Fog Era

The two are running, walking through the crowd, like two children-well, Ling Xing sees maybe a fox walking through the jungle, Shi Tiexin, it looks basically like The effect of the icebreaker piercing the ice ocean all the way.

Satiate and drink, start having fun. The amusement items in the night market are very rich, with air guns and lottery ticket scratching, each of which is full of popularity. The most popular is the set of bamboo loops. The Boss took the red ribbon to circle the venue, and it was full of many things. Give two dollars to twenty laps, as long as you can get something in it.

Large groups of people huddled together and happily outputted with bamboo loops. Screams, cheering, applause, sighs of the slightest difference, loud laughter that deviated thousands of miles, and occasionally the excitement and cheers after putting things in mixed together, the atmosphere was incredibly good.

Ling Xing saw his gears eagerly lifted out ten yuan bills and handed them over, moved back a hundred bamboo loops, and Shi Tiexin threw the bamboo loops lively in the crowd, screaming with everyone, Cheers together. It is dark, but the mood is clear.

A hundred bamboo circles were thrown out. At first, Ling Xing didn't see any accuracy, but then he seemed to have found some tricks. Although only a few baubles were put back in the end, they were very poor in appearance and workmanship. However, Shi Tiexin was surprised to find that Ling Xingjian's hand was very stable, and his quasi-head was indeed rising steadily.

The girl in the red dress was holding a dagger and piercing her fingers like clouds and flowing water in her mind. Shi Tiexin suddenly had an idea-if you give her a hundred more circles...

But you can't always wear a sheep's wool.

Shi Tiexin looked around and suggested: "Go, go over there and get an air gun."

"Okay, okay!" Ling Xingjian didn't know that he was about to discover What kind of innate talent is there?

The air gun is just a bunch of balloons tied into a round cake on a thick curtain, and the air gun is used to hit the balloons. Ten bullets for three yuan, the more balloons the bullets burst, the better prizes you can give.

"Come on, look at Bibi?" Seeing that Ling Xing became excited, he raised his air rifle and aimed at the target. The posture is very non-standard, and the movements are very irregular, but Shi Tiexin just looks at it and has no intention of correcting it.

He wanted to see how much aptitude Ling Xing could show in a purely natural state.

Slap, the air rifle was aroused, crooked, and missed.

Ling Xing saw the bullet, and once again, snapped, and missed.

But it's close.

The third shot, missed.

The fourth shot has not been hit yet.

Boss is unperturbed, he is very stable in his heart, and he has to hit at least six balloons to be rewarded. This is all four misses, and one miss is pure profit. Hehe, this kind of pretty little girl's money is best earned!

The fifth gun, took a glance, and did not move for a long time, Ling Xing saw suddenly sighed down the gun.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

Ling Xing saw the air rifle in his hand, and did not remember what he remembered, his eyes were a bit distant, like Bitter as sweet. After a while, she suddenly picked up the gun again.

Shi Tiexin heart shivered with cold, his expression changed slightly. Between one end, Ling Xing saw a huge change in his gun-holding posture. Although Shi Tiexin himself has not learned rifle shooting, his eyesight is not bad anymore.

He found that Ling Xingjian’s gun attitude was very standard, very professional, and even said...perfect!

The key is the look in Ling Xing's eyes.

Focused, serious, calm, keeping breathing. These seem to be her subconsciously instinctive reactions, without traces, but mixed as natural.

Fifth shot, pull the trigger-pa! The balloon burst!

Boss unperturbed.

The sixth shot, in!

The seventh shot, in!

Boss as stable as Mount Tai.

The eighth shot, in!

The ninth shot, in!

Boss became a little nervous: "It's a good shot. There is one more shot. If you hit this shot, you can receive the prize. But if you don't hit the shot, then there is nothing left. ."

This is a man-made interference, which increases the tension of the shooter.

However, Ling Xingjian was completely unaffected, his eyes remained cold and sharp, his expression did not change at all, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. The key tenth shot did not seem to be any different to her from any previous shots.

Shi Tiexin is secretly surprised, she is simply a natural divine archer.

Aim, hold your breath, squeeze——

"Wow! I am hit!" Ling Xingjian instantly exited the divine archer state and jumped up all of a sudden, haha ​​happy "Didn't expect I have an innate talent, prize prizes, prizes!"

Boss handed over a little puppet. The workmanship is rough, the size is small, and the cost is definitely not high. Speaking of which Boss is still earning, so he still has a stable mind.

"Now it's your turn!" Ling Xing patted Shi Tiexin's shoulder, laughing at hehe and pushed him into the shooting position: "Let's see if you can beat me!"

"young man, use a pistol and a rifle?" Boss did not recognize Shi Tiexin. After all, Shi Tiexin is not a great celebrity.

Shi Tiexin was not ready to be more authentic at the night market stall, so he reached out and grabbed the rifle.

But Boss took a look at Shi Tiexin’s physique, and felt that this guy’s arm is long enough, plus the length of the rifle, if he stretches forward with one hand, the shooting distance is not Pingbai missed a little and a half?

That won't work!

So Boss turned his eyes and thought: "Look at the big doll at the highest point, do you look good?"

The two looked at it and saw that it was one The big lop-eared rabbit sitting with his short legs crossed and holding a radish looks cute and cute, the workmanship is not bad, and the materials used seem to be very solid. The flannel is delicate and smooth, and the volume is quite large, which is not cheap at first glance.

"That's the best prize here. I won't give it with a rifle." Boss instigated: "If you hit all ten shots with a pistol, the first prize will be taken away, how about it?"

"Okay, okay!" Seeing that Ling Xing agreed with excitement, he turned his head and looked towards Shi Tiexin: "Come on, big man, take down that silly rabbit!"

"Since Boss That’s all said," Shi Tiexin smiled, holding the pistol with his big hand: "Then I can only be disrespectful."

3 minutes later, Boss sent the rabbit out with a bewildered look and watched the two stay away. .

"Big man, you are really good at shooting." Ling Xingjian looked at Shi Tiexin, as if there were stars in his eyes.

Shi Tiexin grabbed the rabbit: "Do you want it?"

"Want to want it! Thank you Senior Brother ~~~" Ling Xing saw that it was not hypocritical, and immediately sprinkled it. Jiao took the dumb rabbit away. She rubbed the pretty face against the rabbit, with a happy look, as if a fox caught the rabbit: "It's so soft, gā gā gā gā ~~"

Play for a while, Ling Xing Jian had to turn around after a meal: "No, we have to go back."

Shi Tiexin puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"it's impolite not to make a return for What one receives, you gave me a rabbit, and I have to give you something. But I can’t afford such an expensive thing, so there is only one way." Ling Xing saw a majestic wave of his hand: "Again Go to the stall once, this time I will definitely be able to win prizes!"

"don't, don't, don't," Shi Tiexin quickly grabbed her: "The Boss is already miserable. Let's stop hurting him."

Ling Xing's eyes widened astonished. Is Senior Brother such a kindhearted person?

"Let's change one, for individual victims." Shi Tiexin looked around and saw that there was a variant of an air gun not far away—throwing darts.

When the dart boss saw the two, he immediately waved his hands with a smile like a lucky cat.

Ling Xing saw the two look at each other, then looked at the big prize on the prize rack, and immediately walked to the stall happily. Dart Boss immediately opened his eyes and smiled when the business came to the door, without knowing what kind of despair he would encounter.