Zhang Lang was completely desperate after hearing Chen Hui's answer, and he also completely understood that this game is destined to have a result. One of them must fall, and his chance of falling is undoubtedly the greatest. After all, even

Scissor kick Wu Tong was kicked and disabled!

"Well, don't waste time, let's get started."

Chen Hui moved his wrists and urged eagerly, with a fiery look in his eyes, just like a hungry man who met a beautiful beauty and wanted to immediately pounce on her and take it for himself. One second of waiting was a long time.

"How?"

Zhang Lang's shoulders were slumped and he said weakly.

"The two of us are players and goalkeepers. This is the first time we have experienced a one-on-one duel. It will definitely be a lot of fun. Let's get started."

Chen Hui bent down and threw the ball to Zhang Lang, who was unprepared. Zhang Lang couldn't dodge and was directly hit on the nose by the football. Blood spurted out immediately, which was really spectacular.

"You... did it on purpose."

Zhang Lang covered his nose, pointed at Chen Hui and cursed.

"If you can't catch it yourself, who can you blame?" Chen Hui sneered disdainfully, as if he had read Zhang Lang's mind and joked: "Stop waiting, we are still looking for it before the end of the game."

The corner of Zhang Lang's mouth twitched and he gritted his teeth. He really slowed down his movements deliberately to delay the game. Once the game started, who knows how Chen Hui would deal with himself.

"If you didn't serve the ball, I would just kick it."

Chen Hui lost interest in waiting and stared with burning eyes at the football held tightly in Zhang Lang's arms, as if he was eager to snatch it.

"good."

Zhang Lang surrendered and put the ball on the ground. With a dark face and a nosebleed, he started charging towards Chen Hui's goal like a mad cow seeing red cloth.

Seeing that Zhang Lang finally made a move, Chen Hui also took a defensive stance.

Zhang Lang saw Chen Hui standing like a sculpture, and he felt chills coming from the bottom of his heart. The stadium was so big, so naturally he would not pick Chen Hui's position to play, and wanted to go around to avoid conflict with Chen Hui.

.

Unfortunately, as soon as Zhang Lang had the idea of ​​escaping from Chen Hui, Chen Hui quickly rushed towards him. Zhang Lang looked at Chen Hui who was smiling like a devil, and very smartly and decisively pushed the football with the side of his foot, directly throwing the ball away.

Passed to Chen Hui who was going crazy, don't you want the ball? I'll give it to you directly.

boom!

Chen Hui kicked it out. Unfortunately, the football that Zhang Lang just kicked out flew back into his arms in the blink of an eye, and the speed was at least several times more fierce than when it was kicked out.

The football hit Zhang Lang hard on the chest. Zhang Lang suddenly felt like he was about to stop breathing. His chest felt like a big mountain was pressing on him. Until Zhang Lang coughed violently several times, his face turned into the color of pig liver.

Only then did the congestion return to normal, as if I had just crawled out of the water, breathing heavily, and feeling like I was surviving a disaster.

"If you hadn't been in front of me, I would have kicked it right in. Originally, I thought that if I won a goal, the game would be over. It seems that you don't want to end the game and want to continue playing with me. Then

If I don't stay with you until the end, I won't give you face."

Chen Hui sighed regretfully and moved his wrists, preparing to launch the next round of attacks.

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Lang covered his chest that was hit hard, and his voice became hoarse. He could even clearly hear that the bones of his chest made a crisp impact sound when he breathed. The sound was like being ignited.

The crackling of firecrackers made his scalp feel numb.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Hui paused his movements and stared teasingly at Zhang Lang, who was panting. I don't know what ideas this coward wants to put forward, but whatever attention he puts forward, I will follow him to the end.

“Can you really score one goal and end the game?”

Zhang Lang now wants to end the game immediately. If he continues to play, he will be kicked to death by Chen Hui. Although he does not believe that Chen Hui will let him go so easily, but out of the desire to survive, Zhang Lang can only choose to believe

Chen Hui, he has no choice.

"Of course, I, Chen Hui, mean what I say. I am not like some people who talk like farts, or even worse than farts. After all, farts can still smell a little bit."

Chen Hui continued to ridicule Zhang Lang. Zhang Lang used to constantly ridicule and ridicule him. Now that he has such a rare opportunity, he will naturally get back all his capital and profits. However, he also knows that his words

There is no way to humiliate Zhang Lang too much.

But if I really continue to play football and ask Zhang Lang for a favor, I will definitely not be able to get a favor based on Zhang Lang's background.

Chen Hui is a smart man and knows when enough is enough, but now it is obviously not the time to end, so he lacks the heat.

"Then I'll let you score a goal. Go ahead and score. I'll admit defeat to you." Zhang Lang rubbed his swollen chest and made way for Chen Hui. He wished that Chen Hui would score immediately.

To win the game and end this damn competition, he didn't want to stay on the court for a minute. He hated this damn football game.

"Are you insulting me? With my Chen Hui skills, do I still need you to let me kick in? Do you think I can't kick in if you don't let me?"

Chen Hui glared at Zhang Lang angrily and said without any trouble, if he wanted to score goals, it would be a piece of cake, why bother? Scoring goals is not the point, the point is to use the goals to torture Zhang Lang is his real intention

.

"Then what do you want?"

Zhang Lang was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. The feeling of being teased was really uncomfortable, but the curse he issued earlier made it impossible for him to escape the competition. He could only let Chen Hui slaughter him. He didn't even have the slightest choice.

No.

Chen Hui rubbed his chin as if thinking.

"Don't think about it. I'll go directly to the goal and stand there. If you score a goal, it won't show that your skills are great. That's okay."

Zhang Lang lost his patience and said when he saw Chen Hui thinking endlessly.

"Since you are willing to be the goalkeeper, if I don't give you this opportunity, wouldn't it mean that I, Chen Hui, are too messy? Then you just go to the goal and stop me. I will shoot. As long as I score a goal, our game will be over."

That's it for now, but if something happens while shooting and it causes you any serious harm, don't blame me, football is ruthless."

Chen Hui said calmly.

"bring it on."

Zhang Lang gritted his teeth, thinking that maybe this was a trap, but now he had no choice but to jump in.
Chapter completed!