Han Sen knew that Fang Jingqi had misunderstood him, but after looking at Fang Jingqi for a moment, Han Sen smiled and said, "I don't think we should go to the fighting field. Why don't we just play a small game at home?"
Xue Xi looked at Han Sen pitifully, but this time Han Sen did not respond to her.
Han Sen knew that people like Fang Jingqi would never give up if they failed to achieve their goals.
"What little game?" Fang Jingqi frowned.
"Have you ever played with the back of your hand?" Han Sen looked at Fang Jingqi with a half-smile and said.
Fang Jingqi suddenly curled his lips: "Of course I have played it, but it is not difficult at all."
What Han Sen said about hitting the back of the hand is that one person hangs his hand in the air, with his palm down and flat, and the other person's palm is up, touching the previous person's palm, and then trying to distract the other person's attention, and then turn over and hit him when he is not prepared. back of hand.
If you hit, keep hitting until you are empty, then switch to the opponent's palm underneath.
"It's definitely not difficult to play hand-to-hand. Let's play something difficult. How about playing without hand-to-hand?" Han Sen looked at Fang Jingqi with a smile.
"No problem." Fang Jingqi also smiled.
Hitting the back of the hand was a test of reaction ability. Fang Jingqi believed that his reaction ability was far superior to Han Sen, so he was certainly not afraid of playing a game like hitting the back of the hand with Han Sen.
And the good thing about this game is that as long as you can hit, you can keep playing, which just suits Fang Jingqi's idea. He originally wanted to teach Han Sen a lesson, but this time Han Sen couldn't even lift his hand if he had to hit him.
"Then let's agree on the rules first. You won't regret it if you do it. As long as you do it, whether you turn it over or not, it is considered a beating." Han Sen first set the rules.
"Okay, I'll let you fight first." Fang Jingqi confidently stretched the back of his hand in front of Han Sen.
Han Sen did not reach under his palm, but looked at him with a smile: "Brother Fang, did you say there was a mutated beast soul just now?"
Fang Jingqi wasn't stupid either. Although he didn't care about a mutated beast soul, he couldn't give Han Sen an advantage in vain, so he said, "What I just said was to go to the fighting field. No matter you win or lose, I will give you a mutated beast soul. Just play." If you hit the back of your hand, think of it as a lucky draw, if you can hit me, I will give it to you."
"Brother Fang, this is a bit boring, and I don't like to take advantage of others." Han Sen muttered and said: "Forget about the mutated beast soul, let's bet on the jackpot. If you hit me, I will pay." I’ll give you 10,000 yuan, and if I hit you, you have to pay me 10,000 yuan, what do you think?”
Han Sen suffered a loss from Qin Xuan last time. The mutated pet beast soul Meow that Qin Xuan gave him had no fighting power at all. Han Sen had to feed it meat every day, just like an uncle.
So before seeing the beast soul, Han Sen thought it would be more practical to just take the money.
"It's fair. I'm starting to like you a little bit, but isn't ten thousand dollars a little too low? How about one hundred thousand at a time?" Fang Jingqi looked at Han Sen.
Han Sen shook his head: "They are all Xiaoxue's friends. It won't look good if we lose too much."
Xue Xi said quickly: "Yes, it's just a game. You don't need to bet so much money. Ten thousand yuan at a time is already too much."
"Since you are afraid of losing, then ten thousand is fine." Fang Jingqi shrugged indifferently.
Han Sen didn't say anything, just looked at Fang Jingqi with a smile. Now in his eyes, Fang Jingqi was no longer a person, but a walking treasury. He was worried about where to send the money, and Fang Jingqi delivered it to his door. The money was If you don't take it, it's simply unjust.
When it comes to hitting the back of the hand, as long as the difference in reaction ability is not too big, Han Sen doesn't think there are many people who can beat him.
The suddenness of his attacks and his grasp of the timing are definitely the best among the best, comparable to the top killers. Before he got the black crystal, he relied on this for a living. People like Fang Jingqi who purely rely on reaction ability, and How could he be his opponent
"I'll let you hit first." Fang Jingqi stretched out his hand in front of Han Sen again. He didn't think Han Sen could hit him based on his reaction ability.
At Han Sen's age, he has only been in the God's Sanctuary space for a year at most, and the genes he can obtain are very limited. What's more, Han Sen is born in such a family, and the possibility of obtaining advanced genes is even lower.
Fang Jingqi himself has been in the God's Sanctuary space for several years and has acquired a large number of genes. He believes that his physical fitness and reaction ability are far superior to Han Sen. This is a real hard standard, so Han Sen cannot hit him. .
"Then you're welcome." Han Sen stretched his hand under Fang Jingqi's hand, keeping a little distance from Fang Jingqi's palm, then hung it in the air, and then asked: "Have you started yet?"
"It's started... snap..." Fang Jingqi had just finished saying the first three words when Han Sen's palm turned up and hit his palm with a snap. The back of Fang Jingqi's fair hand turned red immediately.
"Ten thousand yuan, Xiaoxue, mark it down for me." Han Sen said to Xiaoxue beside him.
"Take note." Fang Jingqi gritted his teeth and said to Xiaoxue. He was very unconvinced and thought that Han Sen took advantage of him while he was talking, so he had no time to react.
Xiaoxue quickly opened the holographic noteboard of the communicator and drew a horizontal line on it.
"Come again." Fang Jingqi extended his hand to Han Sen again.
"Have you started yet?" Han Sen stretched out his hand and asked.
Fang Jingqi stared at Han Sen's palm with all his attention, without blinking or looking up at Han Sen, he just nodded.
With the lessons learned from the last time, Fang Jingqi was fully prepared this time and vowed not to fall for Han Sen's trick again no matter what.
Han Sen was not in a hurry to fight this time, or even had any intention of fighting. Instead, he turned to look at Xue Xi and said with a smile: "Xiaoxue, can I tell you an interesting story?"
"Now?" Xue Xi was stunned.
Han Sen nodded and said directly: "A cute puppy went to the desert for a trip. It brought enough water and food, but it died within two days. Do you know why?"
"Did it encounter a sandstorm?" Xue Xi said.
"No, the weather is calm and the weather is very good." Han Sen smiled.
"Is that because it got lost?" Xue Xi guessed again.
"With enough water and food, you won't die even if you get lost," Han Sen said.
"I can't guess, why?" Xue Xi actually had no intention of guessing Han Sen's question. Her thoughts were on Han Sen and Fang Jingqi's hands.
"Because the cute puppy couldn't find the telephone pole, it suffocated to death." Han Sen laughed.
Xue Xi's face turned slightly red: "Brother Sen, you are so boring."
"Vulgar... bang..." Fang Jingqi said with a cold face. Suddenly he felt a pain on the back of his hand, and the crisp sound of beatings reached his ears.
(End of chapter)