Chapter Eighty-Three: I'm Going to Pick Up the Ball! (Ask for recommendations!) )
The soccer ball at his feet turned out to be a dead man's head.
Because this dead man's head seemed to be bald, there was not a single hair on the whole, it looked extremely round, and from a distance, it looked like a ball full of gas, so Lin Quan didn't notice that this was actually a dead man's head just now!
The facial features of this dead man's head are tightly attached to the skin, as if it was painted by someone, it is a flat surface, yes, this is still a two-dimensional dead human head.
When Lin Quan looked at it, the head showed a crying expression, and opened his mouth to say: "Lao Tie, leave some love under your feet!" ”
"Hmm!"
Lin Quan nodded heavily, "Don't worry!" ”
After saying that, he fired a powerful volley, and the dead man's head rushed out like a cannonball.
"Bang!"
It's like Mars hitting the Earth, and the sound is deafening.
"Almost on point!"
Lin Quan sighed, obviously aiming at a member of the Black team, but the dead man's head eventually broke through the fence and rushed into the audience.
Then a large silver order point flew over, and you didn't need to look at it to know that there were heavy casualties!
The referee's eyes twitched!
Is this kicking?
This ball is like a missile, why are you trying to raze the academy to the ground?!
The audience who was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe stared blankly at the pit that kept emitting green smoke and was three or four meters in diameter, and the ghosts who were originally sitting in that position were now all scum!
This......?
Now it's life-threatening to watch a ball game these days?!
Lin Quan raised his hand and shouted, "My pot, my pot, I'll pick up the ball!" ”
Why do you want to continue?!
The ghosts present couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths!
Pick up a hairy ball!
The "ball" flew over like a missile, knocking the audience out of a three- or four-meter pit, and now it is a miracle to be able to pick up a hair!
Lin Quan ran to the audience.
I didn't look at the three- or four-meter pit, my eyes stopped at a ghost with a resentful look in his eyes, wandering away from the audience, grabbing a ghost and devouring it.
The ghost had eaten a ghost, and was still looking for the next target, when suddenly he felt like he was being targeted, and turned back in confusion to find that the guy who was kicking the "football" as a missile was staring straight at him.
He was stared at inexplicably and scratched his head.
I have a not-so-good feeling in my heart!
Lin Quan stepped forward and patted the ghost on the shoulder: "Old Tie, why are you so skinny?" ”
The goblin looked confused.
I eat a ghost and it counts as skin?
The ghost creature hesitated, "Isn't it normal for me to eat ghosts in this academy?" ”
Lin Quan's eyes moved without a trace, and then he said solemnly: "If you are so skinny, why do you put my "football" on your shoulder?" ”
"Huh?"
The ghost thing touched his head and said in amazement: "No! I've got a head on my shoulder! Is there football? ”
Lin Quan looked lazy to speak, stretched out his hands, took off the head of this ghost thing with a click, and said to the headless body in a serious tone: "I took the ball, forget it this time, don't do it next time." ”
"What the hell!!"
The "football" in Lin Quan's hand widened his eyes and finally understood!
It turns out that the football that this snake spirit disease said refers to his own head!!
"You're just a football! Please don't talk! ”
Lin Quan slapped him over.
The head was almost blown up, and I only felt a buzzing in my head.
"I've picked up the football, referee, it's time to go!"
Lin Quan returned to the court, stepped on the "football" under his feet, and gestured to the referee.
Silence!
The self-aware ghosts looked at the football at Lin Quan's feet, and their cheeks twitched wildly.
The referee was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but remind: "Pay attention! It's just a ball game, not a world war! ”
“O**K!”
Lin Quan gestured with a reassuring gesture.
The referee blew the whistle hesitantly.
"Bang!"
The audience looked at the audience sluggishly, and there was another big pit of green smoke in the audience.
"Mistake! This is an absolute mistake! I really didn't mean to! My accuracy is so bad! I'm going to pick up the ball! ”
"That's special, I can see it! If this person continues, it will be a miracle that there will be one or two ghosts left on the field in the end! Run, everybody! ”
The ghosts in the audience, except for those ghosts who have no self, their faces have changed drastically, looking at Lin Quan who ran towards the audience, they quickly got up one by one, and fled desperately.
Lin Quan chased after him: "Why don't you stop me!" You guys run chickens with my football! Is there still a sense of public morality? Don't let people kick the ball? ”
This man Nima is poisonous!
Who took your football? You've just got your eye on us!
The audience scolded Lin Quan for being shameless and running even harder!
Lin Quan chased after him and found a problem, although these ghosts were panicked one by one, eager to get as far away from him as possible, but none of them ran outside the field.
It's as if you're confined to this football stadium by some kind of force.
Suddenly, a gloomy and majestic voice sounded: "Stop me!" ”
The moment the voice sounded!
The ghosts who were desperately trying to avoid Lin Quan seemed to have been hit by a collective immobilization spell, and they all froze in place.
Lin Quan's footsteps faltered.
The ghosts stopped, their eyes still full of horror when they looked at him! But he didn't dare to move!
Lin Quan couldn't help but look at the referee with a gloomy face, this guy has something!
How do you feel that every word of this product can be compared to your own shock?
The referee stared at Lin Quan gloomily, and said with a sigh of anger: "You continue!" ”
Lin Quan glanced at the referee with a deep meaning at the corner of his mouth.
I took a random head and returned to the court.
"You have to give me victory!"
The referee stared at Lin Quan coldly and blew the whistle.
Lin Quan stepped on the head football, thoughtful.
This thing has obviously endured his actions to the limit, but still lets himself continue. And he didn't even bother to remind him, and it seems that he only wants to lead Red to victory?
It seems that the victory of the red side is very important to him!
"Want to win? Then I'll bring it to you. Lin Quan smiled, thinking, and another powerful volley.
"Bang!"
"Mistakes, mistakes, I'm going to pick up the ball!"
"Bang!"
"I'm getting a lot better with this shot! I've found my foot, you have to trust me, I won't kick out of bounds again! ”
The ghosts' cheeks twitch!
Looking at Lin Quan, who frequently ran to the audience, he could only sit back and watch him take off his head.
"Bang!"
The few ghosts who were already few glared angrily at a pair of bloodshot eyes, staring at Lin Quan, as if to say: This is what you promised not to kick out of the realm again? You're so special, there's no limit to the ball world!
“…… I'm going to pick up the ball! ”
Ghosts are desperate! I don't bother to explain this special explanation?!