The useless bird woman led everyone back to the car, and all the killers always held a remote control in their hands.

Hiding in the dark, Michael Jie wanted to kill the woman, but there were too many people.

The woman stuck her head out of the car window, grinned at Jiang Yi and said, "Mr. Jiang, the game between the Hetian family and you has officially begun."

Dozens of Land Rovers backed out of the street from all directions, and the surrounding area was deserted, with only the yellowish lights shining.

Jin Yiwei continued to lurk in the dark, while Jiang Yi walked forward alone.

From this moment on, he included Kada Sakurako in the ranks of his opponents, with a priority higher than that of the Charlie family and on the same level as Omisk.

Jiang Yi went to the villa he bought in Tar. The ancestors had gone to bed early in their respective rooms. He returned to his room and leaned on the bed.

Twenty days later.

The football match between Huaxia Team and Waste Bird Team is about to begin.

These days, the Chinese football team has been on a roll, reaching the top 16 without any suspense.

The Wastebirds, also a Yazhou team, advanced with great success and defeated many strong teams with their ever-improving playing quality and tactics. Their head coach and players are still learning from competition experience.

In their view, even if they may no longer lead the national team in four years, or may no longer be able to play football, these experiences can also be used as a tool for future generations to improve.

They are determined to reach the semi-finals in the next ten years, strive for the championship, and make their national team the strongest so that the people can be proud of their football team.

Therefore, their playing style is qualitatively different from that of Kimchi. They prefer to lose completely and are prone to flagrant fouls, which has won the praise of most audiences around the world.

At this point, the competitive spirit of the useless birdman has won the praise of many Chinese audiences. They think that in terms of good things, they should also be in line with the outside world. They cannot be like Ah San, who clearly has a population of more than one billion, but has continuous support.

The football team could not be selected, and they once despised it.

An hour before the game, the Waste Birds team sat in the preparation room. Coach Waste Birds looked at the players and said:

"There is no doubt about the strength of the Chinese team. We have a high probability of failure and may end up in the top 16."

"I have only one strategy now, which is to play with all your strength, try not to foul, and try your best to kick out their football. I will take notes on the sidelines for our country to fight again in four years.

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Coach Feiniao has a pessimistic view of this battle. He really wants to be more energetic and tell his players: We still have hope, we will definitely win!

But the fact is that this sudden appearance of the Chinese team has attracted the attention of teams from various countries such as West Eight and Romance.

And they, useless birds, do not yet have such strength.

"Play this game well. The people of our country are watching us. We want them to see the progress of our football team and let them know that they did not support the wrong person!"

One hour later.

The number of online viewers of the Huaxia live broadcast room soared to 800 million. At first, no one expected that the Huaxia team could actually make it to the top 16. They felt like they were just dreaming.

But the fact is, all this has become a reality!

No spectators from any country questioned the strength of the Chinese team. There was an endless stream of Chinese spectators who went to Tar to watch the game in person. The air tickets once rose to a minimum of 10,000 yuan, which dispelled the enthusiasm of most of the spectators.

But even so, those Zhongkang Homes still have to grab tickets to be able to buy them.

"Come on, come on, the Chinese team competes in the top 16 battle, and they are still fighting little losers!"

"Hahaha, the useless birdman who lived a pretty good life is going to be kicked to pieces by us. I never dared to dream about it before!"

"We are about to realize this wish upstairs, Zhao Long will definitely win!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room went up and down, and the Chinese audience was packed.

In order to meet the needs of Chinese audiences to watch football, the Tar royal family has been adding more auditoriums these days.

Fortunately, they usually have money to spend, so this time they acted extravagantly and bought the rights to use it on the display screens in major buildings.

As long as there is a football match played by the Chinese team, it will be shown on public screens almost all over the country.

"Come on Team China, come on Team China!"

The beautiful cheerleaders who belong to China stood in the audience and jumped up, beating the drums fiercely. They found that as soon as the drums sounded, the Chinese football team would be like chicken blood, so many people couldn't wait to start from the beginning.

When it came to the end, Jiang Yi sent a guard in uniform to keep an eye on him, so he didn't do it.

Players from both sides came on the field. When Zhao Yun, Xiang Yu and others learned that they were competing against useless birds, their blood boiled with excitement. If they can't kill you, they can't kick you.

Our ancestors have always seen the learning spirit of the Waste Bird Man. They feel that this spirit is worthy of learning by many modern generations, but they will not reduce their hatred of the Waste Bird Man because of this.

Because if their learning spirit can be used in football, it can naturally be used in war.

The Waste Bird players looked at the Huaxia team with vigilance. Although the coach did not want them to foul, if necessary, this rule would no longer be a rule.

The Chinese team looked at the Waste Bird team with murderous intent in their eyes. Even before the game started, the two sides were already at war with each other.

"Ming——"

A whistle sounded, Zhao Yun dribbled the ball and attacked, but No. 3 and No. 5 of the Waste Bird blocked him.

They were still thrown far away by Zhao Yun. Less than a minute into the game, Zhao Yun had already dribbled past three Waste Bird players, and the Waste Bird goalkeeper was ready.

Zhao Yun was about to take a shot when he saw a useless player sliding towards him. He kicked the ball upwards. The ball flew up and dodged the sliding tackle. Zhao Yun jumped up immediately, doing a somersault and touching the ball with his foot while standing upside down.

Using his strength, he broke through the door with an upside-down golden hook that rotated 360 degrees.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

"Is this... coming in now?"

"Am I dreaming? In the round of 16, the first goal was scored in less than two minutes?"

"The Chinese team is going to use all its firepower, and there is a good show of the useless birdman!"

"Haha, this goal is just a fluke. The useless birdman hasn't entered the state yet. The Chinese will look at it later!"

The controversy did not last for three minutes. In the fifth minute, Zhao Yun scored again with the ball.

At eight minutes, break again!

In ten minutes, break again!

The efficiency of Zhao Yun's goal was as simple as a cannonball hitting a wooden stake. The spectators who had just doubted it widened their eyes and watched in disbelief as the score continued to grow.

Looking at their own players, they still have fighting spirit, but the gap in strength is really huge, which has led to many useless spectators who wanted to yell at them, but they have been cheering for their team.

"Gaba Daddy, useless bird!"

As a result, just after the game was over, the Chinese team scored another one.

"You're saying that the people playing football on the court are probably Chinese ancestors?"
Chapter completed!