super right hand

(Damn, die, the saved manuscripts are gone. Tiger is writing and posting at the same time, but he still can’t keep up with everyone’s speed. Seeing that the 13000 point is about to break through, Tiger’s tears are flowing, The keyboard and clothes are soaked. But it doesn’t matter, the tiger is fighting hard. After two hours, no matter whether it reaches 13000 points or not, there will be another chapter. At 16:[-], a basic update chapter will be added, making him a crazy eighth shift .)

"It's time for stoppage time." The referee glanced at his watch indifferently. According to his budget, today's game will be played for at most one and a half games. At that time, Wang Tao got angry and got the money, and everything was fine. He finished the kick early and went home to rest for a while.

The big head walked over angrily, clutching his slightly swollen right hand, and gritted his teeth. He has never been so aggrieved like today. He was restricted everywhere, and was almost broken by someone's hands. He is not a master who can be bullied and swallows his anger, so he immediately started cursing: "Fuck your mother, did your mother teach you to play football like this?"

"The people who competed with you all were knocked and gave up the game." Another player shouted dissatisfiedly, the scene of Qin Le's broken foot being carried out has not dissipated.

"Damn it, I'm going to beat you to the end today. I don't believe I can't kill you!" An angry player spat hard, the veins on his neck were throbbing with anger, he clenched his fists fiercely, and decided to fight in the end.

Wang Tao leisurely walked onto the court, cast a contemptuous glance at the indignant crowd, and did not hide the complacency on his face: "If you can't afford it, don't play it, what are you talking about!"

"Play with your mother!"

Seeing that everyone was about to vomit blood in anger, Jiang Hao greeted Wang Tao's mother in an unhurried manner.

"Do you dare to scold my mother?" Wang Tao's face turned cold. He didn't expect Jiang Hao to deliberately find fault, let alone insult his mother. His lungs were about to explode with anger, and his eyes were bloodshot and vicious. Chong Jianghao said: "If you have the guts, tell me again."

"There are still people who are willing to be scolded. It's really ridiculous." Jiang Hao was not in a hurry. If he got angry like this, wouldn't he be fooled by Wang Tao? Even if he was angry, he greeted his opponent and stretched lazily , he smiled, and said word by word: "You have the guts to bite me."

"Haha."

The members of class five looked at Wang Tao's deflated appearance, and laughed in relief. The depression and grievance in their hearts were swept away, and they looked at Jiang Hao with eyes full of admiration, and they looked at everyone in class six provocatively, eager to think Let's fight to avenge Qin Le's fracture.

"You..." Wang Tao was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He clenched his fists fiercely, but was suppressed by reason. If he really wanted to blow up Jiang Hao because of the conflict, he might not end well. Everything must be resolved on the court. Huge humiliation, squinting, and said in a cold tone: "Solve it on the court, dare you?"

"Don't be provocative, I will play." Jiang Hao glanced at Wang Tao indifferently, then swept the faces of the panting sixth class players one by one, like a judge sentencing a mortal, and said in a cold tone: "Wait for me to kick your ass off, boys."

"You..." The players in the sixth class all turned pale with anger, and looked at Jiang Hao angrily. They have seen a lot of arrogance, but this is the first time they have seen someone who is so arrogant. Jiang Hao's head to dispel the anger in his heart.

"Go down, get ready to start the game, classmate!" The referee was about to chase Jiang Hao off with a displeased face, because he could see the deep hostility in Jiang Hao's eyes, and the cold eyes made him tremble a little!

Jiang Hao said lazily: "I want to apply to play."

The referee's face darkened, and he was about to force Jiang Hao to leave the field. Wang Tao's deep, angry, hateful, and undeniable voice came to his ears: "Let him play!"

Jiang Hao put his hand on the referee's shoulder. The referee refused to break free from Jiang Hao's arm, and only moved a little. The severe pain from his shoulder made the corner of his mouth twitch fiercely. He glanced at Jiang Hao in fear and frowned. Frowning and threatening Shen Sheng said: "What do you want to do? If you hit the referee, I can send you off directly."

Jiang Hao sneered, and leaned his arm directly on the referee's head: "It is said that the referee will confiscate the license if he accepts the gift, and he encourages and instigates the use of steel plate feet, which is probably enough for you to drink a pot."

"I didn't instigate it." The referee was startled, with fear in his eyes, he opened his mouth to defend himself, and immediately stopped under Wang Tao's threatening eyes.

"No matter what happens in a while, I hope you will take good care of your whistle. I think you should be very clear about when to blow and when not to blow." Jiang Hao fiddled with the referee's whistle, warning meaningfully Now, he doesn't want the referee to disturb his plan.

"Okay." The referee hurriedly nodded in agreement, and had already made a decision in his heart: Anyway, you two have a grudge, and I don't want to lose my job because of any one of them. Well kick disabled.

Wow!

The referee was too lazy to bother, and directly blew the whistle for the game. He folded his arms and watched the game with the mood of admiring the game. There are not many people watching this kind of school game, and it doesn't matter if there are referees or not!

"Wang Tao and Jiang Hao are facing each other, and the rivals are extremely jealous when they meet. It is estimated that there will be a fight between dragons and tigers."

