"My sweat-blooded BMW can travel thousands of miles a day. You actually said that you have to lose if you run a hundred meters. Okay, boy, just wait for death!" Mr. Wang said angrily. He didn't believe that a little donkey could run past his sweat-blooded BMW.

Immediately afterwards, amid the cheers of everyone, Mr. Wang led the sweat-blooded BMW and Lin Tian led the donkey and came outside together.

Lin Tian stared at a stone tablet not far away and said, "That stone tablet is about a thousand meters away from our current location. Let's run together. Whoever runs to that stone tablet first will win."

"Okay." Wang Shao agreed.

He pulled the saddle, jumped and climbed to Ma'anshan. From the posture and degree of his horse, he could tell that he was definitely an equestrian master.

At this moment, Lin Tiancai found that his little donkey had a saddle.

Mr. Wang saw Lin Tian’s embarrassment, miraculously returned to his kindness, and shouted, “Hurry up, get him a pair of saddles.”

The entourage beside him smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, his little donkey is too small, and the saddle is useless."

"Ha ha ha ha……!"

What he told the truth immediately attracted a group of people to laugh.

Lin Tian had no choice but to slowly carry it on, thinking: If there is no, there is no, let’s deal with the riding, anyway, you can’t run fast and you can’t fall.
Chapter completed!