super right hand

(Today's fourth update is 11, this is the first update, and the next chapter will be delivered at [-] o'clock)

Jiang Hao couldn't help admiring Xue Ming's stubbornness, even to such an extent, he even wanted to maintain his so-called dignity and prove his own worth, but who would buy it if he worked so hard?When you bully others, have you ever thought that others have dignity? Since you, Xue Ming, are still so arrogant, I will kick you until you are worthless, until you are shameless, and until you can't hold your head up!

"Shoot."

The students in Class [-] shouted and cheered excitedly, and everyone's faces were filled with joy. Class [-] is the most united class, especially when the other classes in front of them are provocative, they are unanimous. It seems that Class [-] is about to win the championship How can you not be happy.

"Rat, fuck him."

The few people in the big head also encouraged Jiang Hao excitedly. Thinking of Xue Ming's fierce and domineering footwork, the big head was very afraid. If Xue Ming was not abolished, it would not be enough to calm the burning anger in his heart.

"Don't worry."

Jiang Hao nodded towards the big head, moved his ankles lightly, stared playfully at the bent legs and bent over, standing in front of the goal, looking focused on defense, Xue Ming, who seemed very dedicated, showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and moved his neck , the body retreated step by step.

Bang bang bang!

Jiang Hao started to run quickly. Every time he took a step, the green grass was trampled into green juice, and his footprints sank deeply into the soil. The green grass danced with his feet, and he rushed towards the ground like the wind. Football go!

Gudong!

Hearing the dull footsteps in his ears, Xue Ming swallowed hard. He had already started to regret his decision to be a goalkeeper, but it was too late.

bump!

Jiang Hao's right foot hit the surface of the football heavily. The violence of the sneakers instantly dented a third of the football inward. The stationary football instantly seemed to be filled with infinite power, like a ignited rocket. The shot flew in the air, making a swishing sound like a gust of wind, and it flew to the goal in the blink of an eye.

Ah!

Xue Ming's eyes were fixed on the football, he didn't even see the football leave the grass, he directly saw a mass of violent white air flow, carrying the domineering force of destroying everything, approaching him like a meteor, the white air flow hit him His eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and the strong breath of the howling air was oppressing him, making him a little breathless. His body was frozen on the spot like a statue, and he even forgot the basic movements of dodging and avoiding. Blank……!

bump!

The football carried an unparalleled force and hit Xue Ming's arms that were blocking him in front of him. Before the arms could stop, the sound of bones breaking came to Xue Ming's ears, but the speed of the football did not slow down at all. It hit his chest directly, and continued to push forward fiercely!

"what's the situation?"

The fans on the side of the court stared dumbfounded at Xue Ming, who was suspended in the air and quickly receded towards the back of the net. They were all surprised and speechless. Many people just saw a white shadow hitting the sky like a sun On Xue Ming's body, he carried Xue Ming and charged towards the back of the net!

Even, many people have not even seen the specific movement of Jiang Hao kicking the ball, because Jiang Hao's speed is too fast!

tear it up!

Xue Ming was dragged by the berserk football, screamed, and hit the net. The huge force easily tore the strong hemp rope, and rushed out with undiminished power. Xue Ming fell heavily on the ground, his body was crushed. After pushing forward for five or six meters, it was regarded as a complete stop.

Puchi!

Xue Ming felt the tightness in his chest, opened his mouth, and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He lowered his head to look at the smoking football in his arms, and the broken arm that was deformed. At this point, the pain instantly overwhelmed his remaining rationality, his eyes went dark, and he lay down on the ground, the football in his arms rolled to the side!

Looking at the deep marks left by Xue Ming's sliding on the court, everyone was stunned. The entire space of the court seemed to be completely frozen, and even the sound of breathing seemed to have disappeared. No words could describe everyone at this moment. Shocked in their hearts, many people took what they saw as a dream, after all, it was too unrealistic!

"Fuck, it hurts like hell."

Jiang Hao hugged his right foot and kept massaging it, muttering in his heart: Unexpectedly, the power of the airflow that is compressed and then exploded is so powerful, it is best not to kill anyone.

beep beep beep...

The low and piercing siren broke the silence of the stadium, and two police cars with flashing alarms suddenly stopped at the side of the stadium, the police car opened, and Link got out of the police car.

"Why so quiet?"

Link looked suspiciously at the crowded stadium, a little unbelievable, why so many people watching the game without making a sound?This is not in line with the habits of Chinese people watching football.

"Did you see anyone?"

The two young police officers carefully checked the stadium, but found no target to be arrested. They looked at Link inquiringly, seeking instructions for the next step.

"It is said that he is here to play football. How could there be no one? Just ask the students!"

Link's tiger eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze swept across the faces of the players on the field. He didn't find the target to be arrested, and immediately gave instructions to the police.

