This woman's daughter was so tearful, before, her mother had always talked to herself, but in front of her, she kept talking to this strange boy, and she didn't say a word to herself, she was a little jealous of this boy.

Suddenly, a shocking horn sound penetrated into people's eardrums, and Xiao Xingchen suddenly felt his blood boiling.

Five matadors, dressed in bullfighting suits of various colors, ride horses of various colors. Around the five horses were about 20 people armed with long and short spears and long swords.

"The one in red is the main matador." The woman clasped Xiao Xingchen's hand with both hands and said. "My husband, every time he comes home from a bullfight, he tells me how he felt when he came out. At this time, he had a sense that he was God......"

Xiao Xingchen looked around, and sure enough, everyone's eyes fell on the main matador.

"My husband and son are more beautiful and ......mighty than this matador," the woman explained to Xiao Xingchen, as if reminiscing.

If it weren't for the fear of gaffes, Xiao Xingchen would have screamed! The main matador was dressed in a red bullfighting suit with gold trim that glittered in the sun. Xiao Xingchen felt a dreamy feeling, as if they didn't eat the fireworks of the world at all, but people who came down from the sky.

More beautiful and mighty than this main matador, what should it look like? Xiao Xingchen couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, he really thought: the one on the white horse wearing a red dress with gold trim is himself!

After a magnificent circumambulation, they retreated to their resting place outside the fence.

Suddenly, there was not a single sound in the bullring with 40,000 spectators.

From the gate of the fence on the west side, a bearded staff member in a strange costume opened the fence, and a brown-red bull galloped around the field, and thunderous applause broke out in the stands.

"This ...... It was the cow that stabbed my husband and my son to death......" The woman nervously held Xiao Xingchen's hand, her eyes spewing angry fire.

Xiao Xingchen clearly felt that her whole body was as tight as a stone.

Xiao Xingchen looked at this brown-red bull and felt that it was too strange, except for a white hair as round as the moon on his forehead, his whole body was brown-red, without any variegation. Xiao Xingchen even wondered if the white hair like the moon was faked by them.

The back of the cow is hung with a multi-colored ribbon, and if you have never seen a bullfight or heard someone else talk about it when the cow is galloping, if you just look at this picture, it is difficult for people to associate with the cow in people's impressions.

The breeze blows, as if to blow away the tension of the people, the fanaticism of the people, and the irritability of the people.

This breeze also made Xiao Xingchen's hands feel cool, because he and the woman's hands were sweating.

It is no wonder that this woman's daughter was jealous, she and Xiao Xingchen's hands were shaken, completely ignoring her daughter's existence.

Xiao Xingchen also felt this, but how could he Nini? The woman's wounded heart, and his own hand, at this time, may be the best medicine for her soul healing, how can he be embarrassed to withdraw his hand?

The oval field in the middle, surrounded by roads, is a colored pavement, and the bullfighting field in the middle is evenly paved with yellow sand three centimeters thick.

The sound of the brass band stopped abruptly, and after the referee shouted on the rostrum, the main matador in a red and yellow round pattern bullfighting suit walked towards the bullfight with a red cloth. He took a piece of cloth with one side red and one yellow, and began to shake it to the ox, making all kinds of graceful gestures.

"Auntie, what is he doing with that red cloth?" Xiao Xingchen held the woman's hand and said.

The woman's body was tilted towards him, and she thought of the boy she had never known as a son.

She said, "The cloth is called Bleka, and these cows are bison, and if you tease it with the cloth, it will be angry!" The woman began to explain to Xiao Xingchen endlessly.

For a while, all kinds of nouns poured into his mind. When he didn't understand something, the woman took the trouble to explain it to him repeatedly.

Xiao Xingchen felt that this woman was very amiable for a while.

"Where did you come from, you keep asking this and that, and people still can't see it?" The woman's daughter saw that her mother's body was tilting towards the boy at a sixty-degree angle, and her heart became more and more uncomfortable, and she couldn't help it, and she was embarrassed to say to her mother, so she said to Xiao Xingchen unhappily.

"Little sister, why don't you sit on my side?" Xiao Xingchen felt that he had snubbed the girl, and he really felt a little sorry in his heart.

"Cut ......" The girl rolled her eyes at him and turned her face away: "It's still a little sister, it's purely a lot of liars!

To everyone's disappointment, the main matador was holding a red cloth, and although he tried to maintain a graceful posture, everyone could see that he was very timid.

