"You are very awesome!" The fat man stood up after a long time, threw a sentence at Jian Heng, and walked to his car with his two partners holding their heads without looking back, then got into the car and left in shame.

At this time, Xiaomai raised the ticket in his hand and said happily to Sara: "Give each of you a bottle of beer, I'll treat you!"

“Wow!”

Xiaomai's speech instantly ignited the enthusiasm of these people. After everyone cheered in unison, they rushed back to the bar. For a moment, the hugging bar outside the bar returned to its original lively appearance, which was the atmosphere of demons dancing. But now everyone turned their attention to Jian Heng's two punches OK and Fatty Jason came up.

"When did you become so powerful?" Sun Siwei was waiting for everyone to rush into the bar, but he went the other way, walked to Jian Heng's face and touched Jian Heng's arm, pinched Jian Heng's forearm, and asked curiously.

Jian Heng smiled and said in a fake way: "If you practice every day, you will be able to practice like this. Don't worry, you have time to practice in your future work."

Sun Siwei thought for a while and said, "I don't expect anything anymore. I can't stand the pain of muscle training!"

Jian Heng said: "It would be much better if you treat this thing as a habit. Some people think so at the beginning, but they become addicted as they practice. You should know that fitness can also be addicted."

"When the time comes, I will give you a drink for Sun Siwei!" He Ye felt a little itchy when he saw Jian Heng beat up a fat white man so neatly. He also wanted to try Jian Heng's training method.

Hearing He Ye say this, Jian Heng would not refuse. He wished that his friends around him would have a good body and live a long life together.

"I understand, you have to ensure that you have at least three days of systematic training per week." Jian Heng nodded in agreement.

He Ye asked quippedly, “Is it charged?”

Jian Heng replied to the locals: "If you want to give me, I won't refuse!"

While speaking, Jian Heng untied his fists with the help of Damai, then untied his hands and hung a few things on his shoulders.

Zhang Jialiang walked over with a smile at this time, reached out to pick up the fist gloves and tied hands from Jian Heng's shoulder: "Boss, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Seeing the boy's smile, Jian Heng understood what he wanted to do: "From the future, you can smoke for an hour every day, and Damai, take him to practice!"

"I want to practice with you," Zhang Jialiang said, scratching his head.

Jian Heng glanced at him: "At your level, it's a waste of barley teaching you. If I were asked to practice, you would have to run forty minutes every day and then push-ups..."

When Zhang Jialiang heard this, he immediately interrupted Jian Heng: "Okay, I can't practice with Sister Damai! If you don't want to take me, just don't take me, why are you abused me?"

Jian Heng was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, and he continued to walk towards the door of the bar.

Several people went back into the bar, but there was still no seat. They each got a bottle of beer and started drinking it while standing.

"Who wants to play with axe throwing?"

After about ten minutes, a group of people were having fun and the atmosphere became warm again. An old guy in his sixties and bearded stood on the chair and asked loudly at the crowd.

"yeah!"

There are many people who respond, including men, women, young and old.

The bearded old man took out a ticket for fun from his pocket and threw it on the table: "Whoever wins will take it away!"

When I heard that there were some fun, and it was a traditional axe throwing, everyone's interest was boosted.

Nowadays, there are fewer people here, at least half of them are cowboys. For many people, when they come into contact with them, they are not as tall as the foals. Everyone thinks they can play well, especially now that it is a festival and a good start, so many people immediately responded to the bearded old man's proposal.

"If you like to play, follow me outside. Everyone has to get some lottery... "The old bearded man shouted while taking the people out.

"How to play the axe throwing?" He Ye seemed to be interested in this game, and asked Jian Heng Rules in a low voice.

Without waiting for Jian Heng to answer, Damai opened his mouth and said, "It's very simple. Take an axe and throw it to the center of the rake. The closer you get to the center of the circle, the higher the score. Each person throws it a few times in total, which is similar to the shooting rules. However, there are differences between different distances. The further the game will be, the further the distance will be until a winner is decided."

The rules are so simple that it cannot be simpler. After hearing this, He Ye directly reached out to take the ticket from his pocket and leaned over to the door.

"Do you want to play?" Jian Heng said to Sun Siwei.

Sun Siwei smiled and said, "Forget it, I'm so excited. I don't know whether to move forward or backward, so I don't have to put psychological pressure on everyone."

"That's right!" Jian Heng smiled and turned his head to look at the barley beside him, and Xiaomai asked.

If the two sisters are in good condition, they must participate directly.

When everyone arrived at the door and stopped in the parking lot of the bar, under the street lights of the simple parking lot, the old man bearded turned out the rake. This thing is also something that many small bars in the countryside are made of simple wooden nails. This kind of rake can be used to hang the rake paper when playing. As for the rake paper, it is naturally purchased from the bar.

The old man beard collected the money here, and there were already three people who had paid the money there, forming the first player to play. Two of the three were in their forties, and one looked just seventeen or eighteen years old.

Pa, pa, pa!

After three sounds, an axe appeared on each of the rakes. I have to say that this movement was well carried out in the countryside. The first move of the three of them was almost very good. Two nine rings and one slightly missed the right heart, but it still hit the red heart.

"Wow, not bad!"

Just as everyone cheered the players up, the second axe was already thrown out. This time, it was slightly worse than the first time. There were two eight rings, and the most were the nine rings.

After throwing four groups like this, the boy and a middle-aged man were eliminated, leaving only the middle-aged man in his fifty years.

In this way, the one who scored the best result was always left in the first round of the field. Five full marks appeared, two of which were Barley and Wheat, and one was actually the widow Katherine Anderson. I don’t know when she appeared here.

Three of the five people were women, which made the old men feel a little dazed on their faces, and they all added oil to the two men who were still on the court. One of them was the bearded old man who proposed to play this. It seemed that the old man was very confident in winning this game.

With He Ye's level, it is naturally impossible to occupy one of the remaining places. He was eliminated as soon as he went up, because of the five axes, he had two of them without throwing the rake. He fully explained what it means to focus on mixing up, and just went up to entertain him.

The remaining five people naturally cannot share the bonus equally. All we can do is to continue comparing. After moving back one to two meters, the five people will continue comparing.

This time, Damai and another middle-aged man did not perform well. One hit the Sixth Ring Road and the other hit the Seventh Ring Road, and they were eliminated after breaking each other.

After another round, the bearded old man, who was originally full of confidence, had a low-level mistake and his axe hung only on the edge of the rake, so the final victory and defeat began between wheat and widow Anderson.

Just as everyone was preparing to watch the two of them play, the sound of a whimpering ambulance came from afar, so everyone turned their heads almost at the same time and looked at the road not far away.

Soon several ambulances appeared in everyone's sight. There were not one car, a total of four or five cars. They turned directly to the fork in the North African Eagle Ranch at the intersection of the town.

"What's going on?" Many people asked in a whispering manner, and their attention to the game was greatly reduced for a while.

The two female players on the field were not paying attention to the game, and took a few moves in a row. In addition, the distance was getting bigger and bigger, and the physical energy was consumed. After all, Mrs. Anderson was older, and she was not a young wheat opponent who was nourished by space water. So when she was in the third axe, she made a mistake and did not hit the rake.

Bang!

While the axe hit the Eight Ring, Xiaomai raised her hands and started to make a loud noise, as if she had won the Super Bowl all at once.

"I'll invite everyone to a round of beer"

The wheat in the hands of the dumplings rippled again and shouted at everyone.
Chapter completed!