green mercenary

Chapter 1 Hitting Soul Penetration

"Pass the ball! Pass the ball!" No matter it was on the sidelines or on the field, the same voice came from all directions.

The 200-pound No. 9 fat man in red clumsily carried the ball in the frontcourt, while the two blue defenders in front of him had already outflanked the ball.

".I'm going to use my right foot to push the ball to the side, and then squeeze past the side with speed when the two of them stand in a line." 9 Red Fat's head was running fast, and he made a judgment in an instant.

9 Hongpang stretched out his fat soles, and drew a semi-arc on the middle and upper part of the ball under the eyes of everyone.After landing, the world-famous slender leather foot of the Assassin endured the pressure it shouldn't have with its size. After twisting and deforming on the turf, a line opened on the side of the foot.

"Hahahahahahaha" There was a burst of laughter from the sidelines. 9 Hongpang couldn't stand firmly after touching the ground after shaking, so he sat on the ground with his buttocks.The ball in front of him was instantly snatched by the opposite blue defender and kicked forward.

Not paying attention to the strange gazes around him, Jiu Hongpang sat on the ground, turning his body sideways enough for his retracted right foot.After barely touching it, he rubbed it vigorously, then patted his butt, got up and trotted back to his own half.

"Hey, is he really from your academy?" Girl A said to Girl B.

"Hey! Not only from our college, but also from our class!" Girl B said helplessly, covering her forehead.

"Are you sure he's here to play football and not to be funny?" Girl A asked with a smile.

"Uh, maybe they're here to play football." Girl B replied uncertainly.

Chen Cheng from the Faculty of Arts was a little scared when he saw this opponent like a mountain of meat at first. Is this a heavy artillery in the midfield or a bulldozer in the frontcourt?I can guard against this figure?But when the game lasted less than 10 minutes, Chen Cheng laughed. This Nima is obviously the mascot of the game!

"Mascot?" Jiu Hongpang didn't think so.At this time, he got the ball again and stepped on the ball under his feet. "Well, that guy Liu Hao is wandering on the sidewalk, and there are people marking him; Zhong Tianyu's position is too far back; well, that kid Feng Si has sped up, it's him!"

Thinking of this, 9 Hongpang directly kicked up and passed the ball to the opponent's defender on the sideline.Seeing this result, Feng 4 stopped, shook his head and walked back.And 9 Hongpang also scratched his head, as if feeling incredible about this pass.

If you want technology but no technology, you need to pass or not.Although he is tall, he can jump one centimeter.Not to mention speed.With such a striker on the field, maybe he can become a mobile sandbag to help guard the gate on the opposite side!
When Jiu Hongpang used his slow-motion fake moves to sway people again, the defender of the Academy of Arts stood there with his waist pinched, watching his performance.For a while, the fans of the business school covered their faces, never daring to see how dramatic their players were on the field.

At this time, Jiu Hongpang lowered his head, looked at the ball in front of him, and pedaled the bicycle carefully over and over again.At the same time, he kept shaking his body left and right, trying to shake the opponent's center of gravity.

At this time, the defender of the Faculty of Arts suddenly raised his hands above his head, and then stepped on the ground with his feet left and right, imitating a gorilla. 9 Hongpang raised his head and looked at the guard of the Academy of Arts dancing in front of him, feeling at a loss for a moment.

The audience on the sidelines burst into laughter when they saw this scene.

"Hahaha! This kid really looks like me!"

"That's right, I thought there were two orangutans playing football on the field!"

In the laughter of the crowd, the defender of the Faculty of Arts stretched out a leg and directly snatched the ball.Leaving 9 Hongpang stunned in place.

In the annual intramural football match, the School of Business has always been a strong team.But this year, the unevenness of the team members obviously violated the expectations of the seniors.Almost all the players who can play football are midfielders, but none of the forwards.

Just when the captain of the business school was upset, a voice came: "Captain, I can play forward."

