Umamusume's days are numbered

She turned the car stereo up to full volume and floored the accelerator. The speedometer needle visibly climbed higher and higher.

Everyone, including Platinum, turned deathly pale, as if a sudden force had pressed them down on their shoulders. The wind outside had become so strong that even with the stereo turned up to its maximum, the jazz music sounded muffled and indistinct against the backdrop of the wind.

"Golden Gun Sixty!" Platinum trembled, feeling dizzy and lightheaded. His head was filled with the roar of airplanes, the sound of wind, and the sound of jazz music. It felt like an elephant was stepping on his stomach, and he was about to vomit.

"Haha, don't worry, they can't catch up." Jinqiang Liushi laughed heartily, leaving car after car behind, even the two black sedans following her. She gripped the steering wheel with one hand, constantly changing lanes and overtaking, making it seem as if vehicles traveling in the same direction were constantly rushing towards Baijin and her group.

Even so, Jinqiang Liushi still had the time to free up one hand, uncork the glass bottle on the car door, pour himself half a glass of amber liquid, then raise the glass to the moon in the sky, clink it against the car window as if toasting, and drink most of it in one gulp.

"That's not what I'm worried about!" Bai Jin's face was deathly pale; now she was just like Hai Du. "I suspect if this keeps up, we're going to get hit and killed!"

Amidst the cacophony of sounds, the car veered off the bridge and continued its reckless rampage across the open road. Jin Qiang Liushi's phone rang incessantly; she turned it on speakerphone and tossed it onto the windshield.

"Hey? Uncle He, have those foreigners caught up yet?"

"Sixty, stop the car right now!" Uncle He's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone. "The traffic police have been dispatched, and even the police chief called. Now everyone knows you're speeding recklessly on the main road!"

Jinqiang Liushi glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the alternating blue and red police lights. Traffic police on motorcycles were chasing after them, while the bright red convertible was nowhere to be seen.

"Uncle He, it would have been better if you had made the call earlier. I can't stop now."

"Why?" Uncle He on the other end of the phone was stunned.

"Because I just drank half a glass of champagne." As he said this, Jinqiang splashed the remaining bright yellow liquid from his glass out the car window. The amber liquid formed a thin line and scattered in the air.

"Welcome to Hong Kong!" Jinqiang Liushi grinned and laughed heartily. Amidst Baijin's terrified expression, he stepped on the gas and stretched out a hand, raising it into the air as if he could grasp the moon.

Episode 80: The pork cutlet rice was quite delicious.

"Uncle He, I knew you would come to pick me up." Jinqiang Liushi smiled and wanted to pat Uncle He on the shoulder, but was forced back by Uncle He's stern gaze.

"I should have made you spend a few days in jail, otherwise you'll never learn." Uncle He pushed the Golden Gun Sixty into the passenger seat and scolded, "Do you know how many eyes are watching you? Do you know how important your name is?"

"You are the symbol, the face of Hong Kong horse racing, and the banner for all Hong Kong female racehorses! Is this how you set an example?"

"If your antics are exposed, all the reporters will come after you like sharks smelling blood. What will those racehorse girls who have always targeted you think then?"

"What's the big deal?" Jinqiang Liushi leaned back, his arms crossed behind his head, his beautiful deep blue hair, which looked as black as black, cascading down his back.

She looked at the roof of the car, found a comfortable position to lean back, and then continued, "I'm just a racer, that's about all I'm good for. Even without me, there would be other champions."

"It's just a scandal, that's all. When idols fall from grace, you can just find another one."

Uncle He gripped the steering wheel and remained silent for a long while before sighing, "Sixty, there are some things I have to say."

“You’ve been really acting strange lately. You would never have said or done things like this before.”

"Could it be that those two losses still have too much of an impact on you? Sixty, no one can be invincible; there will always be a match you lose..."

"Okay, okay, I got it." Golden Gun Sixty closed his eyes. "The treatment at the police station is really bad. I didn't sleep well all night. I'm going to take a nap first."

After she finished speaking, she remained silent in a steady voice, as if she had truly fallen asleep.

Seeing this, Uncle He could only shake his head helplessly and start the car.

Golden Spear Sixty, what are you thinking?

Even this special competition was organized unilaterally by Jinqiang Liushi.

A horse girl's career is very short. Kintō Sōro has been running for so many years, which is already considered a relatively long career, especially considering that he has maintained such a long winning streak.

No one can stay at their peak forever, and the end of Golden Gun's six-game winning streak shows that promising new talents are emerging. However, she still holds absolute dominance, and one or two wins or losses don't mean much.

Jinqiang Liushi's status was built upon years of victories in numerous matches!

"Oh, by the way," Golden Gun Sixty suddenly opened his eyes again, "what about our old friends?"

"They've all been arranged at the villa where the master used to vacation," Uncle He replied casually. "Are all your friends here?"

