Chapter 666 (1/2)

”The name of this gamble is' 100 shots and 100 hits'.”

Hamler said with a smile, ”this beautiful woman is Li Huan. She can fly a very powerful knife and hit 100 goals. But today, we have increased the difficulty of flying a knife. She must cover her eyes with an eye mask, then turn around in place and shoot the mouse on the target.”

Then hamle looked at Chu fan and said with a smile, ”next, you have two choices: one is that she can hit the mouse; the other is that she can't shoot.”

Chu fan looked at Li Huan with a smile and said, ”beauty, how much did old Charles spend to invite you?”

Li Huan was stunned and said in surprise, ”you are also Chinese? What's your name? You won't be the contestant in this competition?”

”What, don't I look like?”

”Er... I think no one in China is qualified to participate in this big gambling game of billions and tens of billions of dollars.” Li Huan put out his tongue playfully and put out his hand generously, ”Hello, my name is Li Huan, from Northeast China.”

”Chu fan, from the northwest.”

”Puff Chi!” Li Huan couldn't help laughing and gave him a timid look, ”choose, I'm very powerful at throwing knives.”

”Cough!” hamle coughed and interrupted their conversation. ”No chatting during the game. Chu fan, have you made up your mind?”

Chu Fan said with a smile, ”I want to ask first, can you move the mouse's position?”

”This...” Hamler couldn't decide. He looked back at chief Charles.

Chief Charles nodded with a calm face. Hamler immediately said, ”no problem. We made the problem, but you can adjust the difficulty according to your wishes.”

”This time, I'd better write out my choice first and announce it when it's over, OK?”

”Yes!”

Chu fan found a place where there was no one, quickly wrote a note, folded it and handed it to Hamler. Then, at Hamler's command, Li Huan took the black eye mask handed over by the staff and covered his eyes.

On the other side, under Chu fan's low command, the staff moved the mouse on the target down to the end and almost landed on the ground. Then, Bai Yumei personally took Li Huan and quickly turned several circles.

Such a fast rotation, not to mention wearing an eye mask, even with your eyes open, you have to be confused. But under the gaze of the crowd, Li Huan's steps were quite steady. However, I don't know whether Bai Yumei deliberately or she really lost her direction. She is standing in a position with her back to the target.

When hamle was about to speak, Chufan suddenly came forward, took hamle for a few steps, changed his position, and then released him. To Chu fan's caution, hamle could only roll his eyes and ordered the onlookers to retreat quickly so as not to be hurt by mistake.

”Ready -- start!” Hamler drank and quickly hid behind the table for fear of being hurt by mistake.

Looking at Li Huan again, I don't know when there was a willow leaf Throwing Knife in his hand, but he didn't shoot it out for a long time. The heavy tasks of the onlookers hold their breath, win or lose, but they are all in her hands.

The time was still. After about three minutes, the little white mouse fixed on the target suddenly screamed. At this moment, Li Huan, who was facing the target with his back, suddenly turned around. At the same time, the Throwing Knife in his hand also came out. Lightning hit the little white mouse quickly and accurately.

”Good!” old Charles was the first to stand up excitedly and clapped his hands. The corners of his eyes were even wet.

So, I finally won once. I still won that bastard Chu fan. Great, great!

Everyone was stunned by Li Huan's exquisite throwing knife skills. They can accurately hit a target less than five centimeters in size by sound alone. How did they practice it?

Great, great!

”Mr. Chu fan, don't be sad, you still have a chance!”

”Didn't you Chinese say that winning or losing is a routine for soldiers? Just win back next time.”

”Mr. Chu fan, you've lost this time. It's the beauty's throwing knife that's too powerful.”

”That is, if it were me, I would choose her to miss.”

Many competitors pretended to comfort Chu fan. In fact, they were happy. Especially, you lose sometimes. you deserve it

Hamle patted Chu fan on the shoulder and comforted him, ”don't care too much. You've won two, and it doesn't matter if you lose one. You're still the best.”

”Who said I lost?”

Chu fan stretched out his hand, took out a cigar from Bai Yumei's chest, lit it with a match, blew out a mouthful of smoke, and hummed, ”chief hamle, open the note I gave you and see what I wrote?”