I'm pranking Daddy

Chapter 170
Horse riding competitions are not about whoever rides the fastest horse wins.

Instead, he rode a horse, and when the horse was running, he shot the target with a gun.

Whoever hits the tenth ring will win, and the winner will be determined in three rounds.

Gong Liye came first, he jumped on the horse's back with perfect movements, grasped the reins with both hands, and with a wave of the whip, the horse galloped wildly, its hoofs tumbling, and its long mane flying.

Gong Liye is very skilled in horsemanship, sitting on horseback is as calm as Mount Tai.

The horse ran around the paddock before he drew out his pistol.

Nangong Yehen, who was standing outside the racecourse, narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile.

The indifferent eyes were unfathomable, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at this moment.

Standing behind him, Huo Luan looked at the dusty racecourse, and said in a deliberately relaxed tone: "Master, Mr. Gong's equestrian skills are really good, you can't lose to him in a while."

If it wasn't for the fact that Gong Liye's bodyguards were here, he would directly tell Nangong Yehen that he must not fall off the horse's back.

"My horsemanship is also good." Nangong Yehen said lightly.

boom!
A shot rang out, and the target fell to the ground.

A bodyguard stepped forward to pick up the target, and when he walked up to Nangong Yehen, Gong Liye came back on his horse.

"Master Nangong, Master Gong hit the tenth ring."

The bodyguard erected the target, and the bullet hit the middle. It was a very beautiful shot, and it was very accurate.

It can be seen from the hole of the target that Gong Liye's marksmanship is very precise and fast.

Nangong Yehen squinted his eyes, looking at the entrance of the cave with deep eyes.

His calm expression made Gong Liye want to laugh.

Gong Liye looked at him, smiled warmly and said, "Master Nangong, it's your turn."

Nangong Yehen mounted his horse.

The posture is graceful and elegant.

"drive--"

The legs pinched the horse's belly, and the black horse galloped wildly.

The galloping of the horse brought him strong vibrations and jolts, and even though the wound was sprinkled with raw grass black powder, he still felt pain.

Huo Luan, who was standing outside the racecourse, was extremely worried, fearing that Nangong Yehen would fall off the horse's back if he was not careful.

Chu Junyu and Nangong Yichen, who were standing in the villa and looking over here, were also very nervous.

Chu Junyu's eyes were gloomy and cold, not as innocent and cute as usual.

"I think Gong Liye wanted to ride a horse on purpose." He said coldly.

Nangong Yichen had no expression on his face, "It's already good enough that he didn't mention swimming."

Chu Junyu: "..."

"I hope Nangong can win." Nangong Yichen said.

"I hope too." But his father was injured, and riding a horse was too painful for him.

In order to shorten the time of pain, Nangong Yehen did not surround the racecourse, but directly took out his pistol, aimed at the target and shot.

boom!
When the gunfire ceased, the horse stopped.

Huo Man took a look and ran forward quickly.

He was only worried about Nangong Yehen, and didn't remember that his leg was injured.

When he ran with strides, he pulled the wound, and there was a trace of pain.

Luckily, the pain was very mild with the grass aconitum, it just reminded him and didn't let him show his flaws.

Gong Liye outside the racecourse couldn't see any sign of injury from Huo Luan's body.

Huo Luan went over to pick up the target and looked at it, a smile appeared on his cold face.

Nangong Yehen also hit the tenth ring, and he won a round.

In the next round, if he hits the tenth ring again, his chances of winning will be great.

Nangong Yehen rode back to Gong Liye. Gong Liye raised his head, looked at him and praised, "Master Nangong is good at horsemanship and marksmanship, I really admire him!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help staring at Nangong Yehen's face.

(End of this chapter)