The rules proposed by the archers were naturally different from those of a regular dart competition.
Feng bujue was already mentally prepared for that. He did not think that there would be anyone who would score points for a dart game in a bar.
However ... Brother Jue did not expect the competition format that the other party had come up with to be ...
"Shoot an Apple?" When the Archer said those three words, Feng bujue repeated them like he was trying to make sure he did not hear it wrong.
"Yes, shoot an Apple." The Archer skillfully rolled a cigarette for himself, took a puff, and leisurely replied.
"With a dart?" Feng bujue asked again.
"Use a dart." The Archer replied.
"Oh ..." Feng bujue nodded. That 'Oh' did not mean that he understood anything, he was just buying time.
Brother Jue knew that if the Archer was really a master at darts, then he could even shoot a cherry, much less an Apple ... So, there must be a scheme behind this development ...
"That ... Apple, where should I put it?" After several seconds of thinking, Feng bujue asked a very useful question.
"Put it on Young's head." The Archer blew out a ring of smoke and calmly replied.
"Ha?" Feng bujue glanced at yang."Is that okay?"
"Of course you can." Young's face was tense as he gave a definite answer.
"ERM ... Let me confirm ..." Feng bujue said to yang."If I accidentally throw the DART at your head or face, what will you do?"
"I'm going to kill you. " Yang replied calmly.
"Okay, okay." Feng bujue wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and turned around to look at the Archer."Please continue ..."Alll latest novels at novelhall.com
The Archer replied while smoking,"during the competition, Yang Hui had an Apple on his head. He stood in front of that wall ..." He pointed to the wall on the other side of the bar."And the two of us stayed at the bar counter, taking turns to shoot the Apple."
"Wait a minute ..." Feng bujue's sharp senses picked up something."While we are delivering the goods, will yang move?"
"Hehe ... You're very smart, Dave," the shooter laughed. He blew out another mouthful of smoke."Of course Fufufu will move. On the premise that the Apple doesn't fall from the top of his head, he can move however he wants."
"I'm afraid ... That's not very fair," Feng bujue said."As long as the two of you work together, I'll lose for sure, right?"
"Hahaha ..." The Archer laughed."Dave ... My buddy, you're thinking too much." He put one hand on brother Jue's shoulder and smiled."What reason do I have to cheat? In order to win your temporary work pass? If I really want that thing, I can just use a gun to force you to hand it over. "
"Hmm ... That's true ..." Feng bujue thought about it, and it was true.
"Taking a step back, this isn't an official match. There aren't even any spectators. Putting aside the bet, do I have any chance of cheating?" The Archer asked again.
"I don't think so." Feng bujue replied.
"So ..." The Archer stood up and paced around the bar,"...You don't have to worry about fairness. I can guarantee that Young will do his best to Dodge every dart ... No matter who threw it. "
"I understand." Feng bujue said in a low voice,"you just want to find someone who is on par with you to fight, but you are afraid that I will do it half-heartedly." It only took him a short time to figure out the other party's intentions."So, you proposed such a bet ..." He pointed to his temporary work pass."This pass is worthless to you. But to me, it's something I can not do without. That's why you're using it as a bet, so that I'll go all out. "
"Ha ... Just as I said, you're a smart person." The shooter pointed at brother Jue with the cigarette in his hand and smiled.
"Alright, let's talk about the other rules." Feng bujue's tone when he said that basically showed that he had accepted the outcome of the match.
One second later, Feng bujue's dart flew between Apple and Young's head, but it did not hit anything.
After the DART flew past, young straightened his body and caught the Apple with his head.
Of course, we all know ... The surface of an Apple is uneven, and the top of a person's head is not flat. So, when the surface of these two objects come into contact, the Apple will definitely roll in a certain direction. Normally ... The Apple would still fall to the ground.
But ... Young could use his spring-like neck, strange body movements, and sharp head adjustments ... To stabilize the Apple in two seconds.
"Hmph, you want to shoot the Apple on my head with this level?" After Yang steadied himself, he threw a disdainful look at Feng bujue and mumbled the words in a disdainful tone.
"Hey ..." Brother Jue was shocked. He felt like he had been dealt a huge blow."Are you serious?" This is fun! This doesn't make sense ..."
"This is indeed not scientific." Yang revealed an unfathomable expression and continued solemnly,"this is a technique, a technique that has been tempered and constantly studied."
"You've been focusing on being an Apple for 30 years!" Feng bujue shouted,"the most basic trust between people is still there!"
"Ha ... Now you know how profound the escort fruit world is, young man." At this time, the Archer walked over from the side and looked up at brother Jue.
"Why is the way you address me suddenly so Japanese? didn't you call me young man earlier?" Feng bujue could not suppress his desire to mock him."By the way, what is the escort fruit world?" The forbidden domain that only the two of you know about ..."
"Fine ..." The shooter ignored brother Jue's words and picked up his first dart."I'll let you see how different a real 'dart' is from you."
Feng bujue heard another term that sounded like a Chuunibyou. He narrowed his eyes and replied,""Are you sure you didn't come up with such a messy setting at the last minute ..."
"Watch the darts!" The Archer shouted and used a set of footwork like an old lady doing Yangge. He took a step forward and swung his wrist to attack.
唰--叱叱叱--
At that moment, the small dart seemed to have transformed into a lively venomous snake, and it was surrounded by a faint copper-colored light.
With the sound of the wind, the DART drew an arc in the air and flew towards the Apple on Yang's head.
As for young ... He was not to be outdone. He rotated on the spot at a high speed, causing the Apple to spin. Then, he pulled back his body and supported himself with one hand on the ground. At the moment the Apple began to fall due to gravity, he pushed it back up.
So ... The Apple flew in an arc, and it was a very high parabola, as if it had drawn a " 0" in the sky. In the end, it still flew to the top of Young's head.
"Pa! Pa!"
Two seconds later, the DART hit the wall. And the Apple still hadn't fallen to the ground.
It turned out that ... Although the DART didn't hit the Apple, the DART had touched the skin of the Apple, which caused the frequency and angle of the Apple's rotation to change. Therefore, the trajectory of the Apple's fall had also changed.
Seeing this change, Yang's reaction could be said to be divine ...
He immediately supported himself with both hands and performed a Swift Thomas flare, forcefully shifting his center of gravity. In the next second, after turning back horizontally for half a meter, he once again successfully caught the Apple with his head.
However ... This time, his bald head was covered in cold sweat.
"Hehehe ..." The Archer didn't show any disappointment after missing his shot. On the contrary, he smiled."Old friend, you're actually so at ease when facing my Boomerang now ..."
Yang responded with a look of appreciation and replied with a straight face,""Same to you. You're the only one who can force me to use Thomas's teleport skill ..."
These two must be F * cking messing with me ... Feng bujue's lips twitched, and he thought to himself, what is this 'Boomerang' thing ... Please go back to Net King's set! Don't mention the Thomas's reincarnation ... This name is an insult to all the ultimate skills ... It's mental pollution, okay?"
"Alright, Dave, it's your turn again." The Archer returned to the bench by the bar after throwing his dart."You should know how this game is played by now, right? Then show us your real skills. "
Light your mother ... Feng bujue cursed in his heart. I really want to get eighteen bald brawny men to come and beat you up with a stool ...
Although he was depressed, the game had already started, and he had to finish it.
Thus, he silently raised his second dart ... "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)