"If I hadn't met you in the car by chance, I wouldn't have told you what I saw this morning." The young man with yellow hair crossed his legs and silently took out a cigarette. The middle-aged man next to him immediately helped.
ignite.
Even though they were on a bus, no one in the group blamed him. Instead, they hoped that he would continue talking after smoking a cigarette.
"This is all fate, brother." The man in the front row turned his head and said expectantly.
The yellow-haired young man blew out a smoke ring and looked very calm and calm - or in other words, extremely pretentious.
"When I got off the bus in the morning, I transferred twice in a row. At about nine o'clock, I arrived at the mountainside. But do you know that there were some accidents when I was at the mountainside?" The yellow-haired young man flicked the ashes of his cigarette skillfully.
, trying hard to turn himself into a vicissitudes of old man full of stories. Unfortunately, his childish face and slightly clear eyes betrayed him.
"What accident?" the middle-aged man pushed up his glasses and asked.
"Is there something wrong with the team?" The man in the front row also looked interested.
"It's not that there was something wrong with the convoy." The yellow-haired young man shook his head and pursed his lips. "From 9 to 9:30 in the morning, the winding mountain road was blocked for about half an hour. It was not the police, but the people behind the convoy.
Commander."
"Road closure?" The audience was surprised, and the middle-aged man asked extremely strangely. "They are so brave. Aren't they afraid of being troubled by the police?"
"If they were afraid, they wouldn't have caused such a big fight." The yellow-haired young man sneered, and then said. "Why is the road blocked? It's because the mysterious leader of the Little Knife Society has something to do!"
Huang Mao emphasized the word "servant" very strongly, glanced meaningfully at the nearby audience, and said in a measured tone: "You should understand what I mean, right?"
A few older men nodded slightly, but a few young people asked: "What needs to be done to close the road? This is too overbearing."
Huang Mao narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at them pretending to be deep, and said calmly: "This time the Xiaodao will cause such a big battle, it will naturally become famous. Who will be affected the most? As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain.
There will be people who want to sabotage the Little Knife Club’s plan——”
The audience let out an ooh and hurriedly woke up. Then, the middle-aged man pushed up his glasses and whispered: "Since the road closure time limit is only half an hour, the winner will naturally be determined. Then -"
He didn't continue, but Huang Mao understood what he meant and continued to lower his voice: "Anyway, I can tell you that in the end, Xiaodaohui's convoy continued to get on the bus, while the group of people blocking the road were packed into several cars.
Send him down the mountain."
The middle-aged man gasped. The person blocking the road was sent down the mountain by Xiao Dao Hui's car. What does this mean?
Young people or migrant workers don’t know what happened three years ago, but middle-aged men know it very well. It is said that the Xiaodao Club was removed from the list at that time and had an inescapable relationship with Qiao Ba, the leader of the Southern District. Now the Xiaodao Club has regained its strength.
Naturally, he was the most unwilling one. According to Huang Mao's wishes, Xiao Dao Hui and Qiao Ba actually won a complete victory in this confrontation.
What a spirited Xiao Dao Hui! It is indeed the popular Xiao Dao Hui back then! As soon as he came out of the mountain, he was able to suppress the powerful Qiao Ba!
"Then have you seen the mysterious dragon head from the Little Knife Club?" the middle-aged man then asked.
"Yes, I have seen it -" Huang Mao said with obvious guilt and bitterness. "But you know, if people like them go to pay homage, they will definitely block the scene. You don't know, not only their own brothers will block the scene.
Even the police were worried about what happened to them and helped seal off the scene. At that time, there were probably dozens of bastards like me who were curious and obsessed with the Knife Club. They were all peeking through binoculars from a relatively distant place.
But because of the rain, the view is really not good.”
"Then have you seen this mysterious man?" The rest of the audience asked curiously.
"I can only say that this mysterious man has an extremely powerful aura. As soon as he appeared, almost everyone opened a path for him. Even the police officers were very quiet."
"Are you handsome? Are you tall?"
Several high school girls asked excitedly. One of the girls dressed as a little girl handed him a Chinese stick and asked: "Is it as cool as the ones on TV?"
Huang Mao took the cigarette with peace of mind, lit it and took a deep breath, flicked the ash skillfully and said: "You are right, this mysterious figure from the former Little Sword Society is indeed very handsome, handsome and extraordinary. He just goes there."
As soon as you stop, you will feel an indescribable momentum."
"How happy I would be if I could marry such a man."
"Such a loyal man holds such a big memorial service for his brother three years ago. If I have the chance to meet him, I am willing to give him my first time!"
"Well, if my boyfriend were half - no, one percent as domineering and courageous as him, I would be completely satisfied!"
Huang Mao pursed his lips and smiled, pretending to be indifferent: "You'd better not spread what I said today. Frankly speaking, not even a single media showed up at this memorial service. It can be guessed that it was suppressed by the superiors.
