dkrc Chapter 207 I Came To Play Football
Chapter 207 I Came To Play Football
Chapter 207
During the confrontation, the guy with the football in his hand tried to take advantage of Zhou Xing's lack of time to take care of him, and smashed the ball over!
Kungfu has been practiced to the point of Zhou Xing, and the basics of listening and arguing are almost impossible, let alone only one person and one ball.
Even with twenty people, twenty balls, he can easily catch them.
I saw Zhou Xing smiling confidently, without even looking at it, the football was thrown, turned around and kicked, hitting the punk's belly.
Hitting his stomach with great force, the gangster bowed back, and the two shoes were dragged by his body, sliding more than two meters close to the ground.
The last one sat on the ground and rolled backwards twice before being able to stop.
"Today I didn't come to fight, I came to play football!"
Zhou Xing's voice sounded at this moment as the hooligan threw the ball all over the place.
The bastard couldn't face it, so he braced his body and stood up pretending to be okay.
Just as he was about to speak, he uttered a few harsh words, but in the end, all the sour water in his stomach was blocked back.
People vomited all over the floor!
"Don't be so exaggerated?"
The young gangster, who had never seen such a battle before, shouted in shock.
These years of being on the road, they can be considered to have traveled south and north, and they should have caused a lot of trouble. They have never seen anyone who can be like Zhou Xing, who can just kick the ball and put him down.
The gangsters were all frightened by Zhou Xing.
While they were unable to move, Zhou Xing was not idle either. When the bouncing football froze in mid-air, he stepped on it, stepped on a hole in the concrete floor, leaned forward, and at the same time raised his right foot backwards!
The screen freezes for a second or two.
Afterwards, time resumes flowing!
Zhou Xing made a miracle with one kick, the football turned into a black shadow, bouncing back and forth on the two gangsters, whenever the two were touching or touching, the ball would be lifted into the sky.
Flipping three or four times in the air, he fell heavily to the ground.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, the gangsters who were about to run away soon fell into the same fate as the three unlucky ghosts in front.
Zhou Xing kicked the football towards a big tree, and with the rebound of the ball, he kicked the person to the ground.
Kicking the wall, the football hit the center of the wall, cracked the layer, and the broken wall peeled off.
The last young gangster was a penny broken by a football, avoiding all vital points, and was nailed to the sand by Zhou Xing.
"I'm sorry bro, I'm really sorry!"
At the moment, the few of them didn't think about anything, they only thought about how they could walk home intact from this evil star.
Then extorted thirty cents from the only one remaining gangster who hadn't been severely beaten.
Zhou Xing's anger was almost gone, and after putting on his sandals, he left without looking back.
And the gangster who failed to beat someone but was robbed stayed where he was and wept alone.
As a gangster, he was robbed by someone, how can he still be on the road in the future?
It's over.
Ming Feng, who had been following him for an unknown amount of time, looked at Zhou Xing's back with a fascinated look.
Although it is said that Mingfeng Fang is a little subtle, but no matter what, he has gained the first fanboy in his life today.
Coming to Zhou Xing, Ming Feng said cautiously: "Strong man, do you mind pulling up your pants a little, I want to vomit and see your legs?"
Zhou Xing sat by the flower bed, took a bottle of glass soda in his hand, and drank it on his own, without looking at Mingfeng the whole time.
"I'm in a bad mood today, I'm going to pull you up."
"Oh, well..."
With Zhou Xing's permission, Ming Feng held Zhou Xing's right leg, and stared at it with obsessive and greedy eyes.
After opening the leg pants, he raised and lowered his hands while spitting, trying to figure out what to do to the right leg.
"What a deadly fragrant chicken drumstick!"
"This is the Shaolin Dali King Kong leg!"
Hearing Ming Feng insulting his martial arts, Zhou Xing made a habit of defending himself.
Glancing at Zhou Xing, Mingfeng fell into a brainstorm and couldn't help talking to himself, asking himself, can kung fu really be used to play football?
Ming Feng's soliloquy instantly attracted Zhou Xing, and he opened his mouth and asked:
"Does Kung Fu play football well?"
"There's something wrong!"
The two asked and answered, and there was an illusion of seeing each other and hating it late.
After such a long time, Zhou Xing finally looked at Ming Feng, only to realize that he was the cripple in the hotel who had been sold by him.
Opening up the topic of football, Ming Feng started to introduce himself, using the name of his all-powerful stadium back then, to get Zhou Xing's idea.
The two blind cats met a dead mouse, and both of them regarded each other as their last straw.
One is willing to do anything in order to promote kung fu.
In order to avenge Qiangxiong, one finally sees the light in Zhou Xing.
Kungfu plus football, unprecedented thinking, this time it will work!
Zhou Xing is impatient and rushes to do everything. The only thing he can calm down and do is probably only work.
Catch the ducks on the shelves, Mingfeng is ready to go to training when he falls asleep.
Things are urgent, but no matter how anxious you are, it's not Zhou Xing's fault.
Being forced by Zhou Xing, Ming Feng didn't know what to say, but in a hurry, he saw that he didn't even have a pair of sneakers.
So let Zhou Xing go get a pair of shoes first, and talk about other things when he comes back.
Bun shop.
Zhou Xing approached Ah Mui and asked her for the shoes that he put here as collateral.
"`||The shoes are gone."
"No more? How is it possible?!" Zhou Xing couldn't accept it.
"The shoes are broken like that, who would want them, you hurry up, and when the proprietress comes out, she will curse again!"
Ah Mei reminded in a low voice that the proprietress didn't want to provoke her, and she didn't want to see Zhou Xing being scolded by her, so she told him to leave quickly.
With his back to Amei, Zhou Xing showed a look of despair.
Suddenly, Ah Mei threw out a pair of mended shoes, which fell into Zhou Xing's hands.
The dilapidated shoes have now been patched (Nuo Wanghao), and the holes on the back of the shoes where the toes are exposed have also been repaired by Amei.
"The broken shoes are gone, here is a pair of mended shoes, do you want it?"
At dusk, the setting sun fell behind Ah Mui, presenting a beautiful picture.
dance hall.
The elder brother was like seeing a ghost, he ran in a panic and made a gap in the empty wine bottles placed in the store.
Also because of the beer bottle blocking the way, he was once again entangled by the annoying ghost behind him.
"Big brother! Big brother, what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Xing looked at the elder brother with concern, because something was really wrong with him today.
Panda eyes are fine, although they were hit by someone, but it is harmless, and it is not the face that is used to kick the ball, as long as the head is fine.
"What do you want to do again?"
The elder brother looked at Zhou Xing with disgust, he really didn't want to see this plague god.
Every time you are entangled by him, there must be no good thing. .