Thriller Paradise Chapter 714: Dave’s World (13)
The rules proposed by the shooter are naturally different from the regular dart game.
Feng Bujue was mentally prepared for this. He didn't think there would be someone to score points in this kind of dart game in a bar.
But... Brother Jue didn't expect that the game format the opponent came up with was...
"Shoot the apple?" When the shooter uttered these three words, Feng Bujue immediately repeated them, seeming to want to make sure that he heard them wrong.
"Yes, shoot the apple." The shooter rolled himself a cigarette, took a sip, and replied leisurely.
"Shoot with darts?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Shoot with a dart." The shooter replied.
"Oh..." Feng Bujue nodded. His "Oh" sound did not mean that he understood anything, he was just delaying time.
Brother Jue knows that if the shooter is really a master of darts, let alone shoot apples, shoot cherries...so, there must be a conspiracy for this kind of development now...
"Where is the... Apple?" After thinking for a few seconds, Feng Bujue asked another very constructive question.
"Put it on Yang's head." The archer replied calmly, breathing out the smoke ring.
"Huh?" Feng Bujue glanced at Yang, "Is that okay?"
"Of course." Yang sullen his face and gave a definite answer.
"Um... I will 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, turned his head, looked at Sagittarius, "You can go on..."
The shooter replied while smoking a cigarette: "During the test. Yang will head the apple and stand in front of that wall..." He pointed to a wall on the other side of the bar, "and we are just staying here at the bar. Side, take turns to throw darts to shoot apples."
"Wait a minute..." Feng Bujue caught something very keenly, he interrupted and asked. "Will Yang move during our throwing of darts?"
The Sagittarius smiled: "Hehe...you're very smart, Dave." He spit out again, "Fur—of course he can move. On the premise of ensuring that the apple does not fall from the top of his head, he thought Do whatever you want."
"I'm afraid...it's not fair..." Feng Bujue said. "As long as you two cooperate a little bit, I will lose, right?"
"Hahaha..." The archer laughed, "Dave...my buddy, you think too much." He put his hand on Brother Jue's shoulder and laughed. "Is there any reason for cheating? To win your temporary work permit? If I really want that stuff, I can just use a gun to force you to hand it over?"
"Um...this is..." Feng Bujue thought for a while, it was really like that.
"Take a step back, this is not a formal game, even the audience is not there. Aside from the stakes, do I have any motivation to cheat?" the shooter asked again.
"It doesn't seem to be." Feng Bujue replied.
"So..." The shooter stood up and walked along the bar. "...You don't have to worry about fairness. I can promise. In the face of every dart, Yang will do his best. Dodge...no matter who throws that dart."
"Understood." Feng Bujue said solemnly, "You just want to compete with a master who is equal to yourself. But you are afraid that I will be perfunctory." It only took him a short time to figure it out. In response to the other party's intention, "So, you made such a bet..." He pointed to his temporary work permit, "This document is worthless to you; but to me, it is inaccessible. . That’s why you take it as a bet. Let me go all out."
"Heh...As I said, you are a wise man." The archer pointed at Brother with his fingers holding the cigarette. A smile appeared.
"Okay, let's talk about other rules." Feng Bujue's tone when saying this. It basically shows that he is ready for this victory.
"Twenty-one rounds in total." The shooter continued, "No matter what the final score is, we have to play to the end."
Feng Bujue put one hand on his chest, one hand on his cheek, and raised his eyebrows: "That is to say, even if you won the first ten rounds and won my temporary work permit... in the remaining eleven rounds, I still have the opportunity to ask you questions."
"Yes." The shooter continued, "Relatively...Even if you win the first twelve rounds to prevent me from winning, I will play with you for all 21 rounds."
"I have no reason to refuse this kind of rule that is advantageous to me." Feng Bujue replied.
"Very good." The shooter nodded, and then explained, "In each round, each person holds three darts and throws them in turn. Whoever hits the apple first is considered a victory. If there is no one after six darts are thrown If someone hits, this round is considered a tie."
"What about a tie?" Feng Bujue asked.
"A tie is a tie." Sagittarius said, "My wins are not accumulated, and you can't ask questions."
"Okay, it's fair." Feng Bujue continued.
"Fur-the rules are almost there, there is no problem, let's start." When the archer said this, he took the last puff of cigarette, then he squeezed out the cigarette **** and stood up.
"Yes." Feng Bujue also stood up. As he spoke, he raised his hands, crossed his fingers and pushed his palms outward, which seemed to be 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, still carrying a 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 attack first?" The shooter took out six darts from the bar and handed them three to Brother Jue.
"Can I still choose to attack first and then attack?" Brother Jue asked suspiciously.
"Yes." Sagittarius said, "but this is only the first game, and then we will take turns first."
"Then I must attack first." Feng Bujue replied.
This is a very good calculation...First of all, there must be an advantage in the first attack, as long as the first dart can be hit, the second attacker will not even have the opportunity to move. Will lose the game. Secondly, the person who chooses to strike first in the odd round can have one more chance to start than the opponent, because this dart game is a total of 21 rounds.
