fictionpage Chapter 218 Kick Them Into The Hospital
Chapter 218 Kick Them Into The Hospital
Chapter 218
But just like the goalkeeper of the Devils team who didn't allow Zhou Xing to score a goal, as long as he is still alive and standing on the field, the Devils team can't even think about scoring a goal in his hands.
The fiery waves penetrated into the sleeves of the fourth senior brother, tearing them to pieces, and the high heat left his palms and arms with scorched black marks.
Not long after the fourth senior brother fell down, the players of the devil team pushed in and kicked a ball at him who was lying on the ground.
The main thing to play is people, it doesn't matter if the ball is scored or not.
"Kicking a person or kicking a ball, the referee made a foul!"
Ming Feng, who was on the coach's bench, left the field and complained to the referee about the bad behavior of the Devils, but the referee completely ignored him and ignored him.
Qiangxiong dubbed the voice at the right time.
"Fight with me, you don't even look at who I am, cripple, today I will let you watch them with your own eyes, and they all become disabled!"
The subsequent match was once very bloody.
Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Sixth Senior Brother encountered opponents one after another.
Whether the opponent is physical fitness, or strength and speed, they are all above them.
To sum it up in one sentence, jump higher, run faster, and hit harder.
The opponents are all enhanced versions of the three of them. 330
Especially the second senior brother, who was double-teamed by the devil team, with a pair of whirlwind sweeping his legs, almost let the devil team cripple him.
In the final forward duel, Zhou Xing and the Devils forward faced each other tit for tat. Every time they kicked a ball, they kicked back, kicking higher and higher.
Speaking of the last, it almost didn't make it into the second passionate football game.
It was the referee who blew the whistle in time to stop the feet of the two people in front of each other. Otherwise, if the kick was solid, let alone the second half, between the two of them today, one would have to lie down on the spot.
Back in the waiting room, the Shaolin team was in mourning, and the gangsters of the Tofu team couldn't bear such a great psychological pressure.
If they continue to fight against the devil team, they are afraid that they will die. It is better than the fourth senior brother who kicked them into the hospital. Ordinary people like them may get blood splashed on the spot.
After kneeling down and begging for mercy from Zhou Xing and the others, he ran away in time, and gave Zhou Xing and the others no chance to persuade them.
The abnormality of the Devils was clearly seen by everyone, but it was a pity that no one reported it. No matter how Zhou Xing and the others complained, they still remained motionless.
Discouragement is discouragement, but the ball still has to be kicked. If the Devils are not beaten here, there will be no chances in the follow-up.
The ghost knows what crazy things Qiangxiong can do after today's game.
The choice of goalkeeper was finally proposed by the third senior brother himself, and he himself was not sure. If the fourth brother was injured like that, even if he was the golden bell, he could not be said to be sure of winning.
The second half begins.
The Shaolin team made a strange appearance and blocked the first ball for the third brother.
The so-called Shaolin Arhat Formation is useless except for blocking the view.
"Simply vulnerable!"
Qiangxiong raised his heart, but soon fell down again.
For a moment just now, he really thought that the dead boy had come up with something new.
Now it seems that he is thinking too much.
A foregone conclusion has been reached, the Shaolin team is just trying to hold on.
The third senior brother remained unmoved by foreign objects, took out his mobile phone, made a call, and after confessing to his loved one, he hung up.
He greeted the Devils with death as his home, and at this moment he no longer had any regrets in his heart.
When a ball hit, the fourth senior brother used his body to land it immediately, rested for a while, then got up and returned to the goalkeeper's position.
Opening his arms, he taunted in front of all the players of the Devils.
Seven or eight people kicked fiercely one by one, the flying football turned into a ball of flames, hitting various parts of the third brother's body continuously.
No matter how many heavy balls were hit, the third senior brother was still stuck in front of the goal like a nail, preventing the Devils from scoring a single goal.
And the Devils don't have any intention of playing football, they just want to kick this undead cockroach to death!
Qiangxiong asked with interest: "Isn't it a little cruel for us to do this (ajbb)?"
"It's a bit cruel indeed!"
"That's great, then be more cruel!"
The first half of the sentence was for the opponents, and the second half was to remind the Devils to be more nimble and don't waste too much time on one person.
But even though they exhausted the members of the devil team to death, they didn't completely break down the iron wall of the third senior brother.
On the contrary, he seized the opportunity and gave the Devils defense [a gap.
Football goes high.
Zhou Xing snorted: "Brother, don't let go of this opportunity!"
Everyone rushed, and the Devils were also quickly returning to defense.
Stuck in the neutral position of the Devils' defense, Zhou Xing seized an opportunity.
The sixth junior brother Gao Fei passed the ball, Zhou Xing got up and leaped, hit an upside-down golden hook in the air, and kicked a return ball.
He successfully deceived the goalkeeper of the Devils team, but because the acting was too real, the football hit the railing in the upper left corner, which fell short.
Everyone's hearts were moved by this ball until Zhou Xing failed to shoot.
Only then did Qiang Xiong settle down, while Ming Feng felt annoyed.
The Devils breathed a sigh of relief, and the next attack became more and more clever.
Zhou Xing, the main player, naturally attracted more people's attention. After a few consecutive passes, Zhou Xing let the Devils intercept him, and the three tackled the ball at the same time.
Although the ball was there, he managed to restrain one person from doing anything, and two team members rushed over, and one person gave him a knee and a kick.
He hugged his legs and yelled in pain, trying to lure the referee over and let him preside over justice.
However, the referee didn't care about Zhou Xing's experience. He looked at the bruises on his knees without blinking, telling Zhou Xing not to pretend to be dead.
"Time is running out, come up with a trick!"
Before Zhou Xing kicked him, Ge Xiong decided to give the Shaolin team some flair.
"Trick?"
Everyone present heard Qiangxiong's words, and they were all thinking about what the devil team's trick would be.
The ball was in the hands of the goalkeeper of the Devils. Hearing what the boss said, he and his striker looked at each other. The two agreed on the signal and nodded at the same time.
The goalkeeper is responsible for passing the ball, reversing the flight trajectory of the football and giving it a spiral force.
The striker who was not far away stepped on the ground, spun and jumped into the air, and when he was fully charged, the ball just happened to appear at his feet.
A ball assembled by the two of them, with a white turbo storm, hits the third brother's abdomen, the spiral force is released, and a part of the force rushes out of the body, giving the camera crew behind the goal, disturbing everyone.
Part of it spread along his limbs, causing twisted veins to bulge, and the clothes on his upper body were also torn into pieces.
The familiar scene was staged again.
It's just that the fourth brother was carried away last time, but now it's the third senior brother's turn.
There are only seven people left on the field, and there are no reserve players to supplement. This game can also be skipped and directly judged to be a loser.