Taoyuan Mountain Village

Chapter 880 Zhao Wuliu Wants to Be a Football Coach

"Xiao Ye, where are you going?"

Zhao Wuliu walked over in the distance with an unhappy expression.

"So negative? Was Xiao Hei beaten?" Jiang Xiaoye looked at Zhao Wuliu, his first thought was that Zhao Wuliu was pounced by Xiao Hei, or he was blocked by Xiao Hei for a red envelope.

"no."

Zhao Wuliu barked his teeth and said, "Damn, I would rather let Xiao Hei beat me up. I just lost 200,000 yuan. I feel so distressed and so angry that a bunch of idiots actually lost!"

"Two hundred thousand?"

Jiang Xiaoye was surprised: "Who in the village gambled? It's such a big game? And...you actually gave the money?"

After losing so much, Zhao Wuliu gave the money?

"If in the village, I won't give you 20 yuan. Isn't this a gambling? What's the matter with our national football? We have so many masters in China, can't you just make some random? That's not a hundred battles? How to play? That's not good?"

Zhao Wuliu felt very distressed, 200,000 yuan, he could make a lot of money if he won, but he would lose 200,000 yuan if he lost.

"Hehe, football anti-buying will definitely win, isn't it a year ago?"

Gambling? Looking for excitement?

"The friendly match was defeated by the Syrian team, Xiao Ye, you find me a group of Guwu masters. I don’t want a grandmaster or a grandmaster. I don’t need a half-step master. I want a group of second-rate and first-rate masters. , Me him!"

Zhao Wuliu is out of anger, two hundred thousand is gone!

"I thought about you before, and I asked Jiang Wu. Jiang Wu said that as long as he cultivates his true energy, he can't become a contestant. I'll talk about it later. I'll go to Xiaoyang Village."

If you cultivate true anger, playing football is bullying. Every country has masters, so there are such regulations.

If you don’t practice, the physique of ordinary football players in China is really inferior to those of athletes in other countries. Now football has been a joke for so many years.

"Don’t, Xiao Ye, I think it’s feasible. Even if you don’t cultivate true energy, what about those who train? Football players are too bad. Xiao Ye, you can help me find a team. Charge with the ball!"

Zhao Wuliu lost 200,000 and was impatient, and then he discovered that if it were his own football team, all his belongings would be bought by his own team to win, who could compare?

"You watch Kung Fu football too much..."

Jiang Xiaoye said silently: "Isn't it not fast to make money live?"

"There is no ball stimulation, Xiao Ye, think about it, if we have our own team and sweep it by then, at least we will earn back our face, this football, if my TV is not valuable, I will just kick it into a scum. !"

If there is a team, isn't he invincible?

The coach of the world's No. 1 football team looks good!

The more Zhao Wuliu speaks, the more heart-stirring he gets.

"When you said that, I really thought about it. You said that even if our innate physique is weaker than other countries, we can't have such a big gap in football, right? Walk around, I won't go to Xiaoyang Village. Now, go to Jiang Wu and ask him what he thinks."

Jiang Xiaoye dropped the front of the car, greeted Zhao Wuliu, and rode home.

"Wow~"

Don’t you want to go out to play? Don't go back!

The little brown bear pushed Jiang Xiaoye's leg aloud, and was about to bite in anger. Why did he go home?

"Hahaha, I'm Zhao Wuliu to be a coach, a football coach, I want to get rid of my anger and play football, **** it!" Zhao Wuliu's eyes flashed, and he quickly followed Jiang Xiaoye's car with the yellow dog. .

"Hurry up and become the first-class, you are not estimated to be first-class, right?"

Jiang Xiaoye cast a glance at Zhao Wuliu. After so many days, Zhao Wuliu had already recovered to the peak of qi and blood, but he just didn't make a breakthrough.

"He said that after entering the first class, there will be more dangers. It is most suitable to be a third-rate and second-rate village bully. If you step into the first-rate, you will not have the idea of ​​bullying the children. I don't miss it for a few days. What if time breaks through and I really don't want to be a village tyrant?"

Zhao Wuliu smiled.

"Cracked reasoning." Jiang Xiaoye was too lazy to explain. To have this kind of consciousness, it would take at least half a step to be a master.

The desire of first-rate masters is stronger than that of second-rate and third-rate.

"Yuanyuan, give Xiaohuang two persimmons to eat!" Jiang Xiaoye returned home and immediately shouted into the hall.

"Wow~"

The little brown bear was just about to follow Jiang Xiaoye, and when he heard something delicious for him, he rushed towards the villa. The persimmons tasted very good, and he liked it very much.

"go!"

Jiang Xiaoye motioned to Zhao Wuliu, and the two hurried towards the back mountain.

"Wow!"

The back mountain is very dangerous, the yellow dog dare not follow, the breath here makes it scared.

"Go home and watch the door!" Zhao Wuliu waved.

"Wang!" The yellow dog looked up and ran towards the house quickly.

"Doesn't the dog eat stewed meat?" Jiang Xiaoye still remembered that Zhao Wuliu picked up this puppy and intended to stew meat, and now the dog is alive and moist.

"I snatched this dog from a dog dealer. Its mother barked at me for a long time, and kept pushing the puppies. I didn't know what I thought, so I snatched it, and beat the dog. That dog dealer."

Zhao Wuliu turned his head and glanced at the yellow dog who was leaving quickly, and sighed.

"Where is this dog's mother?"

"It was robbed at the door of the dog meat shop, what do you think." Zhao Wuliu rolled his eyes.

"Dog dealers are really hateful."

Jiang Xiaoye sighed. Xiao Hei used to have a big dog, and all the dogs on the leash were stolen. That's how it is in the countryside. If you raise a dog, you must guard against dog dealers.

In the back mountain, the guard was even stricter, and teams of Guwu masters patrolled back and forth.

"Why don't you wear a military uniform?" Zhao Wuliu touched his chin.

"These people are all ancient martial arts masters from all sides, most of them belonged to Zhenhai Sect. Even the group brought by Jiang Wu has no organization. They are all hidden masters." Here, it does not belong to the army. This is a battlefield against alien species. Special place.

Jiang Xiaoye swept away his spiritual knowledge, and immediately found Jiang Wu and gave him a voice transmission.

Soon, Jiang Wu came.

"Mr. Jiang looking for me?" There was an inconspicuous little drum bag on Jiang Wu's shoulder. Jiang Xiaoye pointed his finger, and the super ant soldier inside immediately crawled out of the drum bag and hugged his finger.

"The bullet is not allowed to touch anyone except me. It seems that I have been thinking too much, and I can't forget you for how long I will raise this."

Jiang Wu looked at the super ant soldier holding Jiang Xiaoye's finger, smiled and stretched his head to look.

"Bullet? Good name!" Jiang Xiaoye's finger was filled with the power of the mountain god, and he quickly placed the bullet on Jiang Wu's shoulder.

"Talk about business!"

Zhao Wuliu was anxious, urged.

"What's the matter? Tell me please!" Jiang Wu immediately looked at Jiang Xiaoye.

"It’s no big deal. You also know that I built a big football field in the Super Academy. The players who participated in the world football match have been losing. Zhao Wuliu and I thought this way. See if it really doesn’t work. Give us a football team. OK, we help with training."