"That's about it. The rest of the girls who haven't arrived yet are a few newly debuted Australian racehorse girls recommended to me by a friend. But there aren't many of them in total. I think the old house should be enough to accommodate them, right?"

Jinqiang Liushi held up three fingers: "Haidu City, Aili Digital, swindler... I thought I had friends all over the world, but in the end, only three people were willing to come."

"This also shows that they are the best friends you can have for life."

"Haha, you're right!" Golden Spear Sixty laughed loudly.

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Platinum shifted its bottom to the right, bumping into Hai Du City's slender arm; then it shifted to the left, accidentally touching Aili Digital's finger, which Aili Digital immediately withdrew as if electrocuted.

Platinum then looked across the room, where a free-spirited black-haired racehorse girl had her feet propped up on the coffee table.

She wore only a black leather jacket almost covered in studs, revealing her wheat-colored abdomen and collarbone; a bright red phoenix tattoo ran from her right calf to her back, like a large bird perched on her waist; her pale, chapped lips parted to reveal a mouthful of sharp, shark-like teeth, each upper tooth engraved with a letter that, when read together, spelled out "VICTORY".

A veteran of American horse racing, the secretariat's only rival, an extreme sports enthusiast, a woman seemingly born for rock and roll—a con artist.

The swindler glanced at Haidu City from the left, and Haidu City's expression froze. He quickly picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip, but it took him a little too long. The swindler glanced at Aili Digital from the right, and Aili Digital exclaimed and quickly picked up the book in front of him.

The swindler then looked at Platinum in the middle, who immediately felt her hair stand on end and scratched her head, wishing she could perform a handstand for him right there and then.

You two have exhausted all your cover-up methods, what am I supposed to do?

Platinum's trip to Hong Kong was nothing short of magical.

Upon arriving in Hong Kong, he was approached by the Hong Kong King of Horses, who seemed quite aggressive. After finally getting into the car, the driver suddenly stepped on the gas and started speeding in the suburbs, eventually leading to his arrest.

So, on Platinum's first night in Hong Kong, his host's scheme was exposed. By the time he was finally taken to the villa, it was almost midnight.

Platinum, whose biological clock had completely transformed into Alice's, was already yawning constantly. She didn't even pay attention to the room assignments and went straight to bed after entering a guest room.

When he woke up in the morning, he found that Alice was gone, leaving only a message from her. It turned out she had gone to a forum early that morning. Platinum calculated the time and realized the forum lasted quite a while, meaning the evil Alice's control over him would inevitably weaken. This was the only happy thing that had happened since arriving in Hong Kong.

In short, as Platinum, all smiles and wearing a big shirt, rubbed her stomach as she walked down the stairs, she saw a conman who looked like he had just come from the film set next door sitting on the sofa.

Bai Jin's face immediately froze, and for a moment she even suspected that she had been robbed in her home.

Just as Bai Jin was about to sneak back upstairs, the swindler's fierce eyes were already fixed on her.

"Good morning."

This damn old, dilapidated staircase creaks and groans when you walk on it.

Going back now would be rather impolite. Platinum chuckled awkwardly as he walked to the opposite side of the conman, sat down on the sofa, and thought to himself, "I'm doomed."

"Good morning..." Bai Jin picked up the electric kettle with trembling hands and found that it was filled with boiling water. The water was still steaming when she poured it into the cup.

"Hey." The conman sitting opposite him suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice, and Bai Jin was so startled that he almost spilled boiling water on his hand.

Being scared is nothing to be ashamed of.

"Here's some tea." The conman stared intently at Platinum, making Platinum almost think that the other man was about to pull out a Smith & Wesson M686 and shoot him in the forehead at any moment.

"No, no, no need, I'll just drink water." Bai Jin had no choice but to pour the scalding hot water into her mouth with tears in her eyes. When she was halfway through drinking it, she heard the creaking sound coming from the stairs again.

So now it was Aili Digital and Platinum who were sitting on the sofa with their knees pressed together. Just as Aili Digital was almost reading backwards, a creaking sound came from upstairs again.

So, the ones sitting on the sofa with their knees pressed down became Hai Dushi, Aili Digital, and Baijin, looking like prisoners waiting in line to be executed.

Episode 81 The Swindler

She faced the world's most terrifying secretariat of horse racing emperors and became their lifelong rival.

Dominating the field with lightning speed, his frenzied footwork, burning like a raging fire, was terrifying.

This is the con artist, a racehorse girl who lives a life of unbridled freedom, completely unlike her name. Even under the heavy pressure of the Secretariat, she is a rebel who still forges her own path.

Now the rebels have turned into oppressors. Three people are crammed onto the sofa like sardines in a can, pushing and shoving each other, all watching the swindler's face.

Platinum nudged Alice Digital beside her with her shoulder. Alice Digital, aren't you the dual-wielding genius racer? Didn't you vow to catch up with all the racer girls? Break this deadlock quickly!

