"Why don't you just throw a dart? As for all the fuss? And so many people came to see? Wang Liang was not interested in throwing darts at all, but became curious about this person named Liu Huaqiang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Huaqiang.

This fucking doesn't look like the kid in the TV series "Conquest", right?

These evil natures?

"Comrade of the Eighth Route Army, you don't understand. At first, I thought so, but now I admire the five-body body. The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously and said to Wang Liang.

Wang Liang disagreed, and didn't think it was unusual.

Because Wang Liang also played darts when he was in the military school, the dart throwing point was only 244cm away from the target plate, which is the international standard distance.

Although Wang Liang can't do the center of the dart, he can still get good results.

"Come on, come on, is there anyone who has come to challenge?" Liu Huaqiang saw that there were more and more people, and it was time to start, so he greeted.

"Hua Qiang, how far are you throwing it today?" An onlooker asked.

"Twenty meters start." Liu Huaqiang replied.

Burst!

Wang Liang was almost so frightened that he spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Twenty meters!

Damn, the distance of the international competition is only 2.44 meters, you throw 20 meters, bragging, right?

Can you hit the target at 20 meters?

But after thinking about it carefully, Wang Liang was relieved, it may be that the target area of others is larger.

"It's another twenty meters, so who dares to go up? We don't dare to challenge, and we have to lose another ocean when we turn back. Onlookers shook their heads and waved their hands, indicating that they would not participate.

They are all old drivers, they didn't believe in this evil before, and they stook money to go up to compete, but the results ended dismally, and now they would rather be melon-eating masses than go up to pk.

This kung fu, Wang Liang looked at Liu Huaqiang carefully.

looks exactly the same as Sun Honglei.

But his figure is much more burly than Sun Honglei.

In particular, the two big arms, which are as thick as telephone poles, are very powerful at first glance.

"Hey, don't, there are so many of you, you have to come up with someone to compare with me, right? How else would I eat? Liu Huaqiang saw that everyone was just watching from the side and not participating, so he was immediately anxious.

"Huaqiang, you can save it, we don't want to be you. You are a master, we will lose money if we go. ”

"Yes, you've won so much money, and you're afraid you won't be able to eat?"

......

Obviously, after a long time, people who know Liu Huaqiang's level are unwilling to go up and lose money.

That's an ocean.

Ordinary families can use it for more than half a month.

Seeing that the thunder was loud and the rain was small, Wang Liang took out a piece of ocean and said, "I'll come." ”

"Good! Let's get started. Throw as far as you want! Obviously, Liu Huaqiang was very excited.

Of course, he was excited because of the money in Wang Liang's hands, not because he met his opponent.

In Sun Honglei's subconscious, no one was his opponent at all.

As long as someone dares to compete with him, it is bound to lose.

"Just twenty meters, will you tell me the rules?" Wang Liang paid for a try just to see Liu Huaqiang's ability, if it was really compared, Wang Liang estimated that he couldn't even hit the target at a distance of 20 meters.

In Wang Liang's cognition, at a distance of twenty meters, how can it be on target?

"Okay, Brother Eight Roads, I'm not difficult for you. Let's each have three darts, whoever concentrates on the bullseye first wins. Of course, if we both don't hit any three, you win. How is this rule? Liu Huaqiang stared at Wang Liang, for fear that Wang Liang would regret it.

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with this rule, it's okay." Wang Liang nodded, isn't it just a piece of ocean? If you lose, you lose, it's nothing.

But Wang Liang agreed, and the onlookers quit.

"Hua Qiang, aren't you clearly bullying people? This is what a rule-breaker. ”

"That's right, you can't trick our comrades of the Eighth Route Army."

"Yes, Comrade of the Eighth Route Army, don't compare with him, you can't win, this kid is amazing."

Everyone started talking about it.

Liu Huaqiang's face suddenly turned red, obviously, he was a little embarrassed to be said.

Wang Liang wanted to stand up and say a few words, but before he could speak, Liu Huaqiang took the lead: "Okay, I'll throw darts blindfolded, it's always okay, right?" ”

In fact, Liu Huaqiang noticed that Wang Liang wanted to speak, so he preemptively said it.

He was afraid that Wang Liang would be repented by the words of the onlookers, and if he didn't compare, it would be bad.

He needs money, he needs money urgently.

"That's pretty much it."

"Well, I think it's fair."

"Hua Qiang, you are doing this authentically."

The onlookers were satisfied with the solution proposed by Liu Huaqiang.

If you cover your eyes, you won't be able to see anything clearly, even if you have superb martial arts, you can't show them.

Wang Liang originally wanted to say to Liu Huaqiang that you don't have to be like this, you don't need to be blindfolded, I just want to see your level.

But Liu Huaqiang thought that Wang Liang was going to regret it, so he choked back with a sentence: "Brother of the Eighth Route Army, you can't help but be creditworthy, you can't take back the money you pledged." ”

"......" Wang Liang had nothing to say, so he agreed.

The target was ready, and to Wang Liang's surprise, this target was a quarter smaller than the one he had thrown before!

Damn, Liu Huaqiang, you pretended to be forced to make a big deal this time, right?

Can you throw it at the target?

I don't believe it!

Anyway, that's what Wang Liang thinks.

Wang Liang and Liu Huaqiang were preparing, and the people on the side also began to discuss.

Naturally, the topic revolves around who can win.

"I think Hua Qiang, this kid is hanging, I can't see how I can throw it blindfolded? The comrades of the Eighth Route Army often played with guns and had a better chance of winning. ”

"I also think that the comrades of the Eighth Route Army will win, and this time Huaqiang will suffer~"

"That's not necessarily, Hua Qiang has never lost."

"This time ...... different"

"Brother of the Eighth Route Army, are you ready, let's start?" Liu Huaqiang smiled vaguely, but the smile was fleeting, and then asked Wang Liangdao.

"Okay, let's get started." Wang nodded brightly.

Each of them has a target, three darts in their hands, and throws them by themselves.

The enthusiastic onlookers went up and covered Liu Huaqiang's eyes with strips of black cloth, and kept adjusting, for fear that there would be a little loophole.

Wang Liang constantly adjusted his gestures and position, brewing his first dart.

It's not expected to hit Wang Liang with a red heart, but you have to be on target, right?

There are so many people, and they are still wearing military uniforms, if they can't even get on the target, they won't lose their faces.

Phew――

Feeling that it was almost over, Wang Liang threw his first dart.

"Yikes!"

"Comrade of the Eighth Route Army is good, he is on target!"

"It's a pity that it's still a little bit away from the center of the circle."

The target was divided into five layers from the inside to the bottom, and Wang Liang's first dart landed on the third layer.

Although it is tied, it is not stable, and the dart gives people a shaky feeling.

Wang Liang knew that he was not strong enough.

But Wang Liang was already very happy to be on target.

(To be continued.) )