mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 378 Showing You What Pretending Is

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin caused public anger, Grenville Harper gloated: "If you talk nonsense again, you will be beaten to death by the crowd here."

Zhao Chuanxin rolled up his short sleeves with a smile, puffed up his biceps, and clapped his hands: "Come on, let me see who dares?"

These days, Zhao Chuanxin has eaten some fat layers outside the original muscle outline, making his muscles even more exaggerated.

The people around really dare not speak out.

Grenville Harper: "…"

Wilhelmina pulled his arm down: "Watch the game well, but unfortunately I don't think William Hope will win the championship."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Only five seconds? How many seconds can the champion ride?"

Now Wilhelmina is an expert who knows the rules.

"You have to ride for eight seconds to score. But very few cowboys can last eight seconds," she said.

Zhao Chuanxin blinked: "Joke, can eight seconds be called a real man?"

Wilhelmina naturally understood his pun, and blushed, "Don't talk nonsense, it's a joke."

The two flirted, and Grenville Harper was bitter.

He couldn't help ridiculing: "You go up, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for three seconds."

Zhao Chuanxin twitched his lips: "Shut up, little boy, I can ride a bull to death if I go up."

"Bragging."

"Ha ha."

Zhao Chuanxin stopped talking.

William Hope was nearly poked by a bull.

He climbed up the stage in a panic, and after dodging the violent bull, his face was full of disappointment.

He felt that he must have missed the bull.

As long as Tom Meeks persisted for eight seconds, there was no need to compete, and the result could be announced directly.

In the auditorium, someone angrily tore up some ticket in his hand.

Zhao Chuanxin asked curiously: "Xiaona, what are they tearing up?"

"It's a gambling ticket." Wilhelmina said clearly, "Someone organized the betting at the scene. Of course, this is done in private, because the law here does not allow it."

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the sneaky Italians wandering around in the auditorium: "Oh, those Italians should be the ones organizing the gambling game, right?"

Grenville Harper from behind interjected unwillingly: "Hehe, no matter how strong you are, you won't dare to go against the Italian Brotherhood."

"Hehe." Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "I don't dare, I'm afraid of scaring them to death, and I have to lose money."

He didn't know how fine the Italian Brotherhood was outside.

But Harry Vanderbilt in Sing Sing Prison had already been killed by him.

The rest of the people depended on his face to live.

In short, it will not be more brutal than the Japanese.

"You just blow it, nothing good will come of talking big, and you better hope it doesn't reach the ears of the Italian Brotherhood."

Grenville Harper was furious.

Zhao Chuanxin heard a hint of threat from his words.

He shrugged: "Yeah, it's best not to pass it on, or you won't have as much juice as you do."

Wilhelmina smiled and said in a low voice: "What are you doing with his common sense? Just ignore him."

"Hey, isn't this kidding fools?"

"You are..."

While speaking, an Italian came to Zhao Chuanxin's side: "Sir, do you want to bet?"

Zhao Chuanxin touched his pocket and took out a dollar: "Okay, I will buy Tom Mix to win."

Wilhelmina was stunned: "What? You traitor..."

The Italian scratched his head: "Sir, if you want to buy Tom Meeks, can you last for eight seconds? You can't buy two for one, and buy two for one."

Although Wilhelmina glared at him angrily, but being rich doesn't make you a bastard, it's a fun little gamble.

He didn't hesitate at all: "Of course I can bet."

Wilhelmina slapped him on the arm. "Traitor, you can't buy Tom Mix! We're in William Hope's camp."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Don't be so ignorant. If you win, you can still buy a hamburger."

"I'll buy you two hamburgers."

"You woman, it's wrong to do this, don't you look down on me? I don't want to eat anything!"

Italians are confused.

How are you doing?

He was a little impatient: "don't delay my business."

"Forget it." Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "It's not easy for me to earn a dollar. If I lose, half a day's wages will be gone."

The Italian said: "You..."

You fucked for a long time, why didn't you buy it?

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him with a smile: "You need to know how to manage time, the game will start soon."

Italy is very popular, but Zhao Chuanxin is right.

He hurried to ask the next one.

Glenville Harper took out the money: "I'll buy the one that lasts for less than eight seconds, and it costs ten dollars."

"Huh?" Zhao Chuanxin turned his head in astonishment, and when he found out that this bastard smiled at Wilhelmina ingratiatingly.

This is understand.

He spat: "Bah, lick the dog, nothing."

Finally, it was Tom Meeks' turn to play.

As soon as this person appeared, the audience exploded with astonishing lung capacity.

With a physique like Zhao Chuanxin, one can't help but sigh.

Tom Meeks is thin and has a hooked nose, but with thick eyebrows and big eyes, the sky is full and the ground is round, and he is more than 1.8 meters tall, he can indeed be called handsome.

Zhao Chuanxin commented: "Well, not bad, you can be twice as handsome as me."

Wilhelmina whispered, "You're the most handsome."

