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The rules proposed by the shooter are naturally different from those of regular darts.
Regarding this point, Feng Bujue was already mentally prepared. He didn't think that there would be someone scoring points in this kind of darts match in a bar.
But... Brother Jue didn't expect that the competition format that the opponent came up with was...
"Shooting apples?" When Sagittarius said these three words, Feng Bujue immediately repeated them, as if he wanted to make sure he had heard correctly.
"Yes, shoot apples." Sagittarius rolled himself a cigarette, took a sip, and replied leisurely.
"Shoot with a dart?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Shoot it with a dart," replied the archer.
"Oh..." Feng Bujue nodded, his "oh" didn't mean he understood anything, he was just delaying time.
Brother Jue knows that if the shooter is really a master of darts, then let alone shoot apples, you can shoot cherries... So, there must be a conspiracy in the current development...
"That... Apple, where do you put it?" After thinking for a few seconds, Feng Bujue asked another very constructive question.
"Put it on Yang's head." The shooter replied calmly, exhaling smoke rings.
"Huh?" Feng Bujue glanced at Yang, "Is this okay?"
"Of course." Yang sullenly gave a definite answer.
"That.../m...let me confirm..." Feng Bujue said to Yang, "If I accidentally throw a dart on your head or face, what will happen to you?"
"Kill you." Yang replied calmly.
"OK~ok~" Feng Bujue wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and turned his head away. Looking at Sagittarius, he said, "Go on..."
The shooter replied while smoking: "During the competition, Yang will hit an apple on his head. Standing in front of that wall..." He pointed to the wall on the other side of the bar, "And the two of us stayed at the bar and took turns shooting Dart to shoot apples."
"Wait a minute..." Feng Bujue caught something very keenly, he interrupted and asked, "Will Yang move while we are throwing darts?"
Sagittarius smiled: "Hehe...you are very smart, Dave." He took another breath of cigarettes. "Fu - of course he can move, as long as the apple does not fall from the top of his head, he can move as he wants."
"I'm afraid...it's not fair..." Feng Bujue said. "As long as the two of you cooperate a little bit, I will lose, right?"
"Hahaha..." Sagittarius laughed, "Dave... my buddy, you think too much." He put his hand on Juege's shoulder. laughed. "What reason do I have to cheat? To win your temporary work permit? If I really want that thing, I can force you to hand it over with a gun, right?"
"Hmm... that's true..." Feng Bujue thought about it, and that's really what happened.
"Taking a step back, this is not a formal game, and there are not even spectators. Leaving aside the betting factor, do I have any motive for cheating?" the shooter asked again.
"It seems not." Feng Bujue replied.
"So..." Archer stood up and paced around the bar, "...you don't have to worry about fairness. I can guarantee it. Faced with every dart, Yang will try his best to dodge... no matter which one Who threw the darts."
"Understood." Feng Bujue said in a deep voice. "You just want to find someone who is as good as you to compete with, but you are afraid that I will be perfunctory." It only took a short time for him to figure out the other party's intentions, "So, you made such a bet... He pointed to his temporary work permit, "This permit is worthless to you, but it is unobtainable to me. That's why you have to bet on it and let me go all out." "
"Heh... As I said, you are a smart man." Sagittarius pointed at Brother Jue with a cigarette in his hand and smiled.
"Okay, let's talk about other rules." The tone of Feng Bujue's words basically indicated that he had already accepted the victory.
"A total of twenty-one rounds." The shooter continued, "No matter what the final score is, we must play to the end."
Feng Bujue crossed his chest with one hand, rested his chin with the other, raised his eyebrows and said, "In other words, even if you win all the first ten rounds and take away my temporary work permit... in the remaining eleven rounds, I still have a chance to ask you questions."
"That's right." The shooter continued, "In contrast... Even if you win all the first twelve rounds, preventing me from winning, I will still compete with you for all twenty-one rounds."
"I have no reason to refuse this kind of rule that has advantages for me." Feng Bujue responded.
"Very good." The shooter nodded, and continued to explain, "In each game, each person holds three darts and throws them in turn. Whoever hits the apple first is considered a winner. If no one hits the apple after all six darts are thrown, This round is considered a tie."
"What about a tie?" Feng Bujue asked.
"A tie is a tie." Sagittarius said, "My victories don't count, and you can't ask questions."
"Okay, it's fair." Feng Bujue continued.
"Fu - that's about it for the rules, there's no problem, let's start." When Sagittarius said this, he took a last puff of his cigarette, then he stubbed out the cigarette butt and stood up.
"Yes." Feng Bujue also stood up. As he spoke, he raised his hands, crossed his fingers, and pushed his palms outward, as if this was considered a warm-up.
"Wait for me first." Seeing that the two of them had made an agreement, Yang walked out of the bar and walked into a room in the corner of the bar.
A minute later, he came out with a whole basket of apples in his hand.
"I'm ready." A few seconds later, Yang put an apple on his bald head, and stood calmly in front of the far wall.
"Do you want to strike first?" The shooter took out six darts from the bar and handed three to Brother Jue.
"I can still choose to attack first and then attack?" Brother Jue wondered.
"Okay." Archer said, "But it's only the first round, and the next round will be to take turns to attack first."
"Then I must attack first." Feng Bujue replied.
