The archway in this closed range uses a fixed target combination, with a thirty meters at the farthest, with a screen display at the front end and a voice report. The archer can clearly see the position of his arrow shot through the screen display.

When cleaning the target, just press the button and the target will move to the front end through the slide rail.

The mobile target spans the archery path and is not suitable for multi-person sports. When there are many people, it can only be used in turn. It is relatively low in efficiency. It is usually a place for advanced archers who are more confident in their archery skills.

Under the guidance of Guan Xiumei, Luo Zhanglang opened his bow with his left hand and the arrow with his right hand. He pulled a full string, aimed at the target fourteen meters away, and shouted with confidence: "I have it!"

Duo!

Voice broadcast: "This shooting has been off the target, please continue to work hard!"

"Puff hahaha..."

Yan Yunzhong couldn't help laughing wildly. He patted Luo Zhanglang on the shoulder, regardless of the other party's embarrassment and teased: "My friend, do you have any vision problems? Coach Guan helped you aim at the bull's eye. You can even off the target. I suggest you put on your glasses and then ejaculate!"

Damn!

Come on the key!

Luo Zhanglang is used to being criticized by people online, but how could he stand this? He fought back on the spot: "I'm just to liven up the atmosphere, but you still take it seriously? Do you know there is a saying that says: It's better to hide your weakness than to show ugliness? Seeing the one behind you, there is no sportsman! My brother, I'm not targeting anyone, with him, everyone present is rubbish! Let me go, come!"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Yunzhong, Guan Xiumei, and Yan Yunzhong's companions looked at Lin Fang with strange eyes.

The others are fine, at most, even if they are senior enthusiasts, they are mostly in the ten-meter target, seven-ring, and eight-ring. They are lucky enough to shoot ten-rings.

Guan Xiumei is different. She is the treasure of this archery museum. Her ancestors produced archers. Although she declined later, after the founding of the country, her racial talent was reactivated again after the great master joined the army.

If Guan Xiumei went to join the army, she would definitely be a sharpshooter who suppressed the first army.

Now someone is so arrogant that she also cut her into the garbage dump, saying that her archery skills are not as good as Lin Fang.

Can this be tolerated?

Guan Xiumei looked at Lin Fang for a while, and her smile gradually began to become perverted.

I'll go!

What does it have to do with me?

While Lin Fang was standing aside watching the fun, he was still thinking about when Luo Zhanglang could not argue and what angle should he help from to relieve the embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhanglang opened the whole map and threw him out and output it as soon as he mocked the whole map.

I am a dead house, when will I be able to exercise omnipotent...

Besides, I don’t know how to talk about this bow or arrow!

"Just him?"

Yan Yunzhong glanced at Lin Fang, his eyes full of disdain.

He had long seen this man surrounded by beautiful twin sisters, but the timing was wrong. He was also thinking about guiding Guan Xiumei, but he was not easy to show too much, so he didn't flirt with the two sisters Mi Sui'er and Mi Li'er.

Yan Yunzhong thought about stabilizing the situation first, and then find a private opportunity to ask for WeChat later in the future.

At this moment, when he heard Luo Zhanglang praising Lin Fang, Mi Sui'er and Mi Li'er look at Lin Fang, and they were both full of "wow" awesome admiration, he immediately became even more unhappy, and even more disliked Lin Fang.

Yan Yunzhong sneered: "Or, Bibi? One person has ten arrows, I will give you twenty rings! If you can surpass me, I will give you several of you one person a year platinum members of the Archery Hall!"

"One word is certain!"

Luo Zhanglang didn't know how much the platinum membership in the Archery Pavilion was worth, but as soon as he saw Yan Yunzhong's unhappy look, he felt very happy. He turned his head and looked at Lin Fang, waved his fists, and said, "Brother Fang, give him some color (she)!"

I'll give you the color!

Lin Fang felt that he couldn't, but Luo Zhanglang's eyes told him that he could.

This tm is difficult to deal with.

I’m going to drive the duck on the shelves, I’m going to put it on the fire and roast it!

"Well... I haven't played with bows and arrows before. Actually, I'm a beginner, and I'm probably off the target..."

"Brother, don't be polite to them!"

I'm welcome you xx...

Lin Fang gave Luo Zhanglang a fierce look. This guy drank some red wine while eating steak, and was stimulated by Yan Yun. He completely let himself go. The sad clouds between his eyebrows and eyes were swept away, full of rampant pride.

"Yes, don't be polite to me!"

Yan Yunzhong looked at Lin Fang with a smile, touched a bow and arrow casually, threw it to Lin Fang, and said, "Let's do this, 32-pound bows, moderate strength, twenty-five-meter targets. I don't bully you. I usually target ten meters, nine out of ten, average seven. Five rings. Twenty-five meters targets, basically six out of ten, average four rings. If you can shoot three arrows but don't leave the target, I'll win!"

Guan Xiumei frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Yan, are you a little embarrassed? Twenty-five-meter targets, 10 shots, you are talking about your best results, right? Beginners shoot 25-meter targets, even if they practice for a month, they will all fall off the target!"

"I'm wronged!"

Yan Yunzhong exaggeratedly and said, "Coach Guan, even if I talk about my best results, it has nothing to do with the game, right? If I compare the ten-meter target, I will bully people. I don't have any advantage in the 25-meter target. I can't even win if he hits the target with one arrow, right?"

Although Guan Xiumei felt that Yan Yunzhong was a bit unreasonable, she had to say that he had some reason.

She thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. Many beginners have wrong postures and can't even aim the bull's eye. I'll help him correct his posture first and let him test the 25-meter target several times. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay! Must do it!"

Yan Yunzhong glanced at Lin Fang and smiled indifferently: "Coach Guan's request is no matter how difficult it is, I must meet it! But... I think this little brother... may not work!"

Go to yours!

How can men be said to be no?

I can!

He stretched his head and shrank his head, and Lin Fang gritted his teeth, simply stood on the arrow, spit out a word, "Come on!"

Guan Xiumei glanced at Lin Fang, her eyes slightly strange.

Is this...no longer pretending?

She walked over and looked at Lin Fang's posture of holding the bow, and found that Lin Fang had never learned it. The bow was like holding the steering wheel. She really wanted to shoot it out and she was going to get off the target.

"You should hold the bow like this..."

Guan Xiumei stood behind Lin Fang, pressed against his back, and taught him how to hold the bow.

Next to him, Yan Yunzhong's jealous eyes were almost glaring out.

Why doesn't I have this treatment?

Are you teaching someone to hold a bow? Are you seducing a man?

I……

Yan Yunzhong hated and wanted to curse, but he had already said it. It was hard for Guan Xiumei to stop teaching him now.

He could only stand beside him and beg for his fierceness while thinking about how to teach Lin Fang a lesson later.

The hatred of killing your father and the hatred of taking your wife, this hatred... is so big!
Chapter completed!