"Respect the tiger, you can shoot!"
The middle-aged man laughed, picked up the wine bowl in front of him and said, "It seems that you have put in the effort and can now hit the target."
The people around him burst into laughter, and the man who was shooting the archery showed a look of embarrassment.
Next, several more people took turns shooting at the target, and laughter and joy came from time to time in the courtyard.
The beards who were drinking were even more whispering, which made the men in black excited. However, Yang Shouwen found that although these men in black were very interested, they were very law-abiding. They did not do anything because of the identities of the beards. Perhaps there was a blind date in their skin, but these people always kept a distance, as if they were worried.
Yang Shouwen felt more and more that these people were extraordinary.
However, after standing in the tree for a long time, he subconsciously moved his steps.
By accident, a branch under his feet cracked and frightened Yang Shouwen so much that he stopped immediately and pressed his body against the trunk.
The sound was very small and did not alarm the man in black in the yard.
At this moment, I suddenly heard someone say, "Tonight's good time, why not invite Mr. Li to show his magical shooting skills?"
"Please shoot the young master."
"That's right, my son will try it."
The man in black immediately started to cheer, and saw the white-faced and black-bearded man sitting in the center stood up and said in a laughing and scolding voice: "Did you guys bully me for eating too much wine? Tell you, even if I eat ten more bowls, I will beat you."
"Hahaha, young master, don't joke. I don't need the young master to eat ten bowls, only three bowls."
"Ha, three bowls are just three bowls. I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?"
The man said, then picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all in one go.
The men in black around immediately cheered in unison, and the middle-aged man behind the middle-aged man immediately filled another bowl of wine for the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was so proud that he drank three bowls in a row, walked forward with a bow and arrow in his hand, and stood at the edge of the porch.
"Boys, let you know what sharpshooting is."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to take out a sharp arrow, bent his bow and hit the target.
While those people were cheering, the middle-aged man suddenly narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and shot another arrow, but shot out of the courtyard.
Off-target?
The cheer came to an abrupt end, and the men in black looked at each other.
The arrow penetrated the trunk outside the yard and almost wiped against Yang Shouwen's face.
Yang Shouwen was so excited that he heard the middle-aged man say loudly: "Friends outside, you have been watching the fun for a long time, why not come in and drink with us?"
Hulala, the men in black under the porch stood up one after another.
Yang Shouwen's heart skipped a beat and quickly shrank his body behind the tree, not daring to move.
He didn't know whether the arrow was unintentional or intentional. He didn't know whether the middle-aged man in the yard was cheating him.
"Since my friend refuses to show up, it must be because Li Moumou is not etiquette enough."
The middle-aged man raised his mouth slightly, and suddenly picked up three arrows and used the continuous pearl arrow technique. Three stars arched the moon, and three cold stars roared and shot. Yang Shouwen also knew that the other party must have discovered his whereabouts. He no longer hesitated, suddenly rose up and drew his sword out of the sheath. He heard a dragon roar, and the sword light flashed, and knocked the three arrows away.
However, in this way, Yang Shouwen's whereabouts were completely exposed.
The gate of the courtyard opened, three men in black rushed out from inside, and surrounded the tree.
Yang Shouwen walked two quick steps along the tree trunk and rushed out suddenly. He wanted to jump to the roof and retreat, but he didn't know that just now he fell down. Before he could stand firm, the middle-aged man had already jumped into the courtyard, and shot arrows, forcing Yang Shouwen from the roof to the courtyard.
As soon as Yang Shouwen jumped to the patio, two men in black rushed out.
"I want to live!"
After the middle-aged man forced Yang Shouwen down, he retreated under the eaves.
Then he sat down on the porch again, and Hu Ji brought a bowl of wine to him, "Young Master is really good at ejaculation."
"Hey, this kid is smart. If he hadn't had enough experience and had revealed his flaws, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to notice it."
The middle-aged man said, taking a sip of wine and watching the battle.
Youdao is an expert who can tell whether there is any or not when he reaches out his hand.
