses galloping in the distance that attracted the Turin Jazz. He said, "It seems that this girl is too lonely. I should have thought of it for too long!"

Wang Bo continued to echo: "Yes, horses are originally social animals. Like humans, they need companions."

Parker asked, "Are those horses the same clan of the rich gold? Did the rich gold come out from where?"

Wang Bo nodded and said, "Yes, this is my wild horse herd, but now they are tamed very well. You can go and take a look later. They are all very good in appearance."

Parker is an enthusiast of horse racing, and is considered half an expert.

Even if he was separated by a distance, he could see the extraordinary nature of this herd of horses.

The galloping of horses is a very shocking scene, and these horses run extremely fast, running wildly on the grass, trampling on the ground, trembling slightly, and their momentum is even more shocking.

Parker then had some thoughts and asked, "What are your horses planning? Are you going to send them to the stadium or what? Are you interested in selling them to the outside world?"

Wang Bo hasn't thought about this problem yet, mainly because it has not been shown in the market.

Since Parker asked, he had to give an answer: "It depends on fate. If they can meet the right owner, of course I am willing to fulfill them."

The Turin Jazz cannot be put into the herd, after all, this is a purebred horse. If you are boycotted or even injured in the herd, it will be very troublesome.

Even if the horse herd accepts it, there is another hidden danger, which is to ask the stallion to mate with it, so Parker will suffer a lot.

But the Turin Jazz still ran, Parker rode it himself and ran on the grassland.

Judging from the appearance, the Turin Jazz is much more elegant than the Mustangs. Yes, the horse also has temperament. The Turin Jazz is elegant and elegant, which is not found on the Mustang.

But this does not mean that the wild horses are much worse than it. The wild horses are equally outstanding. Their temperaments are unruly and wild, and they can only be said to have their own advantages.

Parker rode a horse here, while Wang Bo went to prepare for the evening championship party.

The central square is still under intensive construction, and can only be put into use in spring at least.

So, this celebration party is still on the beach by the lake.

If there are Maori people, Hangyi is indispensable. There are two large pits next to the beach. This is Hangyi pit that is used all year round. Asulu arranged for people to burn stones and prepare food.

The seven major restaurants in Baita are also running, and the party is in the form of a buffet, so naturally they are preparing the dishes needed for the buffet.

In the evening, huge bonfires began to burn, and dark red flames rushed straight into the sky under the winter wind, making the faces of the surrounding fire-growers red.

The central government set up a stage, and the sunset group went to Auckland. Wang Bo re-recruited a group of resident singers, and this time he attended the party.

The passionate voice was released from the player and spread around. The Xuanhe family, who liked to be quiet, flew away, leaving a few rolls of eyes.

A group of blue ducks swam over curiously. They were protected birds and no one dared to touch them.

However, these guys were also very alert. Some people immediately waving their tails and crawling into the lake.

Wang Bo arrived at the lakeside in a newly repaired jeep and saw Ben McGee wandering in the crowd, like a butterfly, holding up the wine bottle from time to time and laughing. It seemed that the PR was very successful.

Wang Bo gave Atulu a wink, who understood what he meant, waved to a Maori man and said, "Cakabrita, go and bring a few guys and our second mayor to drink a few more drinks. I think he likes drinking very much."

The Maori man showed a tacit expression: "Use deadly force or beer?"
Chapter completed!