Everyone looked back, but saw nothing, only a panting red meat mountain.

The emaciated Liu Tian happened to be standing in front of the mountain of meat. When he turned his head, he almost bumped into the match A of his dreams. Oh, there should be a match B.Seeing a figure twice as wide as his own, Liu Tian shrunk his neck, as if a little scared.

"Oh, well, then you can try it." The captain said these words in a strange way.

Then came the tragedy of the business school.This mobile meat bank trembled on the field, and I don't know how many laughter it caused.However, the captain of the business school is also very open-let him attract more audiences for us on the court!As for football, we'll play ten to eleven!

In fact, as a column center, the only advantage of 9 Hongpang is his powerful big foot volley.But on the football field, how many opportunities do you have to shoot so easily?
"Hmph! Just let me seize the opportunity and see if I don't shoot you!" Jiu Hongpang clenched the right hand of the pig's trotter, thinking while panting.

After more than half an hour of the game, every time I saw the offensive ball from the business school was wasted by 9 Hongpang, the players didn't say anything, and the audience on the sidelines couldn't stand it anymore.While booing, he mocked Jiu Hongpang himself.

The panting Jiu Hongpang was really desperate on the field, and his strong lung capacity made him run desperately back and forth.However, what he thinks is fast and fast, is extremely slow in the eyes of others.

Finally, in the 35th minute of the first half, the School of Business won a left corner kick.Watching the teammate who took the corner kick back slowly, 9 Hongpang rarely stood in the penalty area to compete for the top, but stood behind and waited for the opportunity.

Sure enough, after the ball was kicked out with the utmost strength by the midfielder of the business school, the players at the center and front all forgot to fight for the top for a while, and looked up to see where the ball would eventually fall.The business school midfielder standing near the corner flagpole is obviously very satisfied with his big foot. After kicking so many balls, this foot is the highest and farthest!
"Hmph, sure enough, this kid will kick his feet hard! Then, congratulations, he is going to get an assist!" Jiu Hongpang let the ball land on a mountain of meat amidst the exclamation of everyone.Without a standard chest stop, 9 Hongpang directly took off all the power of the ball with his stomach, letting it fall lightly under his feet.

"Look at me shooting you!" Jiu Hongpang roared, and he lifted his right foot, rounded his thigh, tightened the top of his foot, and slammed it directly towards the ball.

The goalkeeper of the Faculty of Arts hadn't turned around to react when he felt the door frame tremble, followed by a sway under his feet.What's up Nima?earthquake?Wen Shoumen was so frightened that he wanted to scream.At this time, he found that the team members in front of him had dispersed to watch something.

Wen Shoumen squeezed into the crowd, and directly saw a fat man who fell on his back and stopped breathing.

"Hello! Hello! Bai Xiaotian, Xiaotian?"

In the haze, Bai Xiaotian felt that someone was patting his face and calling his name.After listening carefully, I suddenly felt a pain in my face and opened my eyes suddenly. "Oh, Xu Liang, stop taking pictures!"

Xu Liang? Who is Xu Liang?Bai Xiaotian got up immediately after blurting out his words, sat up and looked at the same red-clothed but unfamiliar faces around him.Nima, what's the matter?
Am I just being kicked back in the face by my own punch?Why are you tricking me one by one like this?Seeing the scene in front of him, Bai Xiaotian immediately recalled foreign actor-changing tricks on the Internet.

"Let's go, let's go!" Bai Xiaotian pushed away from the crowd, looked up, and was immediately stunned.

The surroundings are no longer the familiar football field and stands of my university, and the green artificial turf is not under my feet.There is no passionate audience of girls, and there is no banner saying "Business school must win".

Bai Xiaotian stretched out his hands in surprise, looked at his fingers, and instantly opened his shorts to look at his crotch. What?What's this?Can I see my dick?
Bai Xiaotian covered his cheeks under the surprised eyes of everyone, damn, I have crossed over!

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