Chapter 336
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A few bald American men charged valiantly and energetically towards the messy horses. They opened their arms in an exaggerated manner, giving people the impression that they could hold the necks of the horses like ancient China's military generals and press them to the ground.
It was a pity that the horses were irritated by the big hairy hands around their necks in the second half.
A black horse that seemed to be the leader of the group let out a long neigh. It raised its beautiful back and raised its front hooves high up in the air.
The rider, who was already flustered, was caught off guard and fell off the horse's back. Fortunately, his boots had left the stirrups and were not hung on the horse's body.
The brawny man who tried to become an American hero all by himself felt his vision blur. "Hey! A horse hoof with a manicured forepaw fiercely kicked the opponent's teeth.
The sun of New York is a dazzling red. The star-spangled flag is fluttering high in the sky. Eagle in the sky, have you skipped over the barren mountains? Can you take my fiery chest to fly with you?
A snow-white, crystal-clear tooth flew high into the sky of freedom along with the poetic chant in the man's mind.
"Not good!" Qin Guan shouted to remind the people around him. Because of the man's actions, the horses could no longer stay together. Instead, they ran around on Fifth Avenue.
The black horse's first target was the direction the burly man had come from. The people there were not good people, and they wanted to break its wings.
As the horse got closer and closer, Qin Guan had no time to think. No one wanted to be a hero anymore. The road was blocked by the crowd.
Glancing at Cong Nianwei out of the corner of his eye, Qin Guan seemed to have made a decision. He took off his hat and glasses and threw them behind him. "Don't run around! Hold the railing and squat down!"
Qin Guan's roar seemed to wake up the crowd. Yes, the horse would be stopped by the railings. Even if it jumped over the railings, it would still run towards the inner lane. Qin Guan's roar was the safest way to get there.
Cong Nianwei grabbed the clothes Qin Guan had thrown away. Although her face was pale, she still looked at her boyfriend calmly.
Stepping on the railing, Qin Guan jumped high into the air and rushed towards the horse, which was still running at full speed.
He turned sideways, grabbed the reins, and flipped himself onto the horse's back. Before the horse could react, his two feet were on the stirrups, and he pulled the reins back tightly.
Qin Guan's other hand was pressed tightly against the horse's back. He patted the side of the horse's body with his free hand, signaling for it to be quiet.
It's safe, baby. The terrible thing is over. Let's work and go home slowly.
The tightness of his legs not only gave him a sense of security, but also gave the horse a sense of need and restraint. The horse stopped rushing forward in panic as it stretched its head and pulled back its legs.
In less than a dozen seconds, the black horse hesitantly raised its hooves a few times before it stopped moving.
The crowd in front of Qin Guan was very quiet, which was a strange contrast to the chaotic background behind him.
Qin Guan didn't notice anything unusual. He wiped the sweat off his forehead unconsciously.
"Good boy, good boy!" Qin Guan patted the horse's back and turned his head to his girlfriend.
The golden sunshine shone on his face. His high nose looked like a Roman statue. Qin Guan smiled at his girlfriend in front of the quiet audience.
“OHOHOHO！ "You're great!"
"Awesome! Handsome! Handsome! "
"Hush!"
Screams and whistles were heard one after another.
"Come on, young man. Let me buy you a drink." An uncle with a red nose handed him a bottle of beer. Before Qin Guan could react, a black bra was thrown over his head.
A beautiful and enchanting red-haired girl threw her vacuum-packed bra at him without hesitation.
Qin Guan looked at her pouting red lips and unconsciously looked at Cong Nianwei.
He pinched the strap of his underwear as if it were a hot potato. Then he handed the F-cup black lace bra to Cong Nianwei.
"It's Chantelle's. I wonder if the flea shop accepts brand-name underwear."
As soon as he said that, he regretted it. You're asking for a beating if you give your girlfriend an F, whose chest is less than a C!
He looked at the expressionless Cong Nianwei guiltily.
To his surprise, the girl signaled for him to get off the horse without saying a word. Qin Guan got off the stirrup and walked over to Cong Nianwei.
As soon as he lowered his head, Cong Nianwei hugged him. Even the cold iron fence couldn't stop the passion in their hearts.
"Are you stupid? We should run together. How can you be so sure that you can subdue the crazy horse?"
"We can squat on the ground together. Someone from the relevant department will take care of it."
As expected, the police and the carnival security had already dealt with the chaos on the street. The horse behind Qin Guan had been taken away.
Cong Nianwei wanted to say something to cover up her overwhelming fear, but she was held tightly by Qin Guan's arms.
The Asian couple was the embodiment of what Americans loved the most. They had saved the world, loved each other, and fought fiercely.
Endless applause filled the air. Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei blushed as they separated from each other.
The two of them ran away under the enthusiastic onlookers.
"Hey! Don't go!" Someone grabbed Qin Guan's T-shirt from behind. Fortunately, they had reached the corner of the street and were far away from the parade.
It was a fashionably dressed man. He was one of the weirdos on the streets of New York.
He handed over the business card in his hand with some enthusiasm. The words "StarryLive Media" were written on it. The pink feather on his head also trembled slightly because of nervousness.
PS: Recommended book: Dynasty's Royal Cellar's Concentration Camp of the Great Gods. Although the setting is the same as history's first chaotic novel, the plot is completely different. Furthermore, it's too funny. It's a very serious and funny book. The author takes good care of me. He's a contradictory person. In reality, he's a person who can maintain a narrow heart. Furthermore, I'll throw him onto a tree and hang him on it whenever I'm free. He's very easy to bully …
The only time I was able to vent my anger was during Zhang's promotion. Normally, he was the one who beat me up. This flamer's mouth is too poisonous!
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