At this moment, Lin Chuan was almost standing 25 meters away, and the target was just a square inch of wooden board, and only the red center of this board, which was the size of a one yuan coin. Zhou Kai and the others were also curiously staring at Lin Chuan.
"Chuanzi, go for it." Lu Dapao shouted loudly: "Fight for the brothers."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
Lin Chuan threw out three throwing knives at once.
Clap clap clap…
Three crisp sounds, and the three throwing knives actually hit the red heart the size of a coin neatly.
Sigh…
Everyone was dumbfounded, the little kid Goudan's eyes widened, and snot flowed down from his nose. Lin Chuan turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, who was also staring at Lin Chuan at that moment. When their eyes met, the middle-aged man immediately looked away and continued to grill skewers.
"Uncle, you're so awesome." The little kid Goudan exclaimed: "I thought only my dad had this skill, I didn't expect you to have it too."
