The film and television starts from the night of returning to the soul

Chapter 71
"Hahaha! Look at him, isn't he cheap? He's so old that he doesn't even want his dignity."

Feng Xing found out that Huang Yifei was really screaming, and he felt amused that he had an older son out of thin air.

"Big Brother!"

The rest of the people looked at the elder brother who was kneeling on the ground in a complicated manner, and an unprecedented anger surged into their hearts.

"Tsk, look at it all, this is your elder brother, look at what he looks like now."

Feng Xing began to taunt, and the players on the opposite side also laughed.

"Wait, what's wrong?"

Feng Xing suddenly found that the momentum of the Shaolin football team had changed. Everyone closed their eyes and made Shaolin Kung Fu starting gestures.

"Hey, are you all here to do acrobatics? You think that's enough to scare me. No matter what a trash does, he's still a trash after all."

Feng Xing's voice was loud, as if to cover up his inner fear.

"Let's go!"

With a wave of Feng Xing's hand, he directly asked the teammates around him to start passing the ball.

What surprised him was that they didn't show any performance until they ran to the opposite goal.

"Oh, I thought you had two brushes? It turns out they are all bluffing."

Feng Xing volleyed violently in front of the goal, and the football quickly rolled towards the goal against the lawn. Just as the football was about to hit the goal, Chen Xiaohu, who had been staying aside, started to move.

"really!"

The players on the opposite side dropped their jaws in shock, Chen Xiaohu grabbed the rolling football with one hand, and kept his eyes tightly closed.

"A Xing, catch the ball!"

Chen Xiaohu volleyed, and the football flew across Feng Xing's head.

Before Feng Xing and the others could react, Zhou Xingxing shot a lob in halftime, and the football went into the net.

"The ball has been scored!"

The members of the Shaolin football team hugged each other and started to celebrate, Feng Xing's face turned green.

"Goalkeeper, your uncle, you fell asleep on the field, and you can't catch this kind of ball."

The goalkeeper smiled helplessly. Who knew that they, who were still in an advantage before, suddenly fell into a disadvantage.

Before he could react, the football entered the goal. Can you blame him?

"Play hard and show off your special skills!"

Feng Xing pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his expression became serious. From now on, he will be serious.

Feng Xing passed the ball to the midfielder, and then quickly ran to the opposite penalty area.

It's a pity that the air pass from the midfielder was directly blocked by Fat Zaicong, and Fat Zaicong directly launched an attack with a long pass.

Zhou Xingxing easily received the ball from Fei Zaicong, then pushed it lightly, and scored directly under the desperate eyes of the opponent's goalkeeper.

"Oh shit!"

Feng Xing was furious. He felt that his defense line was just a decoration, and even Zhou Xingxing couldn't stop it.

"Be serious and show your true skills!"

The other players nodded. They were third-rate players, but they were definitely top-notch players.

"Brother, give me the ball."

Zhou Xingxing waved for the ball, at this moment Feng Xing suddenly came up, and with a shovel, Zhou Xingxing was directly shoveled to the ground.

The ball Huang Yifei originally passed to Zhou Xingxing fell to Feng Xing's feet again, and Feng Xing dribbled the ball directly.

For a while, other members of the Shaolin football team failed to prevent Feng Xing and let him easily come to the restricted area.

At this time, the goalkeeper Chen Xiaohu was on the alert, not daring to relax at all, and focused on the ball under Feng Xing's feet.

"Go!"

Feng Xing let out a loud roar, and saw two people on the opposite side suddenly hugging Chen Xiaohu's hand, and then Feng Xing brought the ball to the goal.

"Even if you know kung fu, it's impossible to stop my shot."

Feng Xing didn't shoot the goal right away, seeing Chen Xiaohu's hands being grabbed by his little brother, he began to mock.

The veins in Chen Xiaohu's arms popped up, and the two younger brothers realized that they could no longer control him, so they hurriedly asked Feng Xing to shoot quickly.