"If you want to watch my husband fight bulls, that's what makes it exciting! Even my son is much braver than he is! The woman knew that her daughter was unhappy, but she still held Xiao Xingchen's hand and said.

At this time, there was a sudden scene on the field: the main bullfighter was still two paces away from the bull, and then immediately left, but the bull seemed to be strolling leisurely and leisurely.

In the stands, there was a sigh of disappointment: such a matador is too boring to watch!

The brownish-red bull still slowly lowered its head, as if it was looking for herbivory.

If the main matador doesn't attack again, he will foul. Therefore, he finally attacked it, and after shaking the red cloth a few times, he stabbed the long sword under the red cloth at the brown-red bull. However, the ox was as nimble as a rabbit, and at once he dodged his sword, and continued to search the ground in the cold.

All the rays of the sun, at this time, seemed to be sucked away by the sword of the main matador and the gold ornaments on his clothing. The sword, which is one meter two long, and the gold ornamentation, shines with a charming light.

At this time, the main matador seemed to have overcome his fear, and the wheat-colored skin on his body, coupled with the muscle bumps all over his body, looked unusually beautiful. That face is even more resolute and resolute!

All the audience who sighed just now began to cheer for him again!

This confrontation scene stimulates everyone's brain nerves, and this matador gives people a pleasing beauty.

And this cow's lazy appearance gives people another kind of leisure and leisurely beauty! And in Xiao Xingchen's eyes, this cow doesn't put people in his eyes, it seems to be contemptuous of all people, your strength is just that God is confused by your rhetoric, which makes you strong, otherwise, what strength do you have?

Your sword is nothing but an external thing, and you only need to look at our natural weapons, the sharp horns, and you should not bow down before us?

The main matador again raised his arrow and attacked the bull. When he reached a meter in front of it, he stopped, he wanted to see that it was hiding there, and then stabbed a sword steadily, not doing useless work like just now, leaving a laughing stock.

The brown-red bull, seeing that he no longer attacked, took a few steps back!

The woman holding Xiao Xingchen's hand suddenly let go of his hand, stood up, and shouted in her voice as sharp as an awl, "Stab it, stab it!" ”

"Stabb it, stab it......"

One shouts, ten thousand people. Everyone's love has risen to the top, and they are shouting one by one.

The brownish-red bull was probably enraged by the shouts of the crowd, and suddenly assumed a tiger-like attack posture and pounced on the main bullfighter.

The main matador hurriedly retreated, slipped on his feet, and fell to the ground.

The staff immediately erected the main matador, if he was a step late, the bull would not have horns at all, its huge body of more than 500 kilograms, as long as one foot lightly stepped on the matador's body, he would die.

The brown-red bull did not chase as expected, but leisurely searched the ground, and then, turning his buttocks, pointed the tail in the direction of the matador.

The matador got up, and the brownish-red bull rushed at him again.

The matador was frightened and ducked.

Since then, the matador has been able to dodge and no longer be able to attack. Because the brown-red bulls attacked him more and more often.

However, the brown-red bull did not mean to hurt him once.

"What's the matter, the cow has become merciful and no longer hurts? If it were going to do this to my husband and my son, they wouldn't die......"

Before the woman had finished speaking, the brownish-red bull once again rushed towards the matador. After its repeated fake attacks, his vigilance was slowly relaxing little by little.

He had expected it to stop attacking like it had done the previous times, but it did. Rush him to the ground at once, and then, step on his head. Its feet were stained with blood and brains.

In this way, the life of a young man died in the amusement of the rich.

Xiao Xingchen stood up and placed his top hat and sunglasses on his seat.

"What are you going to do?" The woman hurriedly stood up and asked.

"I will slaughter this cow and avenge you, your husband and your son!" Xiao Xingchen said.

"You...... You can't go! The woman suddenly shouted.

Ye Qiuyun and the others were already stunned behind them: How powerful is the main bullfighter, and they are full-time bullfighters, they are all so dead, if you go, isn't that equivalent to going to death?

"Don't you want me to avenge your husband and son?" Xiao Xingchen was surprised.

"Child, I want revenge, but I don't want you to die in vain!" The woman almost shouted.

"I'm not going to die!" Xiao Xingchen said, in the passage, step by step, down the marble steps, resolutely walked down.

Of all the people in the stands, except for Xiao Xingchen who heard him say that he was going to a bullfight, no one else thought that he was going to a bullfight. Because, he is wearing a casual suit, like going to the supermarket, where is it like a bullfight? He didn't even have a red cloth in his hand.