Chapter eight hundred and eighty fifth touch porcelain
What is it like to play football with a martial artist?
The answer is - it can't be kicked.
There is no such thing as extraordinary ability, breakthrough, or defense.
He Xie touched the ball a total of thirty-one times, resulting in thirty-one goals, all with one shot.
This result was unexpected even by Ma Daxiang, who knew He Xie was very good.
He hugged the opponent's coach who was crying and said with a troubled expression: "Hey, this Xiao He has deprived me of the happiness that football brings."
The other coach cried even more sadly.
Because the opposing player gave up the game, the game ended in only 41 minutes.
In the stands, Boss Jin looked suspicious of life.
What I just...watched was a football match?
"Mr. Jin, what should we do next?"
The subordinate's question brought him back to his senses. After all, he had seen strong winds and waves. Boss Jin quickly calmed down and said: "Ignore the striker, we have seen what we want to see. He has little influence on us. Qian
Are you ready?"
"We have contacted four banks and can send money into the treasury at any time, totaling one billion!"
"Okay, let's go take a look, and then we can contact Wang Duoyu." Boss Jin looked at Wang Duoyu, and He Xie and the others walked into the player tunnel while talking and laughing, and suddenly smiled, "Can I hand over a capable person?"
My friend, this is considered a skill, isn’t it? You’ll get extra points!”
"I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places..."
In the locker room, He Xie sighed with regret.
"Xu..."
The players booed.
"Old He, the earth can no longer accommodate you, go to heaven!"
"That's right, you said that when we play football with you, we don't have a chance to perform. Isn't this a pain?"
"Now I know why we changed our name to Team Universe. Earthlings, who can do this? Thirty-one to zero at halftime, it's so bullying! It's so cruel!"
"Lao He is the nuclear weapon of our team! Coach, you can't let Lao He play in the future if nothing happens."
"that is!"
The players were so excited that Ma Daxiang couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. He announced on the spot: "I'll treat you to the Shunfeng Food Stall tonight. I'll eat and drink as much as I can, and I won't come back until I'm drunk!"
"Ouch!"
The scene suddenly became a sea of joy.
When leaving the gym, some people came to He Xie to ask for his autograph, which made his teammates envious.
The Daxiang team is just the bottom of the C-tier teams. When did it ever become so prosperous?
Although He Xie was the only one who got the glory, they also benefited from it.
After finally squeezing out of the gymnasium, He Xie drove Wang Duoyu and Zhuang Qiang to the bathing center, planning to do a small health care project.
"Awesome, Lao He, I will call you brother from now on, you are so awesome!" Zhuang Qiang was still so excited that he couldn't control himself, "Brother, can you teach me? Just your shooting technique that is 100% accurate.
Even if Ronaldo Kaka and Beckham are reincarnated, they can’t even compare to you!”
Wang Duoyu looked at him speechlessly: "Can you speak? These three people are not dead yet. What is reincarnation?"
"With my brother dominating the stadium, what's the difference between them and being dead?" Zhuang Qiang clicked his tongue, "Brother or not?"
"It's useless no matter how loudly you flatter me." He Xie chuckled, "You can't learn from me."
"I don't expect to learn everything. If I can be one-tenth as good as you, that's enough for me to be good at playing!" Zhuang Qiang said, "Brother, just teach me!"
"F*ck!" Wang Duoyu's eyes widened in horror, "Zhuang Qiang, why are you so coquettish? Who are you disgusting with? We are all our own, familiar buddies, and you don't want to be so vicious!"
"Disgusting!" Zhuang Qiang became more serious, raising his orchid fingers with a flirtatious look.
He Xie couldn't stand it anymore: "Zhuang Qiang, get off the car first when you get to the front, you are so disgusting."
"It's a joke, it's a joke, don't take it to heart!" Zhuang Qiang hurriedly apologized.
"Old He," Wang Duoyu looked at He Xie, "Seriously, your shooting is not something that a normal person can practice. If a normal person can practice as well as you, all the rules on the court will become a decoration.
Well, football should have been abolished a long time ago."
"That's right, my brother is definitely the devil on the court! A rule breaker!" Zhuang Qiang immediately agreed, "I stood on the court for more than 40 minutes today and didn't touch the ball at all. Alas, I still won!
Who can I talk to to reason with you?"
"You don't really have any special powers, martial arts or anything like that, do you?" Wang Duoyu stared at He Xie with bright eyes.
"I'm just telling you two, don't talk nonsense." He Xie suddenly looked serious.
The two of them suddenly became nervous.
"Lao He, sometimes even I can't pry my mouth open, so don't worry!" Wang Duoyu said seriously.
"I swear to God, if I tell anyone, I will be like a dog!" Zhuang Qiang said righteously.
"Did the dog provoke you?" Wang Duoyu glanced at him sideways.
"Hey Duoyu you...you are going too far, my familiar brother..."
He Xie smiled and said: "Actually, if you think about it, you can imagine that I opened a time travel research center for no reason. Am I crazy?"
The two people's eyes widened instantly.
"Holy shit!" Wang Duoyu said.
"Fuck." Zhuang Qiang's eyes nearly popped out.
"Lao He, are you not sick?" Wang Duoyu asked.
"Brother, it turns out your brain is not broken!" Zhuang Qiang said in shock.
He Xie kicked the car to a stop: "You two, get out of the car!"
The two looked at each other, hugged He Xie's arms in tacit understanding, and shouted together: "Brother! My dear brother..."
"Fuck you!" He Xie cursed.
"We're not going anywhere!" they both shouted in unison again.
"Brother, you are our nobleman!" Wang Duoyu hugged He Xie's arm and refused to let go.
"Oh...ah..."
Suddenly, there was an exaggerated shout from the front, and a tall and thin man suddenly threw a basket of vegetable leaves on the ground, then fell to the ground in a gorgeous way and stuck it in front of the car.
The three of them looked at each other.
"Why is this person kneeling here?" Zhuang Qiang asked in confusion, "Kneeling?"
"What a shame!" Wang Duoyu said speechlessly. He rolled down the window and shouted to the tall and thin man: "Get out! There is a driving recorder in the car!"
After hearing this, the tall and thin man got up and ran to the driver's seat to look inside and said disdainfully: "Who are you fooling? You're obviously not pretending! It's just bragging!"
After saying that, he ran to the front of the car, said "Ah" in ecstasy, and put his head there.
"This is a lantern in the toilet looking for shit!" He Xie sighed and was about to open the door and get out of the car, but was grabbed by Wang Duoyu.
"Brother, why are you taking action in such a trivial matter? Tell me, how good would it be if you did more research on time travel? It's not worth delaying the scientific and technological progress of all mankind for such a person, isn't it?" Wang Duoyu
Seriously.
"That's right, how can you kill a chicken with a bull's-eye knife?" Zhuang Qiang also said, "Look at us, we promise to deal with it clearly. Brother, just sit still!"