Chapter 714

The rules put forward by the shooter are different from the regular dart competition.

As for this, Feng didn't realize that he was prepared for it. He didn't think that there would be someone to score in this dart competition in the bar.

But Brother Jue didn't expect that the other side would come up with a competition form

"Shoot an apple?" When the shooter said these three words, Feng unconsciously repeated them immediately, as if to make sure whether he had heard them wrong.

"Yes, shoot the apple." Sagittarius rolled a cigarette for himself, smoked a mouthful, leisurely way back.

"With darts?" Asked Feng unconsciously.

"With darts." The archer replied.

"Oh..." Feng unconsciously nods. His "Oh" doesn't mean he understands anything. He's just procrastinating.

Brother Jue knows that if the shooter is really a dart expert, it's not to say that he shoots apples. He can shoot cherries So, there must be a conspiracy in this development

"That Where are the apples? " After thinking for a few seconds, Feng unconsciously asked a very constructive question.

"On Yang's head." The shooter puffed out a smoke ring and calmly returned.

"Ha?" Feng can't feel a look at Yang. "Is that ok?"

"Of course." Yang frowned and gave a definite answer.

"That I'll make sure... " Feng unconsciously said to Yang, "what would you do if I accidentally threw the dart on your head or face?"

"Kill you." Yang calmly returned.

"OK ~ OK ~" Feng unconsciously wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, turned his head, looked at the shooter and said, "go on..."

The shooter replied while smoking: "during the contest. Yang tou will hold the apple and stand in front of the wall... " He pointed to a wall on the other side of the bar, "and we stayed at the bar and took turns throwing darts at the apples."

"Wait..." "What did Feng catch very keenly?" he interrupted. "Can Yang move when we throw darts?"

The archer smiled: "ha ha You're smart, Dave. " He puffed out his cigarette again. "Furfura - he can move, of course. He can move as he wants without dropping the apple from the top of his head."

"I'm afraid It's not fair... " I don't know. "As long as you two cooperate a little, I'll lose, won't I?"

"Hahaha..." The shooter laughed, "Dave You think too much, my man. " He put his hand on brother Jue's shoulder and smiled. "Why should I cheat? To win your temporary work permit? If I really want that thing, I'll just force you to hand it in with a gun. "

"Well This is... " I can't help but think about it. It's really that.

"To put it another way, it's not a formal competition, not even for the audience. Do I have any incentive to cheat, regardless of the stakes? " The archer asked again.

"It doesn't seem to be." I can't feel the way back.

"So..." The shooter stood up and paced the bar You don't have to worry about fairness. I can promise. In the face of every dart, Yang will try his best to dodge Whoever threw that dart. "

"I see." "You just want to find a master who is equal to yourself. But I'm afraid I'll muddle through. " It took him only a short time to figure out the other party's intention, "so, you put forward such a bet..." He pointed to his temporary work permit. "It's nothing to you, but it's not available to me. That's why you're betting on it. Let me do my best. "

"Ah As I said, you are a wise man. " The shooter pointed to brother Jue with a cigarette between his fingers. Show a smile.

"Well, let's talk about the other rules." I can't feel the tone when I say this. It basically shows that he has the right to win.

"Twenty one games in all." The shooter said, "no matter what the final score is, we have to play to the end."

Feng unconsciously held his chest in one hand, held his chin in the other hand, and raised his eyebrows. "That is to say, even if you won the first ten games, you won my temporary work permit In the remaining 11 innings, I still have the opportunity to ask you questions. "

"That's right." The shooter said, "opposite Even if you win all the first 12 innings and put an end to my possibility of winning, I will finish all the 21 innings with you as well. "

"There's no reason for me to refuse this rule that has an advantage for me." I can't feel the answer.

"Very well." The shooter nodded, and then explained, "in each round, each of them holds three darts and throws them in turn. Whoever hits the apple first will be regarded as winning. If no one hits after six darts are thrown, this round will be considered a draw. "

"How about a draw?" Asked Feng unconsciously.

"A draw is a draw." The shooter said, "my victories don't count, and you can't ask questions."

"Well, it's fair." I can't feel the way.

"Furfura - that's all the rules. No problem. Let's start." When the shooter said this, he took a last puff of smoke. Then he put out the cigarette end and stood up.

