Chapter 179: If you kill me, your daughter will become a widow
On the court, Qin Feng went rampant and continued to break through with the ball!
I saw a player standing in front of Qin Feng, with sharp movements and extremely quick reactions.
Qin Feng saw that he couldn't get away for a while, so he lowered his body and knocked him down on the spot with a sweep of his legs!
For a moment, the surrounding audience fell silent.
But what's even worse is that Qin Feng followed up with a left hook and a right kick.
The black tiger dug out his heart, and the old lady got under the covers and fought all the way to the goal, as if she was in a deserted place!
"Shoot! One to zero!"
Qin Feng stretched out his arms and accepted the cheers from everyone.
Wang Jian, as the referee, stood stunned and murmured:
"You can rely on skills to play football, but you can't use surgery."
Zhang Han said angrily from the side:
"Boss Qin has enough rules. At least he didn't bring a knife or gun to the field, right?"
"Ahhhh! Referee! He kicked me! He is shameless! I have to take a penalty kick!"
Qin Feng suddenly hugged his calf and started rolling back and forth on the ground.
He rolled directly to the feet of referee Wang Jian and shouted heartbreakingly.
The player who had just stood in front of Qin Feng was stunned on the spot, looking at his feet in disbelief.
Because Qin Feng's performance was so realistic that it didn't look like an actor at all.
So much so that the player began to doubt his life and wondered if he had really hit him.
Wang Jian looked at Qin Feng expressionlessly and said in a deep voice:
"You look like you're in pain, but the player just now was at least two steps away from you."
"He can beat a cow from across the mountain! Is he a martial arts master? I don't care! I want a penalty kick!"
Seeing Qin Feng becoming more and more arrogant, Ying Zheng couldn't stand it anymore. He squeezed out a "nuclear" smile and said "gently":
"Come Qin Feng, come and do some tricks in front of me, don't be afraid, I won't beat you up."
Qin Feng jumped up from the ground with a pop, shrunk his neck, and said vigilantly:
"Your Majesty, do you know what Jun Wu Xiyan is?"
"You even use martial arts to play football! Can't I just make jokes?"
Ying Zheng finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he took out Frostmourne and chased Qin Feng and slapped him!
Zhang Han gave a thumbs up again and praised:
"Your Majesty, you are really the reincarnation of Hua Tuo! He cured Boss Qin's leg injury so quickly!"
Wang Jian said expressionlessly:
"Substitution! The game continues!"
........
Ying Zheng chased Qin Feng, jumping up and down one after the other.
Qin Feng was so weak that he was no match for Ying Zheng who worked out every day and rode horses and shot arrows when he had nothing to do.
What a tragedy! Running and getting whipped at the same time!
It wasn't until Ying Zheng was tired from smoking that Qin Feng grinned, rubbed his butt, and sat in the stands.
The two of them watched the game.
After a long time, Ying Zheng suddenly asked:
"Qin Feng, now that the world is unified, what are your plans?"
Qin Feng thought for a while and said seriously:
"Marry your daughter... Ouch! Don't hit me! If you beat me to death, your daughter will be a widow!"
"I'll beat you to death, you little bastard!"
After being whipped again, Qin Feng became much more honest.
"Besides this, is there anything else you want to do?"
Qin Feng took a deep breath and solemnly said:
"I also held the sage's book in my hand and the green-edged sword in my hand to solve the problem of all the people hanging upside down, break the old world, and rebuild a new world, where everyone has a place to live, and the tiller has a field!"
"..."
For a moment, Ying Zheng and Qin Feng glared at each other, and the atmosphere was very awkward.
After a long silence, Ying Zheng asked:
"Where did you copy this from?"
Qin Feng said sarcastically:
"How can the things done by scholars be called plagiarism..."
"Tell the truth!"
"The truth is, establish a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, carry forward the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations!"
"...."
[The First Emperor, I advise you not to bully others too much!]
[My biggest wish is to lie down flat with your daughter in my arms! Do you understand, lying flat?]
[I just want to be safe and sound and be a dandy in Xianyang, but I dare not say it! If I say it, I will get beaten!]
Ying Zheng felt dumbfounded for a moment.
He couldn't understand why a young, promising, talented, and only twenty-three-year-old boy wanted to be lazy every day.
Power, wealth, beauty, which one should not be what a young man should aspire to?
If anyone else said what Qin Feng said, then Ying Zheng would definitely sneer at him and think that the other person was just hiding his clumsiness.
But the problem is, what I hear now is Qin Feng’s voice!
He actually just wanted to marry a wife and live a wealthy life without shame.
This... is simply unprecedented and unprecedented!
Seeing that Ying Zheng was silent, Qin Feng asked tentatively:
"Your Majesty, the world is unified, is there anything you want to do?"
Ying Zheng was slightly startled, then slowly shook his head and said:
"For me, the world is not unified yet."
Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh:
"As an old man, he has ambitions for thousands of miles; as a martyr, in his old age, his ambitions are endless!"
Ying Zheng glared at Qin Feng, raised Frostmourne, and threatened:
"You mean the widow is very old?"
"No, no! How can the king grow old after ten thousand years?"
Qin Feng paused and persuaded:
"Your Majesty, why do you have to work so hard on yourself?
Do we have to attack Baiyue now? The Xiongnu can wait a few years before attacking again."
Ying Zheng stood up and said in a deep voice:
"I am thirty-eight this year, almost forty years old.
Forty years old is considered a long-lived old man in Daqin, how long can I live?"
【You can live to be forty-nine.】
Ying Zheng stopped laughing and asked instead:
"If a widower can live to be forty-nine years old, doesn't it mean that he only has eleven years left to live?
This is not enough! So I have to speed up the pace.
We must create fifty years of peace! Let the next King of Qin no longer fight for years.
If I am harsh, then the next King of Qin will be a benevolent king if he implements benevolent policies, isn't he?"
[Can the First Emperor know fortune-telling? Is his fortune-telling so accurate?]
【But...you don’t have to be like this! You can definitely be the perfect emperor through the ages!】
Qin Feng sighed in his heart and couldn't help but bowed and said:
"There is a saying that goes well, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings.
Why does your Majesty need to use one generation's time to do the things of three generations?"
Ying Zheng shook his head slowly, and after a long time, he suddenly asked:
"Qin Feng, is there immortality in this world?"
Qin Feng looked solemn and said firmly:
"Your Majesty, absolutely not!"
"So sure?"
"Weichen is very sure! If someone says that he can give the king immortality, then Weichen will definitely be the first to beat him!
The crime of deceiving the emperor and ruining the reputation of His Highness the King of Qin must be killed!"
Ying Zheng smiled, patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, turned and walked away.
When Qin Feng looked at the court again, the game was over.
Looking at the 11:1 score on the field, Qin Feng couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh:
"Heiniu, you piece of shit, can't you just pull it?
Is it so difficult to learn "Wanyu" after so many years? Is it so difficult to learn "Daodejin" after so many years?"
Black Bull said aggrievedly:
"Coach, I'm really pulling my hair. If you don't believe me, ask Tiezhu.
I know "Wanyu", and I also understand "Daodejin".
But I don’t dare to imitate you, the referee really punished me!”
