Looking at the voice of the Chinese team's congratulations on TV, the Japanese coach put on an iron-clad face, and now he doesn't know, where is the weakness of the Chinese team? How to defend? There seems to be no way to vent the anger in my heart.

He was like a madman, smashed everything in the room, and said silently in his heart: "I can't lose, this is an honor to be able to compete with the current national team coach, as long as I lead the team to win the championship." At this moment, the Japanese Football Association rehired me to return to the national team. ”

There was a quick knock on the door, and when I opened the door, I saw that it was my wife, Mieko, who was standing outside.

What's wrong? Are you still worried about the Chinese team's game? She asked cautiously.

Yes, Keiko, the Chinese team is not easy to deal with, especially the captain Gao Xiang on the field, and the striker Liu Qing. These two people are good at breaking through, and Liu Qing shoots more accurately. There is also a player named Zhao Kun, who passes the ball exquisitely. Strong sense of defense, no one is idle.

I have a way to keep them out of the game.

You said.

Isn't it okay to find someone and hurt them?

Are you sure?

The Chinese have a saying that money can make ghosts grind.

I get it!

The team members who had been partying all night were already exhausted, and after a while, a slight snoring could be heard. Liu Qing walked to the window alone and watched the night view of Guangzhou.

But I kept thinking about Song Ting's safety in my heart, why hasn't she come back now, is she angry? Or is something going on?

He can't sleep, guilt and self-blame occupy his heart, I'm going to go out to find her!

At night, the cool breeze of Guangzhou blows on the body, which is particularly refreshing. I saw the people on the street returning to their homes and savoring the warmth of home. And he struggled alone, which couldn't help but be a little sad.

Passing through the alley in the distance, he planned to go back to the hotel to rest, after all, there was no way to find it this way, and there was a rapid shouting not far away.

Help, who's going to save me!

Why is the miserable cry so familiar? It's her, it must be her.

He ran towards the cry, grabbed the man's hand, and pulled it out hard.

Who are you, bad old man is a good thing. The man took out a knife from his waist and shook it in front of Liu Qing's chest, he rushed forward without fear, the man was overwhelmed by his momentum, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Liu Qingfei kicked and kicked the man, and the man instantly tilted his body and flew out, the knife fell to the ground, and he fell unconscious.

Liu Qingxiang walked to the man's side like crazy, and after making sure that he couldn't move, he waved his fist the size of a sandbag and hit him in the face again and again.

Every time it became more and more ruthless, the attack became heavier and heavier, most of the beaten parts of the face were swollen, and a small part of the skin had been broken, and the face was slowly soaked in blood.

Don't fight anymore, he'll die if he goes on like this.

Song Ting got up, walked behind Liu Qing, and hugged him tightly in her arms.

Listen to me, don't fight, I'm fine.

I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have left you alone in the wild, let alone left you, if I could be by your side, nothing would have happened. His voice was choked and he couldn't speak with excitement.

Don't blame you, don't say it again, Song Ting made an amazing move.

She muffled his voice with her mouth.

Two young people who don't understand the world come together in this way.

That night, the two hugged each other and returned to the hotel, after a simple cleaning. Falling asleep together, everything that should have happened happened, and what shouldn't have happened happened, looking at her sleeping in the morning.

He silently swore in his heart that I must treat her well and never let last night's incident happen again.

Slowly recalling the scene of last night, it was really exciting, the dry wood fire lingered all night, and I didn't feel a trace of tiredness at all. He wondered what had happened in the alley last night? Why would she give her virginity to him. What's even more puzzling is why he just arrived to witness everything that happened? Am I suspicious? Well, maybe. Song Ting is a simple girl.

What do you think? She snuggled in Liu Qing's arms, her charming eyes, as if she was intoxicated in a dream. The soft greeting and the naughty kiss really made him have an impulsive desire, Liu Qingqiang held back the * that his body was about to burn, glanced at her, and said softly: "Don't go anywhere, wait for me to come back." At noon, I will accompany you to buy a few clothes you like, and then we will hold hands, go to the movies together, and order your favorite dishes at the restaurant by the way. All right. ”

Song Ting nodded and offered a flying kiss on his forehead, sticking out her tongue: "Come back early, I will wait for you obediently, dear, don't let me wait too long." ”

Walking into the training ground, the players started their own warm-up exercises, but there was no trace of the coach.

After asking the team members, I found out that the arrangement was free training.

Liu Qing smiled and returned to the room, took her hand, and walked out.

He looked at Song Ting carefully, felt that something was wrong, and finally settled on the clothes after thinking about it.

If she was really kidnapped by a gangster, what did the other party want to do, but why didn't she resist? There was not a single scratch mark on the body, and even the clothes were as good as new, unscathed, which inevitably made people suspicious.

The two of them met and walked down the street, and his mind was still thinking about the question just now, neither of them spoke, forgetting how long they had been walking like this, and came to a place that was not lively.

Suddenly, a man blocked the way to the front in front of her, and then Liu Qing was hit with a blow on the back of the head, gradually lost consciousness, and passed out.

When I woke up, there was a small note next to me that read: "If you want to save the girl's life, just go to the abandoned factory in Guangzhou 121 in a week to negotiate the conditions, we will wait for you at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, if you come one step late, just wait to relive her nightmare last night." "The letter writer, the man who was injured last night.