Chapter 340
Several bald men rushed up to the frightened horses courageously and spread their arms, intending to grab the horses’ necks and press them against the ground .
It was a pity that the scared horses were irritated by the constraints .
A black horse, which seemed to be the leader, neighed and stood up on its hind legs . Caught off guard, the rider fell off its back . Fortunately, his boots were out of the stirrups, so he didn’t end up hanging from the horse .
Unfortunately, the animal’s horseshoes kicked the man in the teeth . A tooth flew high in the sty .
"Careful!" Qin Guan shouted loudly, warning the rest of the crowd . The horses ran in different directions on Fifth Avenue .
The black horse locked its eyes on the strong man and headed for the crowd .
The angry horse was getting closer and closer . There was nothing else on Qin Guan's mind . Nobody wanted to be a hero anymore . All directions were blocked by frightened people .
Qin Guan cast a glance at Cong Nianwei . Then he made a decision . He threw his cap and glasses at her . "Stop running about! Hold the fence and squat down!"
His shout served as a warning for the confused crowd . Qin Guan was right . The fence would block the horse . Even if it jumped over the fence, it would run into a dead end .
Cong Nianwei caught Qin Guan's belongings . Her face was pale as she looked at her boyfriend calmly .
Qin Guan stomped on the fence and leapt high towards the running horse . The horse fell on its back . Before it could come back to its senses, Qin Guan stepped on the stirrups and tightened the reins .
Using his other hand, he patted the horse gently on the belly .
It's alright, honey . Everything’s alright . Let's go home .
His legs clamped around the horse’s belly, and he used his mouth to hold the reins . After a few seconds, the black horse gradually stopped moving .
The people in front of Qin Guan were quiet and calm, unlike the unruly crowd behind him .
Qin Guan didn't feel the difference . He wiped the sweat off his forehead .
"Good boy, good boy . " He patted the horse’s back and turned his head to Cong Nianwei .
A golden ray of sunshine fell on his face . His tall nose made him look like a Roman sculpture . Smiling gently at his girlfriend, Qin Guan stood up before the crowd .
"Wow!"
"Good boy!"
"Such a handsome boy!"
"Hush . . . "
Screams and whistles fell and rose around them .
"Have a bottle of beer, young man . My treat!" An old man threw a bottle of beer at Qin Guan . A black bra followed . It had been thrown by a pretty girl .
Qin Guan glanced at her red lips and then peered at Cong Nianwei .
He picked the black lace bra up with his fingertips, as if it was a hot potato, and handed it to Cong Nianwei . He noticed that it was an F-Cup .
"It’s Triumph . I wonder if flea shops accept fancy underwear . "
Qin Guan was disappointed . Cong Nianwei only wore a B+-Cup . I’m doomed .
He cast a guilty glance at Cong Nianwei, who signaled for him to get down from the horse .
Qin Guan jumped down obediently and walked up to her .
He was prepared for a slap on the face, but surprisingly, Cong Nianwei hugged him tightly . Even cold iron bars couldn't separate their hearts .
"Are you an idiot? We should have run away . How come you were so confident with that horse? Let’s squat down at least . There are policemen who are able to control them . "
Indeed, the chaos had been settled by the police and security staff . The horses were silently taken away .
Cong Nianwei was about to say something again to cover up the horror of losing Qin Guan, but she collapsed in his embrace instead .
The best elements of the US were perfectly embodied in the two Asian lovers: world peace, romance and fierce conflict .
Everyone applauded them, making them blush deeply
They escaped as quickly as they could .
"Hey! Wait!" Someone pulled at Qin Guan's loose T-shirt from behind . Luckily, they had reached a corner far from the noisy parade .
It was a fashionable guy, one of the weird people who walked the New York streets . He handed Qin Guan his business card politely . The words "Starlight Media" were printed on it . The pink feather on the man’s head was trembling nervously .
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