48 Hours a Day

There are advantages and disadvantages to the first person to strike.

If played well, it could put pressure on the people behind it, but it would also be tantamount to lighting the cards first, and the Japanese professional boy hesitated because it was unclear whether the group had any other tricks, and he chose the backhand.

But the opposite group of people didn't care at all. The other party had chosen them and their eyes had fallen on one of the fat men, who looked flat among a group of schoolchildren, wearing a dirty Bosideng down jacket, just like a normal person in size.

Earlier, his companion was playing while he stood by and watched and didn't say anything.

I laughed when I found everyone else staring at me, "You're looking for something. ”

“Come on, it's a rare holiday. Let's have some fun.” Wang Bin handed over the laser gun, "I invited everyone to have a late supper. ”

The fat man in the down jacket took the gun helplessly, but added, "Don't get in trouble, Mr. Guo said. ”

As soon as he picked up the gun, the whole person's energy was different, as if he had changed, the posture of carrying the gun was different from that of amateur ticket players. The Japanese professional boy had a bad feeling in his heart, but he still had a little luck in his heart.

However, when the game started, Fatty's performance completely wiped out his fantasy. Compared to his disfigured appearance, the former's shooting technique was incredible, and he could not see it in the opening stage. As the balloon rose faster, he still maintained his horrible accuracy and continued to hit the colored balloon.

The points in the lower right corner of the screen also rose at a steady rate, and the Japanese professional boy's face changed dramatically, and the opponent had exceeded his previous best score, leaving a full half-minute remaining.

Until the end, the balloon rose so fast that his eyes couldn't see clearly, the fat man's hit rate dropped slightly, but it didn't matter anymore, his points could get the highest prize, and a staff member walked towards him with the big bear.

The latter dropped the laser gun in his hand, but he was a little crying, “I want this thing to be useless. ”

Wang Bin patted him on the shoulder, his eyes turned to Zhang Hengsan on the other side, grinning, “What, more than that? ”

Japanese professional male face like ashes, he understood that he had fallen for it, by this time he didn't know that Fatty was not an ordinary person, the other person's figure could be mixed up in physical school, obviously not mainly for basketball and other mainstream sports, and his performance just now showed what he was practicing.

“Now that you've lost, please keep your promise. ”

Wang Bin pulled his phone out of his pocket and moved to video mode as he spoke.

The Japanese professional boy rose red face, he didn't expect the other party to be so excessive, not only was he going to see him ugly, but he was going to keep it for a slow viewing. It was one thing to be embarrassed among strangers. If this thing was passed on to the internet, and the school classmates saw it, he would not be able to lift his head until college graduation.

And more importantly, because his momentary impulse also involved the early-se birds and Zhang Heng around him, he was angry, not paying attention to the bet Wang Bin said was the losing party, amounted to including both of them, now Wang Bin asked, but deliberately emphasized “you” again.

The Japanese professional boy was so ashamed and ashamed that he didn't even notice that both of them were gone. Until the fat man in the down jacket shouted softly, he found out that people were surrounded by the console again sometime.

Zhang Heng clamped the bottle of Oriental leaves he had bought on the side of the road under his arm, picked up the laser gun beside him, and then turned to Wang Bin on one side, “Can I borrow two game coins? ”

The latter stunned and then gave a deep smile, “Are you still alive? Fine." He pulled two game coins out of his pocket and threw them over.

Zhang Heng held onto his hand and threw one into the console while the other remained in the butt at the bottom of the screen. Then he said to the fat man in the down jacket, “This is for you to challenge me. ”

The crowd suddenly burst out. Even the Japanese professional boy felt that Zhang Heng was crazy. The fat man's performance just now was obvious. According to the staff in the games hall, the oversized doll bear had been in the store for more than two months. It was the first time that he had been won.

Fatty's face flashed with surprise. Zhang Heng, however, no longer cared about the shouting behind him. The game started. Compared to Fatty, he was amateur in the position of holding a gun. He just held it in his hand randomly and didn't see anything special. However, after he fired a few shots, Fatty's face gradually condensed.

Outsiders look at the lively inner gateway, the difficulty of just starting is similar. Whether it's a master like Fatty, or a normal person beside him, the speed of the top score is the same, but Fatty can see more from Zhang Heng's rhythm of shooting, especially when the balloon accelerates, this sense of control over the rhythm becomes more and more obvious.

Unlike Fatty's robustness, Zhang Heng's point growth in the lower right corner of the screen was for a while, and he seemed a little busy with his hands and feet, but Fatty looked at it for a while and there was a cold sweat on his head.

His ability to observe is much stronger than the average person, which allows him to quickly find the most valuable balloons on the screen, but essentially he and the average player use the same strategy, always giving priority to the most valuable balloons.

Unlike Zhang Heng, Fatty opened his eyes and finally found out that the other party did sort the balloons on the screen in a short while, and found the most reasonable shooting order. He did not necessarily prioritize shooting the most valuable colored balloons, but would ensure that all valuable balloons were harvested before flying out of the screen, and you should know that the balloons on the screen are constantly changing, that is, Zhang Heng should keep updating his shooting order.

Fatty doesn't know how they do it, and that's why he's surprised.

Two minutes soon passed. When Zhang Heng dropped the laser gun in his hand, he found half the game hall surrounded and the game points on the screen stopped scrolling.

His final score was 2,765 points, 636 points higher than Fatty's 2,129 points, causing a shock around him, and Hayase Flying Bird jumped more excitedly.

At last, it was the turn of the gym students to mute. Wang Bin's eyes shifted to Fatty's, hoping that he could respond again. However, the latter only had a bitter smile on his face. Fatty looked at the game coin on the eye-gun tray and eventually just sighed. "Wow, I can't beat this achievement. ”

Wang Bin and others looked ugly. They couldn't imagine how fat people would lose. They had no idea how to deal with this situation on their side.