The president's wife is superb

Chapter 71 90 meters, lore!

Chapter 7390 meters, lore!

"By the way, wife, what happened to your female bodyguard, Shang Xuan?" Su Ping'an asked.

The Pearl Holding Bodhisattva, how could the world's number one nun with three thousand Buddha statues have something to do with Xia Shiqing?

This made Su Ping'an very puzzled.

"Why, you know her?" Xia Shiqing asked calmly.

"I don't know, but I think your female bodyguard is very powerful, so I asked." Su Ping'an said.

Of course he would not reveal Shang Xuan's identity, because in that case, some things about himself would be exposed in a different direction.

"It's really just like that?" Xia Shiqing looked at him with burning eyes.

"Really." Su Pingan replied calmly.

Xia Shiqing nodded, not pressing her every step of the way.

"I saved her life two years ago," she said.

She didn't explain too much, she just said this sentence lightly.

"Then do you know who she is?" Su Ping'an asked.

"I don't know." Xia Shiqing shook his head and said.

She always felt that Shangxuan's background must be very big, after all, even a ghost like Zhang Fuling could be recovered by her.

But she never asked her identity.

Because both of them have an agreement.

So she won't ask more questions.

Since she promised to help herself do three things.

After finishing those three things, she will not owe Xia Shiqing any more.

As for where will Shangxuan go after finishing the three things?

This was not something Xia Shiqing had to worry about.

Now she only wants to deal with Zhang Fuling's affairs, and then build the new factory in the second phase of Gulan, and then establish a new football club. These are the three things Xia Shiqing needs to handle at present.

"Who is Su Ping'an?"

At this time, a loud roar made Xia Shiqing and Su Pingan turn around at the same time.

A majestic young man in a Johnson uniform walked towards the two of them.

"Who is Su Ping'an?" He asked again.

This man is fierce and fierce.

"I am." Su Ping'an said.

call!
A gust of wind suddenly blew, and a football rushed directly at him quickly.

Su Pingan's eyes turned cold, he walked directly in front of Xia Shiqing, and then stretched out his feet to directly intercept the football.

"What do you want?" he asked coldly.

"Play football, one-on-one, just me and you, solo, dare?" He asked loudly.

With a bang, Su Ping'an kicked the football away.

The football spun quickly and rushed directly towards him.

He blocked it with his feet, but suddenly a force surged toward him.

He was pushed back and forth by that force, and he didn't stop until he hit the club behind him.

"If you hit my wife with that ball just now, it won't be as simple as making you retreat." He said coldly.

The man roared angrily and said, "Su Ping'an, I want to meet you on the court. Do you dare?"

He wants to regain all the humiliation on the court.

His name is Xu Zidong, the main striker of the Johnson team.

He is also the most shining star player of this team.

Su Ping turned around and looked at Xia Shiqing.

Xia Shiqing walked to the edge of the football field, and then said lightly: "Straighten your back, stand and win!"

Su Pingan smiled slightly. He touched his trouser pocket, wanting to smoke a cigarette, but found that there was no cigarette in his trouser pocket.

"Hi, ma'am," he called.

"Huh?" Xia Shiqing asked.

"Help buy a pack of cigarettes," he said.

"Okay." After a moment of silence, Xia Shiqing nodded.

"How do you want to play?" he asked.

"Solo, whoever scores first wins." Xu Zidong said coldly.

"Yes." Su Pingan nodded.

"In this way, so as not to say that I bully you, Su Ping'an, I can give you a kick." Xu Zidong said.

"What's your name?" Su Ping'an asked.

"Xu Zidong." Xu Zidong sneered arrogantly.

"Xu Zidong? Excuse me, give me a kick? You don't have the qualifications yet."

The corner of Su Ping'an's mouth outlined a crazy arc, and he sneered: "In this world, maybe only the football king Caesar has the right to say this to me."

"You're looking for death!" Xu Zidong became completely angry when he heard this.

He wanted to let this ignorant kid know who was the real king on this court.

Who is the real football solo king.

boom!
The ball is kicked.

He catches the ball quickly.

Then run with the ball.

have to say.

He is fast.

Catch up with the ball immediately after the kickoff.

This is not something everyone can do.

But at this time.

A person, but faster than him.

Su Ping'an's mouth had an extremely insolent smile.

At this moment, the blood in his heart was getting hotter and hotter.

For nearly three years, I didn't really play against top players consciously.

Today, I will see how much strength I have in the past three years on the green field.

Chi!
He is like a wind.

A howling wind.

He was face to face with Xu Zidong.

The corners of his mouth turned up.

Then with a bang, he took the ball directly from Xu Zidong's feet.

There was no time for Xu Zidong to react at all.

Then, he stopped.

Yes, he stopped.

He stopped a long way from the opponent's goal.

He looked at the opposite goal.

Then closed his eyes.

boom!
The football flew out from under his feet, rushing towards the opponent's king like a thunder.

Su Ping'an turned around.

At this moment she opened her eyes.

He didn't go to see if the goal was scored.

He walked directly to Xia Shiqing's place.

Xia Shiqing handed the cigarette to Su Ping'an's hand.

Su Pingan took the cigarette and lit it.

He took a deep breath and exhaled a smoke ring.

"Is the survey over?" Su Ping'an asked.

"It's over." Xia Shiqing said.

"Let's go." Su Ping'an said.

"Well, good." Xia Shiqing nodded.

The two walked out of the club together.

Su Pingan didn't ask if the goal was scored.

Xia Shiqing didn't say anything either.

on the field.

Xu Zidong looked at the football in the goal.

He was deeply shocked.

Yes, he was shocked.

He was shocked and stunned.

The court is 120 meters long.

As for Su Ping'an, that kick just now.

90 m.

Lore!

Did it kick in by coincidence?
No!

Because Su Pingan didn't look back at all.

He walked straight out of the club.

This is a very confident performance of a player.

On the green field, the person who has staged a 90-meter lore.

only one.

That is the king of the ball, Caesar!

But even if it was the kick of the football king Caesar.

Nor was he confident enough not to look at the goal after kicking the ball.

Who is this Su Ping'an?

Such a skill, how could it be mediocre.

Maybe what he just said was right.

In this world, there is only the king of the ball, Caesar.

Only then can he be qualified to say something like letting him kick.

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