The whole entertainment circle is trembling

Seeing that Nie Qianqiu and the Kunlun faction were about to catch up, Xia Xingjiang suggested: "Teacher, I heard that there is a garden fair over there in the square, let's go and have a look."

Nie Qianqiu glanced at him: "You have a childlike innocence."

Xia Xingjiang was confident and confident: "It's rare to come here once, of course we have to go shopping more." The most important thing is to quickly get rid of such a large string of light bulbs.

Nie Qianqiu smiled: "Okay, fulfill the child's wish."

Then he bid farewell to the others, and went to the square with Xia Xingjiang.

The small square near Yeshi Street was temporarily requisitioned as a venue for the cultural festival. A stage was set up in the middle, and some performances to promote local culture and art were regularly arranged. Occasionally, unknown underground bands played and sang on it when the stage was free. It is planned as an entertainment area similar to a garden fair. The well-planned small stalls mainly operate some common entertainment activities. In addition to the more traditional balloon shooting, rings, dolls, and paper net fishing, there are many new ones. High-tech entertainment projects such as VR experience and naked-eye 3D have attracted a large number of families and couples with children.

The two walked around the square, passing by small stalls, Xia Xingjiang asked Nie Qianqiu's opinion one by one.

"Teacher, do you want to catch goldfish?"

"Forget it, once I make a move, let me catch all the goldfish, save it for others to transfer."

"Teacher, is it a ferrule?"

"I'm afraid I accidentally put everything on..."

……

Along the way, Xia Xingjiang felt a little sad. The garden party was originally such a good place for couples to warm up their relationship, but in the eyes of Nie Qianqiu, who is full of bugs, it is full of minefields. I want to take him to experience ordinary happiness. It's so difficult, it feels like he exists to hit others.

Xia Xingjiang was thinking about how to make good memories with Nie Qianqiu, so he heard Nie Qianqiu ask: "Wow, there are so many people there?"

He followed Nie Qianqiu's line of sight, and saw a large shooting booth surrounded by densely packed people, and bursts of applause came from time to time.

Relying on his height, Xia Xingjiang stood on tiptoe to look, and said, "How many foreigners seem to be there?"

Nie Qianqiu also looked at it: "Hey, brother Tang Sect is also there."

Xia Xingjiang saw that surrounded by the crowd was a cold and stern young man in all black, and it wasn't Tang Feiling.

Xia Xingsheng learned a bunch of methods on Baidu on "how to use garden parties to pick up girls", but none of them were used, and the only thing left was to join in the fun.

So the two looked at each other, and walked towards the center of the crowd tacitly. Relying on their martial arts training, the two quickly squeezed into the crowd, and saw four unusually tall foreign men standing in front of the stall. Wearing a similar T-shirt jacket, with muscles stretched all over his body, just standing together creates invisible pressure on the people around him.

Xia Xingjiang glanced at it, and whispered to Nie Qianqiu, "Those people should be mercenaries."

It was the first time for Nie Qianqiu to see a live mercenary, and he became very interested.

Next to the men who were suspected of being mercenaries stood an elderly-looking lady with white hair and blue eyes. Unlike the foreign men who didn't look easy to mess with, that lady was obviously much more elegant in terms of her attire and demeanor. .

Xia Xingjiang said: "I guess, these people should be bodyguards hired by that lady."

At this time, one of the foreign men was aiming at the shooting booth with an air gun and shooting at the balloons hanging on the wall. His hand was steady and he fired five shots in a row. The balloons in the top row of the booth burst one after another.

This move was crisp and neat, without any false starts.

There was once again warm applause all around.

Nie Qianqiu seemed to be unable to understand the scene he saw: "...Am I not mistaken? Mercenaries shooting balloons at the fair?"

Aren't the mercenaries he usually sees in the movies always come and go, going to great lengths to kill powerful enemies?

Suddenly seeing such a childlike side of mercenaries, it immediately complicated his impression of the group of mercenaries.

Xia Xingjiang also had a downcast expression: "This year's mercenaries can't do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Qianqiu's expression twitched a little: "It's not just that this year's mercenaries are bad, I think this year's martial arts is also very bad."

Xia Xingjiang looked over again, and saw that Tang Feiling was also holding an air gun, and had already taken over the foreign man's position. It seemed that he was going to have a showdown with the foreign man.

Xia Xingjiang: "..."

Xia Xingjiang said calmly: "Fei Ling...this is an old problem."

Nie Qianqiu: "????"

He was about to ask about some old problems, when the owner of the shooting stall screamed: "Uncle Tang, please do me a favor and let this small business of mine go!"

