Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Although it was strange to be so anxious about Qin Feng, Modric, who was low-key by nature, didn't ask any more questions, but just packed his things silently.

There was really nothing to clean up, Modric mainly took some clothes, the rest was football equipment.

His movements are slow and gentle.

Seeing Modric's performance, Qin Feng thought he was a bit reluctant, "Luka, are you not used to leaving home suddenly?"

In Qin Feng's mind, a 13-year-old boy is about to leave his hometown and travel across the ocean, and he will feel a little sad about parting.

"Family?"

Modric, who was sitting on the ground, shook his head and said: "When I was 6 years old, I fled here with my mother. Almost every night, I would wake up to the sound of the explosion."

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. I hid in the quilt, secretly shed tears, and then comforted my mother. I'm not afraid. Tomorrow will be better!"

"At that time, I swore that I would rely on my own efforts to help my family live a good life."

"This is a refugee camp, not a home."

"In the future, I will buy my own house."

"..."

Qin Feng was startled, lost and speechless.

Modric's mother came up and hugged Modric, and the mother and son were relatively speechless.

"Let's go!" Qin Feng approached, rubbed Modric's long golden hair, and beckoned everyone to leave. .

After leaving the room, Modric took a deep look at the "home" of less than 20 square meters, then turned and left without looking back.

Qin Feng followed behind and suddenly noticed that Modric's backpack was not tightened.

Inside was a pair of little leg guards, made of wood.

Sensing Qin Feng's surprised gaze, Modric tightened the zipper of his backpack, turned around and said:

"When I was young, I didn't have money to buy shin guards. My first coach made them for me. This kind of treasure must be kept well."

so...

Qin Feng looked down at his injured left leg, and raised his head with soft eyes.

"It should be collected."

He nodded and said, "For remembering, but also for forgetting."

"..." Modric was taken aback, but finally smiled, "Yes, then move on."

The two smiled at each other.

In the corridor, the doors of many rooms were opened, and all kinds of people poked their heads out of curiosity.

Hearing that Modric's mother and son were about to leave, everyone sent their blessings.

Only then did Qin Feng and the others understand what Modric meant when he said that this is a refugee camp.

The hotel was converted into a large refugee camp!

Those who live here are ordinary people displaced by the war.

Qin Feng felt sour in his heart.

Walking out of the hotel gate, the night has shrouded the old town of Zadar.

The narrow long street paved with bluestone slabs is winding and wet, shining brightly under the dim light.

Due to the addition of Modric mother and son, there are not enough seats in the car.

After thinking for a while, Qin Feng said: "Zheng Wen, you drive, take Shang guide, Luka's mother, and Xiao Chun, pick up our luggage and drive back to Zagreb."

"Luka and I left by train, and we met back at the hotel next to the airport."

Everyone agreed, and just as they were about to get in the car, two beams of headlights suddenly lit up at the end of the long street.

Before a few people could react, a black van rushed over.

There was a screeching brake, blocking the front of Zheng Wen's white Renault.

The door of the van opened with a clang, and a figure like a vat rolled down.

It was the fat proprietress of the restaurant. Behind her, six burly men got out of the car and surrounded Qin Feng and others.

"You Japanese are all liars!"

The fat proprietress took out Qin Feng's fake watch and slammed it on the ground, "The watch is fake, pay back the money, there is no 5 Kuna, don't even think about leaving!"

With a click, the watch rolled twice on the ground, and it seemed that there was no damage.

Found it so soon?

He secretly winked at Zhou Xiaochun, and signaled Shang Yin and others to back off.

Pointing to the watch with the patent leather on the ground, Qin Feng smiled and said: "Beautiful lady, look, this watch is of good quality!"

"Stop talking nonsense, the watch company has already identified it, this is a cheap fake!"

"That's not negotiable?"

"What to discuss, either take the money, or you all stay, the man picks the waist, and the woman sends the customer, you choose yourself!"

"Is that so..."

Qin Feng curled his lips and was about to answer when two figures rushed up behind him.

It is the old handsome Shang Yin and Modric.

"Qin Dong, you take the others to take Zheng Wen's car and leave first, the old man will block me."

"Mr. Qin, hurry up!"

Looking at the old and the young standing in front of him, Qin Feng shook his head helplessly.

"I said, you two, take it easy."

He raised his crutches and pushed the two of them back, "Come to the back, being the first bird will not end well."

Shang Yin and Modric were stunned, subconsciously retreating along the strength of Qin Feng's crutches.

What's the situation?

Qin Feng, why are you not in a hurry?

While the two were wondering, Qin Feng waved to the back, "Xiaochun, come quickly, it's your turn."

"Yes, I knew it."

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Zhou Xiaochun walked to the front with his lips pouted.

She took out a red ribbon from her pocket and tied her long hair into a high ponytail.

The waist is slightly sunken, and the horse is lunged.

Zhou Xiaochun leaned his left hand behind his back, stretched his right arm forward, and hooked his hands playfully at a group of big men, then clenched his small hands into fists.

Except for Qin Feng, everyone was dumbfounded.

Zhou Xiaochun in front of him was wearing a white sportswear, with a long red belt fluttering in the wind, and his pure brows were full of heroism.

"Mr. Qin, Miss Zhou?"

The old handsome Shang Yin finally came back to his senses, and asked stutteringly, "What's the matter with her?"

"What's going on, master!"

Qin Feng said casually: "Otherwise, how do you think she climbed up to the fifth floor of our office building?"

"..."

Shang Yin was stunned, no wonder so many security guards couldn't stop Zhou Xiaochun at the training base of the Liaodong team that day.

On the opposite side, seeing Zhou Xiaochun's posture, the fat proprietress and the others froze for two seconds.

Immediately rushed up screaming.

"careful!"

"Zhou girl, pay attention!"

"Miss, they are local gangsters, they are very ruthless..."

"..."

After all, she was a delicate little girl, and everyone was sweating for Zhou Xiaochun.

Except for Qin Feng.

He pulled a group of people back, "Back back, don't bleed out in a while."

"Qin Feng, you wait!"

Glaring at Qin Feng who was full of smiles, Zhou Xiaochun rushed forward to meet a group of big men.

Punch.

dodge.

Leg swing.

……

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, it took less than 3 minutes.

Everyone on the opposite side, including the fat proprietress, was lying on the ground.

Zhou Xiaochun curled his lips and got up.

The scene was silent.

No one thought that the petite and dainty Zhou Xiaochun would be so powerful that he could take down a group of big European men in a few strokes.

clap clap clap...

Suddenly remembering a burst of applause, everyone came back to their senses and turned their heads to look.

It was Qin Feng who was hiding at the back, cheering loudly.

"Xiaochun, you're amazing. You have a plan. It's all up to you!"

Three black lines appeared on Zhou Xiaochun's forehead.

She stepped back suddenly and grabbed Qin Feng's ear...

"Hahaha……"

Shang Yin and others burst into laughter, counting Modric as the happiest.

……

After a storm subsided, Qin Feng and others left Zadar in two batches according to the previous decision.

That night, Zheng Wen drove back to the hotel next to the Zagreb airport.

In the early morning of the next day, Qin Feng and Modric also arrived at the airport hotel by train.

Several people gathered, and Qin Feng announced the next itinerary.

"Rome, Italy!"