Nobita sat on a chair with his feet crossed, then took out a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth: "What's the situation now?"

"I didn't know it was him, so I conceded defeat in the first game! This is about to start the second marksmanship competition, you have to help me figure out a way!" Pedro Garcia walked anxiously in front of Nobita. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmm...... Let me think. Nobita stuck out his crimson tongue and licked the lollipop very exaggeratedly.

Long......

It was a long wait for Pedro Garcia to frown and sweat to break down as the match was about to start.

"Well, let me ask you, are you going to win the game, or are you going to kill this guy named Richard Gascoigne?" Nobita stuffed the lollipop into his mouth and chewed it with a "crunch".

"I ......" Garcia didn't expect Nobita to ask this question at this time.

"You'll think about it before you answer. Nobita stood up, walked to the railing of the stands, and looked at the dense field in the distance.

Pedro Garcia struggled with the fact that he wanted to kill this guy named Richard Gascoigne. But it's also important to win the game. These two are not actually in conflict, but Pedro Garcia just knows what Nobita means, so he can only choose one or the other.

Eventually, Pedro Garcia clenched his hands into fists and his nails dug into his flesh, and he said to Nobita with a fierce face: "I'm going to kill that guy." ”

"Okay!" Nobita turned, and asked one of Pedro Garcia's attendants to come up with a practice riding spear. While waiting, Nobita then said to Pedro Garcia: "You'd better go and buy the referee." ”

Pedro García nodded, and several of the attendants behind him ran down the stands.

After a while, one of the attendants brought a wooden practice riding spear, and then Pedro Garcia saw Nobita come out with a strange knife.

"What is this?" a curious voice sounded in Nobita's ears.

Nobita turned his head and saw Star Dance with a curious face. In response to this kind of question, Nobita began to sell himself and boast: "Dangdangdang! Automatic universal screwdriver! This automatic universal screwdriver can cut, bend, and connect things, no matter what kind of modification you want to make to the item, it can get you what you want." ”

"Wow, that's a great thing, but what are you going to convert this riding gun into?"

"Just look at it. ”

Nobita took an automatic universal screwdriver and sliced the wooden practice riding gun, and then asked Pedro Garcia to pull out some very hard metal. He sharpened the metal into the tip of a spear and mounted it on a wooden practice lance.

Pedro Garcia looked curiously at Nobita's work, but found that this was the case, and then said dejectedly: "This doesn't seem to work, it will be checked by the referee." ”

"So you're going to have to buy the referee. And then, you see, that's okay. As Nobita got dressed up and took the knife and cut it again, the metal spear head turned into the appearance and color of wood, and you can only see that this is a wooden practice riding spear without looking closely.

Nobita handed the modified wooden practice lance to Pedro Garcia: "Well, you can take this one and stab that one to death with Richard Gascoigne." That Richard can't send out a fighting spirit to protect his body in the arena, and the armor on his body is estimated...... It depends on whether the piece of metal you gave me is hard or not. ”

"That's a secret ......" Pedro Garcia wanted to explain, but suddenly remembered something, and he continued with an ugly face: "Even so, I am no match for Richard Gascoigne. ”

"Don't worry, no problem. I'll help you off the field. Nobita's mouth curled up and smiled mysteriously.

......

Richard, heavily armed and armed with a spear and shield, rode on the well-armored Xiaobai, waiting for his opponent to arrive.

Pedro Garcia is long overdue. He handed his riding gun to the referee for inspection, who gave him a casual look and let Pedro Garcia into the track.

Richard had been looking at Pedro Garcia through the helmet visor when suddenly he spotted a figure next to Pedro Garcia. This figure made him feel inexplicable.

Then, seeing what the man was saying next to Pedro Garcia, he straightened his head, looked over, and made eye contact with Richard.

With just one glance, Richard knew who he was. He was the one who had been in the city secretly observing him that day. Richard was very sure of him, because Richard couldn't forget the eerie and vicious eyes that devoured people like snakes.

"It turned out that he was from Pedro García. No wonder......" Richard whispered.

The two continued to look at each other, Richard didn't know how this person felt, but this person's gaze almost inspired Richard again, this gaze was really ......

It's so uncomfortable, and the hostility is so palpable, it's like the next moment he's going to come to you and devour you.

Nobita looked at Richard, and Nobita looked at Nobita.

Suddenly, Richard felt the fog that had shrouded him disappear, and he could finally see the man, no longer the ordinary one that was forgettable at first glance. Instead, this person appeared completely, with beige short sleeves, brown and black pants, and a pair of big round-framed glasses, but his appearance was still very ordinary.

This kind of dress made Richard know at the first time that he was not from this world. Richard's eyes narrowed slightly, well, this is a bit tricky.

Finally, after the referee shouted to prepare. Nobita and Richard each withdrew their gazes, and Nobita walked out of the field. When Richard focused his attention on Pedro Garcia again, Nobita, who was coldly walking to the sidelines, turned his head and stared at Richard again.

This momentum that Richard had just accumulated was abruptly extinguished, because Richard suddenly sensed that vicious gaze, and his first reaction was to shrink his whole body to defend himself. Richard looked at Nobita again, only to see him turn around and walk out of the field.

Richard breathed a sigh of relief, and with the referee's order, the two men who were dozens of meters apart urged their mounts to run face to face.

50 m ......

40 m ......

30 m ...... Pedro Garcia flattened his rifle.

20 m ...... Richard flattened his rifle.

10 m ...... Richard aimed at Pedro Garcia and was about to poke at him, when he suddenly ......

Suddenly, the snake-like gaze was fixed on him again, and Richard suddenly felt as if he was naked, and then he forgot that he was playing......