"Hey, you wait......"

"The broken shoes are useless, but there is a pair of mended shoes, do you want them?"

Ah Mei took out her shoes and threw them in front of Zhou Xingzu.

After hesitating for a long time, she still took out her shoes.

"Thank you, I will definitely be the one who wins the championship and can carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu." Zhou Xingzu was holding a pair of shoes, looking at the original hole, there was a piece of anime kitten, which looked out of place, but it was very cute.

"I'll be waiting for you for a day...... "Ame smiled and kneading the dough.

Zhou Xingzu put on his sneakers, and together with Mingfeng, he began to lobby several senior brothers to join. It's just the same as in the plot, the martial arts of the brothers and sisters have long been abandoned. The only one who still has a little kung fu is the only senior brother left.

And since the night before, the elder brother has been demoted from a waiter at a bar to a mopping man at a bar.

The whirlwind legs of the second senior brother are now squatting in front of the sink to brush the dishes, and after brushing the dishes, he has to work part-time to clean the toilet.

The third senior brother's golden bell hood iron cloth shirt is even more powerful from the original fine steel bones, but now he has become a skinny bone, staring at stocks all day long, claiming to be hundreds of thousands of dollars a second, but riding a bicycle to and from work.

The fourth senior brother has become a vagrant, a ghost grappler, and is most suitable for being a goalkeeper, but now he can only use it to issue business cards.

The sixth junior brother also drooped because of the cold bacteria, and changed from a handsome guy to a big fat man who only knows how to eat.

"No one has come back."

Zhou Xingzu sighed, he had tried his best to convince.

However, once the human will is sinking, it is very difficult to awaken again.

Ming Feng was also very disappointed in his heart, he originally thought that he could really form a kung fu football team, but he didn't expect that except for Zhou Xingzu, there was no reliable one.

Following Zhou Xingzu back to the rooftop of Times Square, Ming Feng laughed and said, "This place is good, it has all kinds of organs." ”

"I can't imagine that you, a garbage guy, can live in the attic on the rooftop of the fifty-ninth floor."

"Good taste for life."

"Now this kind of unit is very sought-after, I can't find it after looking for a long time. It's just that this air-conditioning tank is a bit noisy, but it doesn't matter, can you have more rooms here? ”

Ming Feng looked at the rooftop, but in the simple rooftop, there were sandbags and wooden people. There are two pieces of paper shell with Shaolin Authentic written on them, as well as the words "Registration Office".

This is not only a place to live, but also a martial arts hall.

Ming Feng sighed in his heart, something that can hold on to a lifetime is a dream.

It seems that Ah Xing's dream is really simple, that is, to carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu.

Zhou Xingzu punched again, but did not make a sound.

He silently walked up to the top of the building, facing the strong wind, and did not speak.

Ming Feng thought that Zhou Xingzu was depressed, so he walked up to him and said with relief: "Forget it, none of your senior brothers are decent, if you don't come, you can find someone else." ”

"I'm touched that you can trust me, a dead cripple."

Ming Feng patted his stomach, and the four words of the golden right foot rippled.

Zhou Xingzu still didn't say a word, looking at Ming Feng sensationalizing there.

Actually, he really is......

It's just a matter of blowing the wind.

You must know that it is summer, and there is no air conditioning on the rooftop, so the only way to cool down is to run to the roof to blow the wind.

And he knew that his brothers and sisters would definitely come back.

Not only because of the brotherhood, but also because of the Super Cup champion, there is a million prize money.

This point was deliberately depicted by Zhou Xingzu when he was persuading. I believe that a bunch of poor ghosts can't refuse this temptation.

After he left, the juniors and disciples all looked at the group photo in their hands. recalled the past of following the master and practicing together, and finally began to fantasize about the beautiful life after winning the championship.

When the time comes...

You don't have to mop the floor, you don't have to wash the dishes, you don't have to be looked down upon.

A burst of footsteps suddenly sounded on the rooftop, and Zhou Xingzu and Ming Feng's eyes turned to the stairs.

One after another, figures appeared on the rooftop.

"Senior brother, second senior brother......"

"All the senior brothers have arrived!"

Zhou Xingzu took a deep breath and didn't say much, just stretched out a hand.

Everyone's palms were stacked together, announcing the establishment of the Shaolin football team.

But if you want to play in the Super Cup, you have to be able to play football.

Now there is only half a month left before the start of the Super Cup, and it is a very difficult task to train the Shaolin football team into a qualified team within half a month.

Fortunately, Mingfeng was known as the golden right foot back then, and it was not in vain.

Soon came up with a set of tailor-made training methods, but unfortunately, during the training process, Ming Feng found that this group of people was not only inattentive, but their martial arts were completely deserted, and they had no strength.

According to Zhou Xingzu, that is, the brothers and sisters have long lost their fighting spirit.

Only by reawakening their fighting spirit can they return to their positions and regain the power of Shaolin Kung Fu.

Although Ming Feng didn't know kung fu, he agreed with Zhou Xingzu's statement very much, and decided to arrange a ball game to let the Shaolin football team know what a real stadium is.

The stadium is like a battlefield!

This is definitely not a lie in the world of the Shaolin football team.

Not to mention the Super Cup winning Devils team, even an ordinary amateur team can show the cruelty of the stadium to the fullest.

For this reason, Mingfeng specially contacted a well-known amateur team in Shanghai to prepare for a friendly match.

Just want them to know that football is not something that can be played by one person!

And the name of that team is called the Bund team.

The captain of the Bund Brigade led the ten Taibao of the Bund to form a team of 11 people.

And Zhou Xingzu's Shaolin football team has only six people in total.

Eleven people kick six people.

There are only wins and losses on the court, and there is never reason.

Although there were few people on Zhou Xingzu's side, he was not scared at all, and took Shaolin football to the green field.

"Thirty minutes of play, no break at halftime."

"Everything depends on international football regulations, I will do the ball certificate, everyone has no opinion!"

The captain of the Bund smiled very modestly: "Of course, Brother Feng, who was known as the golden right foot back then, brought some young people here today to play a friendly match with us." ”

"It's our honor for you to come to be a ball card, everyone is called Brother Feng."

"Brother Feng."

Ming Feng nodded: "Okay, okay, this young man has had some conflicts with your players, let's play a friendly match today, let's write off the previous grievances, they are very sincere." ”

"Of course, from their neat uniforms and friendly eyes, I can feel their sportsmanship."

As the captain of the Bund spoke, there was a thud, and an iron hand fell out of his trouser belt.