Recast youth

Chapter 1066 Feng Sande was captured
Ye Feng did not deliberately pursue accuracy today. He stood with his slender figure on the arrow path, his left shoulder facing the target, his eyes like an eagle, and the moment he placed the arrow nock on the bow string.

Ye Feng then began to nod his arrow and tie the string.

Then draw the bow.

Then the arrow flew out with a whooshing sound.

A 60-pound recurve bow is very powerful and very lethal. It can even hunt wild boars and ferocious animals like brown bears at a certain distance, which is completely different from a 28-pound compound bow.

Of course, the price is that when you shoot too many arrows, your arms will start to get muscle soreness. After all, the recurve bow does not have as much mechanical assistance as the compound bow. The more you open it, the more strenuous it becomes.

It takes nearly 30 kilograms of force to pull apart every time. If you are not a professional warrior, you will not be able to hold on for long.

Ye Feng's physique is relatively reserved. He looks thin and well-proportioned, and his muscles are not explosive. However, he is considered a relatively strong type among amateur archery enthusiasts.

This is also related to Ye Feng's character. After experiencing so many things, Ye Feng's character has long been as tough as iron, and his spine is like a bow. It can be bent, but it will never break. And now there are no people who can bend Ye Feng's spine. Very few anymore.

After Ye Feng played with the archery target for a while, and the target was filled with arrows, Ye Feng changed his method of playing, shooting plaster plates. This is a game played by rich people, in which someone throws plaster plates into the sky or in front of him.

Then the archer shoots arrows at the moving gypsum plates. Each gypsum plate costs money, and the price is not low. After all, cleaning the venue after shooting is also an expense, so this way of playing is a game played by rich people. , basically those who come to play are some bosses, mistresses or some second generations.

Ye Feng is the owner of Lanshan Club, so he doesn't need to care about this. However, after shooting ten plaster plates, Ye Feng felt his arm was slightly sore, so he put down the recurve bow in his hand and stopped forcing it.

Don't be impatient or pushy.

This is what Ye Feng asked himself to do. Since returning from the United States, Ye Feng has understood a lot. There are no pure good people or pure bad people among the successful people in this world.

Because a pure good person cannot survive surrounded by bad people, and a pure bad person cannot survive because he is too bad, so he will be attacked by a group of people, and his own path will be blocked, so he cannot survive either.

Therefore, how to find a suitable scale between good people and bad people is a big knowledge.

Ye Feng used to want to be a good person, but now he doesn't think so. Being a good person is too tiring. Chinese history has been so many years, from the Xia Dynasty to the present, there are many historical figures recorded.

Those who can succeed are all successful.

Therefore, if a person wants to succeed, he must have certain methods and ruthlessness. Although he will not scare the people around him, he must at least make his opponents feel in awe.

This can also make you feel better.

After Ye Feng put down the recurve bow, Chen Jianqing also came over, looked at Ye Feng and asked: "Mr. Ye, are you in a bad mood?"

Ye Feng rubbed his sore arm and looked at him with a smile: "Is it obvious?"

"A little."

Chen Jianqing looked at the arrow stuck on the target at the end of the arrow path and said: "Normally, you wouldn't use a 60-pound recurve bow. Such a barbaric method? It is still a bit harmful to the body."

"I'm not in a bad mood, I just have too much work recently and am a little tired. Come here to vent."

Ye Feng handed the recurve bow to Feng Zheng, then turned around and looked at Chen Jianqing and asked, "By the way, I haven't been to the club in the past few months. How is the club's business?"

"It's good. The customers have basically stabilized. In addition, the weather is getting hotter and outdoor activities cannot be carried out. At this time, the club's central air-conditioning has the advantage. Many members will choose to come here to relax." Chen Jianqing said Ye Feng reported. "Well, that's fine. If you need anything, just tell me."

Ye Feng nodded, and then chatted casually with Chen Jianqing. Although there are many archery coaches in the archery hall now, Chen Jianqing's contribution is still not small.

When the club just opened, Chen Jianqing was basically the main supporter for the mid-to-high-end customers, so Ye Feng also valued Chen Jianqing, otherwise he wouldn't have gone out of his way to invite Chen Jianqing back.

Chen Jianqing also respects Ye Feng for a very simple reason. Ye Feng gave him his favorite and most suitable job. He can engage in his favorite career and have a stable income at the same time. This is what almost everyone yearns for. .

So Chen Jianqing always kept this favor in mind.

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly found that there were several people at the door of the archery hall, all calling their friends, and then several members who were shooting in the archery hall followed them out.

Ye Feng felt something was wrong, turned around and said to Chen Jianqing, "I'll go over and see what happened."

"I'll go there too." Chen Jianqing followed Ye Feng.

Facts have proved that Ye Feng's feeling is right. Chinese people love to join in the fun, and Ye Feng himself is no exception. When he left the archery hall, he found many people running towards the second floor.

The second floor is the leisure area.

After Ye Feng, Chen Jianqing and Feng Zheng went upstairs, they found a group of people gathered in a corner of the corridor, and that corner was where Feng Sande usually set up a fortune-telling stall at the Lanshan Club.

A woman was making a loud noise in the middle of the crowd.

Ye Feng's first reaction was that the old gangster Feng Sande was causing trouble. Maybe when the female member came to him for fortune telling, he saw that the female member was beautiful, and then he couldn't help but eat her tofu, and she grabbed her pigtails and wouldn't let go.

Ye Feng looked back at Feng Zheng. Feng Zheng was standing next to Ye Feng and looking at Ye Feng. He did not squeeze into the crowd immediately. Ye Feng was very satisfied with this.

Feng Zheng did not make the decision privately.

According to Feng Zheng's original character, no matter who is right or wrong in today's matter, even if Feng Sande kills someone and sets a fire, he will stand in front of Feng Sande unconditionally. He refuses to accept his relatives and ignores his reason. This is also one of Feng Zheng's characteristics.

"Let it all go."

Chen Jianqing pushed aside the crowd. He is now the manager of Lanshan Club, and many people know him, so Chen Jianqing also spoke with authority. He shouted to the staff who were watching: "Everyone is not working, why are you hanging around here? "

When the employees saw Chen Jianqing coming, they stepped aside one after another. When they saw Ye Feng behind Chen Jianqing, their expressions changed, and they left one after another with their heads lowered. The salaries and benefits of Lanshan Club employees are very good, and there is basically no chance of resignation. Most of the people were old employees, so they recognized the expressionless Ye Feng at a glance.

There were also members onlookers, but when they saw the employees, they all moved out of the way. Knowing that the leaders of the Lanshan Club were coming, they also moved out of the way and stood back to watch the excitement.

At this time, Ye Feng could already see Feng Sande. The bamboo tubes on the table had been swept away. He was a man in his 20s, wearing a high-top and tight sportswear. The most attractive parts of a woman's figure were all highlighted.

She is also very beautiful, wearing lipstick and exquisite makeup, but now she has a stern and unforgiving look on her face. She is pulling Feng Sande's clothes, scolding, and kicking Feng Sande with her legs.

Feng Sande's head was drooped, and he looked extremely embarrassed. There were also a few red marks on his face that were scratched by fingernails.

(End of this chapter)