The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

In addition, there is a special project here. There is a small unique shooting range. Every beer consumer can get a free shooting opportunity.

In addition, if you can hit the bull's-eye three times in ten shots, you will get another free beer.

The students are keen on it. In the bar, there are cheers from students from time to time.

Ye Feng people, just in a cheering sound, walked into the owl bar!

"Sit on the other side of the range! Let Tom the Musketeer win us more free beers As soon as some students came in, they surrounded Tom and said excitedly.

Tom, a boy with small freckles on his face, was a little proud after hearing this. He glanced at Annie inadvertently and put out his hand to make a handsome posture of virtual shooting.

Annie said, "Tom took off his beer for free, and we can't help but smile at him. However, the title of the God of guns, ha ha, is a little too exaggerated! "

Speaking, Tom, the boy student, has been surrounded by everyone on the shooting range. He wants to show his skills!

"Oh, Tom, here you are again! It seems that tonight, I will lose money again! " The owner of the bar, a fat man with a big beard, saw Tom going on the stage to shoot. He could not help but spread out his hand and joked.

Tom is more proud of his speech!

Ye Feng doesn't often go to such occasions. From the moment he comes in, he feels a strong sense of exotic customs. It's true that we can experience American culture more directly than in class.

Among the happy college students, Ye Feng is also unconsciously infected with emotion. He turned around and looked at everything inside curiously.

However, when his eyes swept over a corner, a gentle figure fell into Ye Feng's eyes. Ye Feng's look suddenly changed and his eyes narrowed.

"Look, look, Tom is starting!" Annie reminds Ye Feng loudly.

Ye Feng turned around and looked at Tom.

As Annie said, Tom's shooting is not bad. Within ten shots, he hit the bull's-eye four times.

"Bang" a large glass of fresh beer, was heavily placed on the table in front of everyone by the bar owner.

"To Tom, the eternal Musketeer!" After putting down the beer, the owner of the bar yelled loudly.

"Oh How wonderful! Gunslinger! God of guns Annie and other students immediately applauded and cheered.

Tom's freckles turned red with excitement, and he walked down the range triumphantly. He gave Annie another look like an invitation.

Annie, to Tom, stretched out two thumbs, not stinging praise.

Tom is even happier. It seems that Tom has a good feeling for Annie. When he got to Anne's side and sat down, Tom said to Ye Feng excitedly, "doctor ye, is my shooting good?"

"Yes! Very good Ye Feng sipped his beer and nodded with a smile.

However, just as the students were jubilant for Tom's success, a very disharmonious voice sounded on the adjacent table.

With a "pa", a tall, red faced man at the next table staggered to his feet, pushed aside the chair behind him, raised his feet, put a dirty big boot on the chair, pointed to Ye Feng's students in a loud voice, and said rudely, "shut up! Stupid people with no sense. If you hit the bull's-eye four times, can you be called the Musketeer? If you have the guts, compare with my marksman mastan! If you can't compete with me, you're a pile of shit. Get out of the owl bar

The tall man, marstein, was obviously not a student, and he was obviously drunk.

His voice was very loud. As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes in the whole bar were focused.

Tom, a boy student, has just been praised by his classmates. Even Annie, the girl he loves, is very happy.

Who knows, he was suddenly insulted for no reason. No matter how well cultivated he was, Tom was angry at this time.

With some confidence in his shooting, Tom could not help but stand up. Pointing at mastein, Tom cried out, "I'm better than you! If you lose, apologize to me! "

"Hey, hey! Son of a bitch! I'm a marksman. I won't lose! If I lose, I will kneel down and apologize to you! However, if you lose, hey, you have to admit that you are a son of a bitch! Take your people and get out of here. Of course, keep the girls Marstein's face was red, his chest was covered with a clump of disordered chest hair, his mouth was grinning, his mouth was covered with yellow teeth and a licentious smile.

The students on Yefeng's desk were very angry at this. However, seeing mastein full of confidence, they could not help but feel a little uneasy.Ye Feng, seeing this scene, shook his head helplessly.

There is no shortage of such silly goods anywhere!

Tom and mastein, at last, with everyone watching, stood on the range.

"Come on, boy, I'll show you what a Musketeer is!" Mastan raised the gun in front of him with his right hand. A grim smile rose from the corner of his mouth. The other hand, pointing at Tom, beat a middle finger fiercely!

Tom flushed with anger, but he also squeezed his lips and held his gun.

"Come on, Tom!"

"Come on, get this rude guy out of the owl bar!"

Tom's classmates immediately stood up nervously to cheer Tom up!

Ye Feng took a sip of the beer with the smell of fragrant malt and turned his eyes to the shooting range.

At the moment when Ye Feng's table became the focus of people's eyes, the graceful woman in the corner was shocked. Obviously, she had already seen Ye Feng!

"Come on, come on!" In the students' cheering, Tom and marstein shot their first shot together.

However, the result is to make the students a sigh.

Under the great pressure, Tom obviously played out of order, this shot, only hit the eighth ring.

However, that mastan, it is a shot in the bull's-eye!

Tom's heart grew more nervous and his face turned pale.

Mastein, on the other hand, grinned grimly without waiting for Tom. Mastein's hands kept on firing several shots behind him.

There were ten shots in all, and marstein hit the bull's-eye seven times.

No wonder he is so arrogant!