Son-in-law's Romantic Life

In a trance, it was like a slow replay. He watched helplessly as the boy's body separated from the ground and then heavily crashed onto the ground. A trace of blood scattered down from the sky, and his nose was almost smashed to the side. Bright red blood flowed continuously from his nostrils.    

As for the football, it also fell to the ground with a bang. On the football, there was still a clear bloody line attached to it.    

It was only after the football fell to the ground that the people around reacted.    

Good guy, what kind of strength is this?    

A football that was kicked out was actually able to send a person flying?    

As for Zhang Hao, his expression was even stranger.    

Initially, he was wondering why this kid was so honest today and did not rush out to cause trouble. Only now did he understand that it was because he was prepared to do so.    

Those idiots opposite him, it wasn't good to provoke anyone, but they had to provoke this guy. He didn't know that this guy would seek revenge for the smallest grievance.    

Only when the football rolled far away and the kid on the ground covered his nose and kept screaming, did the rest of the football team members react. Their expressions all became very ugly.    

One of the guys who looked like a captain couldn't help but be angry. He rushed over and grabbed my collar. "F * ck, kid, do you know how to play football? Do you know how to directly kick people in the face?"    

F * ck, you have the nerve to say that?    

The football that was thrown on Huang Qianling's face just now was kicked by those idiots?    

Of course, I have to do things within the rules now.    

I learned a lot from Brother Feng.    

Being able to fight is a skill, but it is just a small trick. The real skill is that even if you take care of the other party, the other party will not be able to find any flaws in you.    

Right now, I am doing things according to the rules.    

There was an innocent expression on his face that looked like he was asking for a beating. "I don't know how to play football. Didn't I say just now? Didn't you guys also say that you can play however you want?"    

That captain was instantly speechless. I did indeed say that just now.    

On his side, it seemed that he had indeed said that he could play as he pleased. How could he play as he wished?    

For a moment, I seem to be unable to find any evidence against me. All I can do is suppress my bellyful of anger.    

Releasing my collar, the captain walks back. He whispered something in the ears of his underlings, and at the same time, looked over with a cruel gaze. Just by looking at this appearance, I know that these people are definitely holding back the evil water in their stomachs.    

Just casually kick them? Then kick as you please. When the time comes, I'll let you know that soccer classes don't just require brute force.    

The court began once again.    

The performance of these players is even fiercer than before. They are completely in the posture of a football. That kind of fierce appearance makes my team members not dare to go up and snatch the ball.    

As for me, I was even more uninterested. However, the football rolled right in front of me.    

Then, I saw a person excitedly rushing towards me. Far away, a shoveling ball wearing nail shoes kicked towards me.    

It looked like a shoveling ball, but in that direction, it was aimed straight at my calf.    

If this fellow really kicked my calf with his hard nail shoes, it wouldn't be strange even if I fractured my leg.    

These people were really f * cking ruthless when they attacked.    

I could even hear cries of alarm coming from my companions behind me. However, to me, this kind of attack isn't worth mentioning at all.    

Sneering, I didn't even look over there as my right leg was instantly flung away. It seems like I didn't notice the movement of the side shoveling ball at all. I only sent a flying kick towards the football in front of me.    

Just as that player's calf was about to be kicked over, my foot had also just kicked over.    

The back of my foot directly hit that fellow's thigh bone.    

With a bang, that fellow's entire body instantly rolled over, his calf showing a different kind of bending.    

Vaguely, I even heard a clear cracking sound. I don't know if it's my misconception or not.    

Well, it doesn't matter anymore.    

Anyway, that kid was pretty miserable. He hugged his calves with both hands and lay on the football field, screaming continuously as his body rolled back and forth.    

Damn it. Seeing that another companion is suffering under my feet, the other person cannot take it anymore and charges over and kicks me at my waist.    

Previously, when these people wanted to attack me, they only used some underhanded tricks to slightly disguise themselves. But now, these people don't even seem to be bothered to disguise themselves. That appearance is completely the same as kicking people.    

But before this fellow's soles can touch my clothes, my body has already taken a step back. A leg gently blocks the ankle of this fellow that is supporting my body. Immediately, this fellow's body suddenly charged forward uncontrollably.    

One must know what kind of position this fellow was in right now. It was a position where he lifted his left leg and wanted to kick me.    

As he fell, his left foot instinctively fell towards the ground. Under the effect of inertia, his body fell with a poof. With a splat, his hip directly stuck to the ground.    

Vaguely, I seem to hear the sound of something tearing apart.    

Then, I saw that the kid's mouth was wide open. He could almost swallow an egg, but there was no sound coming from his mouth at all. That appearance looked especially funny.    

That soundless appearance seemed to make the pain even more intense. Countless people who saw this scene subconsciously covered their lower parts with their hands, as if their lower parts were also being torn apart.    

Good boy, that posture must be quite painful, right?    

It was creepy.    

Seeing three consecutive defeats at my hands, the football captain couldn't control the impulse in his heart. Especially in front of so many lower grade students, he felt even more ashamed. He wouldn't be able to explain it to Soong Qiang even if he went back.    

Unable to control the anger in his heart, this fellow rushed over and kicked me.    

This time, I didn't dodge it and directly kicked my stomach. Immediately, I swung my fist and was about to smash my face. "Damn it, you are looking for trouble, aren't you..."    

Slap!    

A clear sound.    

That fist was unable to touch my face before it was directly grabbed by my palm.    

His fingers were like iron pliers as they tightly grabbed onto that fellow's fist. With just a little bit of force, one could even hear a series of creaking sounds.    

"Hey, do you want to fight?" With a hoarse voice, I said in a sinister manner.    

"If you want to fight, I'll accompany you outside the school..."    

"Do you know Zhang Xiaofeng?"    

"I had a fight with that kid outside the school. I was slashed by that guy... "As I said that, I raised my right hand. There was a bright red color on my palm.    

Slash? These four words caused the football captain's expression to change.    

They were a football team, after all, they were not hoodlums. But even if it was a school hoodlum, it was not to the extent that he would casually use a knife, right?    

"But that fellow is even more miserable. Both his hands and legs were broken, his ears..."    

He pointed at his ears.    

"He was cut in the middle. He is probably still lying in the hospital."    

"That guy called a lot of people in the society. What is the name of the guy in the lead? Ah, right. His name is Huang Laosi."    

"But I called more people over. If it were not for the lack of rope, I would have tied stones on those idiots and threw them into the river..."    

"You guys, do you want to try? I promise that you will be in a worse situation than Zhang Xiaofeng and Wu Huaqing..."