Fan Jin glanced at Qin Yuan several times in confusion before opening the iron box he carried with him, revealing a slingshot wrapped in starch inside.
"It's really a slingshot, are you shooting birds?" Yan Poyue squatted on the ground and moved his head elsewhere with an arrogant look.
"Ah! You still don't like it? This is my family's ancestral slingshot. Twenty years ago, any child would have had this thing in his hands. He would definitely be the most handsome kid in the village!"
Fan Jin stared, his face full of dissatisfaction.
Yan Poyue still looked down on him, "Squad leader, I thought you were going to teach us how to shoot, but I didn't expect that it's just this thing. What's so difficult about it?"
【Ding dong~ A system mission is now released. Defeat Yan Poyue with a slingshot, severely weaken his confidence, and randomly reward him with an A-level item. 】
After hearing the system prompt, Qin Yuan's eyes couldn't help but light up. This Yan Poyue is really his lucky star. No, he can get another item.
"Hey, Yan Poyue, don't you look down on slingshots?" Qin Yuan came over, his tone sounding a little unbeatable.
"Humph, isn't it just a slingshot? I stopped playing when I was three years old."
"That means you should be very good at fighting this thing?"
"Definitely better than you." Yan Poyue said with his head held high, his face full of provocation.
"Okay, how about we compete with each other to see who can hit the slingshot better?" Qin Yuan's voice was full of teasing.
Fan Jin, who was standing nearby, was stunned. Wasn't he going to teach them how to shoot a slingshot today? Why are these two guys at odds again?
"No, can you two calm down and fight all day long?"
Qin Yuan turned his head, looked at Fan Jin and said, "Squad leader, this kid looks down on your slingshot. Let me help you vent your anger."
"I need you to help me vent my anger?" Fan Jinshou rolled his eyes.
"Isn't it just a slingshot? Let's compete. Tell me, what will happen if you lose?" Yan Poyue's eyes were fixed on Qin Yuan, as if he wanted to eat him up.
Qin Yuan thought for a while and said: "The loser will call the other person brother for one week."
Yan Poyue's eyes were obviously stagnant, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's compete."
"Okay, I'll set a target for you." Fan Jin seemed to be interested as well. Carrying a box of Coke, he walked out for nearly twenty meters and then placed a row of Coke cans on the tree trunk.
"How about I come first and show you how to aim the slingshot?" Qin Yuan looked at Yan Poyue and said with a half-smile.
"Haha, isn't it just three points and one line? Do I still need your teaching?"
Yan Poyue gave him a disdainful look, then bent down and took out a slingshot and a few steel balls from the iron box, and assumed a shooting posture.
Fan Jin in the distance couldn't help but twitch when he saw Yan Poyue's posture, and then quickly took a few steps to the side, a little further away from the Coke can. Those were steel balls. It would be no joke if they hit him. of.
"Hey, Yan Poyue, you see even the squad leader is hiding far away, obviously he has no confidence in you." Qin Yuan said with a strange smile.
"Hey, Qin Yuan, don't talk nonsense. I'm very optimistic about Yan Poyue. Maybe you really have to call him Brother Yanzi for a week."
Fan Jin quickly argued.
Yan Poyue seemed not to have heard anything. He opened the slingshot in his hand and stared at the target in front of him. Coupled with his capable and cold temperament, anyone who looked at him would think that he was a marksman with perfect shots. .
However, the next moment, Yan Poyue let go of the tie, and the steel ball shot out quickly, but it did not hit any Coke cans.
"Tsk, tsk, this is your shooting level, isn't it too good?" Qin Yuan mocked unceremoniously.
Yan Poyue's face became a little ugly, his brows furrowed tightly, he pulled the bow string again, took serious aim, and shot the steel ball again.
However, just like before, he still missed the target.
As if he didn't believe in evil, Yan Poyue fired several bows, but in the end only a blind cat encountered a dead mouse and hit a can of Coke.
"Okay, don't waste your steel balls, let's watch my performance next."
Qin Yuan said as he snatched Fan Jin's ancestral slingshot from Yan Poyue's hand.
"Squad leader, put out a few more Coke bottles, these are not enough for me."
"Good boy, you have such a loud tone, well, let me see your skills.
Fan Jin said, then placed five more Coke cans on the tree trunk.
Qin Yuan chuckled lightly, twisted a steel ball, and used both hands to pull open the nearly one meter long pure rubber infusion tube that Fan Jin stole from the hospital.
There was almost no standard. Qin Yuan released his right hand, and with a rapid sonic boom, the Coke can 20 meters away was completely exploded, and foamy liquid splashed to the west.
"Oh, yes, Qin Yuan, I didn't expect you to have such a skill." Fan Jin's face showed a light of excitement. Not many children nowadays are good at shooting slingshots.
"Look, monitor, there's something even more exciting.
After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he opened the slingshot again. In the next second, the steel ball shot out like lightning. It first hit the outermost drink, then turned a corner and knocked out all the Coke cans next to it.
"I'll go, Qin Yuan, have you ever practiced? You're actually better than me."
Fan Jin looked at all the overturned drink cans with a look of disbelief. With his skills that he had been immersed in for nearly thirty years, he could not achieve such a perverted level.
"Jicao, Jicao, calm down." Qin Yuan looked modest.
"How did you make the turn with your hand just now? Can you teach me?" Fan Jin strode over, his face full of anticipation.
"Squad leader, we'll talk about this later. Now, ahem, is it time for someone to fulfill their bet?"
Qin Yuan looked at Yan Poyue from the corner of his eye.
"That's right, Yan Poyue, we must be able to afford to lose even if we lose, so hurry up and call Brother Yuan."
Fan Jin seemed to be interested as well, wanting to see what Yan Poyue, an arrogant guy, would do.
Yan Poyue twisted uncomfortably and wanted to turn around and leave, but the pride in his heart prevented him from doing anything shameful.
"Yuan...Brother Yuan."
After twisting and turning for a long time, Yan Poyue squeezed out a sound from between his teeth, his face already turned red from holding back.
"What, speak louder, I didn't hear you."
Qin Yuan said with a smile.
"Hey, let's forget it. If you push Yan Poyue again, I'm really afraid that he will cause something to happen to me."
Fan Jin quickly stood in front of Qin Yuan.
"Squad leader, I'm leaving first." Yan Poyue clenched his fists tightly as if he was greatly humiliated, and turned around to leave the grove.
"Wait, I forgot what I want you to do today? Training."
Hearing Fan Jin say the word training, Yan Poyue subconsciously stopped, glanced at the slingshot still in Qin Yuan's hand, and asked with some confusion: "Is this the training?"
