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Chapter 21 One Foot "Fairy Ball"

"Run between the two defenders on the left. After receiving my pass, don't touch the opponent's body. Take two steps and shoot with the magic foot. At any angle within 35 meters, the power of the magic toe ring is unsolvable ..." While running, Qin Hong recalled Pirlo's words in his heart, and he knew in his heart that the accuracy of the "pass master"'s mid-range and long-range passes is almost unique in the world.

Just as his mind was turning, Qin Hong's thin figure had already approached the space between the opponent's two right backs. At this moment, he saw the mysterious man wearing a mask standing in front of the center line - Pirlo, who was in the slightest. Without a run-up movement, I suddenly kicked the ball with my leg...

When people saw the elegant parabola drawn by the ball in the air, Qin Hong had already run like the wind between the two defenders at this moment, and the ball landed so precisely that when he was running When Qin Hong saw the ball falling from the sky above his head, he easily lifted his foot while running, and he walked to the football like a perfect match. It wasn't until then that the two defenders in black shirts suddenly turned around as if they had just woken up from a dream. Counterattacked the windy boy who pierced through the defense behind him like a sharp blade—Qin Hong!
However, at this time, the entire defense line composed of five black figures had already been left a few meters behind by Qin Hong...

In this case, most of the offensive players will choose to pass the ball with their left foot or use their right foot to shoot after continuing to cut inside.

However, Qin Hong's handling method was completely out of the ordinary. He had already recited the ancient magic spell silently at this moment, and under the traction of the "buzzing" vibration of the magic toe ring, he raised his left foot and shot——

"Oh!"

With the loud sound of a magic foot kicking the ball, the football suddenly jumped up from the ground, and along the trajectory at an angle of 30° to the goal, it swayed rapidly and let out a roar that tore through the air. An obvious ascending arc was drawn in the air, and after jumping high above the goalkeeper standing in front of the goal——"The Unique" Tu Xiaopeng, there was a strange and strong fall, hanging obliquely into the far end. In the dead angle between the column and the beam!
This is simply a fairy ball that cannot be saved.

Therefore, Tu Xiaopeng, with a blue cockscomb hair, stood stiffly in front of the door. He kept a strange expression of gaping his tongue and turning his head to look in the direction of the ball for a full ten seconds...

Finally, Tu Xiaopeng came back to his senses amidst the sighs that sounded around him. He turned his head and saw the young man who had just kicked the "fairy ball" and scored a goal, standing lazily not far away, looking at him with a half smile look at yourself.

Tu Xiaopeng, the second president of the "Wearing Prison Football Club", lost his usual arrogance and domineering at some point. He took off his leather gloves, fell heavily on the ground with a "slap", and lowered his head. , Gritting his back molars, he said in a low voice, seemingly bachelor: "You won, there is nothing to say, let's go today!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and waved to the black-shirted players, and was about to leave. At this moment, someone shouted from the sidelines: "Second brother Tu, are we just throwing in the towel? You're so useless!" The person who met him was Jia Fangang whose cheeks were "swollen" by Qin Hong just now.

Casting a glance at him helplessly, Tu Xiaopeng said dejectedly: "So what if you don't leave? Don't we brothers feel ashamed enough!" After finishing speaking, he took the group of football team buddies and filed away without looking back. up.

Jia Fanggang had no choice but to snort angrily, reluctantly followed the group of black shirt players and left.

Qin Hong walked towards the arc of the middle circle, came to Pirlo, looked at him and said, "Master..."

With a timely wave of his hand, Pirlo interrupted his next words with a gesture, and said sincerely: "You are welcome to be together. From now on, you can just call me big brother."

Qin Hong nodded, and changed his words: "Brother, there is an Italian-style coffee shop nearby, the taste is very good, do you want to go and sit together?"

There was a slight smile in the eyes above Pirlo's mask, and he said in a deep voice: "I heard that there is a saying in the East that goes to the country and does as the Romans do. I also heard that drinking tea here is a fashion, can I Have the honor of enjoying this oriental fashion?"

Qin Hong smiled knowingly, he nodded and said: "Of course, there are many places to drink tea in my hometown, and tea tasting is a very elegant and exquisite thing, I just can show you the oriental tea ceremony Charm, of course, as long as you get used to it."

After nodding with interest, Pirlo said in a reminding tone: "You seem to have some friends nearby, do you want to say hello to them before leaving?"

Secretly praising "Sleeping Skin" for his delicate thoughts, Qin Hong said: "Okay, then I'll go and say hello to them first, and I'll be right back."

Pirlo nodded, and Qin Hong turned around and walked out of the court towards the woods.

As soon as Qin Hong walked to the willow forest, he heard a rustling sound coming from inside. In an instant, he saw the old man with a white goatee, "Lightning Foot" Fu Biao, leading a group of "handicapped football teams" such as "Green Snake" Diao Han. "The disciple greeted him from the forest.

Fu Biao's old and heroic voice suddenly sounded: "Little brother, are you alright?"

Qin Hong looked at him, and said very calmly: "Tuofu, everything is fine with me."

Fu Biao's face became hot in the dark, and he hurriedly took two steps forward, and said awkwardly: "Don't get me wrong, little brother, alas, I have already become a frightened bird. I was in the woods just now, because my sight was blocked by the advertising board outside the stadium." Well, we can't see what's going on inside, so don't worry about you too much, just because... those guys are unreasonable, and to be honest, those two kicks under their feet... are really not weak, if you If we suffer any loss... we will all feel sorry."

Qin Hong smiled easily, and said: "It's not that evil, I didn't kick a few kicks, and I scared them away, oh... By the way, those people are all wearing black sweatshirts, and the team leader is a guy who keeps it. The buddies with the blue cockscomb hair, from the clothes, they should be from the 'Wearing Prison Football Club', right?"

Lightning-footed Fu Biao stood dumbfounded for a long time, then Fang Shi let out an ah and said excitedly, "Little...little brother, did you scare them all away by yourself?"

Qin Hong said with a half-smile: "Strictly speaking, I hired a helper temporarily, and the two of them broke through the half-court defense of eleven of them and shot the ball into the goal!"

Looking in shock at Qin Hong's slack face that implied tenacity, old man Fu Biao murmured, "God...your skills can scare people to death...My Buddha! That blue-haired boy is a football player who wears a prison bottom. He is the second president of the team and the main goalkeeper of the team. His nickname is 'unique'...meaning that there is no one else, as long as he stands in front of the goal, no one can score...Little brother, you It's really amazing, it took less than a quarter of an hour to drive away these bastards!"

(End of this chapter)