However, this tactic cannot be used immediately, so Hong Tao had to stay honestly in the rest area in the first quarter. If you want to say that there is a gap between the strength of the two teams, although it is not a big difference, but the Senlega Academy basically did not pose any substantial threat to the opponent's goal in the whole quarter, and the few shots on goal were also long-range shots. Fortunately, Rudy's defensive skills are still good, after all, they have been attacked all year round, and the defenders have been trained. A strong team produces a good striker, and a weak team produces a good defender and goalkeeper, whether it is a football game or an ice hockey game, the meaning is similar.

"Hong Tao, you went up first in the second quarter, did you see that No. 7 player, he was the initiator of the offense, get him down. We're going to go back and if we can get a goal ahead of them, we'll play a counter-attack and we'll have a chance to win. Come on, the third group will go first!" During the break, Eliza began to arrange the tasks for the second quarter, and Hong Tao was finally able to play, and the task was still very heavy.

"What are the characteristics of that No. 7? Who knows the details, give me an introduction, not that the characteristics of the game are his own. For example, where is he from?family situation, have you ever been in love, do you have a girlfriend, sexual orientation or something......" Hong Tao did not happily celebrate his first official appearance, although the atmosphere on the field made him a little enthusiastic, but he knew very well what he was doing, knowing himself and knowing his opponent was the only way to win a hundred battles.

"His name is Josep, he is also an immigrant, his ancestral home is Yugoslavia + Alliance, now it should be called Bosnia and Herzegovina, his parents are both engineers, as for his girlfriend or something, I have no information here......" Scott as the captain. A little bit of information was given to Hong Tao.

"Coach, we'd better have an informant in the future. Collect the information of each player of the opponent's team, otherwise I don't know what to scold them if you let me play. This time this time he was unlucky. Who made him a Bosnia-Herzegovina, I hate Bosnia and Herzegovina because I like Yugoslavia. By the way, I use racist language, I won't be taken to court, right?" Hong Tao pulled Elisa aside and privately proposed his own proposal.

"You just don't shout at the audience, don't let the referee hear......" Elisa is also very bottomless in this regard, it is estimated that she has not heard less about this kind of thing when she plays, and Hong Tao knows what she means as soon as she says it.

"Oh yes. Look at me, buddy, fight with them!" Hong Tao relieved himself, he didn't want to get into any lawsuit because of a game.

Hong Tao was very enthusiastic when he stepped on the ice, holding his helmet in his hand so that the audience could see that he was back. He waited for the boos to shake the sky before he buckled his helmet, but that wasn't the end of it, he raised his club and pointed to the 72 number on his back. This number was chosen by himself, and this is the year of his birth.

The opponent's No. 7 player is about the same size as Hong Tao, and in ice hockey, this figure is relatively thin. Generally belongs to technical players, of course, excluding Hong Tao, an alternative. As soon as he got on the field, Hong Tao stood opposite this No. 7. He then stuck out his tongue at the other, but Josep, who had a long, thin face, ignored him. He only glanced at Hong Tao with his big yellow-gray eyes, and then focused on the scrum.

Scott was very competitive. The ball was taken by the team, and when the other three strikers were organizing the attack, Hong Tao didn't go to see where the ball was at all, he stuck it next to Josep like a dog skin plaster, and he went wherever people went. Although his skills are not very bright, he is in good shape, and he doesn't have to keep it, because he knows that he won't stay on the field for too long, either to get others down, or to be punished himself, so hurry up and toss while he has the strength.

"Josep, your aunt was killed yesterday......" Just when Josep just broke the ball, Hong Tao also arrived, and he didn't care whether Josep wanted to divide the ball or not, he directly hit the opponent on the baffle, and then shouted in Josep's ear.

"......" Josep glanced at him, still ignoring him, pushing him away and continuing to slide towards the bottom line.

"Josep, the Serbs killed your aunt yesterday, are you still in the mood to play here? You Bosnian pigs will all be slaughtered and thrown into the garbage. By the way, your cousin's ass is good, but do you have a sister? I still think your sister is better......" Hong Tao was like a conjoined man, and followed Josep to the bottom line. Not only is the mouth not idle, but there are also small movements in the hands, from time to time to pull others, or use the elbow to push, this kind of action is strictly said to be a foul in the game, but the general referee can't see it, and he won't blow it when he sees it. Ice hockey is a sport with frequent physical contact, and if you blow it all, then don't play the game.

