Zhang Fan gave a thumbs up to the face slap.

He is still very pleased with the strength of this group of brothers and sisters.

This is a true fan!

"Hmph, what's the big deal about fighting, let's see you in the game, see if I don't torture you to death. The man put away his arrogant look and immediately snorted.

When the others heard this, they immediately chuckled.

Tortured Zhang Fan to death?

Heheda, the hit rate of ten rings in almost 100 shots, is what you can abuse? What the hell are you doing!

"Game on!"

Zhao Fen couldn't wait to roar, his eyes swept over Zhang Fan coldly, and even asked the assistant to call all the reporters over.

Hehe, in the archery competition, the contestants missed the target, this should be big news.

Looking at Xiong Lin, who suddenly had countless reporters around him, there was also a chill on his face, Zhao Fen, the grandson, really didn't shed tears when he saw the coffin.

See the joke? Wait and see.

Xiaoxiao zoomed the camera closer to Zhang Fan again, and he whispered: "Zhang Fan's track and field competition can be described as invincible, but can he still maintain his previous prestige in this shooting competition?"

The audience was excited.

A small number of people are looking forward to Zhang Fan's shooting results, and the vast majority of people are looking at Zhang Fan with a look of watching the show.

Breaking the world record four times has already made them feel strongly jealous, and they just want to see Zhang Fan make a fool of themselves once.

"Let's go!" the coach began.

"Cut, boy, look at it, I'll tell you what archery is. The man standing beside Zhang Fan drew his bow.

However, at this time, Zhang Fan had already shot an arrow, and when the arrow was off the string, Zhang Fan quickly picked up the second arrow.

Woohoo!

Three arrows, chasing the tail out.

Looking at Zhang Fan, who shot three arrows in a row, whether it was the audience at the scene or a group of people in front of the TV, they were shocked.

Nima, the three arrows of the first round were shot out like this?

You don't even aim at all, can this be targeted?

Xiaoxiao shouted excitedly, hurriedly controlled the mastery, and pulled the camera to Zhang Fan's target.

However, the next moment, the people in front of the TV were all stunned.

Looking at the three arrows in the bull's-eye, they even became short of breath.

Grass, ten rings?

How is this Nima possible!

Zhang Fan, this guy, is he so perverted!

First you broke the world record, and now you tell us that you shoot three arrows in a row, all ten rings?

In S City, a group of people from Hua Ling also gathered in front of the TV to watch Zhang Fan.

"Boss, have you ever played archery?" asked one of them.

Hua Ling nodded and said: "It's too difficult, it's really difficult, archery and shooting guns are not the same concept, it takes physical strength and the accuracy is low." ”

"Why can Zhang Fan shoot ten rings?"

Hua Ling gritted her teeth and said, "Why are you going to ask him about this little pervert." ”

"How?" roared the onlookers.

The target is too far away, they can't see clearly, this is not like when they are running, after all, they only need to look at Zhang Fan to know the approximate result.

"Hehe, off target. Zhao Fen held a teacup and sneered disdainfully.

However, in the next moment, Xiaoxiao screamed.

"Thirty rings, thirty rings, Zhang Fan's three arrows and thirty rings!"

Zhao Fen suddenly stiffened, and the teacup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"How is it possible, how is it possible! How can Zhang Fan have a result of thirty rings?" Zhao Fen roared out almost as if he were roaring.

Immediately, he ran towards the shooting scene.

"How many rings, how many rings?" Zhao Fen said, shaking the arm of the coach behind Zhang Fan.

Looking at Zhao Fen's actions, everyone's eyes were about to come out.

Damn, why can't you see so close?

The coach also recovered from the panic and hurriedly said: "Thirty rings, a total of thirty points!"

"How is that possible!"

The athlete next to Zhang Fan was also stunned.

Thirty rings, fuck your uncle, how is it possible!

Immediately, he stared at the past and forgot about it, looking at the three arrows in the center of the target, his face was as pale as paper.

It's really thirty rings!

Isn't it the first time Zhang Fan has played archery?

At this moment, his hand pulling the string suddenly relaxed, and the arrow came out of the string.

"Ahh

The man screamed, because he saw his arrow, shot at Zhang Fan's bull's-eye.

"Nineteen points, elimination!" the coach behind him yelled unceremoniously.

Nima, nineteen points, three arrows and nineteen points, go to your uncle, just this quality, still play archery, get out early.

"No, no, coach, I didn't mean to, give me another chance. The man hurriedly turned around and said in a crying voice.

The coach gave him a cold look, and then spit out a word: "Get out!"

"Hahaha!"

The athletes around laughed.

"Yo, why did you miss the target, I still want to see how you tortured me, why did you eliminate it in the first round. Zhang Fan sneered, then turned his head and said to Zhao Fen: "This is your Z City's 100 steps through Yang, oops, it's so powerful, it's really scared to death." ”

"Hahaha!"

Whether it was the athletes around him, the crowd of onlookers, or even a group of people in front of the TV, they all laughed.

This Nima is simply slapping Zhao Fen's face with the sole of his shoe.

Cool, enjoyable!

"See, our brother Fan is omnipotent, isn't it archery, isn't this just thirty points. "The group of people who slapped the face were very excited.

"6666, 100 rockets go in a wave, no problem!"

"Hmph, let's slap the face, it's not for nothing, teach you to be a man in minutes, that dwarf, it's really stupid, and he dares to argue with Brother Fan, this is a stupid comparison!"

"Hehe, brother, please slap the face group number!"

"Sorry, it's full!"

"Huh?"

"President Zhao Fen, you won't be here to influence my archery, I'll tell you, if I miss the target in one round, you will be scared. Zhang Fan said playfully.

"That's it, President Zhao Fen, please don't affect our game, please go out. The coach also began to speak.

Shake your sister, blind dog, Lao Tzu's hands are about to be broken by you, hurry up and get out, Lao Tzu is not from your Z City.

"Get out, get out!"

On the audience, a group of people burst into laughter.

Zhao Fen's face was pale, as if he had lost his soul, and he slowly left the shooting range, but when he stepped out of his front foot, Xiong Lin ran over happily.

"Oh, Chairman Zhao, what about your 100 steps through Yang? I really want to see it. Xiong Lin's face was extremely strong with mockery, and at the same time, he gave Zhang Fan a thumbs up.

Immediately, he beckoned to the reporters not far away.

"What are you doing in a daze, come here, don't you come and ask Chairman Zhao how he trained the off-target athletes? ”

A group of reporters were stunned, but the next moment, they all ran over.

Fuck it, they're not reporters from Z City anyway, such a big news, don't do it for nothing.