On the court, the Huaxia team and the waste bird team were tattoo again, but the smell of gunpowder on the field was much stronger.

The waste bird team wants to report to the revenge of two digits, and the Huaxia team wants to report to the revenge of future generations. This game is destined to see blood.

The cameraman brought by the Waste Bird Team opened the camera and started video. Jiang Yi glanced at it and knew that this was not real -time.

If the Waste Birds team win, the video will spread on the Internet around the world. If it is lost, this video will be in the sea. Their abacus will be seamlessly seamless.

The coach of the abolition bird walked in front of Jiang Yi and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Yi:

"Hi, Ishino Middle Er, I am glad to know your own, what will your own?"

"The surname of Jiang Ming." Jiang Yi was too lazy to reach out.

"Jiang Da?"

Shi Yezhong blurted out, and it felt a little weird in the next second, as if the generation fell down.

Jiang Yi nodded, and the ancient well had no waves in his heart.

In his opinion, the waste birdman was an insult to him as his son, but he couldn't think of any good synonym for the time being.

"Jiang Da, I haven't seen you in the World Cup."

The scrap bird coach looked at Jiang's father carefully and felt that he and Jiang Yi were a bit similar, but the appearance was different.

"I can't be interested in the game without suspense."

"Hehe, all said that the Chinese people are the state of etiquette, and now it seems that I just talk about it.

Shi Yezhong said: "Forgive me, some of you are too obsessed with old things. How can I always think about cooperation and progress before?"

"What are the differences between the cooperation in the internality of hatred, and what is the difference between the traitor to seek glory?" Jiang Yi and Ishino were sitting on the chair.

Shi Yezhong shook his head and said, "You shouldn't think so. At that time, our ancestors and Gao Zong also defeated when fighting.

"But after that, we took the initiative to learn from you, advanced technology, and excellent civilization. You can all say that you are our master."

"Imagine, if we only clamor at our mouths at the time, but if we are on our own, how can we have the big waste bird empire today?"

"I think you should do this now. We have a saying from ancient times to the present, called a gentleman avenge, not too late for ten years."

"In order to get revenge, we can bear the burden of humiliation and learn from Datang. I have been dormant for several years without saying an revenge. If we find the opportunity, we will punch it.

Shi Yezhong said with a smile: "Hate will only blind people's eyes."

"Gentlemen revenge, not late for ten years, from Huaxia." Jiang Yisen said.

He doesn't like to listen to the two words of Shi Yezhong, but in ancient times, it really did it.

This group of wolves not only know how to bite people, but also know how to bow and find opportunities to give people a fatal blow. Once relaxed, they will rush out at any time.

"It comes from waste birds."

Shi Yezhong shook his head and said: "I didn't see where you said that the ten years were not late, so let's take the ball. We have discarded the birds and shame, but for so many years, where is your gentleman revenge?

Where is it later? "

"Just on the court." Jiang Yi looked at the court.

Shiwang Er, Shi Yezhong, followed his realization, the game of the Huaxia and the Waste Bird Team has begun.

No. 3 waste bird players rushed towards Zhao Yun, and he waved a punch to his face without any concealment.

Zhao Yun punch out and collided with two punch. The No. 3 player's straight arm was bent down as if he was smashed by a few tens of pounds of hammer.

Broken.

"ah!"

The player No. 3 was lying on the ground in pain, Zhao Yun charged with the ball.

The two waste bird players rushed up, and he played directly to the waste bird player's face.

The abandoned bird player blocked the ball with both hands, but felt that the ball was uploaded to a huge force. The two arms were numb at the same time, and the body stepped back involuntarily.

To Zhao Yun.

"You are not an ordinary person!" The No. 5 player of the waste bird stared at Zhao Yundao.

Zhao Yun was too lazy to know, the ball bomb back to his feet, and another player caught up. He kicked the ball again.

Zhao Yun took the ball into the penalty area, and the goalkeeper of the penalty area rushed directly at him, holding a dagger in his hand.

The dagger pierced Zhao Yun, and the cold flashed in front of Zhao Yun's eyes. The arm of the goalkeeper was caught directly by him in the next second. Zhao Yun twisted down. The goalkeeper's arm suddenly dislocated.

The goalkeeper's forehead emerged with cold sweat and rolled straight on the ground.

Seeing that the abandoned bird players saw that they were not opponents, they simply played them. They saw that other Chinese players were far away, and they immediately rushed towards Zhao Yun and surrounded Zhao Yun in the middle.

Where do they know, the reason why other Chinese players can't come, just don't want to hinder Zhao Yun's play?

The abandoned bird players worked hard, and some quickly cut it with a short knife. Some people threw lime powder in their hands. Some people took out the knife from the substitute players who came up with them. Someone pulled out the gun.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes, his ears were agile, and a short knife stabbed on his face.

Zhao Yun grabbed the enemy's wrist and removed the knife. The moment the short knife fell, he was caught by his left hand. Zhao Yun said the knife into the abdomen of the abandoned birdman without saying a word.

"Oh!"

There was a sound of a knife splitting the air on the top. Zhao Yun flashed sideways, and the knife was scratched along his head, and the waist was stagnant.

Closing his eyes, a short knife was sent to the abdomen of the ninja player.

"Bang!"

There was a shot tightly followed, and Zhao Yun pulled the ninja player to the side to block a shot. The short knife in his hand seemed to fly out like a sharp arrow. The next second, he listened to the thick white mist.

The sound of the bird man fell to the ground.

In less than three minutes, all waste bird players were lying on the ground, all violent on the spot.

Shi Yezhong looked at the scene dullly: "How ... how can it?"

"Now I think, do we just talk with our mouths?"

Jiang Yi glanced at the Eye Shi Yezhong: "Do you think our Huaxia and your waste birds are a hill?"

"You also know that Datang is your master, how do you treat the master of the master, you have learned a lot of ancient civilization and technology of Huaxia, but you have not learned the righteousness and ritual in Huaxia."

"Do you think people usually nod nods and lingering Zhang Xiaoxiao, is it ritual? Do you think you can just talk about the competitive spirit on the court?

"We Chinese people will never forget hatred to choose benefits, and they will not be frightened like you."

"Our revenge is only positive, unlike you, unlike you, pick up a bowl to eat meat, put down the bowl and scold your mother."
Chapter completed!