"You're a brute...... "Josep finally couldn't help it, the war in Bosnia and Herzegovina has begun, and as a Bosnian immigrant, even if he is naturalized, he will pay more or less attention. However, in a fast and intense game, once you are distracted, even if it is only a little bit, it will have a big impact. No, a ball passed by a teammate, and Josep didn't receive it because of an extra nonsense!

"I don't know if I'm a brute or not, but you're a brute anyway! The graves of your ancestors have been dug up by the Serbs, and you still have the heart to play games here." All your relatives in Bosnia and Herzegovina were killed by the Serb pit, and the heads were cut off and you were allowed to play with a cue. You see, what you are taking is your uncle's head now, hey, he's still looking at you with his eyes open!" Hong Tao felt that this No. 7 was too easy to deceive, and he had just started a start, and he took it.

Eliza once told him that mature players don't usually bother with this kind of trash talk, and if the other person starts scolding at you, then he is not far from getting out of control. So Hong Tao made another effort, and made Josep hesitate again, and the ball he had just received was destroyed by himself, for which he raised his hands and signaled to the audience, and then received a louder boo.

"Look, Bosnian pig, the audience is laughing at you, let's talk about your sister...... Or talk about your mother, I see that you look like a sissy, if you are not happy to accompany me, then I will fuck your mother...... Oops...... Referee, he fouled and hit someone!" Before Hong Tao's third nonsense was finished, a club hit his mask horizontally, directly pushing him into a big fart squat. At the moment when the buttocks made contact with the ice, Hong Tao's shouting of grievances resounded throughout the audience, that poignant, worthy of being a singer, the foundation is still there.

"He scolded my parents and made racial remarks about me!" Josep was not a fool and was the first to complain to the referee. It's a pity that the referee doesn't have the ability to judge what he said between him and Hong Tao, as long as Hong Tao doesn't take the initiative to admit it, this thing can't be investigated. But Josep pushed the crossbar and raised the club above his head, which was a foul on Yan zhòng, no, let's go out and calm down for two minutes first.

"Coach, I haven't moved yet, give me another target, how about replacing me if he doesn't go down within a minute?" Hong Tao was very dissatisfied with this result, it was not his goal to punish him, this Josep was too cowardly, and the eight generations of his ancestors were scolded for being bare, so he pushed himself sideways with a club, and he was angry.

"Just for a minute! Number 3 is their shooter, you go find him. Eliza was very happy with Hong Tao's first victory, and approved Hong Tao's request.

This number three is a native of Toronto, or is it white, and Hong Tao has lost two powerful weapons: racial attack and hell attack. But he is not discouraged, professional trolls will not care about the difficulty, let alone be limited to a few ways to spray people, what they pursue is the effect of God standing opposite and letting themselves spray and curse. This time, Hong Tao didn't talk much nonsense, he directly spit out his mouthguard, and then rushed towards the No. 3 who was delaying time by controlling the ball in his backcourt, and pushed him to the parapet with one shoulder.

It is reasonable and legal to use the shoulder, crotch, and hip to collide, but Hong Tao secretly hid the tail end of the club under his armpit and pressed the pestle heavily above the opponent's elbow, which is without protective gear. By the reaction force of the collision, the end of the club was bounced off, and if there was no high-speed camera to chase it, it would have been difficult to find his small action, but the No. 3 found out because he was in pain!

"Referee, referee, he fouls, he fouls!" As a result of the loss, player No. 3 also spit out his mouth guard and began to complain to the referee.

"Phew! Call your mother too, I'll even fuck her when your mother comes! Did you grow up in a nursery school? I scolded your own mother, and you didn't even react, what kind of ice hockey are you playing like this, you should go to the women's swimming team, are you still a man?" Hong Tao directly spat at the mouthful and sprayed it, first giving the girl a face full of flowers, and then began to verbally attack.

"You Vietnamese pig raised by the cousin, I fxxx your whole family! You dwarf, crippled ......" This No. 3 is not as good-tempered as No. 7, and his mouth is obviously much sharper. The arm that was blackened was still hurting, and his face was foamed at by Hong Tao, anger and nausea made him unable to keep his mentality, although he had not lost his mind, but scolding back was inevitable, and the voice was very loud, and he tore up with Hong Tao.

The sharp whistle of "......" almost sounded in Hong Tao's ears, and the four referees rushed over, pulling Hong Tao and the No. 3 apart behind him, and preventing the other players from approaching the two people. You can fight alone on the ice hockey rink, but you can't fight in a group, if you don't control the scene in time, once the fight starts, they referees can't resist it, after all, there are more than a dozen big and small guys, and no one can pull it if they really move. (To be continued......) R1292