Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Malmö is a major industrial city in Sweden.

Like other countries, unemployment in Malmö is extremely high as Sweden restructures its economy and many factories close.

On both sides of the street, there are mixed modern buildings and old buildings. In front of the medieval Malmö Castle, automated snowplows are rumbling forward.

In the distance, the bells of St. Peter's Basilica came leisurely, and as soon as it hit my ears, it was overwhelmed by the rock music from the shops on the street.

Ancient and modern coexist, past and future alternate.

This city is in the throes of disharmony in a facelift.

in the car...

Everyone was infected by this antagonism, and looked out the window stupidly.

Even Shang Yin, who is used to the vicissitudes of life, also has distant eyes, and I don't know what he remembered.

Watching passers-by, looking through shop windows, then walking away with a shake of the head, hurried steps.

Qin Feng sighed.

It is said that Sweden is a high welfare state.

But if you really want to be depressed, it's the same everywhere.

While thinking about it, the car turned left and drove into a neighborhood shrouded in shadows.

"Qin Feng, look quickly!"

Zhou Xiaochun's exclamation sounded.

Qin Feng turned his head and looked in the direction of her finger.

In the fine snow, there is a piece of gray-black building, the outer shell seems to be covered with grease.

Garbage was everywhere on the roads in the neighborhood, and scraps of paper were flying under the cold wind.

In the dilapidated low-rise rooms, people of different skin colors and races gathered together to warm up around the burning gasoline barrels.

When the crowd saw the vehicle in which Qin Feng and the others were riding, they all stared coldly, which made people shudder.

Compared with the bleak street scene in Malmö just now, it is more like purgatory in the last days.

In the black station wagon, everyone was silent.

Even the always bold Qin Feng swallowed.

At this moment, the local driver spoke a few words.

The driver is an immigrant from the former Yugoslavia, and only Zheng Wen can communicate with him.

"The driver said, this is where we're going."

He translated: "Slums in Malmö, Rosengard."

Both Shang Yin and Zhou Xiaochun were startled, they looked at Qin Feng in disbelief, their mouths were open and they couldn't speak.

Qin Feng nodded.

Here it is, Rosengard.

A corner forgotten by God.

This is not only the poorest area in Sweden, but also designated as a refugee gathering place, where descendants of more than 30 countries live.

Former Yugoslavians, Turks, Somalis...

Most of them are civilians fleeing the war.

There are more than a dozen religious beliefs mixed in the whole area, and there are constant conflicts on weekdays.

In Sweden, no one would dare to walk here after dark.

Smiling, he comforted Zhou Xiaochun Shangyin with a few words, and Qin Feng asked Zheng Wen to translate again.

"Tell the driver, go to the gypsy field."

After Zheng Wen finished recounting, the driver froze for a moment and slowed down.

"Sir, it's not a wise choice to go there."

"It's okay, you can just drive."

Qin Feng took out the Swedish Krona that was exchanged at the airport from his pocket, counted out 100 and handed it to the driver.

After collecting the money, the driver pouted and shrugged, and continued driving.

A black station wagon drives slowly through the dirty neighborhood.

Ten minutes later...

Ahead, a football field surrounded by towering barbed wire appeared.

The yellow land, mixed with snow, was blackened with mud.

The rusty goal didn't even have a net, and the barbed wire outside was covered with white garbage blown up by the wind.

A football lay quietly in the middle of the field.

Next to the football, a dozen youths of different skin colors and ages were besieging one person frantically.

On the side, there is also a typical Swedish blonde beauty, crying loudly.

The car of Qin Feng and others slowly stopped beside the stadium.

In the car, Shang Yin pointed at the field and said stammeringly: "Mr. Qin, don't tell me that there are players you are looking for among the children fighting!"

Zhou Xiaochun also looked at the chaotic stadium, and said solemnly: "Qin Feng, this is too dangerous, let's go back first."

As for the honest boy Zheng Wen, he was already speechless in a daze.

Sitting in the last row, Qin Feng didn't reply right away.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the huddled crowd on the court...

Soon, Qin Feng's eyes narrowed,

Among the crowd, the tall figure who was surrounded and beaten caught his attention.

It was a boy of about sixteen or seventeen, with a full height of 1 meters.

He had long brown and black hair, and his face was fierce and fierce, with blood dripping under his big hooked nose.

But even so, he was besieged by more than a dozen people.

He still yelled wildly to fight back, without any intention of retreating.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes.

It's him!

In his 22-year career, he traveled to 6 countries and 9 clubs, participated in 954 games and scored 565 goals in total.

In the future, this record will continue.

That's right, it's him!

Upside-down golden hooks, scorpion tail swings, volley kicks... can score goals in various unimaginable ways.

The only legal installer in the future world football!

The Swedish tower called Lu Bu Dafengxian by the fans of the Dragon Kingdom...

Zlatan Ibrahimovic!

On the side, old handsome Shang Yin noticed Qin Feng's gaze.

"Dong Qin, he is what you are looking for!"

The old man's eyes popped out, "You are right, I was shocked, I was really surprised!"

On the court, Ibrahimovic kicked a black youth away with a backspin kick.

"Oh no, I'm going to have a heart attack!"

Shang Yin's eyes widened.

He exaggeratedly covered his chest and shouted: "Dr. Qin, does this kid play football or practice martial arts? No, you must give me an explanation today!"

"Uh……"

Qin Feng insisted: "He has never practiced Dragon Kingdom martial arts, he just..."

After a pause, Qin Feng scratched his head and continued: "He is just a black belt in Taekwondo."

"what!"

Shang Yin didn't come up in one breath, and almost suffocated to death.

At this time, Ibrahimovic on the court kicked another person down, but was forced into a dead corner by more people, and the situation was precarious.

Two youths casually picked up a wooden stick with rusty nails, and gesticulated on Ibrahimovic's leg.

I'm not happy to kick my legs!

Qin Feng couldn't sit still.

He opened the car door and rushed over with a cane, "Stop, stop, or I'll call the police!"

Obviously no one can understand the English that Qin Feng shouted.

A group of people froze for a moment, thinking that Ibrahimovic had come to help, and three people rushed towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng waved his crutch vigorously, making a whistling sound, trying to force a few people back.

But he is not flexible enough.

Soon, a Persian youth with curly hair broke through Qin Feng's defense and punched Qin Feng on the bridge of the nose.

Qin Feng wanted to dodge, but his legs and feet didn't listen.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, a voice suddenly came from behind, "Qin Feng, bow your head."

Before he had time to think about it, Qin Feng suddenly bent down and lowered his head.

There was a whistling wind, and something passed over his head.

Looking up, it was a gasoline barrel with black smoke and flames.

With a bang, the oil barrel hit the Persian youth who was rushing up with his fists, and sparks scattered all over the ground.

The Persian youth screamed and fell aside.

Everyone on the field was stunned for a moment.

Behind Qin Feng, Zhou Xiaochun rushed forward with a cold face.

She stood in front of Qin Feng, opened her posture, her small face was covered with frost.

"I see who dares to touch him!"

Qin Feng was panting heavily, looking at the petite figure in front of him, and then at his injured left leg, his face was full of unwillingness.

Anyway...

When fighting, you can't let women stand in front of you.

Leaning on crutches, he staggered forward and blocked half of Zhou Xiaochun's body.

Also shouted: "I see who dares to move... the two of us!"

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