"Bang. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"The wooden ball smashed very accurately on the two red stakes in the middle, knocking them down directly. All around, the sound of cheers rang out at the right time.

Those who can hit with one blow are indeed powerful, and there are definitely not many people present who can do this. And Lin Ziyan and the three of them sighed in their hearts, didn't he say that he hadn't played wooden shooting? Why is it so powerful?

"Cousin, you're in luck. Lin Zixiu laughed dryly on the side, and asked tentatively.

"yes, I've always had good luck. Fang Hong snorted, it seemed that he had responded to Lin Zixiu's words. But this tone makes people feel that something is wrong no matter how they hear it.

"Zixiu, it's your turn. He handed the ball to Lin Zixiu, Fang Hong's good start just now made Lin Zixiu's heart nervous, and the moment he received the ball, he suddenly became nervous.

Lin Zixiu took a deep breath, his eyes locked on the two red stakes on the far side, and after aiming, he suddenly rolled the ball out.

Maybe it was his bad luck, when the wooden ball was halfway through, it hit a small pebble and deviated directly from the angle, not to mention the red one, not even the black one, which made him very ashamed.

Lin Ziyan comforted him, and then took the wooden ball. Lin Ziyan is the oldest of the three, and his skills are also the most skilled, after he threw the wooden ball, the wooden ball went directly out of a straight line. However, his results were not too good, and he hit two stakes, one red and one black, and black did not count as points, so he only hit one.

Lin Ziyan looked at his results, this is a very normal level, not everyone can knock down two red stakes at once.

In the end, it was Lin Ziwen's turn to make a move, Lin Ziwen's personality is a big grin, and his psychological quality is the best, and he didn't affect himself at all because of the performance of the previous few people.

"Bang. The ball slammed steadily into the two red stakes on the very edge, and there were immediately cheers all around.

"Hey, it's a fluke. Lin Ziwen scratched his head, slightly embarrassed in his heart. He wasn't modest, he was lucky to hit it. He was aiming for the two reds on the right, but who knew that he hit the two on the far right.

After turning around, Fang Hong made a move. Fang Hong was going to change his method this time, and he could only hit two red stakes at most at a time, which was too inefficient. As soon as he thought about it, his eyes fell involuntarily to some large and small stones on the ground.

This site is a dirt floor, and there are not only various depressions on the ground, but also a lot of stones. And for those who play with wood shooting, these stones are the most hateful things. Once you hit these stones, it is useless for you to aim accurately, just now Lin Zixiu hit the stones, and he deviated from the angle.

"Go. Fang Hong's arm was forced, and the wooden ball rolled out quickly. "Goo-doo. After bouncing twice on the ground, the balls quickly approached two black stakes.

"Bump into it, bump into it. Lin Ziyan's eyes widened involuntarily, and he couldn't help but secretly mutter, it seems that his cousin did have shit luck just now, this is his normal strength.

However, just as the wooden ball was about to hit the black stake, it hit a stone first. The moment it collided with the stones, the angle of the wooden ball immediately shifted and came slightly to the right.

"Bang. The wooden ball hit the two red wooden stakes very accurately, and Lin Ziyan and the three of them seemed to be deflated, this luck is too good, even this can be hit.

However, what really makes them feel powerless is still to come.

After knocking down the red stake, the ball continued to roll out, hitting a slightly larger rock. This time, the angle of the ball shifted again, and it crashed into the back of the row of stakes.

"Bang. There was another sound, and the two red stakes closest to the left were knocked down again, and it was only then that the power of the ball subsided, and it rolled in place twice before it stopped.

"Ahem......" Lin Ziwen almost didn't choke on his own saliva, what is this? It's too, I'll admit it if you're lucky, but you're lucky enough to be on this, so don't you give people a way to live?

The people around the audience also felt incredible, they had watched the wooden shooting for so many years, and no one had hit such a ball, four at a time, what a good luck it was.

"I'm going to win this time. Fang Hong said to the three of them with a smile, there are a total of ten red wooden stakes, and he hit six by himself, which is already more than half, even if Lin Ziyan and the three of them are powerful, they can't turn the tables.

"This game doesn't count, your luck is too good, let's do it again. Lin Ziwen simply played tricks and hit four at once, which can only be explained by luck.

"Alright, let's have another round. Fang Hong was not afraid, his thoughts were strong, his deduction ability had reached a terrifying point, he could envelop the entire Gongjiang River in an instant, and it was simply simple to deduce the trend of the wooden ball.

However, they thought about it, and the others on the side were not happy. This thing is just for fun, everyone takes turns to play, and you can't just be left alone.

Lin Ziyan had no choice but to give up his position. If you provoke the anger of the people, it will not be good. Fortunately, although you can't play, there is no problem with watching, and there are people on the side who have opened a handicap, if you have itchy hands, you can still gamble. The gambling is not big, and everyone just throws a few pennies to play.

The next to come on the field were a few Tatars. This Tatar is the name of the Ming people for the Northern Yuan, when the Mongols were expelled from the Central Plains and survived in the northern land.

However, the Mongolian people are nomadic people, good at horseback riding, and often make mistakes when they have nothing to do, and run away when they catch a pen, so that the people at the border of the Ming Dynasty rarely have a headache. In fact, if the formation is set up and it is tough, the Ming people are not scared. Although Meng's life is tall, the Ming army is equipped with a large number of firearms, and the flesh and blood are paired with the firearms, so beating you is not the same as joking. At the beginning, Chengzu relied on the fire gun team to fight all the way to the hinterland of the Mongolian people, and the Tatars who fought were terrified.

This Taiyuan is close to the border pass, and it is not surprising that Tatars appeared, and the people on the side did not show strange colors. It's just that the surrounding voices have quieted down a lot, and the relationship between the two countries is not good, which also makes the people on both sides vaguely hostile.

Fang Hong also looked at the few people in the field curiously, these Tatars had a strong evil aura on their bodies, they were extremely brave, and they were obviously not ordinary business travelers.