793 Lao-in-Law Is in Trouble (2/4)

Chapter 793 The old man is in trouble (24)

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

Stewart and a close friend of Mo Henian were considered rivals, so they encouraged each other to encourage their companions. Although they were talking and laughing, they were still slightly wary.

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

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

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

Nelson, who opened the bar, smiled and said: "Mo accepted their bet, did you see those target throwers? Later, two targets will be thrown each time, five times in one round, and whoever wins more than three rounds, wins. !"

"Double multi-directional flying saucer, this is a big enough game, no one can hit two targets at once, right?" An old man next to him shook his head.

"Stuwart was hit, just last week. I don't know if it's true. Anyway, I haven't seen him hit before. If it's true, this guy really has shit luck!" Another old man said.

"It doesn't matter, your father-in-law won't lose on the bet!" Nelson patted Yang Yi's shoulder and said cheerfully, "Your father-in-law bet on an antique gun, but Doug bet on his favorite sports car. For the price, Doug's bet is twice as high!"

"Doug's car is beautiful!" An old man next to him was drooling with greed. "The color and the streamlined body are like burning clouds."

"I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf! If Mo can win, we can borrow it to drive! This guy Doug is so generous, Mo is much more generous!"

Yang Yi interrupted their YY, and he asked eagerly: "Hey, Nelson, how does this match compare? Doug and the others seem to have three of them to play? My father-in-law will play by himself?"

"Three rounds, they take turns. In fact, they all have similar marksmanship and are just having fun," Nelson explained. "Mo can also send someone else to play, but he wants to play by himself."

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While speaking, Mo Henian had already checked his shotgun, and he had a bullet pocket on his waist. He took off his sunglasses, and walked to the edge of the outdoor field with high spirits, defiantly looking at the man who came up with a cigar. Doug: "Doug, it's too late for you to regret it now!"

"Hehe, you are the one who will regret it!" Doug held the cigar with his fingers, and a bodyguard beside him brought a shelf, which he put on it, and then took out his double-barreled shotgun and stuffed two shotguns.

The two naive old men spat at each other for a while, until the coach on the sidelines called to prepare to start, and then seriously held the shotgun in their hands.

The first shot was fired by Doug, and two flying saucers flew out of the target trench. Their distances, heights, and directions were different. Doug fired two shots in a row. A mass of pink powder, the second shot missed.

Yang Yi watched from behind, and he probably had a bottom line.

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

The flying saucer is shot with shotguns, and the saucer target can fly a distance of more than 70 meters, but the optimal hit distance of the bullet is less than half, so the response must be fast, and the shooting must be completed within a few tenths of a second when the flying saucer is thrown. Will not let the flying saucer run away!

Yang Yi had never played this thing in his previous life, but he had watched the game on TV and knew how it was played.

However, even though Doug's playing level looked amateurish to Yang Yi, Nelson said worriedly: "Doug's hand feels good today! He hits the first time!"

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

"It seems that they were fighting just now, I guess they have been practicing for a while!" said an old man next to him, "These guys must know that Mo is not practicing!"

While speaking, Mo Henian also started his first shot.

Boom!

There was only a sound of gunshots, but nothing happened.

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

"Fuck you! It's just a mistake! I'll show you a double-yolked egg later!"

The two started to spit trash again, and Mo Henian was not at all disadvantaged.

Of course, Yang Yi also knew that unless his father-in-law was blindly hit, with his reaction speed, it was impossible to hit two targets at once.

Everyone still had four shots to fire, and Doug missed the next shot. He was probably a little excited, but Mo Henian still failed to hit the target. In the third shot, Mo Henian finally hit a shot, but Doug also hit.

"Not good! Doug feels good today!" An old man muttered.

Yang Yi looked a little impatient next to him, and hoped that his father-in-law could give some strength. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, you can't lose with this tone!

However, Mo Henian missed the fourth shot, and Doug still hit a flying saucer steadily.

"Hey, Mo! You've lost!" Doug smiled smugly.

"Who said I lost?" Mo Henian said angrily, "There is still the last round. If I can hit two flying saucers, then I can catch up, that's a draw!"

"This is impossible!"

"Let's see!"

It's really impossible, Mo Henian couldn't hit two multi-directional flying saucers! Although Doug didn't hit the flying saucer in this round, Mo Henian still missed a shot. He was too impatient. The first shot missed a bit, and the second shot didn't catch up. He lost this round. .

"Don't worry, haha, you still have two chances to come back!" Doug, the old man, was also a naive person, he patted Mo Henian on the shoulder triumphantly, and looked at Mo Henian's unhappy face, he was very relieved .

It seems that the trolls who have been coveted for a long time can be deceived!

Mo Henian was really unhappy, he lost a lot of 3:1, but the old man's mentality did not collapse, and he came back and bragged with Nelson and other old men: "It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! I didn't feel good in that round just now. Definitely win!"

But Yang Yi could still see the urgency of the old man. When he waited for the management to change the target, he kept clenching his fist or wiping the shotgun in his hand.

"Dad, why don't you let me go? You may feel a little cold today, but I feel hot!" Yang Yi leaned over and muttered to Mo Henian in Chinese with a smile, "I'll take care of you for the next two rounds. Fight, you are guaranteed to win it back!"

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

But he didn't think that Yang Yi had practiced flying saucers when he was in the army. Which army is still equipped with shotguns? It seems that except for a small amount of equipment in some units of the United States, no country has a gun with such a short range that it is easy to accidentally injure its own people, right?

Yang Yi opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Yes, there is a domestic friend who also runs this shooting range in Modu. I have played with him. I won't brag to you. I am really talented at this."

Mo Henian was skeptical, but his son-in-law volunteered to share the pressure for him, and Mo Henian felt warm in his heart, and he really felt bad today, so he didn't feel confident, so he was no longer stubborn and gently nodded.

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

"Your son-in-law?" Doug hadn't officially known this young man from the yellow race beside Mo Henian, but he didn't think Yang Yi could be so powerful, so he laughed arrogantly, "Haha, yes, you can go up to anyone you want! "