Chapter Twenty-Eight: Not Convinced
"Wang, Lord Wang, you, how did you do it? I, I, the marksman, did not hit the target, but the marksmanship learned to hit the target. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoOh my goodness, this, this is just incredible!" After putting down the gun in his hand, Thomas looked ahead, and saw that the wine jug on the left branch of the towering tree five zhang away was a big hole in the front of the branch, and the hole was still a little broken all around, and the wine in it was also flowing out, and then he saw that the small wine jug on the right branch he hit was not shot, but left a bullet hole in the branch one or two inches below the branch。
"Thomas, in the words of the ancients here, it is called, 'Blue is better than blue'. Anyway, I hit the target anyway. Then, you have to be willing to throw in the towel. We can agree before, no matter who you and I are, as long as we hit the target, we will be regarded as the winner, and the losing side will owe the winner a favor. Now, Thomas, you owe me a favor, and you have to pay it back to me in the future. Wang Kai didn't show a trace of excitement on his cheeks, but looked at Thomas who was restless standing on his right, raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders, and said casually.
After finishing speaking, Wang Kai walked to Princess Jianning, who was stunned and stunned in place, dressed as a man, and took the golden silk nanmu long box wrapped in a blue sheet from her hand and put it on his back again.