"Have you seen him?" The young policemen didn't dare to be negligent, they took out the photos and carefully investigated the students watching the game.

"This person?" The students couldn't help being stunned when they saw the person in the photo in the policeman's hand, and immediately focused their attention on the goal. Lying on the grass, Xue Ming was not just dead or alive.

"Brother Lin?"

Jiang Hao, who was massaging his feet, immediately recognized Link beside the police car. He was a mighty and strong man in a police uniform. He stood out very conspicuously.

Link was taken aback, turned around and saw Jiang Hao who was laughing and sitting on the grass, massaging his feet. He immediately walked up and asked with concern, "What's wrong with your feet, are you okay?"

"It's okay, but I just used too much force when I played football." Jiang Hao stood up directly, moved his ankles, and after controlling the air flow for continuous cold compresses, the soreness in his ankles has obviously disappeared, and he asked curiously "Brother Lin, why did you come to our school?" His eyes involuntarily turned to the police who were busy investigating, thinking about what happened to make such a big commotion.

"Arrest a person, it is said that he came to your school to play football." Link took out a photo from his pocket, handed it to the curious Jiang Hao, and simply introduced: "There is evidence that he is involved in match-fixing, And it has a close relationship with some underground gambling, he needs to be arrested and investigated, have you seen him?"

"This..." Jiang Hao returned the photo to Link, and looked at Xue Ming who was lying in a pool of blood not far away. He really didn't expect that Link came to arrest Xue Ming, and he was suspected of match-fixing. It was the first time he heard of being arrested.

"Xue Ming is here!"

A few policemen walked up to Xue Ming following the instructions of the students. They looked at Xue Ming lying in the blood in surprise, and couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly called Link to check.

"Did the fans go crazy and beat him like this?"

Link took a look at the photo, his appearance proved to be that of Xue Ming, the corner of his mouth twitched, the fans were too crazy, they beat him like this, it was a crime!

Jiang Hao bit the bullet and told the truth: "This is...was smashed into this by a human ball!"

Jiang Hao was also shocked by Xue Ming's tragic appearance at the moment. The jersey had turned blood-colored, and a hole the size of a bowl had been broken on the top. His bronze-colored skin was bloody and exposed. It should have been worn away by football. The arms were folded into weird shapes, and the corners of the mouth were continuously flowing with bright red blood.

"Whoever can kick him like this will become a god!"

Link looked at Jiang Hao suspiciously. Xue Ming is a football player. In the entire Zhongzhou City, there are few people who are better than him in football. How could someone break his arm?

Moreover, if you want to kick the football into such a miserable state, how much strength can be used to do it, even he dare not boast that he can use football to kick Xue Ming into such a bear!

"Cheating the police constitutes a crime. You'd better tell the truth!"

Zhang Lang cast a disdainful glance at Jiang Hao, and questioned Jiang Hao in the majestic tone of interrogating a prisoner. Since he lost a bet with Jiang Hao last time, he has been looking for a chance to take revenge, and this time he finally caught the chance up.

Jiang Hao didn't bother to talk to Zhang Lang, who was as annoying as a cockroach, and simply admitted: "He was kicked like this by me."

"You think too highly of yourself. You kick people like this. Do you think you are a god?"

Zhang Lang continued to sarcasm as before. No one would believe a high school student who kicked a professional city football player into a coma due to serious injuries.

Jiang Hao frowned slightly, silently glanced at the clown-like Zhang Lang, stretched his ankles, and said indifferently, "Why don't I kick you for a try."

"you……"

Zhang Langqi's face was pale, and just as he was about to speak, the big head walked up to Link, turned on the phone video, handed the phone to Link, and said proudly: "There is the whole process in it, it was recorded by someone accidentally. of."

"Let me see."

Link hurriedly picked up the mobile phone. Due to the long recording distance, the picture quality of the mobile phone was not very good, but it clearly recorded the whole process of Jiang Hao taking a penalty kick and Xue Ming being kicked away.

The more Zhang Lang watched, the more frightened he became. He swallowed fiercely. The picture was blurry, but the message he conveyed was shocking. The eyes he looked at Jiang Hao were full of fear.

Link patted Jiang Hao on the shoulder, and couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect you to make another contribution. The credit for capturing Xue Ming will be credited to the special investigator."

This credit came too easily!Jiang Hao asked curiously: "Why do you call it another contribution? Have I made other contributions?"

"Do you know why I came to your school this time?" Link smiled mysteriously.

"Isn't it just to arrest Xue Ming?" Jiang Hao scratched his head in doubt, unable to understand the meaning of Link's words.

"Arresting Xue Ming is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it's mainly here to give you an award." Link put his arm around Jiang Hao's shoulders, continued to play tricks, and led him towards the podium not far away go.