This is a very easy account... First of all, there must be an advantage in attacking first. As long as the first dart hits, the late attacker will lose the round without even having a chance to make a move. Secondly. The person who chooses to attack first in the odd number of rounds can have one more chance to go first than the opponent, because there are a total of 21 rounds in this darts game.
"Then please." Sagittarius made a "please" gesture, and stood aside very easily, as if watching.
"Hehehe..." Feng Bujue sneered in his heart, "Sun thief... thinks he has two brushes, so he underestimates the enemy, right... Hmph... Master, I am also a man who specializes in shooting at C level. Even in the real world... I take it Flying an apple with a dart is easy to catch... "
At this time, Brother Jue can be said to be full of confidence and confidence. He is at least 80% sure that he can hit the target.
Although Yang "can move his body" at this point. Seems like a wild card, but given the premise of "keep the apples from falling off your head"...it's not a big deal. On the premise of holding an apple on his head, how much movement can he make? At most, it's just shrinking the neck, or moving a few centimeters sideways.
"Okay! Watch my first dart!" Feng Bujue raised his elbow and exerted force on his wrist. Throwing a dart...
For a moment. He felt he had won the game.
However…
"Drink!" The moment Jue Ge threw the dart, Yang, who had an apple on his head, yelled and stretched his neck.
All of a sudden... the apple flew up vertically, and Yang's body sank following the closing of his neck, and he was tied into a four-level horse.
A second later, Feng Bujue's dart flew between the heads of Apple and Yang, without hitting anything.
After the dart passed by, Yang straightened up again. Catch the apple with the top of its head.
Of course, we all know... apples have bumpy surfaces. And the top of a person's head is not a plane, so when the surfaces of these two objects touch, the apple is bound to roll out in a certain direction. Normally... the apple would still fall to the ground.
But... Yang can use his spring-like neck, combined with his weird body skills and sharp head fine-tuning movements... within two seconds, to stabilize Apple again.
"Hmph, at this level, you want to shoot an apple on my head?" After Yang stood firm, Chao Feng cast a disdainful look, and muttered this sentence in a rather disdainful tone.
"Hey..." Brother Jue was deeply shocked, he felt that his heart had been hit and hurt a lot, "Is there a mistake? Just have fun! This is unscientific..."
"This is indeed not science." Yang showed an inscrutable look, and said solemnly, "This is a technology, a technology that has been honed and honed continuously."
"You've been focusing on topping apples for 30 years!" Feng Bujue shouted, "The most basic trust between people is here!"
"Heh... you know the depth of the dart and fruit world, young man." At this moment, Sagittarius walked over from the side, raised his head, looked down at Brother Jue and read.
"Why did you suddenly call me a Japanese name... didn't you call me a young man before..." Feng Bujue really couldn't suppress the desire to complain, "By the way, what is 'Dart Fruit World'? Is it a forbidden area that only the two of you know..."
"Forget it..." Sagittarius ignored Brother Jue's words and picked up his first dart, "I'll let you have a look... How is a real 'dart player' different from you."
Feng Bujue heard another term full of the atmosphere of the second class, and he responded with vain eyes: "Are you sure you didn't make up this messy setting..."
"Look at the dart!" The archer screamed, using the footwork of a group of old ladies twisting Yangko, took a false step, and swung his wrist to attack.
Swish - screech -
At that moment, the small dart seemed to turn into a nimble venomous snake, and a copper-colored light bloomed faintly around it.
Accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, the dart drew an arc in the air and flew towards the apple above Yang's head.
And Yang's side... is not to be outdone. I saw that he rotated on the spot at a super high speed, so that the apple itself would be powered up, and then he retracted his body, supported the ground with one hand, and pushed the apple back up at the moment when the apple began to fall due to gravity.
So... the apple also flew out in an arc, and it was a very high parabola, as if a "0" was drawn in the sky, and finally flew to the top of Yang's head.
Snapped-
Two seconds later, the dart hit the wall. Apple, however, still hasn't landed.
It turned out... Although the dart missed the apple, the dart needle had touched the peel, which changed the frequency and angle of the apple's rotation, so its falling trajectory changed accordingly.
Seeing this turn of events, Yang's reaction can be described as swift...
He immediately put his hands on the ground, performed a sharp Thomas maneuver, and forcibly shifted his body's center of gravity. After turning back half a meter horizontally, he once again successfully caught the apple with the top of his head.
But... this time, a strand of cold sweat dripped from his bald head.
"Hehehe..." The shooter missed a hit, but he didn't show any disappointment. On the contrary, he smiled, "Old man, are you now so comfortable facing my 'Snake Dart'?" …”
Yang responded to each other with a sympathetic look, and replied sullenly: "To each other, you are the only one who can force me to use the 'Thomas turn-back fruit technique'..."
"These two guys are just teasing me..." Feng Bujue twitched the corners of his mouth, and roared in his heart, "What's wrong with the 'Snake Dart'... Please go back to Wang Wang's studio!" Thomas turned back and answered Don’t say anything about “fruit skills”… This term is simply an insult to the names of all special moves… Is there mental pollution?”
"Okay, Dave, it's your turn again." The archer sat back on the stool by the bar after throwing a dart, "You should know how this game is played by now, right? Then the highlights will be given to you." Let's see."
"Brighten your mother..." Feng Bujue was cursing in his heart, "I really want to find eighteen bald men with folding stools to beat you..."
Depression is depression, the game has already started, and he has to finish it.
Therefore, he silently raised his second dart... (… )R1292
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