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"Grass! He looks so energetic! Why didn't you introduce me to such a game earlier?!" A fat middle-aged man looked at Jiang Fang with glowing eyes, tearing at the crowd of "Jiang Fang" shouting Talk to the people around you.
"Stupid. Fuck." He Yuzheng muttered silently, then moved away from the fat man. He was wearing a cap and a mask, standing in the audience area of ββthe black team, staring unwillingly at the field wearing the captain's armband, A man who is pressing his ear with one hand and making all the players move toward him with the other, bowing his head and arranging tactics.
Chapter 7 Wild Ball Game 3
He Yuzheng was determined to leave at noon, until he returned to the hotel and started to pack up. Seeing that the jersey he had brought for Jiang Fang was still on the side, he packed up more and more slowly, and finally sat on the ground. , Losing the ground and being speechless against the peeling wall, he didn't want to go back like this.
"Jiang Fang is too cautious to get him." After He Yuzheng sat for a long time, the sound of the player returning to his room to rest came from next door.
"Yeah, Pao Youdu took it out early in the morning, for fear that we would do it, hahahahaha."
He Yuzheng opened his mouth, then held his breath. So Jiang Fang let himself go out with him in the morning, is this the reason?
"What about tonight? Still losing to him?" said the man who started talking.
"You lose, do you know how much the prize pool is tonight? Hit it to the death, and their team will have no core when he falls."
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He Yuzheng was unable to zip the suitcase in the end. He went downstairs to buy a mask and hat, and then secretly hid in the spectator area of ββthe stadium, which was increasingly crowded in the afternoon, until the game started.
As soon as the opening whistle blew, the white team rushed towards Jiang Fang, who was carrying the ball. Jiang Fang passed the ball to his own midfield immediately, and then quickly ran towards the opponent's backcourt.
The accuracy of his passing and the speed of his movements make everyone who sees him play for the first time gasp for breath.
"Is this person a league player?!" He Yuzheng heard someone ask in shock. He stared at Jiang Fang closely. If Jiang Fang didn't dribble the ball, it would be impossible for others to catch up. Passing the ball to Jiang Fang's feet, Jiang Fang hooked the ball and turned around, quickly swaying the opponent's player who was following him, and then rushed to the opponent's goal.
But at this moment, the opposing goalkeeper ran straight towards Jiang Fang. He Yuzheng saw that the goalkeeper knocked Jiang Fang down, and several opposing players rushed up to steal the ball. At that moment, he did not know that they were falling. How many black feet fell on Jiang Fang's body.
The crowd boiled. Jiang Fang, who was knocked down on the concrete floor with the ball at high speed, felt a pain in his left elbow. He stood up on the ground, wiped the bright red elbow with his clothes, and then quickly ran into the ball. in the crowd.
This time, Jiang Fang was like a lit bomb. He rushed straight to the opposing player who was dribbling the ball and knocked down the three white team players with their backs to him. Those three players directly touched the ground and were injured. The situation is more serious than Jiang Fang.
He Yuzheng was already dumbfounded, this is football, it is clearly the most brutal and street football.
At this time, Jiang Fang had already rushed to the opponent's lead player. He stretched out his legs and easily hooked the ball out of the player's feet, but it was not over yet. In seconds, he knocked down the opponent who was about to jump to catch the ball!
The opponent's player fell so hard that he could barely get up. At this moment, Jiang Fang had already taken the ball and excelled, scoring a goal for the black team.
The audience cheered, and the score was displayed on the screen in the corner of the stadium, as well as the prize pool that the two teams won at this time.
The black team led by Jiang Fang was already far ahead. At this time, the accumulated prize pool was more than 236,000 yuan, and the difference between the two teams was more than doubled.
After Jiang put the ball in, he turned his head and stared at the opponent's player who had been aroused by him. Here, he stood at the top of the food chain, and in front of him were all the prey he chased and lost his mind.
The surrounding shouts almost broke the night. At this time, a group of white team players swarmed towards Jiang Fang in deliberate revenge. Although the ball was not at Jiang Fang's feet now, the black team members soon noticed the situation and moved forward quickly to support them. He Yuzheng's unbalanced heartbeat was slow and steady.
If you want to fight in a group, the black team members are unbeatable in terms of numbers and physical fitness, so they failed to fight. The first half ended faster than He Yuzheng imagined. The current score was three to one, and Jiang put two.
During the intermission, He Yuzheng quickly found the place where the players rested. There were several simple canopies in a row. The players sat below. The seriously injured were bandaged by medical staff. saw Jiang Fang sitting at the very edge.
Jiang Fang's injury was not serious. He was pouring mineral water on the wound on his knee, then bent down and wrapped a thin layer of gauze. Then he began to treat the wound on his face. The hot towel was distributed uniformly by the staff just now. Jiang Fang just touched the wound on his face, and the hot towel in his hand was taken away.
Jiang Fang frowned, and the next second, he saw a person crouching in front of him, wearing a cap and a mask, his eyes were round and bright, but the mood in his eyes was not good.
He Yuzheng raised his eyes, held Jiang Fang's chin without saying a word, held a towel and gently wiped the edge of his wound.
Jiang Fang was stunned, and the person in front of him said impatiently, "Don't move!"
Soon He Yuzheng wiped the wound on Jiang Fang's face clean, and threw the towel to the medical staff to get a Band-Aid. When He Yuzheng appeared here just now, someone from the black team noticed, and at this time he walked into the crowd, a group of people started booing loudly.
"What's your relationship with Jiang Fang, little brother? Why are you still wiping his face?"
"I slept with Jiang Fang in the same room last night, what are you talking about, hehehe~"
"Do you want Band-Aids? How many? Five? Can you run out?"
"You guys can't run out of old stuff. Jiang Fang is different, young and strong! It's definitely going to run out!"
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He Yuzheng came back with a Band-Aid, Jiang Fang's eyes fell directly on him: "don't pay attention to them."
He Yuzheng dismantled the creative sticker: "I don't care, look up."