Feng Xing was not wordy, and directly sent the ball into the goal.

"Ouhou, the ball has been scored."

Feng Xing celebrated in front of Chen Xiaohu on purpose, Chen Xiaohu clenched his fists angrily with the look of such a villain.

"Oh, you're so angry! You hit me, you idiot!"

Feng Xing continued to provoke Chen Xiaohu, Chen Xiaohu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and directly punched Feng Xing.

Feng Xing had expected this scene a long time ago, and simply used his teammates around him as a shield.

Chen Xiaohu punched Feng Xing's teammate in the face. The teammate who was used as a shield felt his eyes go dark, and then fell to the ground unconscious.

"Referee, he fouled!"

Feng Xing started to yell, and then hugged his unconscious teammate and began to cry bitterly.

If Chen Xiaohu hadn't witnessed the previous scene with his own eyes, he would definitely have been moved by Feng Xing's behavior.

"Uncle Da, I really did not foul!"

"You, red card."

Uncle Da took out a red card from his pocket and sent Chen Xiaohu off.

"I……"

Chen Xiaohu still wanted to explain, but Uncle Da forced him to leave.

Chen Xiaohu took off his gloves helplessly, and threw them on the ground angrily.Before leaving, Chen Xiaohu kept staring at Feng Xing, wishing he could rush up and punch him now.

"fine!"

Outside the football field, Li Yun comforted the angry Chen Xiaohu.

"Junior brother, this guy is a rascal. What is Uncle Da thinking? They don't intend to play football at all, and they can't even see such an obvious foul."

"Uncle Da must have his own plans!"

"But now that we have one less person, how can we still fight?"

The game continued after Chen Xiaohu left the field. Since the goalkeeper Chen Xiaohu was sent off with a red card, central defender Tian Ji acted as the temporary goalkeeper.

Since Frog trained in the iron cloth shirt of the Shaolin Golden Bell Cover, he can barely be a goalkeeper.

Feng Xing was completely blown away now. He single-handedly penetrated the entire Shaolin football team's defense.

Everything that stood in his way was thrown to the ground by him with his wrench.

The elder brother is completely fishing now. Although he practiced iron head skills, it still hurts terribly when he was hit on the head by the wrench.

"If you don't play anymore, how can you still play this?"

Eldest brother Huang Yifei wanted to give up at first, but he finally cheered up before, and gave up again because of this unfair judgment.

"Eldest brother, cheer up!"

Zhou Xingxing looked at Huang Yifei lying on the lawn, and reached out to pull him up.

"Leave me alone, just let me fend for myself like this! I give up!"

"If you behave like this, how is it different from a salted fish!"

"Ha ha!"

Huang Yifei was determined to give up, and even a fool could see that Uncle Da was deliberately covering up the opponent, and only Zhou Xingxing, a stunned young man, still wanted to win the game.

"what!"

Fat Zaicong was directly knocked to the ground by the violent collision of two people on the opposite side, and a player on the opposite side even patched Fat Zaicong's face when he fell to the ground.

"Sixth Junior Brother, wake up!"

Zhou Xingxing hugged Fat Zai Cong who fell unconscious on the ground, feeling very worried.

"Fifth senior brother, I can't do it anymore. I really, really want to have another bite of baked sweet potatoes from the street."

After saying this, Fat Zai Cong stared at his legs and passed out from hunger.

"A Cong, A Cong, you can't leave your senior brothers like this!"

Zhou Xingxing cried, and the rest of the brothers ran over nervously.

"There is still anger, the person should not be dead."

Li Yun carefully checked Fatty Cong's body, and found that he was just in a coma, and there was nothing serious about his body.

Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief, Li Yun and Chen Xiaohu carried Fat Zai Cong off the football field.

Uncle Da is now very entangled in his heart, not knowing whether the game should continue.

"Could it be that my method is too cruel to them?"

Uncle Da felt that he was too demanding of Zhou Xingxing and the others. After all, they had only learned football for a few weeks.

(End of this chapter)