"You're amazing!" The fat man stood up for a long time, threw a word at Jian Heng, and walked to his car without looking back with his two partners, and then got into the car and walked away.

At this time, Wheat raised the ticket in his hand and said happily to Sarah: "Bring everyone a bottle of beer, I please!" ”

"Wow!"

The wheat words instantly ignited the enthusiasm of these people again, and after everyone cheered in unison, they rushed back to the bar, and for a while, the hugging bar outside the bar returned to its original lively appearance, that is, the atmosphere of the demons dancing wildly, but now everyone turned their attention to Jian Heng's two punches and ok the fat man Jason up.

"When did you kid become so powerful" Sun Siwei waited for everyone to rush into the bar, but he did the opposite, walked in front of Jian Heng and touched Jian Heng's arm, pinched Jian Heng's forearm, and asked curiously.

Jian Heng smiled and said in a very fake way: "If you practice every day, you will practice like this, don't worry, your future work will have time for you to practice."

Sun Siwei thought for a while and said: "I don't have any hope, I can't stand the pain of muscle training!" ”

Jian Heng said: "It's much better if you take this thing as a habit, some people think so at first, but they become addicted to it when they practice, and you must know that fitness is also addictive."

"When the time comes, Sun Siwei and I will have a drink!" He Ye saw Jian Heng beating down a big white fat man so neatly, and his heart suddenly itched a little, and he also wanted to try Jian Heng's training method.

Hearing He Ye say this, where would Jian Heng refuse, he wished that his friends around him would have a good body, and everyone would live a long life together.

"Got it, when the time comes, you have to ensure that you have at least three days of systematic training a week" Jian Heng nodded and agreed.

He Ye asked jokingly, "Is there a charge?" ”

Jian Heng replied to the locals: "If you want to give it, I won't refuse!" ”

As he spoke, Jian Heng untied his fist gloves with the help of Big Mai, and then untied his hands as well, and casually hung a few things on his shoulders.

Zhang Jialiang walked over with a smile at this time, and reached out to take the boxing gloves and tied hands from Jian Heng's shoulder: "Boss, I'm coming, I'm coming!" ”

Seeing this kid's smiling thief look, Jian Heng understood what he wanted to do: "In the future, you smoke for an hour every day, and you take him to practice!" ”

"I want to practice with you," Zhang Jialiang said, scratching his head.

Jian Heng glanced at him: "At your level, it's a waste of barley teaching you, if you let me practice, you have to run for forty minutes every day, and then push up ......."

When Zhang Jialiang heard this, he immediately interrupted Jian Heng's words: "Okay, boss, I can't practice with Sister Damai!" If you don't want to take me, don't bring it, why abuse me."

Jian Heng was a little too lazy to pay attention to this kid, so he didn't look at him and continued to walk towards the door of the bar.

A few people re-entered the bar, still without seats, and each of them got a bottle of beer and drank it standing up.

"Who wants to play axe throwing?"

After about ten minutes, a group of people were drunk, and the atmosphere was warm again, and an old man in his sixties with a beard stood on the chair and asked loudly at the audience.

"Yay!"

There were many people who responded, men and women, young and old.

The bearded old man took out a ticket from his pocket and threw it on the table: "Whoever wins will take it!" ”

As soon as I heard it, I played it again, and it was also a traditional axe throwing, and everyone's interest was shocked.

Now there are fewer people here, at least half of them are cowboys, and the game of throwing axes is not as high as a horse when it comes into contact with many people, and everyone thinks that they play well, especially now that it is a festival and a colorful head, so many people immediately responded to the proposal of the bearded old man.

"Come outside with me, if you like to play, everyone will have to come out with some color......" shouted the bearded old man as he walked out with the men.

"How do you play with an axe?" He Ye also seemed to be interested in this game, and asked in a low voice about Jian Heng's rules.

