The three new old men are also farmers in this prairie town. The one with the cigar in his mouth is Doug, who owns the largest farm in the town. The fatter old man on his left is Craven. His farm mainly grows fruits, of course, it is also the area closest to the forest. The one on the right is called Stuwater. In addition to having a farm, he also has other cattle and sheep businesses.

A friend of Stuwater and Mo Henian was a competitive relationship, so they encouraged each other to have their companions. Although they were talking and laughing, they were still a little nervous.

Yang Yi handed the rifle in his hand to the administrator of the shooting range and went over to watch the fun.

When Yang Yi came over, Mo Henian, who had a hot temper and was easily agitated, had already discussed with the other party, and the old man was twisting his arms and actively preparing.

"Sir, what's the situation?" Yang Yi asked the others in a low voice.

Nelson, who opened the bar, smiled and said, "Mo accepted their bets. Do you see those target throwers? Two disc targets will be thrown out every time, and they will be thrown five times in one round, which is more than three rounds. Even if anyone wins more, it will be considered a victory!"

"Double multi-directional flying saucer, this is big enough. It seems that no one can shoot two targets at a time, right?" An old man next to him shook his head.

"Stuwater hit the ball, which happened last week. I don't know if it's true. Anyway, I haven't seen him hit the ball before. If it's true, this guy is really lucky!" said another old man.

"It's okay, your father-in-law is not losing money in the bet!" Nelson patted Yang Yi on the shoulder and said enthusiastically, "Your father-in-law bet on an antique gun, Doug has bet on his favorite sports car. In terms of price, Doug's bet is twice as high!"

"Doug's car is beautiful!" An old man next to him was so greedy that he was drooling. "That color and the streamlined body were like burning clouds."

"I can't bear to bear the child and can't trap the wolf! If mo can win, we can borrow it in the future! Doug is a guy who is not a penny, mo is much more generous!"

Yang Yi interrupted their yy, and he asked anxiously: "Hey, Nelson, how can I compare this game? It seems that all three of them are going to play on Doug and the others? My father-in-law will play by himself?"

"They take turns to play in three rounds of games. In fact, they have similar shooting skills, just for fun." Nelson explained, "Mo can also send others to the field, but he wants to play by himself."

...

While speaking, Mo Henian had already checked his hunting rifle and had a loaded pocket on his waist. He took off his sunglasses and walked to the edge of the outdoor venue with pride. He looked provocatively at Doug who was holding a cigar in his mouth: "Doug, you still have time to regret it now!"

"Haha, you will regret it!" Doug held the cigar with his fingers. A bodyguard next to him took a shelf, and he put it on it, then took out his double-barrel hunting rifle and stuffed it with two shotguns.

The two childish old men sprayed trash talks with each other, and until the coach on the sidelines shouted that he was about to start, he carefully held the hunting rifle in his hand.

The first shot was fired by Doug, and two UFOs flew out of the target trench. Their distance, height and direction were different. Doug fired two shots in a row. The first shot hit a UFO, and a ball of pink powder exploded in the air, but the second shot failed.

Yang Yi looked behind and probably felt confident.

Doug's reaction speed was slow and it was impossible for him to hit the second flying saucer, because after he fired the first shot, the second shot was in a hurry and did not hit the direction of the second flying saucer.

UFO shooting uses shotguns, and the disc target can fly at a distance of about 70 meters, but the optimal hit distance of the bullet is less than half, so the reaction must be quick. The shooting must be completed within a few seconds of the UFO thrown so that the UFO will not let the UFO run away!

Yang Yi had never played this thing in his previous life, but he had watched games on TV and knew what kind of gameplay it was.

However, even though Doug played well and looked amateur in Yang Yi, Nelson said worriedly: "Dog felt good today! He hit the ball the first time!"

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment and looked at them.

"It seems they were fighting just now, and they probably have been practicing for a while!" said an old man next to him, "These guys must know that mo has not been practicing!"

While speaking, Mo Henian also started his first shot.

Bang bang!

Just hearing the gunshots, there was no movement.

"Mo, it seems you can't do it! Are you going to lose your Remington to me?"

"You're bullshit! This is just a mistake! I'll give you a double yolk egg later!"

The two started to squirt about trash again, and Mo Henian was not at a disadvantage at all.

Of course, Yang Yi also knew that unless his father-in-law was fooled, it would be impossible for him to hit two targets at a time with his reaction speed.

Each person still has four shots to fire, and Doug didn't hit the next shot, so he probably was a little excited, but Mo Henian still failed to hit the target. In the third shot, Mo Henian finally hit one shot, but Doug also hit it.

"It's not good! Doug feels good today!" An old man muttered.

Yang Yi was a little anxious when he saw it, hoping that his father-in-law could give him some strength. Winning and losing is not important, and he can't lose in this tone!

However, Mo Henian failed to hit the fourth shot, while Doug still hit a flying saucer steadily.

"Hehe, mo! You have lost!" Doug smiled proudly.

"Who said I lost?" Mo Henian said angrily, "There is still the last round. If I can hit two UFOs, I can catch it back, and it will be a tie!"

"This is impossible!"

"Let's go and see!"

It is indeed impossible. Mo Henian could not hit two multi-directional flying saucers! Although Doug did not hit the flying saucers in this round, Mo Henian still failed to hit a single shot. He was too impatient. The first shot missed a little, and the second shot failed to keep up, and he lost this round.

"Don't worry, haha, you still have two chances to turn the tables!" Doug, the old man, was also a childish person, and patted Mo Henian on the shoulder proudly. Seeing Mo Henian's unhappy look, he felt very happy.

It seems that the troll who I have been jealous of for a long time can be deceived!

Mo Henian was really unhappy. He lost a lot of 3:1, but the old man did not lose his mentality. When he came back, he bragged to Nelson and a few old men: "It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! The round just now felt bad, and I will definitely win next!"

But Yang Yi could still see his father-in-law's anxiousness. When the managers went to change the target, he kept clenching his fists or wiping the hunting rifle in his hand.

"Dad, why don't you let me go? You may feel a little cold today, but I feel very hot!" Yang Yi leaned over and muttered to Mo Henian in Chinese with a smile, "I'll play for you in the next two rounds, and I'll guarantee that I can win back!"

"You? Have you played with this thing?" Mo Henian looked at Yang Yi with a suspicion. If he wanted to say that Yang Yi performed well in the previous rifle, he could still understand that Yang Yi had been a soldier before and had a foundation.

But he didn't think that when Yang Yi was in the army, he had practiced flying saucers. Which unit was equipped with shotguns? It seems that except for some American troops, no country could use this gun that was too short and could easily injure his own people's guns?

Yang Yi opened his eyes and told lies: "Yes, a friend from China also set up this shooting range in the Magic City. I have played with him. If I don't brag with you, I'm really talented in playing this."

Mo Henian was skeptical, but his son-in-law volunteered to share the pressure for him. Mo Henian felt warm in his heart. In addition, he really felt bad today and was unsure, so he was no longer stubborn and nodded gently.

"Doug, in the next round, my son-in-law will play for me." Mo Henian hugged Yang Yi's shoulders, held his proud head and said to Doug and the others.

"Your son-in-law?" Doug had not officially met the young man of the yellow race around Mo Henian. However, he didn't think Yang Yi was so powerful, and he laughed arrogantly, "Haha, yes, you can do whatever you want!"
Chapter completed!