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Even Ouyang Qingfeng couldn't believe that Pierre's emaciated body would not fall behind in front of the King Kong-like Perorigus, and he relied on his excellent technique and the subtle time difference of the collision to avoid Perorigus's huge body again and again.

There is a kind of meaning of four or two thousand pounds.

Perorigues was almost annoyed by Peele, some trivial obstacles on the ground were basically destroyed by him, Peel picked up the ball, jumped up and landed in front of the sofa, one rolled over, Perorigues kicked hard, Peel rolled off the sofa, Perot came over, Peel's Thomas maneuver separated the distance between them.

Although this is extreme football and fouls can be committed, it is not a malicious foul that you can commit at will.

Peele's Thomas maneuver left Vajrapello with no space to get close.

The people outside the stadium shouted frantically, waving the tickets in their hands and chanting the name of King Kong Perorigues. King Kong Peroriguez was also driven by their enthusiasm and madness, and with a roar, he tore the clothes on his chest in astonishment, revealing a vest and came out.

Peel leaps to the top and lifts the ball high.

King Kong stepped forward to scramble, and the two fell into anxiety again.

This game made Ouyang Qingfeng see a different kind of football, and even made him enthusiastic, isn't this situation just like he did to Peter not long ago?

Peter's skills were better than his own, and he was much taller than himself, and he basically abused himself.

But at the different times, Peel was the opposite, taking his own skimming as an advantage, and even playing Peroriguez, who was better than him in terms of technique and physical fitness.

Peel set aside Kong's defense, and he's going to make a move.

The ball crossed in front of everyone's eyes, and a wonderful arc began at his feet and headed towards the basketball hoop next to him.

Everyone's eyes follow the trajectory of the ball.

Swish.

Crisp, crisp.

Simple.

Once again, the people present went crazy, shouting, cursing, cheering, one after another.

Some people pressed Peel, but they were very willing to see Peel score, almost most of them pressed King Kong Perorigues, and after being scored by Peel, their dissatisfaction exploded for a while.

They wanted to go up and beat Perrault up.

It's not just about kicking.

It's a black ball, it's about money, it's about some people's lives.

What they want is not for you to be scored, but for you to knock the opponent down and completely crush the opponent.

The atmosphere of the entire underground casino suddenly became hot, and Ibu Soya sighed lightly and said to Ouyang Qingfeng beside him, "This is also one of the ways of football." ”

"What do you mean?" he didn't understand, a little confused.

"Football is not only football on the greenery, it is also football in the limit, when, where, no matter how much public opinion pressure it bears, it must fulfill its mission. Perrault's skills are not the best in the world, but there are few who can be his opponents. On the contrary, Peel's technique is okay, but his physical fitness is not as good as Perrault's, and while not many people are optimistic about him, he still maintains his heart and gives full play to his best strength. This is his way!"

"Dao!?"

Ouyang Qingfeng didn't know what this Dao meant, but there was a very hazy feeling in his consciousness, as if he had seen it, or said that it had been here.

Is this Tao the same as the Tao spoken of by Chinese Taoists?

The match between Peel and Peroriguez ended up costing Ibrasoya nearly ten times his stake.

He took three hundred yuan from the yellow-haired boy's hand and smiled, "This money came so quickly!"

In less than five minutes, Peel scored three goals, breaking the myth that King Kong had been unbeaten for half a month.

The crowd on the periphery was suitable for shouting, and some even threatened to kill Peroriguez because of the huge loss, but King Kong didn't care about this at all, and just left the court lonely.

There is a game in ten minutes and it is the last bet of the night.

Whether it was Peel and the last man, or King Kong and the last man, no one knows.

As for who to press, we won't know until the market opens in ten minutes.

Ibosoya handed the three hundred euros in his hand to Huang Mao and said, "I'll let you press it again." ”

"Pressing whom?"

Huang Mao opened the door to do business, and someone wanted to press, no matter how big or small, he would accept it.

Hearing Ibusoya say that he would press again, then he would naturally accept it, no matter who he pressed, he was willing to accept it, but the odds had not come out yet, so why did he press it.

Ibu Sawa pointed to Ouyang Qingfeng on the edge of the iron net and said, "That's that kid." ”

Huang Mao followed his fingers, looked at Ouyang Qingfeng with an eastern face, and said with a smile, "Hahaha, are you crazy?"

"No, not really. "I remember that you have a casino rule that anyone is welcome to challenge, and if you win the challenge, you can get a hundred times the chips you bet, right?"

The yellow-haired eyes rolled with a purr, as if there was such a thing. The people who play here are not regular athletes, and regular athletes will not come here, although King Kong does not play in any club, but their strength is no worse than those players, so there have been few people who have come to challenge.

The last time I challenged it was five years ago, when there was a black ball player named Girut in the casino, and the person who challenged him heard that he was still a very powerful character, and finally was beaten by Girout all over the ground to find teeth, and since then, no one has come here to challenge.

"Yes!" replied the yellow-haired man, "can you think about it? This is not a joke, look at him, thin arms and thin legs, in case he is kicked and injured, we will not pay for medical treatment and disability!"

Ibusoya snorted coldly, "Hehe, you don't have to worry about this. I know the rules. ”

The yellow-haired man smiled and took out a contract-like contract from the table.

"You know the rules, right?" he said.

Without hesitation, Ibusouya picked up the piece of paper and signed his name at the bottom without even looking at it.

"Prepare your three hundred dollars! I think you may be starving for a month, my dear football star Mr. Ibusouya!" the yellow-haired man laughed mockingly.

"Then let's see if you have what it takes it!" Ibusoya smiled and turned his back to the yellow-haired man and left.

The moment he turned to leave, he was also a little hesitant and worried, he didn't know how much Ouyang Qingfeng's specific ability was, whether it was like that night, he could learn it after he demonstrated the Thousand Illusions Trace.

He was a little drumming in his heart, but he had no other choice, since he had chosen him, he could only put all his hope on him, which was the only thing he could do.

Just like Ouyang Qingfeng said before, with all the opportunities and hopes pressed on him, he will take himself back to the top of the world and stand at the top of the football world.

He kept this sentence in mind.

Ouyang Qingfeng looked at Ibu Soya, saw him coming, waved at him, and smiled. (To be continued.) )