Metropolis: Don’t Be Afraid, My Dad Is Really Not a Villain!

"Excuse me, who is the head coach of your miracle team?"

The beautiful and sweet-looking female reporter stood in front of the camera and asked.

"this problem.."

Captain Huang Tianci was a little embarrassed. He glanced at Qin Long, who was facing away from the crowd, sitting in the corner while eating barbecue with a pot.

The reporter followed his gaze.

I saw an unusually burly back figure.

The back figure was wearing sportswear that didn't fit well, and the flesh on his waist was cut out in a big circle.

Maybe it's too big to fit his clothes.

And he was sitting in a normal chair, just like an ordinary person sitting on a pony.

"That giant is your coach?"

The beauty reporter curiously asked.

"Um.

Huang Tianci nodded and added: "Our coach has a bad temper, so you don't need to interview him."

"Ha ha!

The beauty reporter smiled softly, "Don't worry, I'm a professional reporter. No matter how bad my temper is, I can deal with it."

Talk about it.

Regardless of Huang Tianci's obstruction, he walked towards the mighty back with the steps of the demon burning.

The 18 videographer carried the camera and followed behind her.

"Papa~"

The beautiful reporter raised his arm and patted Qin Long sitting on the lounge chair with a sweet voice: "Hello, are you the head coach of the Miracle Football team?"

It's 5 o'clock in the evening, it's dinner time.

Qin Long was holding a large iron pan in one hand, while in the other hand he grabbed a large handful of roasted meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhengxiang who was eating was slapped on the shoulder.

Without looking back, he shouted angrily: "Get out!"

"what?!"

The beauty reporter looked embarrassed.

Because this is a live broadcast on the Internet platform, many people in the live room are watching this scene.

She couldn't help being a little bit unable to get off the stage.

The beauty reporter didn't give up, turned around and walked towards Qin Long.

As he walked, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a reporter in the live broadcast room. Damn it!

When she walked to the front of Qin Long and saw his evil face and malicious eyes, she involuntarily shouted out classic words of amazement.

Because the lens hasn't followed.

The fans in the live broadcast room are stupid.

"Little shit?"

"What's the situation? The reporter seems to be scared!"

"What did the reporter see?"

"Haha, shit, this name is okay!!!"

"Let's follow the camera, I really want to see what the little wretched reporter saw."

"Hurry up, the camera keeps up.

Barrage was flying all over the sky, full of curiosity about the scene where the reporter was scared.

However

"Special, Laozi won't accept interviews, get out!"

'boom!

Qin Long smashed the camera with one punch at the moment the camera reached out.

The little scumbag reporter and cameraman were shocked.

If it weren't for the frightened legs trembling constantly, I would love to escape here now.

The giant in front of him was really terrifying, and his face was like a beast about to eat people.

Fortunately, today Qin Long attended the game as a coach and also put on sportswear.

Because there is no clothes of his size, only the black Junjun tattoo around the belly button is exposed.

Otherwise, under the blessing of all the demon totems, I am afraid that the beauty reporters and videographers will be even more frightened.

At this moment

Hundreds of thousands of fans in the live broadcast room are curiously preparing to see the true face of the burly coach.

But before I saw the face, the screen in the live broadcast room went black.

This can not help but arouse the curiosity of melon fans.

"Why is the screen black? Did you really find any horrifying images in the live broadcast?"

"The burly coach just turned his back to the camera and seemed to be eating, isn't he eating people?"

"Cannibals? Nonsense! Cannibals in the stadium lounge, you can't figure it out.

"I think the fright that the little scumbag reporter just received must have something to do with that coach. Could it be that he is too fierce?"

"Don't talk, no matter how fierce you look, can you still scare people into that virtue?,

There was a black screen in the live broadcast room, and the fans discussed it vigorously.

Upon seeing this, the staff hurriedly transferred the screen to the broadcasting room.

Stadium, lounge.

Qin Long chewed on the barbecue, looked at the scared reporter and cameraman, and said irritably, "Can you two get out? Are you really waiting for Laozi to do it?"

"what?!"

"Get out, get out now!"

Hearing that, the reporters and cameramen who came back to their senses rushed out of the lounge.

The players who were still waiting for interviews and were going to show up in the live broadcast and mixed with some popular players, helplessly and grievously gave them a glance.

"These two paratroopers, the captain told them that the coach had a bad temper, he must not listen!"

"Fuck me, Laozi even thought about the interview draft, she was scared away, really!"

"Special, I really want to slap them both!"

After three months of training by Qin Long, the players can't help but talk and talk, and they are full of words!

Outside the lounge.

The beauty reporter and videographer met Wang Siyuan who was chatting with the prince of Sanxin Group on the track court.

Weeping and ran over, "Young Master Wang, you have to call us the shots!"

"What's wrong?"

Wang Siyuan asked doubtfully.

"That's it"

The beauty reporter said pitifully: "In the lounge just now, I went to interview the head coach of the team, but that person was too fierce and smashed all the cameras. Shao Wang, you are the team sponsor and he smashed ours. The camera, just put 990 to know that it won't give you face!

The female reporter has a deep mind.

I want to use this to arouse Wang Siyuan's dissatisfaction with the coach, and then retaliate against him in order to relieve the hatred in his heart that he was scared just now.

However

How can Wang Siyuan, who is in a high position, fail to understand her careful thinking?

You want me to take revenge on Qin Yang's dad?

Go crazy!

After hearing what the reporter said, Wang Siyuan said with a cold face: "Sorry, you were kicked out."

"what?"

The female reporter looked blank, "Why?"

"why?"

Wang Siyuan pointed to her nose and roared: "Because, what are you special? You just wanted to kill me! Get out!"

Out of fear of Qin Long, he completely lost his demeanor.

7:30 in the evening.

Qin Yang took his wife and children, and a family of four entered the stadium and sat in the first row of the auditorium.

The 50,000 gymnasium was already overcrowded at this time.

Of course, most of the people who came to watch the ball were sticks, and they came from the Sanxin team.

No fans of Team Miracle were present.

The game is about to begin.

The referee, the football card, the spectators, and the home court are all from the Sanxin team.

The head coach of Sanxin team is communicating with the referee.

Speaking of the depths, the two hooked their shoulders on their backs and laughed extremely treacherously.

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