.so--"
"Don't worry, we won't talk nonsense."
It’s just this kind of gimmick, who can hold it back?
————
Bang!
The powerful football shot straight towards the goal with such speed and power that even the spectators nearby felt chilled in their hearts.
thump!
Wang Xi once again used his body to resist the football, but his thin body was obviously overwhelmed. While holding the football, his whole body was shaking violently.
"Huhu——"
Heavy breathing came out of Wang Xi's mouth and nose. His face was extremely pale, and his uniform was dirty, as if he had just struggled out of the mud.
Not surprising, it was raining continuously at the moment, although it did not affect the football and the enthusiasm of the audience. However, the heavy rain in the morning soaked all the green shade. As a goalkeeper, he naturally had to roll all over the ground.
But at this moment - Wang Xi felt that he was struggling.
He wanted to avenge his disgrace on the court, but it was difficult to do so with his own strength.
Shang Fei's football skills are very good, with precise angles and great strength. If Wang Xi had not studied his kicking style, he would have been scored countless goals. It would never be like this, playing twenty minutes in the second half.
They only allowed the opponent to score one goal!
Wiping the mud on his face, Wang Xi passed the ball to Han Xiaobao in the backcourt. He took the ball.
He didn't dare to leave it to Li Jiancheng. This kid was good at playing football, but he kept letting off the ball today. Otherwise, Shang Fei wouldn't have been able to break into the penalty area and break the goal several times.
The ball was handed over, but Shang Fei, who was standing not far away, stared at Wang Xi coldly, raised the corner of his mouth with a contemptuous arc, and sneered at Wang Xi, who was guarding the goal: "Wang Xi, I said it two years ago,
You can't play football, and you're not even qualified to keep goalkeeper. This sentence is still valid today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xiaobao was forced to pass the ball and let the opponent steal the ball. Another wave of extremely fast attacks came over.
Wang Xi had a gloomy face and just gritted his teeth.
Somfy ran back to prevent an offside foul.
Boom!
The ball was once again controlled by Shang Fei. He suddenly turned around, and with the cooperation of the players on the left and right wings, he headed towards the penalty area——
I don't know if it was because of the ferocity of this group of people. In the first half, the physical strength of the three-year-old players was exhausted to the limit. Except for Han Xiaobao, who could barely keep up with the defense and the two defenders, even the players who played in the midfield were unable to keep up for a while.
Come up.
"Prevent him from entering the penalty area!" Han Xiaobao shouted at the defender from behind.
When Shang Fei rushed up, the two men had already tried their best to prevent him from entering the penalty area again.
Losing one goal is not terrible, there is always a chance to tie. But if you lose two goals, it is almost impossible to catch up in the second half. After all, most of the opponents are players on the school team. And every three years
There are not many players in the class who are good at it.
So this time we must not let Shang Fei break through the dragon gate again!
Whoops!
When one of them pounced on Shang Fei, he suddenly made a dreamy step and easily passed the player. He headed towards the penalty area——
Han Xiaobao rushed over anxiously. Soon, he had bitten Shang Fei's tail and slid forward, trying to knock Shang Fei down before he entered the penalty area.
Whoosh!
Shang Fei seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. When Han Xiaobao tackled the ball, he picked up the ball and jumped up!
Han Xiaobao failed to tackle and Shang Fei quickly entered the penalty area.
Bang!
A powerful shot was shot towards the goal, but Wang Xi was able to catch the football without moving even an inch.
It was very accurate and steady, and the football shot straight towards his chest.
Snap!
Wang Xi did not dodge and blocked the football with his chest, but his arms failed to catch the football and it rolled out again.
As if Shang Fei had anticipated this scene, he quickly stepped forward and tried his best to add a kick!
Bang!
This kick hit Wang Xi directly in the face. Although the kick caused Wang Xi's nose to bleed, he was still blocked.
Bang!
Another kick, this one, hit Wang Xi's lower abdomen. This time Wang Xi hugged the football tightly, but his whole body was hunched and curled up on the ground. His body twitched slightly, but he did not let go of the football.
The audience was stunned.
They saw what Shang Fei wanted to do. He was basically provoking Wang Xi and Class Three! He wanted to tell Class Three that he could shoot at any time and even take revenge on Wang Xi at any time!
Han Xiaoyi and the other girls' eyes turned red.
They felt a little sorry for Wang Xi. He was just playing football, not trying his best. Even Lin Ze was hiding because Gu Xin's strength was too strong. Why didn't you hide?
Just when the girls in Class Three were worried about Wang Xi, there was a sound of slight footsteps behind them.
"It seems it's my turn as the real goalkeeper." Lin Ze flicked off his cigarette butt and slowly walked towards the goal under the excited eyes of Han Xiaoyi and the other girls.