Without waiting for Jian Heng to answer, Damai opened his mouth and said: "It's very simple, take an axe and throw it to the center of the rake, the closer to the center of the circle, the higher the score, how many times each person throws it, and the total score is taken, which is similar to the rules of shooting, but there are still differences in different distances, and the farther the distance in the future competition, until a winner is decided."

The rules are so simple that they couldn't be simpler, and after listening to it, He Ye directly reached out and took out the ticket from his pocket and went to the door.

"Do you want to play?" Jian Heng said to Sun Siwei.

Sun Siwei smiled: "I'll forget it, I don't know if this axe is rushing out, I don't know whether it's forward or backward, so I don't need to put psychological pressure on everyone."

"That's right!" Jian Heng smiled and turned his head to ask the barley and wheat next to him.

The two sisters are good, and they must participate if they open their mouths directly.

When everyone arrived at the door, they stood in the parking lot of the bar, and under the street lamp of the simple parking lot, the bearded old man turned out the rake, which is also something that many small country bars have, a simple wooden plank nailed, this kind of rake varies from one to a few, and the rake paper is hung up when playing. As for the rake paper, it was naturally purchased from the bar.

The bearded old man collected the money here, and there were already three people who had paid the money lined up to form the first group of players. Two of them were in their forties, and one looked to be seventeen or eighteen.

Smack, smack, smack!

With three rings, an ax appeared on the rake, I have to say that this sport is very good in the countryside, almost the first one is very good, two nine rings, one slightly out of the red heart, but it is still a red heart.

"Wow, that's good!"

Just when everyone was cheering up the players, the second axe had already been thrown out, and this time it was slightly worse than the first result, with two eight-rings, and the most nine-ring.

After throwing these four groups, the teenager and a middle-aged man were eliminated, and only the middle-aged man in his fifties remained.

In this way, the one with the best score was always on the court at the end of the first round, and there were five perfect scores, two of which were barley and wheat, and one was actually the widow of Katherine Anderson, and I don't know when she appeared here.

Three of the five people were women, which made a group of big old men feel that their faces were a little dull, and they refueled the two old men who were still on the field. One of them was the bearded old man who proposed to play this, and it seemed that the old man was very confident of winning this game.

With the level of He Ye, it is naturally impossible to occupy one of the remaining places, and he was eliminated as soon as he went up, because of the five axes, he did not throw two of the rakes, which completely explained what it means to focus on mixing, but he went up to entertain him.

Naturally, the remaining five people could not share the prize money equally, all they could do was to continue to compete, and after moving back one or two meters, the five people continued to compete.

This time, Damai and another middle-aged man did not play very well, one hit the sixth ring and the other hit the seventh ring, and they were eliminated when they broke off.

After another round, the bearded old man, who was originally full of confidence, made a low-level mistake, and the axe was only hanging on the edge of the rake, so the final victory was between Wheat and Widow Anderson.

Just as everyone was staring at the two of them, the sound of an ambulance was heard in the distance, and everyone turned their heads almost at the same time, staring at the road not far away.

Soon several ambulances appeared in everyone's sight, not one, but four or five in total, turning directly at the intersection of the town towards the fork in the North African Eagle Ranch.

"What's going on?" Many people asked each other, and for a while, the attention to the game was greatly reduced.

Others didn't pay attention to the two female generals on the field, but they focused on the game, and took a few handfuls in a row, plus the distance was getting bigger and bigger, and the physical strength consumed was more and more, and Mrs. Anderson was old after all, not a wheat opponent who was young and nourished by space moisture, so in the third axe, there was a mistake and did not hit the rake.

Syllable!

Wheat raised her hands as the axe struck the ring, and screamed loudly, as if she had won the Super Bowl all at once.

"I'll treat everyone to a round of beer"

The wheat with the tickets in his hand rippled again, and he yelled at everyone.

However, this time everyone's reaction was not as enthusiastic as the last time, and many people began to talk to each other.