Tang Feiling remained expressionless and unmoved: "Your business is doomed to fail today. If you don't let me play, they will also blow up all your balloons. Give them your prizes rather than give them to me."

This "they" naturally refers to the group of mercenaries.

But the owner of the shooting stall obviously didn't think so, took a deep breath and said: "I reported that Lao Cui's ring stall has bought a batch of goods, including Xiong Da Xiong Er and Little Pig Page, you go to him immediately. There!"

As soon as the boss finished speaking, there was a roar from the crowd: "Old Yang, I XX your uncle."

Then he turned to a flattering voice and said to Tang Feiling: "Uncle Tang, don't listen to his nonsense, I didn't have any toys in my stall, only little hairless goldfish, really."

However, Tang Feiling only glanced at the stall owner named Lao Cui lightly: "Oh, I'll go to your place to have a look after I finish collecting the prizes here."

Old Cui: "..."

Then Lao Cui scolded Lao Yang endlessly.

The surrounding people seemed to be familiar with this scene, and watched the two stall owners pecking at each other very calmly.

Xia Xingjiang said to Nie Qianqiu with an expression of not being able to bear to look straight at him: "Fei Ling, he has been on the blacklist of the Beggar Gang Street, and if there is a garden fair on the Beggar Gang, he will update Fei Ling in the group in advance. A recent photo, to remind everyone to beware of him."

Seeing that Nie Qianqiu didn't seem to understand, Xia Xingjiang had no choice but to speak more bluntly: "He often comes to harm the shooting booths at the garden party. The Tang Sect's concealed weapons are known as the number one in the martial arts. Win all the prizes from other people's stalls..."

Nie Qianqiu was shocked: "It's really shameless!"

Xia Xingjiang continued to add: "Not only the shooters, but also the loopers. As long as there are plush toys in the prizes, he will wipe them out. It's almost like that..."

Nie Qianqiu concluded: "You want to say that devils have entered the village."

Xia Xingjiang nodded silently: "This word is more suitable for you. After all, he and I are still superficial friends."

Nie Qianqiu wants to say that the friendship between you people is not worth mentioning. "

While speaking, Tang Feiling had already raised the air gun. He didn't even aim at it. With one swing, the air gun fired ten times in a row, and the only two rows of balloons left on the wall exploded instantly.

Some of the onlookers cheered loudly, but there were also many people with cold expressions, with an expression that had been expected for a long time, and they didn't even receive applause.

Nie Qianqiu took a visual inspection, and estimated that they were all members of the Beggar Gang.

The mercenaries also applauded appreciatively, and said in Chinese with a weird accent with their thumbs up: "Niuuu! You are too good!"

Nie Qianqiu wanted to say that the Chinese of these mercenaries is really grounded.

But Tang Feiling's expression was still calm, and he said to the mercenary: "Give me all the prizes you just won."

The mercenary didn't seem to speak Chinese very well, so he glanced blankly at the foreign lady next to him.

The foreign lady smiled slightly, translated Tang Feiling's words into Chinese and said it again to the mercenary.

Xia Xingjiang and Nie Qianqiu both spoke good English, and they understood immediately that the mercenary wanted to compete with Tang Feiling again.

Sure enough, the foreign lady said to Tang Feiling in fluent Chinese: "Bruch thinks you are very good, and wants to compare with you."

Tang Feiling looked lacking in interest: "He has already lost all the prizes to me, so what can he compare with?"

The foreign lady was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't think that he only cared about the prize, she thought for a while and said: "Bruch has never met anyone who can compete with him in marksmanship, and he very much hopes to meet you again This is a contest of honor."

Tang Feiling glanced at them, as if thinking of something, said: "That's fine, then you all win the prizes from this stall first, and if I win you later, all these prizes will belong to me."

The lady was a little puzzled by Tang Feiling's operation, but since Tang Feiling agreed to continue the contest, she didn't say anything, and turned to translate with Bruch.

The stall owner named Lao Yang yelled strangely: "Uncle Tang, you can't act like this!!!"

Tang Feiling said with a cold face: "Don't wrong me, those foreigners who won your things away are the ones who are wronged and the debtors, so don't sue me in front of He Shu when the time comes."

Lao Yang wanted to cry but couldn't cry. He pointed at Tang Feiling with one hand and shook for a long time, but he didn't dare to curse.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

……

Under the strong gaze of the four mercenaries, Lao Yang sadly hung new balloons on the shooting wall.

Bruch said in English: "This time, let's stand farther away."

Tang Feiling shrugged indifferently.

