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Chapter 18 Taming the sweaty horse named Silver Fang

 Because in its subconscious mind, apes that can walk upright seem to have very powerful fangs that can even kill animals from a distance.

I once saw with my own eyes that while my companion was drinking water by the lake, his life was suddenly taken away by such terrible fangs, and he never woke up again.

So reason defeated desire, and it stopped just three meters away, making a buzzing sound from its mouth.

This is a warning to the man in front of you not to get close to you.

"Don't worry, these are all yours. How about I step back now and you come and eat by yourself?"

Song Hao knew that haste makes waste, so he simply placed the crushed oats in his hand on the snow and backed away little by little.

Seeing this, Aaron, who was hiding under the tree and observing, breathed a sigh of relief. If he had just rushed up, he would have been kicked away by the horse's hooves.

Especially wild horses with violent tempers can easily crack the bones of an adult.

Fortunately, the little angel was not very patient. The two faced off for a few minutes. After realizing that Song Hao posed no threat to him, he slowly approached him.

The delicious food mixed with snow was eaten into his stomach with his mouth, and he couldn't stop at all.

Seeing that the oats were about to be eaten up by the opponent, Song Hao decided to attack and then carefully took a detour from the side.

"Good girl, eat slowly, I have a lot more here."

"Don't worry, you can eat delicious food like this every day from now on."

While making a soothing sound, he walked to the side of the horse, and then gently slid his palm over the other person's buttocks.

Repeatedly like this, it did not attract a particularly big reaction, which means that it can barely accept its intimate behavior.

"Just the last step..."

Before the little angel came to his senses, Song Hao, who was in great physical condition, turned over and sat on the horse, his muscles all tense.

And this sudden condescension made the originally relaxed sweaty BMW suddenly become restless, and even let out a piercing cry.

Next comes the real test.

Aaron in the distance shouted hurriedly: "Song Hao, hold on to its neck, but be sure not to be thrown off."

"I want to be damn sure too!"

However, as the saying goes, plans can never keep up with changes.

It wasn't until the moment he sat on the horse that he suddenly realized that he had forgotten a very important detail, that is, external factors.

It's an icy and snowy environment here. Not to mention whether my palms are stiff or not, even the horse's hair is covered with a lot of snow, forming a layer of ice slag on the surface.

Extremely smooth.

At this time, the frightened little angel was still jumping around, trying to use brute force to throw this dangerous human away.

There was really no other way. Knowing that he was about to lose his center of gravity, Song Hao could only take a desperate risk, and his body gradually moved backwards while shaking violently.

He clamped his round butt tightly with his legs and gave himself time to adjust his arms.

After all, compared to the slippery horse's neck, the abdomen, which mainly stores energy, is obviously warmer and the hair is drier.

Although he had beautiful thoughts, in the eyes of Aaron, who was not far away, this was a completely suicidal performance.

Because as long as the wild horse raises its forelimbs a little, all that is waiting for Song Hao is slipping and a fatal stampede.

"Calm down, calm down, I won't hurt you, girl."

Song Hao, who was somewhat powerless, could only repeat these words over and over again, trying to make the other party not feel his malice.

After two minutes of spinning, his arms were numb and sore, and his abdomen also felt an indescribable discomfort.

Fortunately, when he opened his eyes slightly, he found that the sweaty BMW under him had stopped jumping on the spot and began to rush towards the spruce tree not far away.

"Hey, does this count as successful taming?" He had to ask Aaron, who was watching the battle.

"Don't be dazed, it's preparing to rub you off the tree."

The next second, Aaron's urgent reminder came to his ears, and Song Hao, who suddenly realized it, quickly adjusted his position.

Otherwise, if you pass by the bark of the tree at the current speed, at least a layer of skin will fall off your thigh.

So when the little angel galloped past the spruce tree, he could only tilt his body to the other side, trying to raise his thighs as high as possible to avoid it.

"Fuck, how long will it take? I'm about to die."

"It's almost exhausted, please hold on a little longer."

Finally, after a period of jolts that went from intense to soothing, the sweaty car underneath him slowly stopped, and someone’s hanging heart finally relaxed.

I don’t want to experience this kind of thing again in my life...

Then Aaron rushed over on his Shanti and asked, "Are you okay?"

The pale-faced Song Hao was lying on the back of the horse, not forgetting to touch its cheek with his hand: "It's okay, I just almost went to see God."

Anyway, as long as you can take this hard-earned horse under your command, the previous risk will be worth it.

When the little angel saw Shanti under Aaron, he kept coming up to greet her, but it was a pity that the macho man was not interested in it.

Now that you have your own mount, you must give it a beautiful name, just like humans.

So Song Hao looked at its flawless white hair and murmured: "I want to call it Silver Fangs, what do you think?"

After all, it is like a ray of silver light in the snowy field, which can be used as a fang for one's sprint.

Aaron frowned slightly and said jokingly: "Silver Fang, why does this sound just like your name? It seems like the naming style from the Eastern Continent."

Because since the end of the last century, a small number of Asians have actually crossed the ocean and come to this land to make a living.

Among them, there are many Chinese people with typical characteristics. Their minds are very bright and they are suitable for being property accountants for the nobles.

Of course, most Asians are still not treated well by Americans. They think foreigners are disgusting cockroaches who only deserve to do hard and tiring work.

Such as lumberjacks or coal workers.

Song Hao wanted to change Aaron's rigid thinking, so he smiled: "Do you know where our American history and civilization came from?"

Aaron, who looked confused, answered tentatively: "Developed from the city?"

Song Hao was amused by his ignorance and ignorance, and then explained: "American civilization is based on the habitat of the Indians. We used gunfire and cannonballs to force them into the forest, in exchange for today's tall buildings and steel

."

"Even so, it has only been more than a hundred years so far, and it can even be considered a fragmented and fragmented country."

"But do you know how many years of civilization the Chinese people in the Eastern Continent have?"

Aaron naturally couldn't tell, and there was a hint of embarrassment and curiosity in his eyes.
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