Buy It!

Just as Chen Mo reached the side of the row of houses, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from the direction of the stables at the back and charged straight towards Chen Mo.

When Wade and the other two following behind Chen Mo saw the charging horse, they all looked surprised. Was this the wild mixed-breed pony that the horse farm owner had mentioned?

But looking at the size of this horse, it doesn't look like a juvenile at all; it is clearly much taller than those large adult Thoroughbreds!

Chen Mo looked at the horse charging towards him with a smile on his face.

The horse's coat was jet black and glossy, without a single other color, except for a white hair that looked like lightning on its forehead.

Its body is tall and slender, with long, bulging muscles that contract rhythmically as it runs. Its long, powerful limbs move lightly and nimbly, with a very long stride and clearly defined joints and tendons.

Its long, thick, and straight neck tilted forward, its head held high, neighing and roaring incessantly, its huge, dark, and bright eyes filled with pride and stubbornness.

Looking at the Mustang running free in front of him, Chen Mo couldn't help but think of his mount in the world of Underworld, Thunder!

They look very similar, and the horse's size is similar to Thunder before he enhanced it. Most importantly, Chen Mo really likes its spirit of not wanting to be confined and its stubbornness and wildness. Chen Mo made up his mind to buy it!

But before that, he has to stop it first.

Although the horse escaped, it had no intention of harming anyone. Upon seeing Chen Mo, it slightly changed direction and was about to run past Chen Mo.

However, just as it rushed past Chen Mo quickly turned around, put his left hand on its back, and with a powerful leap, easily flipped himself onto the horse's back.

After mounting the horse, Chen Mo squeezed his legs tightly against the horse's belly and grabbed the thick mane at the back of the horse's neck with both hands, firmly settling his body on the horse's back.

The oversized foal named "Musket" was galloping along freely when it felt someone on its back. The joy in its eyes vanished instantly, replaced by intense anger.

The horse, which had been moving lightly, suddenly began to lurch violently, trying to throw off the person on its back. But no matter how hard it tried, the person on its back remained firmly on its back. Moreover, the two legs clamped around the horse's belly began to tighten more and more, like an iron hoop that made the horse's bones ache, and it even gradually became a little breathless.

The intense exercise required a sufficient supply of oxygen, and the difficulty in breathing quickly caused it to lose the strength to run. Its steps became heavier and heavier, and its struggling movements became weaker and weaker. In the end, it had no choice but to stop and stand quietly in place, letting Chen Mo ride on its back.

Seeing that it had stopped struggling, Chen Mo slowly released its legs, allowing it to breathe again. After feeling its body regain its strength, a light appeared in its eyes again. It exerted force with its front hooves, and its upper body was raised high. Its entire back was almost perpendicular to the ground, and it stood up by supporting itself with its hind legs. Chen Mo, who was riding on its back, was also lifted to a height of more than two meters.

"Hiss!"

It couldn't help but let out a triumphant hiss, its eyes filled with stubbornness.

But before it could shake off the restraints on its back, the next moment, those iron-like legs tightened around its belly again, and at the same time, a pair of large hands grabbed its thick neck and pulled it backward forcefully.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

It stubbornly shook its head and hissed as it struggled forward to maintain its balance, but the arms that were wrapped around its neck exerted even greater strength, tightly constricting its neck and causing it to involuntarily lean backward.

It felt that if it struggled any longer, its neck would be broken!

Seeing that it was about to lose its balance and fall backward, it finally had to compromise, quickly putting its upright body down and its front hooves back on the ground.

"Huff! Huff!"

Feeling its legs, which felt like iron hoops, relax on its abdomen, and its neck being released while it gripped its mane again, it breathed heavily. This time, it dared not try again. The one riding on its back was simply a monster, even stronger than itself. But precisely because of this, facing a being stronger than itself, even one that made it feel threatened with death, it obediently chose to tame, standing still and no longer running.

When the stable owner, Ronald Burke, led his employees, lasso in hand, and hurriedly chased "Musket" around the corner, what appeared before them was not the departing figure Mercedes-Benz "Musket," but rather the tall Chen Mo sitting comfortably on horseback with his docile and quiet new mount.

Everyone stared in astonishment. Was this the same "Musket" that had just smashed through the stable gate, run away, and rampaged through the backyard, escaping from the crowd's encirclement?

Are you sure it's not another warmblood horse that looks just like "Musket"?

Ronald Burke walked to the front of the horse with a complicated expression, looked up at Chen Mo sitting upright on the horse, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "You can't judge a book by its cover."

He recognized Chen Mo's "Knight" SUV and knew its value. Although his horse farm had many horses worth millions of dollars, Chen Mo's car still demonstrated his wealth. Coupled with the two tall, strong, and imposing bodyguards, Chen Mo appeared to him as a wealthy young tycoon, or perhaps he preferred to think of him as a "second-generation rich kid," since Chen Mo looked to be only in his early twenties.

He didn't know how Chen Mo had tamed the wild horse in the short time they had chased after him, but he knew that the young man sitting high on the horse's back with a calm expression was not just a young rich man who liked raising horses, as he had previously thought. He was actually a very skilled rider!

It should be noted that this horse had no riding equipment such as saddle, reins, or stirrups, making it difficult to ride, let alone tame. Yet, the young man in front of him had managed to do it.

If he was only being polite to Chen Mo at first out of consideration for his status as a customer, now he genuinely admired Chen Mo. This young man had accomplished something that many of his experienced old horse trainers couldn't do: easily taming this wild horse that they had given up on.

"Mr. Chen, you really surprise me!"