All the competitions are basically over. After the competition, the students sat in the high stands and watched the football match. They couldn't help talking, and they were very excited about the confrontation between Jiang Hao and Wang Tao. , theatergoers are never afraid of big things.

"Qin Le from Class [-] has already been abolished, and Class [-] is about to start a massacre. It is estimated that Class [-] will have to disable a few more people. The physique of Class [-] is too weak to be injured."

The students made a slight comparison between the two groups of people, immediately made an arbitrary evaluation, and looked at the people in Class Five with pity.

"Football is different from basketball. The game is about flexibility. Class five must win."

Zhang Xinyi's face was slightly cold, and when she saw Qin Le being carried down, she almost didn't rush to the field, her eyes were filled with disgust for Class [-]'s vicious style of play, and she silently prayed for Jiang Hao in her heart.

"So hot!"

On the field, the players from Class 10 started panting after running for less than [-] minutes, their faces turned red, and they ran towards the goalkeeper from Class [-]. Every time they took a step, their body temperature seemed to increase inexplicably. One point.

The body is like being in a high-end sauna room, the sweat is pouring out desperately, and the physical strength is like a flood that has released the gate, flowing outward fiercely, and with the continuous running and kicking, the strength of the whole body is rapidly passing away.

"It's okay to exercise for an hour usually, why are you so tired today?"

A player shook off the sweat from his forehead, touched his sweat-soaked jersey, and felt unbelievable, how the sweat was like splashing water, if it continued like this, he might not be sweating, but should be bleeding.

Whoosh!

The player with the ball, the more he runs, the more intense his breathing is. At this moment, he feels as if someone has stuck his throat forcefully. He has already exhaled more air and less air intake, and his heart is beating violently. The scene gradually became blurred and hazy, as if the eyes were covered with a layer of gauze, and there was a mysterious illusion of flowers blooming in the fog!

However, the players with the ball still gritted their teeth and stood firm. Before Wang Tao went on the field, he had said that as long as he won the game, each player would be rewarded with 6000 yuan as a reward.

Thinking of the reward fee of 6000 yuan, the player gritted his teeth, shook his head fiercely, shook off the sweat from his forehead, and ran desperately towards the goal of Class [-].

"Why is it getting cooler?"

The players in Class [-] feel completely different from those in Class [-]. As he runs and steals the ball, he feels as if he is as light as a swallow. What is even more unbelievable is that the sweat that just broke out just now is miraculously gone. It was blowing outwards, as if a layer of ice film was attached to the surface of the skin, continuously absorbing the huge heat discharged from his body.

Could it be that the kick was so hot that hallucinations appeared?

The big head stretched out his hand in doubt, peeled off the jersey, and stroked the surface of the skin lightly. When his fingers touched the surface of the skin, a strange scene appeared. He was surprised to find that there was a weak wind blowing over the surface of the skin. The breeze seems to be blowing from the air conditioner, and the coolness lingers on the fingertips for a long time, and once the running speed is accelerated, the wind speed flowing on the surface of the skin will suddenly accelerate, and the big head even feels a little bit of coolness.

Looking up at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, the big head was confused, but he didn't delve into it. He had heard that once the body reached a certain limit, the opposite would happen. The big head naturally attributed everything to Illusory limit theory!

"Boy, is this how you play football?"

Datou ran beside the players in Class [-] in a good mood, teasingly watching the strenuous kicking a little bit ahead, like a drunk man, shaking like a drunk, weak, and about to fall down at any time, sarcastically sarcastically.

"You...cough cough!" Seeing the big-headed vivacious laughing and chattering beside him, the player was so angry that he almost fell down. Why is he so hot that he is about to evaporate? The fat man in front of him doesn't even have a drop of sweat. what happened?Did I see a ghost?

"Little Fei."

The big head looked at the football, which was full of loopholes and could be broken with a kick, and was not in a hurry to snatch it. Instead, he winked towards Xiao Fei who was not far away, who also ran as easily as a walk.

"Ok."

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Xiaofei's mouth. How many times has he played this kind of cooperation? One look is enough to convey all the information. Shoveling towards the player with the ball, in his eyes, the opponent's speed is too slow, so slow that he doesn't even bother to look at it!

"Bully my brother, maim you."

The big head's feet also flew up, and with a cold snort, the feet and Xiao Fei's shovel formed a fork shape, and the feet of the players in class six were at the center of the fork, at the intersection point of the two people's full strength, and it was also where all the strength came from. Take it easy!

Click!

The feet of Datou and Xiaofei were respectively on the player's legs, and they pulled violently in opposite directions, directly tearing off the opponent's leg.

"what!"

There was a severe pain in the legs, and the players from class six, who were already so hot that they were about to collapse, couldn't resist the pain, and passed out foaming at the mouth!

"It seems to work very well."

Jiang Hao wiped the sweat off his forehead casually with his right hand, and a strange triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. People are afraid of the might of the tiger. If the tiger's claws and teeth are pulled out, the tiger is just a better-looking animal. The cat is gone.

"Isn't it very powerful, I'm exhausting you."

Jiang Hao's right palm is suspended with a mass of colorless airflow, and there are transparent and colorless lines in the airflow. If you can really see it, it is not difficult to find that the other section of the airflow connects every player on the field. players!

Jiang Hao is controlling the body temperature of everyone on the field!