I didn't stay with Chen Longxiang for too long, and I left very quickly.

Rest days are always short, and I was back to work at the equestrian club very quickly.

Just as I was feeding the horses, I suddenly heard an exclamation from outside, and the neighing of horses.

When I got to the door, I saw a Mongolian horse going crazy. The man stood up, very fiercely trying to overturn the woman on his body.

This kind of thing is one of the most feared accidents in equestrian clubs, and a single equestrian lesson is thousands of dollars, and the working class simply can't afford it. Although these rich children have knee pads, arm pads, equestrian helmets and other protections, even if they rub a little skin and offend one, it is very troublesome.

The young woman looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in Louis Vuitton's luxuries, and looked like a wealthy lady.

She didn't seem to have any experience riding horses, and was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

This Mongolian horse is called "Wild Son", unruly, and usually crazy to death. I don't know which employee is so bold as to lead this undomesticated purebred Mongolian horse to ride this kind of daughter.

After the woman was thrown to the ground, she jumped up with a clean carp.

But she was greeted with a ferocious kick from the horse's hind legs.

A fierce horse breed that can withstand a low temperature of minus 40 degrees, with a height of one meter and three degrees, and a weight of nearly 700 catties!

It may not feel clear just by listening to the data, but if it looks like a small bulldozer in the countryside, it is probably this size.

If this hoof is kicked, it will kill you!

This young lady reacted extremely quickly, and she even dodged it stubbornly. The evasive action at that moment actually made me see the posture of Wing Chun in two points.

The horse trainer was anxious at that time, some people hurriedly cared about the woman's situation, and some people immediately wanted to control the crazy horse.

This horse is really crazy, after all, it is a fierce creature with a natural yearning for freedom, how can it tolerate being enslaved by others riding on its head?

The whip in the trainer's hand and the scolding in his mouth did not restrain the wild horse, but made it even more angry, as if he had struck it.

It was so fierce that it could be imagined as a small bulldozer crashing into a human.

There was a muffled "bang".

My eyes widened as I saw the trainer get hit headlong in the chest, and the whole person was thrown out of the way and then fell the grass.

His screams were so piercing that he couldn't get up clutching his chest. The people next to him were also frightened, and no one dared to go up to stop this wild horse.

I saw that the situation was not right, and immediately rushed over.

But after all, at a distance, I couldn't be faster than this purebred wild Mongolian horse.

The creature jerked its hooves and stomped on the trainer's chest.

"Poof!"

The trainer spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and was curled up like a shrimp by this terrible blow.

Not only are the internal organs injured, but also the bones can be broken!

And at this moment, I had already rushed behind Noko, and without saying a word, I slapped it the side of the abdomen.

Lao Tzu is not joking this time, he is really using his strength, just to provoke this brainless beast and make him divert his attention.

"Wing Chun?!" I heard the young lady's surprised voice, but I didn't care about her mind at all.

Because this terrifying monster, which weighs nearly seven hundred pounds, has been completely enraged by me.

It threw its head back and let out a long hiss, then turned and slammed into me.

Naturally, I didn't swell to match the speed of the creature, so I immediately used my dexterity, slammed my hands on its head, and then jumped onto the horse's back and sat reflexively.

Noko struggled unwillingly, and stood up again, trying to knock me over.

The horse's back was wide and spread my legs wide. It started to jolt so violently that it almost knocked me over.

Luckily, the saddles are soft and comfortable for these rich kids to enjoy, otherwise I wonder if I would have had a problem with that thing······

The thought crossed my mind, and I spun over my shape, slumping my weight on my horse, and struggling to hold on to the reins.

Under such a strangle, it angered the wild son even more.

It immediately flew and ran wildly, as if trying to break me free at high speed.

I was even in the mood to turn my head and shout at the stunned people: "Don't be stunned, send someone to the doctor!"

Then I had no time to care about their situation, so I had to clean up this evil beast that made trouble.

I had the feeling of flying—the wild man was running wildly, his pace up and down so great that he wanted to throw me off the horse.

The scenery on both sides of the world is rapidly receding, and this feeling of running at full speed makes me feel very excited and novel.

So I slammed my legs and slapped it on the neck: "Drive!"

I don't know if it's angry, the head horse snorted out of his nose, but he didn't stop running his limbs.

Just as I was about to clean up the head horse and give it a taste of power, it simply fell to the ground.

Not only that, but it also had the movement of turning over, trying to hold me down with its huge body.

Riding a horse, being so pressed by this behemoth, I'm afraid I can roll my eyes on the spot!

I simply rolled out from under it, avoiding the "Tarzan overhead".

The huge body of nearly 700 catties pressed against the ground, and I even felt the earth tremble slightly.

Seeing that I was freed, the head horse immediately rolled on the ground, supported on all fours, and stood up.

Not only that, but it held its head high and let out a long hiss on its toes.

"Damn, despise me?" I am stupid, Lao Tzu was actually despised by a Mongolian horse?

I couldn't stand it, and I rushed up in an instant.

As the head horse struggled to resist, I held it down on the back and rolled over again.

This indomitable will has allowed Noko's freedom to be constrained again.

Seeing that it was about to repeat its old tricks, I couldn't care much about it, so I controlled my strength, and my fists rained down on it.

A powerful fist slammed into its thick muscles, making a series of "thump" sounds.

Under the pain, the head horse neighed in anger and pain. It fell again, trying to crush me underneath.

This time, however, I learned well, and wrapped my hands around its lower abdomen and slipped into its waist and abdomen.

The abdomen is the vulnerable point of most mammals.

Without hesitation, I swung my fist and smashed it one after another.

Wing Chun, inch strength.

This set of combination punches injured the head horse miserably, and he kept struggling to fight back, but it was only in vain.

I am well aware that to tame this wild creature, it is necessary to use great force.

I rode on the lower belly of the head horse, like Wu Song beating a tiger, and beat it with my bare hands to make it suspicious of "Ma Sheng".

There was once Wu Song fighting tigers, and now Lin Fei is fighting horses.

The rich daughter looked stupid, her beautiful eyes widened, and her lips opened slightly.

She whispered, "Fierce man." ”