I opened my bow and realized that the responsibility was heavy, and I worked hard to stretch my body into a bow.

The rope was wrapped around his hand, and he threw it four or five times with his cheeks puffed, and threw it out.

Everyone's eyes followed the ropes.

I saw the rope hovering in the rain for a moment and fell down.

Everyone held their breath, "Come! Come! Come!"

Unfortunately, the rope cover was blown by the evil wind and fell into the water, like a snake that was killed, lifeless.

"Go!" The villagers made disappointed voices.

He opened his bow and cursed, "Fuck it!"

Qin Muxiu's expression remained unchanged, "The wind and rain are so strong, so it's not so easy to hit the trap at once. Brother Zhang might as well try a few more times."

This time, he opened his bow and spitted into his palms.

The body is tighter and the wrists are swung more powerfully.

However, the rope cover fell out again.

Six or seven times in a row, there was no trap for Dashi.

Zhang Kaigong had no confidence at all, "Why don't you try it if you change someone."

Seeing that he was sweating and panting, he would not have any good results if he threw it away, so he nodded, "Who else can come and try it?"

Immediately afterwards, two or three young men also came to try.

But these young men not only did not get caught in the stone, but they even threw the bow halfway away.

Seeing that the flood was gathering more and more, it was almost spreading to the ankles, Qin Muxiu frowned.

It’s not their fault. They opened their arms and pulled the bow for more than ten years, and they were full of muscle bumps. How could the young guy compare?

But if this stone is not removed, the flood discharge canal that the villagers have worked hard to dig will not work, and the village will still have to flood.

"Old Qin, give me a try." Pei Feng took the rope and walked.

Qin Muxiu's eyes lit up.

In order to subsidize the family income, Pei Feng worked everywhere as a child.

The wharf has carried the bags, and the brick kiln has moved the bricks.

The tendons on the body are no less than those on the open bow.

Pei Feng took two steps above the stone against the wind before he shook his arms and roped.

The first time, failed.

The second time, adjust the angle slightly.

One hit!

"Um!!" The villagers couldn't help but exclaim.

There was no hope at all. After all, Zhang Kaigong can be said to be the strongest and best-skilled man in the village. He couldn't even hit him. Who else can hit him?

Unexpectedly, this gentle and young foreigner suddenly got hit!

Qin Muxiu didn't expect Pei Feng to be so powerful, so he gave him a thumbs up.

"Everyone is working hard together to pull the stone up!" Pei Feng shouted.

With an order, the men in Xiaogang Village shouted the slogan "One, Two, Three", and tried hard.

Some people fell into the mud, and some people's shoes were washed away by mud and water.

But no one let go, and they all tried their best.

This is working hard for your home!

"Come on! Come on!"

As everyone took turns to use their strength, the stone rolled towards the shore little by little.

"It's still a little bit too much, I'll shout one, two, three, and we'll work hard together!" Li Zheng ordered.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

Rumble!
Chapter completed!