Two men in black joined forces to step forward, each holding swords and trapping Yang Shouwen.
At the door, there were three men in black standing, and there were still seven or eight men in black standing under the corridor, each of whom was eyeing him...
Damn, something is wrong with these people!
Yang Shouwen danced alone and held back the two men in black.
These two people are very good at it, and they are probably even better than Yang Chenglie.
These people are definitely not assassins who sneaked into the county government, and they probably have a different origin... Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen couldn't help but panic. However, he quickly calmed down and flew away with one sword. The sword-broken dragon sword drew strange arcs. For a moment, although the two men in black joined forces to attack, they were forced to retreat repeatedly by Yang Shouwen, and they had already shown a defeat.
“Huh?”
The middle-aged man looked surprised and suddenly straightened up.
"It turns out to be a bullfighter... Judging from his skills, he doesn't look like a maniac."
He muttered and shouted in a deep voice: "Wang Rong, Ma Cheng, you two are really useless. You must practice well after you go back. Zhang Jin, Zhang Biao, you guys."
Two men in black rushed out from under the eaves, one holding a large gun and the other holding a sword.
As soon as these two people joined, Yang Shouwen immediately arrived and the pressure increased.
"Hey, you bully the less, you are not a hero."
"Hehe, since you dare to visit us at night, you will have malicious intentions. Why should we be polite to you?"
The middle-aged man said and laughed.
But before his laughter fell, Yang Shouwen suddenly lowered his body, twisted strangely in the spot, and a black shadow flew out and hit Zhang Jin's face, making Zhang Jin's face covered in blood. With a loud bang, he threw away the big gun and covered his nose.
"Dare you dare to use hidden weapons?"
The middle-aged man was furious and pushed away the beard beside him and stood up.
"Add four more people."
There were three people at the door, and one person rushed out of the porch, and they were about to surround Yang Shouwen in the middle.
At this moment, Yang Shouwen sent three hidden weapons in his hand, and the three men in black who were forced to dodge from the door quickly. Taking advantage of their chance to dodge, Yang Shouwen's broken dragon sword suddenly avoided the three people around him, and walked out of the door.
At the same time, the middle-aged man picked up the bow and arrow and pointed it at Yang Shouwen.
However, he did not shoot the arrow for a long time, but suddenly lowered the bow and arrow when Yang Shouwen rushed out of the yard and the others were about to continue chasing.
"Don't chase after me."
He shouted, and the men in black stopped immediately.
One of them said in surprise: "Young Master, why don't we go after us?"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said softly: "Why do you need to chase him? He is just a fool. Since I already know his origin, I am afraid that he will run away? Besides, if he runs away, he can run away? What's the point of chasing him?"
It is obvious that the middle-aged man has recognized Yang Shouwen's identity.
"But……"
The middle-aged man waved his hand and whispered: "Don't be nervous! He came today because he was afraid that it was for the fire in the county government yesterday, not against us. If he was smart, he would not make a statement; even if he wasn't smart, he wouldn't let him make a statement. It's not easy for us to show up now, wait and see, I will deal with this little guy sooner or later."
After saying that, his face darkened.
Walking to the gate of the yard, he bent down and picked up a pebble the size of a thumb from the ground.
"You three are you so scared by a stone that dodge?"
The three men in black who were originally guarding the door immediately lowered their heads and showed a look of shyness.
"Zhang Jin, you are still a tiger with a thousand ox, and there are three of you and four of you who join forces to prevent a single fool."
"Young Master, it's not that we are incompetent, that boy..."
"Okay, don't explain it to me. If you want me to say, you are living too well.
When I return to Luoyang, I will go to Mangshan for me. If I don’t remove the skin from what I practice, you will not have a memory.”
When the four men in black heard this, they immediately showed a bitter look.
"Young Master..."
"snort!"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and walked out of the yard with his hands behind his back.
I saw that there was no trace of people on the wet path, and Yang Shouwen no longer knew where to go.
Chapter completed!