Before returning, the two had discussed that if the other party made any unusual moves, they would take immediate action.
Life is only once, and Ye Feng would not gamble his own and his companions' lives on whether these two experts were kind.
"Hey, David, you're a seafood vendor. Not only do you know kung fu, but you also know so much about archery!"
Ye Feng said jokingly, but his eyes kept glancing at the dagger at the other person's waist.
At the same time, this was a question he had wanted to ask for a long time, if the other party was lying...
This means that Tang Weiwei's cooperation with me is for ulterior motives, and there is a high chance that she will betray me, so I have to be on guard.
"Tch~"
Tang Weiwei smiled confidently, picked up the compound bow with force, and examined it, touching this and looking at that…
"Have you forgotten? I'm from Foshan. My ancestors were kung fu teachers."
As times changed, no one learned kung fu anymore. To continue the family line and make a living, they had no choice but to switch to selling seafood.
I originally didn't want to learn kung fu; I just wanted to do business well.
But my parents forced me to learn it, saying that the family craft should not be lost.
However, I also love cold weapons, especially modern bows and arrows.
"A super long distance, a single arrow kills, wow... how cool!"
As he spoke, he laboriously lifted the compound bow, struck a chuunibyou pose of drawing the bow to the moon, and looked quite pleased with himself.
Because he loved watching The Legend of the Condor Heroes since he was a child, he really enjoyed the feeling of riding a horse and killing the enemy with a single arrow.
That's so cool...
A moment later, Tang Weiwei realized that everyone was staring at her.
He immediately felt embarrassed. His excited, childish smile vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, aloof expression.
"What are you looking at? Don't you think men who shoot arrows are handsome?"
"Wow, Brother Tang, I didn't know you could show such a wide range of expressions!"
I thought you always had a long face.
Liu Sisi grinned and teased him playfully.
Hearing Tang Weiwei's explanation, Ye Feng felt a little relieved.
Foshan has indeed produced many grandmasters, the most famous being Wong Fei-hung, Bruce Lee, and Ip Man…
Moreover, many coastal areas still maintain family-based traditions and lifestyles.
Therefore, based on preliminary judgment, Tang Weiwei is unlikely to have lied.
In fact, he really didn't want to kill Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu.
Such a skilled person will definitely be of great help to me in the future.
However, you can't judge a book by its cover. It's still necessary to put people through a test.
Within the team, everyone must remain united; there must be no ingrates among them.
With that in mind, Ye Feng decided to test the other party again.
He feigned hesitation and indecision, and began to speak:
“David, since you like this bow so much, then to thank you for saving my life last time, and also to thank you for saving my companion…”
"Fine... I'll give it to you. I only need this compound bow."
"What!?"
His companions all stared wide-eyed at Ye Feng.
The two girls were the most excited, as if they had heard something incredibly absurd.
"Brother Feng, you risked your life to get this! You're just... just giving it away like that?"
"Yes, we've suffered so much. This is all thanks to the production team. We came here for this too."
Even Qi Xiaojie, who is usually taciturn, found it unbelievable.
"Feng...Brother Feng, could you...or could you...again..."
Ye Feng quickly raised his hand to interrupt everyone's persuasion, looking at Tang Weiwei with a very sincere expression.
"Only a master like you deserves such a fine bow."
Tang Weiwei frowned, meeting his gaze with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.
"Are you serious?"
"Um!"
Ye Feng nodded again, showing no sign of dissatisfaction.
After staring at each other for a few seconds, Tang Weiwei suddenly chuckled and returned the bow to Ye Feng.
“You don’t owe me anything. Pengfei is my brother. You saved him, and we saved your companion. It’s fair.”
Besides, you treated us to two meals of delicious food that I had never eaten before, so we're even.
A gentleman does not take what others cherish, especially since you risked your lives to obtain it. Why should I take it?
"If you survive, just treat us brothers to some good food later."
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"
Zhan Pengwu quickly chimed in:
"We don't lack weapons at all, it's just that dumpling thing... you have to let us try it sometime."
"That's right!"
Zhan Pengfei shifted his position, quickly crawling to Ye Feng's side, his face filled with greed and anticipation.
"Brother Feng, my brother and the others ate two meals, but I only ate one."
I fought with all my might that day; you can ask Little Stutterer if you don't believe me.
I absolutely have to eat steamed buns and hamburgers; I can't do without either.
Seeing the three people's attitude, Ye Feng slightly retracted the stun gun hidden in his sleeve.
He suddenly felt a pang of guilt. They were genuinely kind to him and even cared about him, yet he still wanted to kill them.
"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, I feel like you're being a little too cautious."
Now, he believed in the character of these people. This Tang Weiwei was the type who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
Aside from their love of food, the Zhan brothers seem to have absolutely no interest in weapons.
In short, although the three have different personalities, they all share the same principles as me.
That means... you should repay those who are good to you. Only those who know how to be grateful will have true companions.
"Alright, as long as we get back to my camp, I promise we'll have all of these things!"
"Okay, okay!"
The Zhan brothers were all smiles.
"Brother Feng, shoot us a couple of arrows and let us see."
"good!"
Ye Feng picked up his bow, stood up, and walked outside...
Tang Weiwei walked last, and when everyone had their backs to him…
He had been looking calm just moments before, but now he suddenly started baring his teeth...
He looked extremely remorseful, as if he had done something terribly wrong.
"Damn it! I should have worked on my arm strength. I can't even use a good bow without it. Yeah, damn it!"
It turns out that Tang Weiwei wasn't as sensible as Ye Feng had thought.
He actually really liked that compound bow; it was so convenient to fire in rapid succession. With a bow like that, why would he bother getting into close combat with an enemy next time?
He knows martial arts, but that doesn't mean he enjoys using martial arts to kill others.
There was only one reason why he refused Ye Feng: the compound bow weighed at least 45 kilograms, which was far too heavy for him to lift.
Because the kung fu he practiced was hand-based, that is, swords, spears, clubs, and other tools used for killing.
This kind of kung fu doesn't require much strength from the limbs.
Therefore, he did not focus on practicing pure strength.
This is why he is nearly 1.8 meters tall but weighs only about 135 kilograms.
The key is to have a graceful movement and increase speed.
Unlike Zhan Pengwu, who grew up in the Shaolin Temple from a young age and whose physique was already fully developed.
Later, he learned mixed martial arts, and his hand and foot strength is unmatched by ordinary people.
Although Tang Weiwei's strength is considered excellent among adults of the same weight.
However, it is completely impossible to lift a bow weighing nearly 50 pounds with one hand and maintain accurate shooting.
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