"What person?" Han Sen had noticed Yang Manli's small move a long time ago, but he didn't mean to debunk it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Yang Zikun, the grandson of Yang Xiuwen, a demigod-level member of the House of Lords. Yang Manli directly told Han Sen about Yang Zikun's situation.

Yang Zikun only entered the shelter as an adult ten days ago, and randomly went to the steel armor shelter, and then the steel armor team received an order from above to help this Yang Zikun as much as possible and protect his safety.

Yang Zikun was born in a famous family, and his cultivation and quality are good, but the sixteen or seventeen-year-old hairy boy has such a noble background, and he has been excellent since he was a child, although he looks very humble and polite, but whenever he decides, it is difficult for others to change his mind.

And Yang Zikun is obviously too confident in himself, or he likes to challenge high difficulties, just a few days after coming to the shelter, he was already thinking about challenging mutant creatures, and they followed the bad gamblers for a few days, and they were almost scared to death by Yang Zikun.

Yang Manli also tried to persuade Yang Zikun to let him come step by step and not be too aggressive, but it was completely useless for Yang Zikun.

"Only when there is a challenge between life and death can there be a deep understanding, and the martial arts that are realized from the limit is the true meaning of martial arts......" Yang Manli didn't know where Yang Zikun heard these words, but she really didn't have the ability to convince Yang Zikun.

If there was no order from above, Yang Manli would not care whether he lived or died, but now he had to find a way to persuade Yang Zikun, otherwise he would die, and the team would not be able to be punished.

"Leave it to me, I'll go see that Yang Zikun early tomorrow morning. Han Sen hung up the communicator with a smile.

Early the next morning, Han Sen entered the steel armor shelter, and before dawn, he actually saw Yang Zikun, who was practicing darts there early in the morning.

Yang Manli introduced Han Sen to Yang Zikun, Yang Zikun is indeed very cultivated, very sunny and confident, and it is easy to attract people to like a big child, at least in Han Sen's opinion, this is just a child.

"Captain Han, if you can, I hope you can arrange for someone to take me to the Dark Swamp for training. Yang Zikun was very polite, but what he said made people frown.

Not to mention Yang Zikun, a person who has only been in the shelter for more than ten days, even if he is a person with full mutant genes, there are not many people who dare to go to the dark swamp, and even fewer who can come back if they go.

Yang Manli frowned slightly, and was about to open her mouth to dissuade Yang Zikun, but was stopped by Han Sen waving his hand.

"Yang Shao, why do you want to go to the Dark Swamp?" Han Sen asked as he looked at Yang Zikun with a smile.

"The Dark Swamp is infested with poison bugs, which is just the right time for me to practice darts. Yang Zikun patted his dart bag, there were two rows of darts in it, and at first glance it was a high-end product with a very high Z steel content.

"I see, going to the Dark Swamp to practice darts is indeed a good choice, but I see that your dart skills are really not very good, and they are not up to the level of going to the Dark Swamp, so let's go to the Green Grass Forest to practice with the Bronze Tooth Beast first. Han Sen said casually.

"You haven't seen my dart skills, how do you know that I can't do it?" Yang Zikun frowned slightly, obviously very dissatisfied with Han Sen's arbitrariness.

"I guess it's a dart player's intuition. Han Sen said with a smile.

"You also practice darts?" Yang Zikun looked at Han Sen, and seemed to be very suspicious of this, Han Sen didn't even have a dart bag on his body, so he didn't look like a person who practiced darts.

Han Sen didn't answer Yang Zikun, he smiled and said, "That's it, I'll point you to a target, if you shoot, I'll let someone take you to the Dark Swamp, if you don't shoot, how about you listen to my arrangement in the future?"

"Yes, but the target must be within twenty meters. Yang Zikun is obviously very confident in his dart skills.

"You can stand as close as you want. As he spoke, Han Sen took the suspicious Yang Zikun to the shooting range used by the sharpshooter group, where there were many arrow targets.

Han Sen walked into the shooting range, pulled out an arrow target from the ground, walked in front of another arrow target with his arms, and then inserted the previous arrow target thirty centimeters in front of the other arrow target.

The arrow target is round, with a diameter of about sixty or seventy centimeters, and now the two arrow targets are inserted in a line by Han Sen, and from the front, the arrow target behind can no longer be seen.

Not to mention that Yang Zikun didn't know what Han Sen meant, Yang Manli and the other members of the Divine Shooting Group who were watching also looked at Han Sen who walked back with a puzzled expression, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"Can you hit the red heart at such a distance?" Han Sen asked as he walked up to Yang Zikun and pointed to the arrow target he had inserted there.

"Absolutely. Yang Zikun looked at Han Sen and replied.

"I'm talking about the red heart of the arrow target in the back, can you hit it standing here?" Han Sen said again.

Yang Zikun suddenly frowned, looked at Han Sen and said, "Captain Han, aren't you deliberately embarrassing me? With the two arrow targets at such a close distance, even if you use an arc dart, it is impossible to hit the red heart of the arrow target behind. ”

"What if I can hit it?" Han Sen said as he looked at Yang Zikun with a smile.

"Captain Han, you don't want to hit the target in front of you, do you? Yang Zikun pursed his lips and said.

"If I hit the target in front of me, I lose. Han Sen said lightly.

"Okay, if you can stand here without touching the target in front of you, and hit the heart of the target behind you, I'll listen to you whatever you say. Yang Zikun thought carefully for a while, and then looked at Han Sen and said slowly.

"It's very thoughtful. Han Sen smiled, turned to the direction of the arrow target, pointed to himself and said, "Is it okay for me to stand here?"

"Yes. Yang Zikun looked at Han Sen suspiciously.

This man's self-confidence made him shake slightly, but no matter what Yang Zikun thought, Han Sen couldn't hit the target behind, the distance between the two arrow targets was too close, even if he could hit the arc dart, at most he could only hit the edge of the target at the back of about ten centimeters, and it was still far from the small red heart, Yang Zikun couldn't think of any way to hit the red heart behind.

He didn't believe that Han Sen could do it, but seeing Han Sen's firmness made him a little suspicious and a little curious, wanting to know what this man wanted to do, or what tricks this man wanted to use.

But Han Sen hadn't thought about using any tricks at all, and it wasn't worth using any tricks to deal with such a child.

Han Sen took out a Ghost Flame Dart made of Z Steel and casually shot at the arrow target.