"Then please." The archer made a "please" gesture and stood aside very easily. As an onlooker.
"Hahaha..." Feng Bujue sneered in his heart, "Thief Sun...thinks he has two brushes, so he underestimates the enemy, right...hmph... I'm also a c-level man who specializes in shooting. Even in the real world...I can fly an apple with darts..."
At this time, Brother Jue can be said to be full of self-confidence and know-how, he is at least 80% sure that he can hit the target.
Although Yang "can move his body" this point. It seems to be a variable, but considering its premise "to ensure that the apple does not fall from the top of the head"... it is not enough. With the apple above his head, how much can he move? The most is to shrink your neck or move it a few centimeters horizontally.
"Okay! Look at my first dart!" Feng Bujue raised his elbow, his wrist was strong, and he threw a dart...
For a moment. He felt that he had already won a game.
However...
"Drink!" At the moment when Brother Jue threw the dart, Yang Bao with the apple on his head yelled and stretched his neck.
Suddenly...but saw the apple flew up vertically, and Yang's body sank as his neck receded, and he pierced a Siping horse.
One second later, Feng Bujue's dart flew between Apple and Yang's heads without hitting anything.
After the dart passed by, Yang straightened up again. Catch the apple with the top of his head.
Of course, we all know... The surface of an apple is uneven, and the top of a person's head is not a flat surface. So when the surfaces of these two objects touch, the apple is bound to roll out in a certain direction. Normally... Apple will still fall to the ground.
But...Yang can use his spring-like neck, combined with the weird posture and sharp head fine-tuning movements... Within two seconds, the Apple can stabilize again.
"Huh, at this level, you want to shoot the apple on my head?" Yang stood firmly. Chao Feng Bujue cast a contemptuous look, and said such a sentence in a rather disdainful tone.
"Hey..." Brother Jue was deeply shocked. He feels that his heart has been hit and hurt a lot, "Have you made a mistake? Let's play! It's unscientific..."
"It's really not science." Yang showed a mysterious expression. He continued solemnly, "This is a technology, a technology that has been tempered and refined."
"You have been focusing on Apple for 30 years!" Feng Bujue shouted, "The most basic trust between people is there!"
"Heh...you know the depth of the dart fruit world, young man." At this moment, the archer walked over from the side, raised his head and looked down at Ge Nian.
"Why did the name for me suddenly become a Japanese feeling... Didn’t I call me a young man before..." Feng Bujue couldn’t suppress the complaint*, "The word'Dart Fruit World' is What is it? Only the forbidden domains that you two know..."
"Never mind..." The shooter ignored Jue's words and picked up his first dart, "Let you take a look...What's the difference between the real "Dartman" and you."
Feng Bujue heard a full-bodied term in the second grade, he said with a false eye: "Surely you made up this messy setting..."
"Look at the darts!" The archer screamed, using a group of old ladies twisting the Yangko's footwork, taking a false step and swinging his wrist to attack.
Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh is it is that it is ahhhhhhhh it is that it is an ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh----
At that moment, a small dart seemed to turn into a smart viper, and a copper-colored light faintly appeared around it.
With the sound of the 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 him spinning around at super high speed in situ, allowing the apple itself to increase its spin, then he retracted his figure, supporting the ground with one hand, and when the apple began to fall due to gravity, he lifted it upside down.
So...the apple also flew out of an arc, and it was a high parabola, as if it had drawn a "0" in the sky, and finally flew to Yang's head.
Slap——
Two seconds later, the dart pierced the wall. And Apple hasn't landed yet.
It turns out...Although the dart didn't center the apple, the needle of the dart had rubbed against the peel, which changed the frequency and angle of the apple's rotation. Therefore, its falling trajectory changed accordingly.
Seeing this change, Yang's reaction can be described as swift...
He immediately supported the ground with both hands and used a neat Thomas maneuver to forcibly shift the center of gravity of his body. After turning back half a meter horizontally, he once again successfully caught the apple with the top of his head.
But... this time, a wisp of cold sweat shed on his bald head.
"Hehehe..." The shooter missed a hit, but he didn't show any disappointment. On the contrary, he smiled, "Old man~IndoMTL.com~Now you, face my'booming snake dart' ', is it so easy to do..."
Yang responded to each other with a look of sympathy, and sullenly replied: "You are the only one who can force me to use the'Thomas Returning Fruit Skill'..."
"These two guys are making fun of me..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched, and he roared in his heart, "What's the problem with the'Spinner Dart'... Could you please go back to the set of Wang Wang, please? Don’t say anything about'Thomas' Returning Fruit Skill'... This kind of term is simply an insult to the names of all the nirvana skills... Is there any mental pollution?"
"Okay, Dave, it's your turn again." The shooter finished a dart and sat back on the stool by the bar. "You should already know how to play this game, right? Let's highlight it. Show us the real effort."
"Bright your mother..." Feng Bujue was cursing in his heart, "I'm so **** looking for eighteen bald-headed brawny men to use folding stools to pump you..."
Depressed and depressed, the game has already started, and he must finish it.
So, he still raised his second dart silently... (to be continued)
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