Besides, bullfighters are all pre-arranged, and not everyone who wants to fight can fight.

When Xiao Xingchen walked to the first row, he flipped off the railing and punched the side of the brown-red bullfighting body, which made it stunned for a moment.

The referee immediately shouted, and several staff rushed towards Xiao Xingchen!

"We're going to see ......"

"We're going to look at this young man today, not the matador......"

"Staff, get out of here......"

The roar of the people in the audience surged towards the referee like a tidal wave.

The referee urgently communicated with the boss, although there has never been such a precedent, the boss is very happy to have someone to fight, neither spending a penny, nor paying wages, and the audience is willing to watch, why not?

The staff leaves. On the center of the bullfight, Xiao Xingchen stepped on the yellow sand, and when he heard the cheers on the audience, he began to get excited: at this time, he felt that he was a real hero.

The brown-red bullfighter didn't take the plainly dressed guy seriously at first, because in many fights, the matadors all held red cloths and shook and pretended to be ghosts, and this guy actually played with his bare hands. So it turned around and walked towards him, step by step.

Immediately afterwards, the brown-red bullfighting bull thought to himself: If you don't give this guy some color, he really doesn't know how thick the sky is! Thinking of this, it suddenly chased after him like crazy.

The spectators in the stands cheered and all stood up.

The five people of his companions, except for Chen Wenjie and Ouyang Jiahui, Ye Qiuyun, Feng Yao and Jiang Yuyi all cried. Among those who wept were the woman and her daughter.

Xiao Xingchen ran desperately, but the cow was in hot pursuit. At this time, his mother and sister appeared in front of him, and they were all crying with tears in their eyes. He wondered: why did they appear, did he never see them again?

Mom and sister, don't worry, you will definitely see me!

Just now, Xiao Xingchen was in a hurry, and almost ran in a straight line. He thought: After all, a beast is a beast, how much wisdom can it have?

At this time, he was in the sand of the bullring, playing an S-shaped route.

This time, it really hurt this cow! Its huge body of more than 500 kilograms, how can this guy be flexible when it turns? The cow is big and has a lot of inertia, and when it turned its head, Xiao Xingchen had already easily turned it again.

Xiao Xingchen moved forward along the "S" shaped line, and since the ox was getting slower and slower, he could turn his face and run away facing it.

He ran easily, and he was tired.

The brown-red bull stopped at this point, gasping for breath.

The referee probably wanted to play something exciting, because all matadors have multiple weapons, so he asked a staff member to hand Xiao Xingchen the long sword.

Xiao Xingchen took the long sword, and later, he thought, what do I want this thing for? Killing is covered in blood, is it interesting?

The brown-red bullfighting bull saw the staff in flowery clothes handing over the sword, and said in his heart: Paralyzed, what's the matter? And the people who came to help, I'm not your kind, what's the matter?

Of course, the brown-red bullfighting bull does not have such thinking at all, let alone scolds paralyzed. This is what the audience guessed based on the table of the bullfight.

The audience's speculation was not wrong, after the brown-red bullfighting bull scolded a paralyzed sentence, it suddenly rushed to the staff member who handed the sword, and the horns of the bull were inserted into his fart ditch at once, picking up his whole body, and then, with his head thrown back, the staff member died of anger.

The bloody scene made those audience shout even more frantically. These paralyzed audiences, he doesn't care who lives or dies, if there is no bloody scene, they still don't come, what they want is this kind of excitement.

Xiao Xingchen deeply realized that he was with these drunken and dreamy audiences, not people of the same class. He considers himself a man of conscience, a shy man...... Oh oh oh, it doesn't seem to have much to do with shyness.

Xiao Xingchen threw the sword backwards and threw it in front of the rostrum.

"Ah......h

"That's a sword in exchange for life, how can you not want it?" These words were shouted by people with a little conscience.

"Haha, it's even better down there! The young man was impatient, and he was looking for death. If he commits suicide elsewhere and dies alone, how boring it is, in this way, he can die a vigorous death! ”

The audience's enthusiasm at this time has almost reached the breaking point.

The brown-red bullfighting bull couldn't understand it at this time, and it looked at Xiao Xingchen in a daze: Could this be a stunned person, like Hongmen Wednesday?

This idea, in fact, is not the idea of a brown-red bullfight, because it doesn't know anything about Hongmen Wednesday, and its idea is that Feng Yao, who is crying, makes up for this bullfight.

The enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I disturb, Xiao Xingchen still understands this guerrilla tactic. He was stunned when he saw it, so he rushed to it with a few arrows and punched it in the nose. He wanted to punch it in the eye, but he felt it was too cruel.

Just as he threw these few punches, the admiration coins in his consciousness flew overwhelmingly towards his silver basin.

Xiao Xingchen's heart was very happy.

When he came to bullfight, he thought that if he won the battle, he would definitely get a lot of admiration coins. And when he came down to prepare for the bullfight, he forgot about this stubble. He was just touched by the woman. He even felt that the woman had taken herself for her son.

