Taoyuan Mountain Village

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"Where are you going, Xiao Ye?"

Zhao Wuliu walked over from a distance with an unhappy face.

"So passive? He was beaten by Xiao Hei?" Jiang Xiaoye looked at Zhao Wuliu, his first thought was that Zhao Wuliu was attacked by Xiao Hei, or was blocked by Xiao Hei and asked for a red envelope.

"no."

Zhao Wuliu bared his teeth and said, "Damn it, I'd rather let Xiao Hei beat him up. I just lost 200,000 yuan. I'm so distressed and angry, a bunch of idiots actually lost!"

"Twenty thousand?"

Jiang Xiaoye said in surprise: "Who gambles money in the village? It's such a big game? And... you actually give money?"

After losing so much, Zhao Wuliu gave him money?

"If I don't give 20 yuan in the village, isn't this gambling? What's the matter with our national football team? We have so many masters in China, can't we just play some? That's not a hundred battles and a hundred victories? Isn't that so?"

Zhao Wuliu was very distressed, 200,000 yuan, if you win, you can make a lot of money, and if you lose, you lose 200,000 yuan.

"Hehe, football anti-buying will definitely win, isn't it a year ago?"

Gamble? Looking for excitement?

"In a friendly match, I was defeated by the Shuli team. Xiaoye, you can find me a group of ancient martial arts masters. I don't want a big master or a master, and I don't need a half-step master. I want a group of second-rate and first-class masters. , am I him!"

Zhao Wuliu is out of anger, and the 200,000 yuan is gone!

"I thought about you before, and I asked Jiang Wu. Jiang Wu said that as long as he cultivated his true qi, he could not become a contestant. I will talk about it later. I will go to the same Xiaoyang Village."

If you cultivate your true qi, if you play football, you will be bullying others. There are experts in all countries, so there is such a rule.

Without cultivating true qi, the physique of ordinary football players in China is really not as good as those of other countries. The current football has been a joke for so many years.

"Don't, Xiao Ye, I think it's feasible. Even if you don't cultivate true qi, what about those who train your body? Football players are too bad. Xiao Ye, please help me find a team. I, Zhao Wuliu, will be the coach. Charge with the ball!"

Zhao Wuliu lost 200,000 yuan and was anxious to lose, and then he found out that if his football team played, he would buy all his wealth and buy his own team to win. Who can compare this?

"You watch Kung Fu football a lot..."

Jiang Xiaoye said speechlessly, "Isn't it quick to make money from live streaming?"

"There's no ball stimulation, think about it, Xiao Ye, if we have our own team, we can sweep it and at least earn face back. If my TV isn't valuable for this football, I'll just kick it into scum with one kick. !"

If there is a team, is he still invincible?

The coach of the world's No. 1 football team, looks good!

The more Zhao Wuliu spoke, the more heartbroken he became.

"When you say this, I really think about it. You said that even if our innate physique is weaker than other countries, we can't have such a big gap in football, right? Let's go, I won't go to Xiaoyang Village first. Now, go to Jiang Wu and ask him what he thinks."

Jiang Xiaoye dropped the front of the car, greeted Zhao Wuliu, and rode home.

"Ow~"

Don't you want to go out to play? Don't go back!

The little brown bear shoved Jiang Xiaoye's leg, and was about to bite. How did he go home?

"Hahaha, I, Zhao Wuliu, want to be a coach, a football coach. I want to abolish my anger to play football, damn it!" Zhao Wuliu's eyes flashed, and he quickly followed Jiang Xiaoye's car with his yellow dog. .

"Hurry up and get into the first-class, you don't think you are in the first-class, right?"

Jiang Xiaoye glanced at Zhao Wuliu. After so many days, Zhao Wuliu had already recovered to the peak of his qi and blood, but he just didn't make a breakthrough.

"He Laogou said that there will be more dangers after stepping into the first-class. It is most suitable for the third-class and second-class to be a village tyrant. If you step into the first-class, you will no longer have the idea of ​​bullying children. I don't miss it for a few days. What if time breaks through and I really don't want to be a village tyrant?"

Zhao Wuliu smiled.

"Absurd." Jiang Xiaoye was too lazy to explain, to have this kind of consciousness, at least half a master.

The desire of first-class masters is stronger than that of second-class and third-class.

"Yuanyuan, give Xiao Huang two persimmons to eat!" Jiang Xiaoye immediately called to the hall when he returned home.

"Ow~"

The little brown bear was about to follow Jiang Xiaoye, and when he heard that there was something delicious for him, he rushed towards the villa. The persimmon cake tasted very good, and he liked it very much.

"Walk!"

Jiang Xiaoye motioned to Zhao Wuliu, and the two hurried towards the back mountain.

"Wang!"

The back mountain is very dangerous, the yellow dog dare not follow, the breath here makes it frightened.

"Go home and watch the door!" Zhao Wuliu waved his hand.

"Wang!" The yellow dog looked up, and then quickly ran towards the house.

"Does the dog eat meat stew?" Jiang Xiaoye still remembered that Zhao Wuliu picked up this puppy and planned to stew meat and eat it. Now this dog is alive and well.

"I snatched this dog from a dog dealer. Its mother barked at me for a long time and kept pushing this son of a bitch. I didn't know what to think, so I snatched it and beat me for this dog. The dog dealer."

Zhao Wuliu turned his head and glanced at the yellow dog who was leaving quickly, and sighed.

"Where's the dog's mother?"

"I grabbed it at the door of the dog meat shop, what do you think?" Zhao

Five or six rolled his eyes.

"Dog dealers are really annoying."

Jiang Xiaoye sighed, Xiao Hei used to have a big dog, and all the leash had been stolen. That's how the countryside is. Raised dogs must guard against dog dealers.

On the back of the mountain, the vigilance has become stricter, and teams of ancient martial arts masters are patrolling back and forth.

"Why don't you wear a military uniform?" Zhao Wuliu touched his chin.

"These people are all ancient martial arts masters from all sides, most of them are from Zhenhaizong. Even the group brought by Jiang Wu has no organization, and they are all hidden masters." Here, they do not belong to the army, this is a battlefield against aliens special place.

Jiang Xiaoye's consciousness swept away, and then he discovered Jiang Wu and transmitted his voice to him.

Soon, Jiang Wu came.

"Mr. Jiang is looking for me?" Jiang Wu had a small bulge on his shoulder. Jiang Xiaoye pointed it out, and the super ant soldier inside immediately climbed out of the bulge and hugged his finger.

"I don't let anyone touch the bullet except me. It seems that I think too much. I won't forget you for a long time."

Jiang Wu looked at the super ant soldier holding Jiang Xiaoye's finger, smiled and stretched out his head.

"Bullet? Good name!" Jiang Xiaoye pointed to the power of the mountain god, and quickly put the bullet on Jiang Wu's shoulder.

"Speak the truth!"

Zhao Wuliu was in a hurry, so he urged him.

"What's the matter? Please tell me!" Jiang Wu immediately looked at Jiang Xiaoye.

"It's not a big deal, you also know that I built a big football field in the Super Academy, and those players who participated in the world football games kept losing, Zhao Wuliu and I thought like this, let's see if it doesn't work, give us a football team. Okay, let's help with training."

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