"Yes." Feng also stood up. As he spoke, he raised his hands, crossed his fingers and pushed his palms outwards, which seemed to be a warm-up.

"Wait for me first." Seeing that the two of them had made up their minds, Yang walked out of the bar and into a room in the corner of the bar.

A minute later, he came out with a basket of apples in his hand.

"I'm ready." A few seconds later, Yang put an apple on his bare head and stood calmly in front of the far wall.

"Do you want to attack first?" The shooter takes out six darts from the bar and hands them to brother Jue.

"Can I choose to attack first and then attack?" Brother Jue doubted.

"Yes." The shooter said, "but it's only the first set. Next, take turns to attack first."

"Then I must attack first." I can't feel the way back.

This is a very good account First of all, the first attack must have an advantage. As long as the first dart can win, the second attacker will not even have the chance to start. It will lose the game. Secondly, the person who chooses to attack first in the odd round can have one more chance than the other, because this dart game is a total of 21 innings.

"Then please." The shooter made a gesture of "please" and stood aside easily. Look around.

"Ha ha..." Feng didn't feel a sneer in his heart, "thief sun I think I have two brushes, so I despise the enemy, right Hum... I'm a man who is good at shooting at level C, even in the real world It's easy for me to fly an apple with a dart... "

At this time, brother Jue is confident and confident. At least 80% of him can hit the target.

Although Yang "can move the body" this point. It seems to be a variable, but considering its premise "to ensure that Apple does not fall from the top of the head" It's not enough. How much movement can he make under the premise of Apple overhead? At most, it's just a few centimeters of neck reduction or horizontal movement.

"Good! Look at my first dart! " Feng can't feel his elbows raised, his wrists working, a dart thrown

For a moment. He felt that he had won a game.

However

"Drink!" At the moment when brother Jue threw his dart, Yang suddenly drank the apple on the top of his head and stretched out his neck.

In a moment But the apple flew up vertically, and Yang's body sank down with the closing of his neck and tied up a big horse.

A second later, the invisible dart flew between the head of apple and Yang, and nothing was pierced.

After the darts had been swept, Yang straightened up again. Catch the apple with its head.

Of course, we all know The surface of the apple is uneven, and the top of the human head is not a plane. So when the surfaces of the two objects touch, the apple will roll out in a certain direction. Normally Apple will still fall to the ground.

But Yang can use his spring like neck, with strange body method and sharp head fine-tuning movements In two seconds, let Apple stabilize again.

"Well, to this extent, I also want to shoot the apple on my head?" Yang stands firm. Chaofeng unconsciously cast a look of disdain and said such a sentence in a rather disdainful tone.

"Hello..." Brother Jue was deeply shocked. He felt that his heart had been greatly hit and hurt, "is there any mistake? Have fun! It's not scientific... "

"It's really not science." Yang's face was unfathomable. "It's a kind of technology, a kind of technology that has been thoroughly honed and constantly studied and honed," he said solemnly

"You've been focusing on apple for 30 years!" "What is the most basic trust between people?" Feng cried

"Ah Know the profundity of the world of darts and fruits, young man. " At this time, the shooter came over from the side, looked up, looked down at Jue Ge and read.

"Why did my name suddenly become Japanese I was called a young man before... " What is the "dart nut" make complaints about? Is it only the interdiction area that you two know... "

"All right..." The archer ignored brother Jue's words and picked up his first dart. "Let's see What's the difference between a real "darter" and you

Feng can't help but hear another noun full of middle and second breath. He says with empty eyes: "isn't this messy setting made up by you temporarily..."

"Look at the darts!" The shooter shouted, using a group of old women's steps of Yangko, taking a virtual step and throwing his wrist.

At that moment, a small dart seemed to turn into a nimble viper, with copper light around it.

With the sound of the wind breaking, the dart made an arc in the air and flew to the apple on the top of Yang's head.

And Yang's side Not to be outdone. He turns around at a super high speed to make the apple spin hard. Then he pulls back and supports the ground with one hand. When the apple starts to fall due to gravity, he pushes it up against the ground.

So The apple also flew out of an arc, and it was a very high parabola, like drawing a "0" in the sky, and finally flew to Yang's head.

Pa -

two seconds later, the dart stuck on the wall. Apple, however, has yet to land.

It turns out Although the dart didn't hit the apple, the needle has rubbed