Bruch walked back and stopped when he was three times away from the normal shooting distance. Then he raised his air gun and aimed at the shooting wall. Tang Feiling suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

A puzzled look appeared on Bruce's face.

Tang Feiling said: "Compared to tomorrow, I can't compare the results like this."

He walked to the stall and asked Lao Yang, "Do you have any markers?"

Lao Yang rolled his eyes at him and reluctantly took out a marker pen. Tang Feiling took out the marker pen and walked to the wall, where he worked on the balloons on the wall for a while.

When he was done, all the balloons were painted with a small red circle.

Tang Feiling said: "At your distance, hit all of these circles."

Bruch's originally confident expression froze for a moment.

The foreign lady said: "But if the balloon is broken, you can't tell if it hit the circle and broke?"

Tang Feiling looked at Bruhe with a half-smile: "No, I can see it, and he can see it too."

The lady turned to look at Bruch, Bruch tensed slightly, and said, "Yes, I can."

Although he complied, but when Bruch raised the air gun again, his posture was not as calm as before, and his whole expression became serious.

He held up the air gun and aimed steadily at the direction of the shooting wall, narrowing one eye slightly.

After a while, another five shots fired in succession, and on the other side of the wall, five balloons burst one after another, another beautiful shot without fail.

The crowd burst into warm cheers again, and the foreign lady also showed a satisfied smile. You know, the distance this time is three times that of just now.

Bruch himself and the other three mercenaries did not show any happy expressions.

Xia Xingjiang said, "Neither the fourth nor the fifth balloon hit the red circle."

Nie Qianqiu nodded.

Bruch looked at Tang Feiling, Tang Feiling said concisely: "Four, five."

As soon as Bruch heard it, he knew that he couldn't fool the person in front of him, so he admitted it straightforwardly, and handed the air gun to Tang Feiling again.

Tang Feiling took over the air gun without swaying his posture. He still flicked the gun casually. Ten guns fired in succession, and ten balloons burst in succession.

Now, the expressions of the group of mercenaries and that foreign lady can only be described as stunned.

Especially Bruch, if he read correctly, the ten shots were all shot firmly in the circle drawn on the balloon.

"Sharpshooter!!" Bruch shouted excitedly, first he babbled a lot to Tang Feiling, seeing his unwavering expression, thought he didn't understand English, so he repeated it to the foreign lady.

Xia Xingjiang said to Nie Qianqiu contemptuously: "Fei Ling did it on purpose, he can understand English."

The foreign lady said to Tang Feiling: "Bruch wants to know, besides shooting, do you know anything else?"

Tang Feiling was focused on counting his "spoils of war", and said impatiently, "What's the matter?"

The lady said: "We are all fans of Chinese Kung Fu. Your shooting skills are so good. If you know other Kung Fu, we really hope to have the opportunity to communicate with you."

Tang Feiling picked up a plush doll half a meter high, and refused without hesitation: "No."

Seeing this, Bruch went up and snatched the doll from his arms, and said in stuttering Chinese: "You, me, compare...communicate..."

Tang Feiling failed to decipher his alien Chinese, and only looked at the doll he snatched: "Give it back to me."

Bruch looked at the doll he was holding, then at Tang Feiling's appearance, consciously caught Tang Feiling's weakness, and said, "No, you, and I..."

Tang Feiling didn't give him a chance to finish speaking, so he strode over and reached out to grab the doll.

Bruch was startled and subconsciously dodged.

Immediately afterwards, one grabbed and the other hid, and the two started fighting for no reason.

Bruch's big man was not built. When he moved, he looked like a calf, and the onlookers around him were frightened and avoided.

The foreign lady also consciously retreated to the side, and happened to retreat to Nie Qianqiu and the others.

She looked at the two men who were fighting suddenly, her expression was very nervous, and she shouted to the other three mercenaries: "Stop Bruch quickly, don't let him hurt anyone, and don't cause trouble in China!"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a muffled muffled sound of "bang—" and a huge shadow flew over from a distance, accompanied by Bruch's terrified cry "oh, god—"

The black shadow came straight towards the lady, with an overwhelming momentum.

The lady's blue eyes widened instantly, her head went blank, and she even forgot to dodge.

Between lightning and flint, a figure flashed in front of her eyes. The man was wearing a white feather mask, and the feathers were dotted with tiny rhinestones, shining slightly. He flashed in front of her with strange steps, and then One hand was raised lightly, and it could almost be called an understatement to pat Bruch who was flying towards him.

Bruch, who was as strong as a calf, stopped in front of him with another "bang--" and made close contact with the ground.

Foreign lady: "????"

The author has something to say: This chapter has been revised

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