Volume 1 The Gamer in Portugal Chapter 128 Despicable Witchcraft
The matter of Simon King inviting a Taoist priest quickly spread on the Internet.
Combined with the fact that a reporter once mentioned witchcraft, these Portuguese who did not know the truth turned on the TV and watched the performance of the Taoist.
After a while, the yellow talisman on the Daoist's long sword burned out.
He sank the long sword into a carved wooden box beside him, retrieved the copper bell with his right hand, stretched out two fingers with his left hand, and recited words in his mouth again.
Then, two teenagers dressed as Taoist children pulled over a white cloth from the four corners.
The man's eyes were like lightning, and he first drew his long sword and slashed at the white cloth, then he picked up the wooden box containing yellow paper and black ash, and took a mouthful of water in his mouth.
"Poof!"
Immediately afterwards, the Taoist sprayed all the water contained on the cloth.
And the white cloth, which was originally white and snowy, immediately showed the image of an evil dragon that had been pierced through the throat by a long sword!
This time, the audience in front of the scene and the TV set can all look stupid!
Their eyes widened in horror and they couldn't help but clutch their sleeves.
Fence Fence opened her mouth even more in shock, and the mission grabbed Simon Jin's hand, and said hurriedly: "This ...... What's going on? Did he kill the dragon's soul? β
At this moment, in the stands of the fans of Vixerna, there was a sudden loud noise.
After a series of gongs, there were three shouts from the fans in unison.
"The dragon has been removed, and the victory belongs to Vixena!"
"The dragon has been removed, and the victory belongs to Vixena!"
"The dragon has been removed, and the victory belongs to Vixena!"
The roar of 500 fans should not have shocked the whole stadium.
However, the fans of Porto were still in the horror of the wizard slaying the dragon at this time, so in this huge and open football field, only the echo of the evil dragon had been eliminated fluttered around.
Seeing that his little plan had worked, Simon King walked out of the door of the locker room.
He first reached out and waved at the camera, and then walked over to the Confeisan, who was waiting for him, but at the moment there was a bitter and unspeakable pain.
"Hello Mr. ConceiΓ§Γ£o, for the sake of your evil dragon, I will kill you for you!"
"You...... You! β
At this moment, Kong Saisan really wants to cry without tears.
Although he didn't believe in any witchcraft, he scolded Simon King's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.
"Who doesn't know that we, Porto, are symbolized by the dragon? But you're good, what do you mean by cutting me off? β
Facing the speechless handsome, Simon Kim laughed and said again: "Next, I'm going to kill you!" β
With that, he turned around and drifted away.
It was a fascination with several female fans of Porto, and they almost wanted to change camps.
Back in the coach's box, Armando smiled and said: "You are so indecent, now it's okay, I guess the fans in the stadium want to kill us." β
Before the words fell, the dragon stadium scolded the sky.
There are also many radical home team fans, ready to break through the barbed wire fence in the stands to find the bad luck of the people.
Simon Kim laughed and said, "Whatever they do, as long as the opposing player is angry." β
"No, you haven't said it yet, did he really cut off the soul of the evil dragon?" β
Simon King still didn't answer, but just smiled: "If this game wins, then I'll tell you." β
"Nasty!"
Fence gave him a blank look, and ran away, but said in his heart: "If you don't say it, I'll go and ask the wizard." β
In addition, in the passage of the stadium, when the Taoist priest slays the dragon, it is the time when the players are ready to enter.
At that time, the fake dragon was also slowly receding, but it was just in time.
But for the players in Porto, they are really angry right now.
Even the captain Pepe shouted directly: "Kill this group of rude guys." β
On the other hand, on the side of Wischerna, although the players were also a little surprised, they had long known that Simon King had arranged to slay the dragon, so they were not too surprised.
However, after hearing the words of the enemy captain, they were overjoyed, and everyone knew that Simon King's plan had succeeded again.
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Inside.
Edward and Fanny were happily smoking a snow coffee in the company of several senior members of the home team.
Seeing the strange scene of slaying the dragon, several people were shocked, and their eyes were full of fear.
Only Fanny smiled: "That's not a wizard, it's a folk trick of the Celestial Empire." β
Speaking of which, she remembered some scenes from her childhood.
At that time, Simon King's mother had not yet died, and his father, Djurin-Kim, or as he should have been called, was still living in Vizela.
On that day, Simon King led Fanny around Jin Jiulin's knees and listened to him tell the stories of the Celestial Empire: "I saw that the Taoist waved his long sword, and a ghost immediately appeared on the paper......
At that time, Fanny was still young, and she was arguing to ask what was going on.
So Jin Jiulin touched her head lovingly, and said with a smile: "This is the folk secret method of the Celestial Empire, called 'Sword Killing Demons', in fact, it is to draw a ghost with alkaline water first, and then use turmeric water to stir it after it is dried, so as to produce a chemical reaction." β
Just as he was in a trance, Edward pushed her and said unhappily, "What are you doing in a daze?" I've been calling you for a long time! β
"Huh? Oh, sorry, I was in a daze. β
Edward glanced at her angrily and asked, "What is the secret method of the Celestial Empire?" β
Fanny hurriedly laughed and said what Jin Jiulin said at that time, which immediately attracted the anger of a bunch of high-level officials in Porto.
"This Simon King, it's really shameless!"
"It's so disrespectful to us, I'm going to complain to the Football Association."
"That's right, I'm going to reveal the secret on the Internet right away, so that the world can see what this villain does."
"It seems that the media is right, this person is really despicable and shameless to the extreme."
"It's disgusting, I'm going to the match officials."
Hearing the crowd's abuse of Simon King, Fanny was inevitably a little displeased, but Edward took her hand tightly and motioned for her not to say more.
Suddenly, the general manager of Porto said in a sinister manner: "It is estimated that a person like Simon King cannot have friends, after all, no one will associate with a despicable and obscene person." β
Hearing this, Edward's expression was a little unnatural, and he said hatefully: "ConceiΓ§Γ£o will kill him!" After all, my Fannie has all their tactics. β
Smugly, Edward kissed Fanny on the cheek.
Fanny's body trembled involuntarily, and the last desire in her heart to argue for Fa Xiao also dissipated without a trace with Edward's voice.
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In the stands.
Futrey reached out and touched the ticket in his pocket, his mouth a little dry.
The previous two games had already cost him a lot of money.
But the betting company was very bad, they actually offered odds of 1.7:3.75 for this game.
In other words, if Porto wins, then Futres will get 1.7 times the payout for the money invested.
"The champion played the relegation team and actually gave the odds of 1.7, which shows that the Bocai company is not very optimistic about Porto."
"But Simon King has no tactics, he can only rely on the extraordinary performance and luck of the players."
"I don't believe your luck will always be good!"
So, Footre, who had fallen into paranoia, planned to use this game to win back all the money he had lost.