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Chapter 190
"What did you say?" Dahong, who was observing carefully, did not hear Long Fei's words clearly, because the room was too noisy, and Dahong, a mortal who had not practiced before, had normal ears, so naturally he couldn't hear small voices clearly.

Opposite this thin and small person is just an ordinary person, at most he is agile, but he can't face a ball fairy at the ball spirit level. Even if he thinks about it with his toes, he will know who can win and who will win. People are basically mortals with naked eyes, even if the bet is correct, it is mostly the result of blindness.

Seeing this, Long Fei naturally knew who was the most reliable bet. The Dahong family had saved his life, so he would not let the opponent lose.

But he didn't want to expose his identity as a ball fairy. After all, if a ball fairy of unknown origin appeared in the slums, the Li family of Green Field City would definitely notice it. In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he could only try his best. to hide.

"Come on, Ah Fu! Let's go betting!"

Dahong decided to place a bet right away. This kind of match with disparity in strength was like giving him money. He was afraid that it would be too late to place a bet. If he didn't accept the bet, it would be a big loss.

"Wait a minute, Dahong, who do you want to bet on?" Long Fei grabbed him and asked.

"Needless to say, could it be possible to arrest that false mother?" Dahong said anxiously, even Hong'er beside him held Long Fei's hand tightly and shook it vigorously, as if urging him to leave quickly.

"Listen to my Dahong, bet all the money on that thin man." Long Fei said firmly.

"Don't be kidding, I've been playing this game for too many years, and I even got the money to buy a house this way, okay, follow me to see the odds and see how much we can make this time." Dahong couldn't help but say Fei pulled over.

At this time, the huge round table was already crowded with people who were ready to place bets. Dahong took Long Fei and the others to force their way through, only to see the bald fat boy sitting cross-legged in the center of the table, holding a handful of blank betting tickets in his hand. There are three wooden boxes around them, which are filled with ball coins, sugar cubes, and fine salt.

"Look carefully. In this football match, the number one player pays two for one, and the number two player pays five for one. The number one player is a well-known invincible ball bully in our North District. He has won ten games in a row. Newcomer, one goal will determine the outcome! I am in a good mood today, and I am going to release water to collect money!"

The fat bald boy screamed vigorously, with black and yellow sweat dripping from his smooth head from time to time, he kept wiping his black feet with his big hands, leaving patches of skin on his face. crumbs.

"Although the odds are a bit low, it's safe to make a profit!" Dahong was about to hand over the five coins in his hand to the bald fat boy.

But at this moment, Long Fei grabbed his hand and said: "Brother Dahong, can you lend me two ball coins, I will definitely pay you back after doing odd jobs, okay?"

In Long Fei's storage belt, there were only mad pills and furnace cauldrons, and he rarely cared about money, even the money he got from selling some pills was handed over to Qiao Er.

However, under amnesia, he can no longer remember these things, and now he has to beg the other party for two ball coins, because he doesn't want the other party's hard-earned money to go to waste, and he is still watching him helplessly. In the case of wearing.

"Okay, but I can only give you one ball coin. We are friends, so there is no need to talk about not paying it back. I will give it to you! I am willing to give this money to my friend."

Dahong just had a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and then he readily agreed. Now he can only bear the pain and earn less money. Between money and friends, he chooses friends.

Long Fei took over a heavy coin and directly bet it on the number two player. One to five means that Dahong and the others got back their capital, but it was a pity that an opportunity was wasted.

After about half an hour, all the players present had finished their betting. I don't know if it was because of customs or unwritten rules.

The bettors were automatically divided into two groups according to the people who participated in different games. The number of betting bullies on the left accounted for almost [-]%, while the betting on the right was only a few people.

The contrast between the number of people on both sides was too conspicuous, with the huge round table in the middle, there were really two or three so-called kittens on the side where Long Fei was, and they were constantly mocked and laughed at by the bettors on the other side.

It wasn't until after the game officially started that the scene stopped a little bit, because everyone focused on the players on the field.

There are no spectator seats in the arena, and the conditions are very difficult. Some smart old players have prepared benches in advance and found a relatively forward position, where they can sit and watch comfortably, while others just stand together and watch the field. the match of.

First of all, the ball master kicks off the ball. This kind of one-on-one game does not require the cooperation of teammates, but relies more on the game experience in the game and physical confrontation.

I saw him dexterously dribbling the ball, and began to run towards the opponent carefully. The football did not straddle with his big feet, but was less than a foot away from the toes.

This approach allows him to touch the ball and change direction in time according to the opponent's situation. A trivial detail is enough to witness that this person is well-deserved, and his game experience is indeed sophisticated.

Seeing it, Long Fei was amazed in his heart. Instead of relying on Yuanli, he relied more on skill, because football itself is a skill competition.

The thin pseudo-mother on the opposite side did not move, her eyes flashed a trace of contempt, although it was only a momentary change, it was still noticed by the careful Long Fei.

Long Fei was clear in his mind that no matter how good Ren Moran played football, he was insignificant in the eyes of the ball fairy, because under the blessing of Yuanli, he didn't use any spells, and only relied on his body's agility, strength, tenacity, etc. , it can easily exceed ten times that of ordinary people.

Soon the two met together, the ball bully touched the ball with his foot, his left shoulder shook, and he made a fake move to dribble the ball to the left. The movement was quick and coherent, enough to easily confuse many opponents.

Then the puppet woman on the opposite side didn't seem to see the other party's intentions, and then her body quickly rushed towards the other party like a willow in the wind.

The ball bully kicked the ball back with his left foot, then shifted his center of gravity to the left, and pushed the ball out with his right foot, and his body took advantage of the trend to the right and directly bypassed the opponent.

The audience off the court jumped and cheered directly, bringing up a cloud of dust under their feet, choking some older people standing in the back row, with tears and snot, and even their vision was blurred.

Because next, as long as they see the ball bully continue to run for a certain distance with the ball, they can kick the ball into the opponent's goal.

The ball tyrant was also very excited at this time, seeing that he easily broke through the opponent, and the audience gave him such cheers, now he only needs to continue to stride the ball and shoot it directly into the opponent's goal.

(End of this chapter)