Grenville Harper huffed, "You deserve Tom Mixby too?"

"Indeed, compared with me, he can't get on the stage."

"Fack, you're the one who won't be on stage."

In fact, Tom Mix later became a Hollywood star, acted in many westerns, and even earned millions of dollars.

This was by no means a small amount at the time.

Known as the King of Cowboys.

The man was an excellent rider, but also very arrogant.

As soon as he came to the stage, he looked forward to being a hero. Before the competition started, he seemed to be a champion.

He first bowed to the audience to signal, and his demeanor was full of pretense.

This made Zhao Chuanxin a little upset: You dog, where I am present, how can you pretend to be aggressive?
What angered Wilhelmina and the fans of William Hope at the scene was that this guy actually made a provocative and contemptuous gesture towards William Hope.

But just like the boxing matches of later generations, the audience was very touched by the mutual provocation before the end of the game, and immediately climaxed.

Someone made a loud "shh", and someone applauded.

Wilhelmina put down her queenly airs, put her hands around her mouth and shouted to the crowd: "Get off the stage..."

"Be reserved, Xiaona."

"Don't talk, you can't see this kind of wonderful game in the Netherlands."

The game started.

Tom Meeks jumped onto the bull's back confidently, and the gate opened.

The bull jumped out like crazy and started bouncing.

Wilhelmina explained: "One hand must be held high, one arm holding the rein, and you can see that he is about to fall..."

However, to Wilhelmina's disappointment, five seconds, six seconds, seven seconds, eight seconds.

Eight seconds passed before Tom Meeks fell off the bull's back.

Even though he was full of pretentiousness before, but the embarrassment behind the falling cow is on par with William Hope, don't laugh at the second brother.

Also use both hands and feet to escape from the scene.

The scene is boiling.

That means there are champions on the horizon.

Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his chin: "It has long been said that if we buy him to win, we can make a small profit. Isn't it, fool?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Grenville Harper.

This unlucky ghost bought it for ten yuan.

Grenville Harper didn't care about money, but he was angry at Zhao Chuanxin's provocation.

"Hmph! You are the fool, you are a waste who can only talk big!"

"I don't want to listen to you saying that. If a real man like me is trash, then what are you? A piece of shit on the road."

"Really man, come on, go and try to see if you can hold on for three seconds?"

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up.

He looked at the chattering Tom Meeks on the high platform, who repeatedly gestured contemptuously at William Hope.

William Hope was so angry that he wanted to rush up to fight him, but he was held back tightly.

Zhao Chuanxin got up: "Hey, I am kind-hearted, so I don't see my employees suffering."

Wilhelmina grabbed him nervously: "What are you doing, don't listen to his nonsense, just watch the bull riding competition, it's very dangerous."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "William Hope, this dog, has been competing for so many days and has not done any work. We can't leave empty-handed. Don't worry, it's okay for a husband."

As he spoke, he patted her little hands and winked at her.

Grenville Harper's lungs were exploding, and his eyes were tearing apart.

He also stood up abruptly, pointing at Zhao Chuanxin: "If you don't go, you are a coward, a coward..."

Pale and powerless curses and provocations came out of his mouth.

I thought: It would be good to be pushed to death by a cow.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "Okay, I'm a coward if I don't go, if I go, you can call yourself an idiot in front of the audience."

"you……"

"do you dare?"

"It's not fair, you just got off the field and didn't say how many seconds you can ride."

"Then how many seconds do you say is qualified?"

"Three...no, eight seconds is the time for you to win."

"Okay, it's settled. If you dare to go back on your word, I will break your leg."

The chief secret service agent over there looked at the two of them speechlessly.

childish.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't wait for Wilhelmina to continue to stop him, so he ran a few steps and jumped into the field.

The audience was silent.

I, Cao... Is this person crazy?
The staff shouted: "Sir, please get out, this is not the place for you."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand and shouted loudly: "I want to participate in the competition!"

The audience seemed to have been poked at the G spot all of a sudden, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and shouted: "Let him participate, let him participate..."

Gradually, the voice became more uniform.

The faces of the staff are ugly.

If everyone is so unruly, the show will definitely not go on.

But seeing the high voice, the audience is the ancestors, and he has to satisfy the psychology of the public.

So he frowned and said, "Sir, please come to the stage."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the high platform over there, and started to run up with a smile.

He doesn't climb like William Hope and Tom Meeks.

Running to the front of the stage, Zhao Chuanxin jumped up suddenly, performed a front somersault, and landed firmly and steadily with an unbelievable elegance.

I am Cao, the audience is hi.

Where have they seen this before?
And this jumping ability is simply fucking inhuman, okay?

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the front of his chest and pulled it hard...

The short sleeves were torn apart by him and scattered all over the floor.

He bares his muscular upper body, revealing regular tattoos all over his back, and raises his arms upwards.

"what……"

The audience went crazy!

And the victor, Tom Meeks, was livid...

(End of this chapter)