Mad Cow Bill II allowed Zhao Chuanxin to set the pace and jump along with his body movements.

In this way, Zhao Chuanxin can predict and make it easier.

One minute has passed.

Mad Cow Bill II was a little tired from dancing and was panting heavily.

The audience in the venue became silent.

Some people couldn't take their eyes away from Zhao Chuan's performance, while some people turned their attention to the stopwatch.

Everyone wants to know when this unprecedented rider fell off his horse...and his cow.

But they were disappointed, because it was impossible for Zhao Chuanxin to fall.

He has adapted to the rhythm, like a tarsal maggot, firmly stuck to the cow's back.

Two minutes passed, and Mad Cow Bill II was exhausted.

It gradually stopped jumping...

The audience is even more confused!

Did this guy subdue a cow?

Only Wilhelmina stood up and raised her hands: "You are the best!"

If Zhao Chuanxin felt something, he raised his hand and waved towards her.

Wilhelmina is excited, as if fans have received a response from their idol.

Then, Mad Cow Bill II stopped moving at all.

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips and jumped off the back of the bull.

Mad Cow Bill suddenly laughed.

And those staff members remembered what Zhao Chuanxin said before.

He said - he will not fall.

At first they regarded Zhao Chuanxin as a joke, but now they feel more like a joke.

It’s just like playing.

At this time, changes suddenly occurred.

Mad Cow Bill II suddenly went crazy and rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin.

This guy is evil!

The strength of an ox is greater than that of a horse, but only greater than that of an ordinary horse.

Like Mishan, the tonnage is no worse than that of cattle.

Oxen can pull nearly a thousand kilograms of cargo at most, and Mishan can probably pull even more.

Zhao Chuanxin dares to compete with Mi Shan, let alone Niu?

Zhao Chuanxin was not too surprised when he saw it pushing forward.

He turned sideways on his heels to avoid the sharp edge, and then suddenly reached out and hugged the cow's neck.

With a clever move, he shouted loudly: "Pour it down!"

Mad Cow Bill II, who was already exhausted, collapsed to the ground!

The whole place is silent!

Mad Cow Bill slapped the railing, and his mind couldn't help but think of the gladiators in the Colosseum in ancient Rome.

The scene is shocking.

"Chen Yigeng, Chen Yigeng..."

What was more like the Colosseum was that the whole audience began to uniformly shout Zhao Chuan's pseudonym.

Many years later, street stall literature became popular. Enthusiasts claimed that in New York in the early 20th century, there was a martial arts master named Chen Yigeng who knocked an adult bull away with one punch and broke a ten-centimeter iron pillar with one kick...

There were screams and screams at the scene, but some people also changed their minds.

Just today, wanted notices were posted everywhere outside the New York Police Department: Chen Yigeng, a fugitive from Xinxin Prison, is extremely dangerous. If found, report it immediately for a reward of 200 yuan!

Not many people see this kind of thing, but there must be some.

Whether they were bounty hunters, policemen, or ordinary people who were concerned about current affairs, they all started to commotion when they heard Chen Yigeng's name.

There were too many people on the court, and Zhao Chuanxin didn’t even notice it.

He put his arms around Mad Cow Bill II's neck and patted the cow's face gently: "Are you convinced?"

"Moo..."

Seeing that it didn't dare to act recklessly, Zhao Chuanxin let go.

Mad Cow Bill on the stage widened his eyes when he saw Mad Cow Bill II standing obediently next to Zhao Chuanxin.

It was carefully cultivated and full of aggression, and it just stopped?

Mad Cow Bill II even looked at Zhao Chuanxin with some fear.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted to the stage: "Okay, give me all the breeding cattle and this Mad Cow Bill II."

The staff looked at Mad Cow Bill, asked for his permission, and went to work with the breeding cows.

The breeding bull was brought in. Zhao Chuanxin didn't know anything about cattle, but he saw that this bull had a wide back seat, thick uprights, and relatively beautiful colors.

Since William Hopper cares so much, it should be good to think about it.

Mad Cow Bill II is eager to try and seems to want to go against the breeding cow.

Zhao Chuanxin glared at it, and the guy immediately canceled his attacking stance and bowed his head.

William Hope came down, followed by Mad Cow Bill.

William Hope's face was full of excitement: "Boss, you are simply a born cowboy. It really surprises me..."

"Nonsense, I am the boss and you are the natural cowboy. If you dare to break your legs again, I will break your legs."

"..."

Mad Cow Bill's old face was full of smiles: "Congratulations, Chen, your strength is worthy of these rewards."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said: "I don't agree. I think the rewards are not worthy of my strength. How about you add more?"

"Pretend I didn't say it." Mad Cow Bill walked up to Mad Cow Bill II and touched its neck: "Man, you are leaving me."

Being able to call it Mad Cow Bill II shows how deeply the old man feels about this cow.

It doesn't matter if Zhao Chuanxin wants to be such a combative bull, he might just cause trouble.

He said: "Since you two have a deep relationship, you might as well convert the money and give it to me."

Mad Cow Bill shook his head: "How can that be done? We men in the West must keep our word. If the audience knows that I have not kept my promise, they will no longer respect me."

If nothing else, this old man has business acumen.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded, so be it.

If it doesn't obey, I'll kill it and eat its meat.

Mad Cow Bill suddenly said: "Chen, I have a suggestion. Why don't you go to the West with our performance team? Your talent will make you a lot of money."

"It's just adding to the chaos!" Zhao Chuanxin was very annoyed: "I already have so much money that I don't know how to spend it, and you still want me to make a lot of money. What's your intention?"

Farke!

Mad Cow Bill turned and left.

Annoying!

……

Madison Square not only has a Wild West show, but also a gun show.

John Browning dragged his tired body out of the gun show.

During this time, he spent most of his time at the gun show, and occasionally went to Ethan Manor to wait for the owner of the manor and Freddy Pavitt.

Running back and forth was too much for his old body.

After leaving the gun show, he sat down to rest by the flower bed.

He had been standing all day and his feet were a little swollen.

At this time, some people walked out of the Wild West performance venue nearby.

These people were walking in a hurry, sneaking and anxious.

After a while, a group of police officers with live ammunition were looking for bunkers nearby. Some even went to the commanding heights of the roof, pointing their rifles at the gate of the Wild West venue.

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John Browning was stunned.
To be continued...