Alice Digital shrank back, burying her face even deeper into the book. Even though it was her own request, even though she was determined to seduce every single racehorse girl in the world…

I know that the racehorse girl sitting opposite me is an admirable veteran who deserves respect... But as the saying goes, some racehorse girls are only meant to be admired from afar and not touched. So I'll just make myself disappear and fly away as a little ladybug.

Bai Jin nudged Hai Dushi again. "Sister Hai Dushi, you look so mature. You must be a strategist who wouldn't flinch even if Mount Tai collapsed before you. And you're a champion who fought your way to the top in the world's most prestigious competitions. You must have a way to change our current predicament, right?"

Hai Du rolled her eyes. Sorry, I can't. If Hai Xingxing were begging me, I'd go through fire and water without batting an eye...

Platinum, well, he's not exactly a gold-spear 60, so he's not interested in white-haired kids.

Sorry, Little Platinum, but the adult world is cruel. Sometimes you don't need to be the fastest, you just need to be faster than your teammates. That's the way of survival in my city, Haidu!

Platinum was so angry her nose almost twisted. Did you two really expect me to break this deadlock?

Looking at the three people squeezed across from him, the conman with a row of earrings slowly exhaled.

"Hey, I'm talking to you guys."

It spoke! It spoke! Platinum's eyes widened, and he frantically winked at the two people beside him.

It's obvious, isn't it? She's about to draw her gun and open fire! She'll riddle everyone who disrespects her with bullets! She'll use her years of honed American Iaijutsu to chain them all together, then cut off their heads and pile them up!

It's obvious that you two weren't showing enough respect! Show some respect to the guy who worked tirelessly for two days and two nights to transport a truckload of weapons to San Francisco for local gang warfare!

Aili Digital exclaimed "Eek!" and almost buried her eyes in the book.

Based on my own experience living in the United States... these scammers have definitely fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood; otherwise, they wouldn't reek of blood. Conservatively speaking... they've taken ten, no, a hundred lives!

For her, killing must have become as instinctive as eating and drinking, and she probably can't control it anymore!

Hai Dudu's expression remained calm, though his hand holding the teacup was trembling slightly.

Don't spread alarmist rumors here. Hong Kong is a society governed by the rule of law. The United States is also a society governed by the rule of law, right? Not just anyone can shoot you. And how come you even came up with the background for the scammers?

Why transport weapons to San Francisco by truck? If every human life were used to build a concrete pillar, the Mississippi River would be filled with con artists.

We should treat everyone with a realistic and peaceful perspective. Perhaps a con artist may only have a fierce expression, but is actually a kind person...

Hai Dushi glanced at the swindler's face discreetly, then closed his eyes again.

That expression could only be made by someone who paved the entire Mississippi River with cement.

Don't even mention driving around for two days straight to transport weapons; I'd believe it if you told me a con artist bombed the Pentagon.

At least give us a chance to explain, right?

Since that's the case, why not just put forward a scapegoat and pin all the blame on her? I'm sorry, but I can't be the scapegoat; my sister is still waiting for me to come back.

The three of them blinked frantically at each other. The conman watched them silently as they sent in-game signals, and after a long while, he said, "Aren't you hungry?"

"I don't want to eat milk tea with hair strands!" Platinum shook her head in horror.

Back when I watched Hong Kong movies, there were scenes where characters would torture people by cutting strands of hair into small pieces, pouring them into milk tea, and then forcing them to drink it. Since hair is indigestible, it would get stuck in the intestines, causing excruciating pain.

It seems the scammer's real intention in asking that question was either to eat a child or to satisfy his own psychological needs.

Hai Dushi covered his face in shock. Oh no, had he already ruined his composure?

In the wild, if you're targeted by wild animals and show any weakness, they will swarm you and tear you to pieces. Unfortunately, it seems that Platinum will become the sacrifice this time.

Just then, Aili Digital tremblingly raised her hand, her expression fearful yet resolute.

The president entrusted me with this task... to make sure I take good care of this child...

Now that things have come to this, how can we back down!

I'm going to risk my life and the name of Ali Digital, who loves horse racing, to protect every adorable pony in the world.

Waaah, my three goddesses, you must approve of what I've done, right? Will I be able to ascend to heaven after this?

And so, this is how Aili Digital put it.

"Haha...I am indeed a little...hungry..."

Aili Digital!

Platinum looked at Alice Digital in disbelief, never expecting her to step forward at this moment.

Aili Digital!

Hai Du slowly shook her head, feeling both amused by Aili Digital's sacrifice and ashamed of herself in their presence. "Waaah, how despicable I am," she thought, "Starfish, I'm not worthy to be your sister."

The swindler's icy, knife-like gaze shifted to Aili Digital, his shark-like teeth slowly opening, exhaling a chilling breath.

Do you have any dietary restrictions?

"Uh...no?" Alice Digital was stunned.

"Where are you two?"