He felt that he was a little ridiculous: he didn't go home during the summer vacation, he came to a foreign country to chase wolves for the sake of Mrs. Wei Chi, and he came down to fight bulls for a woman he didn't know.

However, when he saw these admiration coins, he felt like he had come to the right place!

People die for money, birds die for food, and what is the ultimate purpose of admiration for this coin, not for money, what kind of wealth is this?

Sad, sad, I didn't expect that I, Xiao Xingchen, had fallen to the point of dying for money, and at this time, I was still happy and complacent.

The brown-red bull's nose was sour and painful by him, its eyes opened suddenly, in his egg-sized eyes, this kid in front of him was as big as a baby, just such a big thing, he dared to hit me, if he didn't give him a little color, he really didn't know how thick the sky was!

So, suddenly, it chased after him again.

Xiao Xingchen knew that if he had sixty or seventy kilograms of meat, let it hit it with more than five hundred kilograms of meat, and he wouldn't use his sharp horns, so why not go to Lord Yama to report for duty? Perhaps, he won't be able to see Lord Yama at all, and even black and white impermanence is difficult to see, so he was directly dealt with by the ghost!

Therefore, he began to run again, and with the experience of the last running route, the brown-red bull could not find the north again, but it was still desperately chasing.

Running from east to west, the brown-red bullfight was already out of breath and stopped again.

At this time, it had completely shifted from strategic offense to strategic defense, and the focus of its defense was: It was his nose and eyes that he would never be beaten by him again.

Xiao Xingchen looked at the admiration coins in his silver basin, which was less than 10,000, and he wondered very much, he was so fierce, why didn't these guys admire him?

The reason, he thought, was that he only knew how to escape, and very little about attacking. It seems that these guys like to watch themselves attack.

Therefore, he quickly rushed towards the wheezing brown-red bull again.

Xiao Xingchen rushed towards the brown-red bullfighting, he was too tired to run. At this time, the bullfight only has the ability to parry, and has no power to fight back. It has its head bowed and its eyes and nose under the protection of its horns.

He rushed to it, jumped at once on the ox, rode on it, and grabbed its two horns.

Cow, I like such stupid people the most.

Niu thought: How can there be a stupid person like you in the world, don't you know, if you ride on me, I only spend a little force, and you will feel great power?

The cow has such feelings, and of course it does not think about such complicated things. This is what the referee thinks about for it.

Niu shook his head, and Xiao Xingchen felt a huge force swaying him from side to side.

"You idiot, do you want to die? You don't want a long sword, there are so many other weapons, don't you know how to use weapons? The referee roared desperately with a microphone.

"You're paralyzed, your whole family is stupid!" Xiao Xingchen was very unconvinced when he saw the referee scolding him, and he also scolded him.

However, the referee's voice could be heard by the whole audience. And Xiao Xingchen's words, no one can hear them, only he can hear them. Because the whole field was noisy, he didn't have a microphone, and one of his leather bags was still lost in Feng Yao's hands?

Poor Feng Yao was still crying bitterly, she hugged his bag tightly, she knew that this bag could not be called a relic now, but it would not be too long to be called a relic for a long time.

Ye Qiuyun hugged Feng Yao and cried, she remembered that Ouyang Jiahui often said in her ear in the past few days: Xiao Er's purpose this time is for money. Now look at him like that, he doesn't even care about his life, I don't know what he wants money for?

He didn't buy insurance from an insurance company, he planned to die so that his family could benefit. She can't think clearly of any matter what, a person who doesn't even want his life still needs money?

At this time, although the sun was like a fire, Chen Wenjie still took off his straw hat, and he was ready to pay a silent tribute to this hero's little brother.

If Jiang Yuyi hadn't been taken care of by her mother, she wouldn't have been able to shed tears for a month as a bride, and tears are not good for marriage. If it weren't for this great superstitious control, she might have hugged Ye Qiuyun and the others and cried at this time.

Ouyang Jiahui always firmly believes that people die for money, and birds die for food. Only she is the calmest, she is seriously analyzing Xiao Xingchen's motives for suicide.

The woman who kept talking to Xiao Xingchen just now touched the place where he had just sat with both hands, tears raining down, crying and counting as she cried. Her ability to cry is no less than that of a woman in Great Xia.

The woman's daughter couldn't understand that when she saw someone, her mother was closer than her own daughter of nearly 20 years. Compared with his mother, that nerd boy is as good as his mother: he talked to his mother for less than half an hour, and he was able to work hard for his mother!

"Ah......" Jiang Yuyi suddenly shouted nervously.

Ye Qiuyun and Feng Yao, who were hugging and crying, were nervous, and they didn't dare to raise their heads anymore, they estimated: Xiao Xingchen At this time, I am afraid that like the previous bullfighter, there are blood stains and brains all over the ground.