Chapter 320

Director Wang also followed.

He was also stunned.

On the ground was a pheasant, alive, still struggling.

There were two feathered arrows on the pheasant's neck, forming an "X" shape, pinning the pheasant's neck to the ground, locking it!

"You, you, how did you do that?"

Director Wang was very shocked.

This archery technique was absolutely god-level!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it even if he were beaten to death!

"Practiced it!"

Wan Ping'an responded with a smile.

The archery involved couldn't be explained clearly in a short while, nor was it something laymen could understand, so he just brushed it off.

Yan Jiecheng was happy.

He pulled out the two arrows.

He grabbed the pheasant and stuffed it into the basket on his back.

"Brother Ping'an, your archery is too powerful; can I learn it?"

Yan Jiecheng was very expectant.

If he could learn such incredible archery, he could go out and show off, definitely scaring a large group of people!

Just like just now.

He saw it and was stunned.

Others saw it and were also stunned.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he definitely wouldn't have believed it.

"Yes!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

"Really?"

Yan Jiecheng's eyes lit up.

Director Wang and the others' eyes also lit up.

"First, you must be willing to endure hardship and practice for five years without interruption."

"Second, you must have a certain amount of talent."

"Finally, you must have a good bow!"

Wan Ping'an responded with a smile.

Director Wang shook his head with a bitter smile.

He was very busy with work; how could he find time to practice archery specifically?

Five years of uninterrupted practice wasn't as simple as just saying it.

Three conditions.

Directly discouraged everyone.

It was still better to use a gun; it only required simple practice for a period of time to have a certain level of accuracy, which was enough for hunting.

Sihe Academy.

Yi Zhonghai returned from the rolling mill.

He had gone to ask for sick leave.

Returning to the Sihe Academy, he didn't even go home and went straight to find the Deaf Old Lady.

"Sigh, there's an assessment next month, but my leg is injured, so I'll definitely miss it!"

Yi Zhonghai sighed.

He had been punished by the rolling mill, demoted from a level-six worker to a level-four worker, and intended to take the assessment to get promoted back as soon as possible, but lost the opportunity due to his broken leg.

"Don't think too much, just recuperate peacefully!"

The Deaf Old Lady's expression wasn't good either.

"Old Lady, the person who broke my leg had his face covered and his voice was very strange, but I can be certain that it was Wan Ping'an; I am very sure!"

Yi Zhonghai gnashed his teeth.

"What's the use of you being sure?"

"Do you have evidence?"

The Deaf Old Lady shook her head.

Whether going to the subdistrict office or reporting to the police, evidence was needed.

It couldn't be whoever he said it was.

Even if he reported it, they could only list Wan Ping'an as a suspect, and at most take a statement; they couldn't arrest Wan Ping'an.

"But my leg is broken; did it break for nothing?"

Yi Zhonghai's eyes were blazing with fire.

Broken leg.

Made him miss an opportunity for promotion.

At the same time.

It was also very inconvenient to move around.

Just now when going to the toilet, when squatting down, he accidentally twisted it, and there was severe pain in his leg, and his leg went soft, almost making him fall into the cesspit.

Fortunately, he was leaning on a cane, barely maintaining balance.

But he hit his head on the wall, causing a large bump, and tears of pain came out.

"Put the broken leg matter aside for now; haven't you thought about why Wan Ping'an would block you on the road?"

"In the middle of the night, how did he know you went out?"

"Did he know you were spreading rumors?"

The Deaf Old Lady questioned.

Yi Zhonghai was stunned; he hadn't thought of this point.

"Are you saying he followed me?"

Yi Zhonghai realized.

"This is the only possibility!"

"He followed you, saw you finding people to spread rumors about him, and in a fit of anger, broke your leg."

The Deaf Old Lady nodded.

"I'll go find Wumao immediately!"

Yi Zhonghai turned to walk out.

Too anxious.

Forgot about his broken leg.

Just as he stood up, he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Such a big person, why are you still so reckless?"

"Didn't break anything else, did you?"

The Deaf Old Lady was also surprised.

"I'm fine."

Yi Zhonghai climbed up, picked up his cane, and walked out limping.

To find Wumao.

It used to take less than half an hour.

After his leg was broken, he walked for two hours, resting three times in between, before arriving at the courtyard where Wumao and the others lived.

"Bad!"

"I walked too fast and didn't wear my hat, nor did I bring my face mask; what should I do?"

When preparing to knock on the door, Yi Zhonghai felt his pocket—it was empty!