Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, Lin Ziwen still rushed out, "Dog Tartar, I'll meet you." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 He jumped onto the field in a few steps and shouted at the tartar boy.

"Ziwen!" Lin Ziyan pressed his head and said with a headache, why are you everywhere, just be ready to wait for shame in a while.

"What did you say?" The Tatar boy couldn't understand Chinese, but the three guards understood, and glared at Lin Ziwen fiercely with their eyes. They were all soldiers with blood on their hands, and with this gaze, the murderous aura came out of his body, and Lin Ziwen only felt that his brain was buzzing, as if he had seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Lin Ziwen stood in place in a daze, he had been living in Taiyuan City, where had he seen such a battle, he looked like he was scared stupid.

Fortunately, the three guards also knew how to be measured, and after the momentum was released, they withdrew their hands. After all, they were in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and they didn't dare to make a big deal about it.

"Alright, let's get started. The tartar boy glanced at his guards with some dissatisfaction, and the three guards immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look at them.

However, Lin Ziwen had not come back to his senses at this time. The fright just now was so great that his soul was about to be lost.

Fang Hong's brows couldn't help frowning, these three guards were all elite, and their strength was not inferior to that of Ah Cai and Ah Gui at the beginning, and they could already use their momentum to oppress the enemy. Don't say that a teenager like Lin Ziwen, even if an adult is bumped, he will not be able to stand it.

"I'll take a look. He patted Lin Ziyan on the shoulder, then walked through the crowd and walked to Lin Ziwen's side.

"Are you still playing? If you don't play, let me down. The Tatar boy shouted at Lin Ziwen, although he spoke in Tatar, Fang Hong's thoughts were keen, he could sense the emotions and meanings contained in the sentences, and instantly understood the other party's words.

"Ziwen, you go down first, I'll help you. Fang Hong's thoughts flew out in an instant, landing in Lin Ziwen's mind, and between his breaths, there was a bright light, as if he could see an illusory river washing down, directly dispersing the residual momentum.

At this time, Lin Ziwen woke up like a dream, glanced at the three guards in horror, and hurriedly ran off the field. And a large number of laughter and boos sounded all around, which made him even more ashamed.

"Why don't you compare? Mingren is cowardly. The Tatar boy looked at Lin Ziwen's back and muttered a sentence in his mouth.

"I'll compare you to you. Fang Hong flicked his fingers and stepped forward. These Tatars dare to be so arrogant in Taiyuan City, and don't teach them a lesson, this is really not his temper.

Several guards relayed Fang Hong's words to the Tatar boy, who glanced Fang Hong up and down, and then stood in a lime frame very indifferently. Anyway, for him, whoever comes is the same result.

He handed the ball to Fang Hong and prepared to let Fang Hong serve first. He has won so many games in a row, and his heart is a little fluttering, so he deliberately makes such a master posture.

Fang Hong didn't care, and reached out to take the ball. Since you want me to take the lead, don't cry for a while.

"Bang. Fang Hong threw the wooden ball out seemingly casually, and when he made this move, the Tatar boy almost didn't laugh, thinking that this person had some skills, but it turned out that he didn't know how to do it at all, how could anyone roll the ball to the side.

And the people around were also boosing, what a thing, if you don't know, don't go up and be embarrassed, I think our Ming Dynasty's face has not been lost enough.

Fang Hong was very calm, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. After rolling out of a dozen steps, the wooden ball was about to leave the clearing, when suddenly a bucket twisted, changed direction, and hit the top of the two red pillars.

This change surprised many people, and the Tatar boy was also stunned, and immediately found that there was a stone on the way of the wooden ball just now, and the wooden ball would change direction after it hit it.

"Lucky Akito......" He couldn't help but feel a little stupid, he could hit like this, it was really depressing. He was about to ask someone to bring the wooden ball, but he found that the wooden ball did not stop moving.

"Click. "After the ball knocked down the stake, it hit another stone, and the angle of progress changed again, from back to front, from an incredible angle, and hit the two red stakes again.

"Good!" the crowd of onlookers was almost stunned, but soon erupted in applause. It was only at this time that they noticed that this little brother was not the one who had just scored four shots? It seems that people are not lucky, but powerful.

As for Lin Ziyan and the others, they were completely stupid, their cousin played wooden shooting so well, because they thought Fang Hong was a novice before. Thinking of this stubble, one by one's faces burned in a panic.

"How is this possible!" the tartar boy couldn't help but stretch his neck, trying to see more clearly, his eyes were full of disbelief, didn't he rely on his wrist strength and eyesight to play with this thing?

What really surprised them was that after the wooden ball knocked down four red stakes in a row, it continued to hit a stone, bent again, and knocked down two more red stakes.

Six piles in one goal!

Ever since the game was invented, nothing like this has ever happened, if it's luck, what kind of terrible luck it has to be, if it's strength? It's even more terrifying, what a good brain it has to be to deduce the results later. There are too many things to consider, the angle of the ball, the amount of force, the force of hitting the stone, all aspects have to be taken into account, and if you want to do this, you are already non-human.

However, Fang Hong really seemed to want to scare people to death. After the wooden ball knocked over six stakes, it continued to move forward, hitting the stones again and turning again.

"Bang. The wooden ball hit the two red stakes very firmly again, and although the sound was very small, everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and they thumped twice.

One goal and eight piles!

Where this is non-human, this is simply a miracle. As soon as this record comes out, let alone everyone present, even if it is pushed back a few hundred years, no one will be able to break it.

At the same time, a little hope also rose in everyone's hearts, since it is already one goal and eight piles, then why not just a little bit and go straight to the end. If before today, you said that someone would score ten goals in one shot, they would definitely be laughed to death, but after today, everyone in the room felt that it was completely possible.

Because...... The ball keeps going!