"Bump into it, bump into it!" many people secretly shouted in their hearts, if they could see a ball and ten piles, it would definitely become an insurmountable mountain, so that all those who play wooden shooting look up. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

And the Tatar boy is clenching his fists tightly, it's terrible, although wooden shooting is just a game, but it tests a person's comprehensive ability. Ordinary people play this game with their bodies and eyes, but the person in front of him is playing with his brain, which requires too many things to calculate, he just deduces one more step, and he feels that his brain is cloudy and his heart is extremely irritable.

At this point, the speed of the wooden ball has slowed down, almost like a turtle. And the Tatar boy was also slightly relieved, it seems that although this person is powerful, he has not yet reached a top. Although it is only two stakes short, it also means that it is not perfect, at least it makes people feel that the pressure is not so great.

"Click. The ball slowed down, but it continued to move forward, and when it lightly hit a pebble the size of a pigeon's egg, it reversed course and struck the last two red stakes.

"Don't go in, don't go in. The Tatar boy's heart rose suddenly, even if it was just a game, but he was not willing to sacrifice himself for the sake of the other party's reputation. From childhood to adulthood, he has grown up surrounded by everyone, only received praise and praise, and has never experienced failure.

It's not that he can't accept failure, he doesn't want to fail so badly, like a clown.

However, things always went in the opposite direction, and by the end the ball was slow, but it still trembled and slammed into the two remaining red stakes.

"Smack. The two stakes shook a little, then tilted to one side, and finally slammed into the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Yes!" A loud cheer rang out over the clearing, almost sweeping away the clouds. The situation here has long attracted the attention of a large number of people, and many idlers have crowded over to watch, so many shouts add up, and the momentum is really enough.

Fang Hong saw that there were more and more people around, so he quietly hid in the crowd, and pulled Lin Ziyan and the three of them to leave here quickly.

"Cousin Fang Hong, your wooden shooting is really amazing. On the way back, Lin Ziyan and the three of them looked at Fang Hong with admiration, playing wooden shooting can achieve ten piles of one ball, then there is no one, today's incident will become a legend.

"It's all luck, it's not serious. Fang Hong waved his hand, the hot eyes of these three people made him a little unbearable, so he had to cough and say a perfunctory word.

"Cousin, you have to teach me how to shoot wood, and I'm going to score ten goals in one shot. Lin Ziwen pulled Fang Hong's sleeve and said excitedly.

Young people love to be in the limelight, thinking that one day he can be cheered and cheered by countless people, his heart is extremely excited.

"Go back and study hard, play with wood, be careful I go tell your dad. Fang Hong patted Lin Ziwen's head and turned his face up.

Lin Ziwen's face immediately fell, the person he was most afraid of was his father except for his grandfather, he was really afraid that Fang Hong would sue.

As they said this, they were about to discuss where to eat. Suddenly, there were four more people in front of them, blocking their path.

Lin Ziwen looked at the few people in front of him, with a trace of panic and fear in his eyes. He had just been forced by the momentum of the three big men, and his heart was shocked, and now he still had some shadows.

"What do you want to do? This is Daming! Not you Tartars. Lin Ziyan took a step forward, frowned, and said with some inwardness.

The Ming and the Tatars were often at war, and the relationship between the two sides was not harmonious, and if these Tatars dared to do evil here, they would definitely be torn to pieces by the people around them.

However, having said that, there is only one life after all. I have long heard that the Tatars are fierce and brave, and if they go crazy and cut themselves directly, even if they pay for their lives afterwards, it is useless.

"Our young master wants you to teach him wood shooting, if you agree, this gold ingot will be yours. One of the guards had a fierce look in his eyes, and although he said it was a request, his tone was not kind at all.

The people of the Ming Dynasty thought that the Tatars were all reckless, full of smell, and they were savages. The Tatars, on the other hand, felt that the Ming were weak and useless and unmasculine. Both sides looked at each other unpleasantly, it was strange that he could give Fang Hong a good face.

"Think beautifully. Fang Hong looked at the ingot of gold, sneered, and led Lin Ziyan and the three of them around the side. These Tatars also think too highly of themselves, and they only have a gold ingot to ask for food.

"Don't go!" One of the guards subconsciously reached out to grab Fang Hong's shoulder, but before his palm touched Fang Hong, Fang Hong kicked out and kicked the person in the stomach.

"Poof. The guard only felt as if he had been hit in the abdomen with a heavy hammer, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person also flew out sideways, slamming into the ground on one side.

"Nashun!" the other two guards exclaimed, and hurried to help him, only to find that his face was as white as paper, and blood spilled from between his mouth and nose.

"Ming Dog!" these Tatars are all brave people, where are they willing to suffer such a loss, seeing this situation, their eyes are red. The two of them touched their waists and prepared to draw their short knives.

Fang Hong laughed disdainfully, and took a step forward, his steps were not very big, but everyone only felt a blur in front of them, and it was only in the next moment that he appeared beside the tartar boy. This is a way for him to combine supernatural powers with martial arts, and he can manipulate water vapor to refract the light around him, making people feel confused.

He stretched out a hand and gently pinched the boy's neck. With one force, the young man's face turned red, he couldn't breathe, and he fell into suffocation.

The two guards of "Bodi Taiji" were almost scared to death, and even their own Taiji was arrested. And the people around saw the excitement here, and there was also a tendency to watch over.

"Next time, be a little brighter. Fang Hong let go of his palm, patted the young man's shoulder, and said with a chuckle. He has no intention of killing people, these people have extraordinary backgrounds, and if they are killed, they will be in great trouble. However, they had just scared Ziwen, and they had to teach a lesson.

The tartar boy was really frightened, and the moment he was pinched in the neck, he felt as if he had been pressed into the water. He experienced this feeling when he was ten years old, when he fell into a lake and nearly drowned. The feeling of being surrounded by endless darkness and coldness makes you feel fear in your heart.