Chapter 198: The one i hate the most

In Zhang Qinghuan's rental house, four young people are "fighting" in front of the TV.
Hu Lai used the handle to control the "Louis Francis" in the game with a beautiful long shot and blasted Zhang Qinghuan to control the team's goal.
"Hey!" Hu Lai raised the handle and shook it, "Brother Huan, you ‘Chinese Francis’ is almost meaningless in front of the real Francis!"
Zhang Qinghuan gritted his teeth angrily: "Mom Hu Lai, can you keep your mouth broken when playing games? Do you play with your hands or with your mouth!"
Wang Guangwei echoed by the side: "Brother Huan, you know how painful I was in the battle with him just now, this kid is playing games with trash talking everywhere..."
Chen Xingyi patted him on the shoulder: "Stop talking, Pharaoh. I knew your pain in high school!"
Wang Guangwei was stunned for a moment, and he realized what Chen Xingyi was talking about. His expression became even more ugly: "Chen Xingyi, don't open the pot or mention which pot!"
Hu Lai laughed at his game and the defeated players on the court: "Tear it well, tear it up!"
Zhang Qinghuan came over to grab the handle: "Press it quickly and watch the fart goal replay!"
The game continued, Zhang Qinghuan stared at the TV screen solemnly.
Hu Lai murmured as he played, "Brother Huan, you should just put it straight, what should you bring? Oh, I found that your playing game is completely opposite to your actual playing style. If you play the game, Halfway through your game, I should kneel down and call your father now... Look at this ball... Mine! OWO!"
Hu Lai controlled Francis and his teammates to make a mid-range hit-wall two-on-one cooperation, pushing the offense to the 30-meter area of ​​Zhang Qinghuan's team, once again threatening Zhang Qinghuan's goal.
But just when he was going to use the method of picking to pick the football into the penalty area, he suddenly heard a voice of indescribable emotion in his mind:
"Task: Dashun Golden Arrow head coach Wang Xianke is the culprit that caused Dad's knee serious injury and unable to continue playing football. It is also the heart knot of Dad's opposition to you for so many years. Defeat Dashunjin led by him in the FA Cup final. Arrow, break his dream of winning, and avenge his father. Mission reward: points × 200000, [stamina potion] × 10, [intermediate training scroll: stop the ball] × 2, [intermediate training scroll: shooting] × 2, [recovery ointment ]×1, mystery package×1.

The challenge that should have been made turned into a short pass, which was passed directly to the feet of the defender controlled by Zhang Qinghuan.
Then Zhang Qinghuan quickly launched a counterattack, hit Hu Lai's penalty area in one breath, and finally scored!
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!" Zhang Qinghuan jumped up after scoring, raising his arms and shouting, almost more excited than he scored in a real game. "Call Dad! Call Dad!"
He yelled at Hu Lai.
Of course, he was also ready to meet Hu Lai's back spray.
But I didn't expect Hu Lai to look at the TV screen in such a daze, without saying anything.
It's like...someone can't believe that they will be scored by Zhang Qinghuan.
Chen Xingyi smiled and fell on Wang Guangwei's body: "Brother Huan, Hu Lai is using actual actions to show his contempt for you-seeing you score a goal is like seeing a ghost! Hahahaha!"
"Day!" Zhang Qinghuan first turned around and glared at Chen Xingyi, then glared at Hu Lai, "Hu Lai, who do you look down on! Isn't it normal for me to score your goal!"
Hu Lai still ignored him.
"Okay, stop acting, Hu Lai..." Zhang Qinghuan stretched out his hand and shook in front of Hu Lai.
Hu Lai's eyes refocused, but he still did not respond to Zhang Qinghuan's words. Instead, he put down the handle, got up and left.
"Hey, the game is not over yet..."
"Stop playing." Hu Lai waved his hand.
"Really? You lose the ball and stop playing, so you can't afford to lose?" Zhang Qinghuan was angry.
"No, I suddenly remembered that today is my mother's birthday. I forgot to call her old man and it will expire..." Hu Lai said and opened the door to Zhang Qinghua's side, then took out the key and opened the opposite side to him and Wang Guangwei The door of the rental house.
When Hu Lai closed the door, the three people here looked at each other.
"You said... what he said is true?" Zhang Qinghuan asked Wang Guangwei and Chen Xingyi.
Chen Xingyi looked at Wang Guangwei, who had been with Hu Lai the longest.
Wang Guangwei shook his head: "I don't know..."
"Forget it, don't care about him, let's continue playing. In all likelihood, we can't afford to lose, really a dog!" Zhang Qinghuan cursed, and then stuffed the handle to Wang Guangwei: "You come! Exit the re-election team..."
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Hu Lai entered his bedroom, locked the door from the inside, sat on the bed, entered the system, and called up the mission log.
Re-read the task that was suddenly released by the system from beginning to end carefully, carefully, and word by word.
That's right, the system says that Wang Xianke, the head coach of Dashun Golden Arrow, turned out to be the one who prevented my dad from playing the ball...
But what about the evidence?
There is no evidence, that's what the system says.
But why does the system need to lie about this kind of thing?
Hu Lai didn’t even think about why the system knew about this. After all, it’s a system. It’s a system to know astronomy and geography. Is it normal to know everything for five thousand years at home and abroad?
So although no one else knows about this, the system knows it, and it is only natural.
To be honest, when the voice of the system popped out, he originally thought the system would release a mission for the FA Cup final, and the mission goal was to make himself find ways to win.
But for the first time he saw the "description of the task text" in the task released by the system, which made him couldn't help but take a serious look at the task text, which also made him unable to concentrate on controlling the game and scored a goal for Zhang Qinghuan.
Judging from the mission goal, it is indeed to let himself find ways to win the FA Cup, but the purpose of winning is different from what he had previously imagined.
To be honest, this FA Cup final, even if there is no other grudges, he wants to win.
After all, it was the Football Association Cup final. Since we are all here, should we raise our hands and surrender if we don't strive to win?
So it seems that the system does not need to deliberately fabricate lies in order to let itself complete the task...
Is that really the case?
Hu Lai decided to make a straight shot-wouldn't it be over if he asked his father to verify?
So he withdrew from the system space and picked up the phone to call his mother.
As soon as the phone was connected, he asked, "Mom, are you asleep?"
"Not yet, why?"
"Uh, I have something I want to confirm with Dad."
Xie Lan glanced at her husband who was sitting on the sofa and swiping his mobile phone. After hearing the call, Xie Lan raised his head and looked at her.
Xie Lan put the phone down and turned on the speakerphone: "Your dad is right next to me. I have the speakerphone. Please ask directly if you have anything to do."
Then she said to her husband: "Your son has something to ask you to confirm."
"What's the matter?" Although Hu Lixin was a little impatient, he leaned forward and asked under his wife's gaze.
"Dad, was the person who hurt you called Wang Xianke?"
Xie Lan suddenly felt that as her son asked this question, the air in the bedroom seemed to freeze, causing her to breathe a little.
She looked at Hu Lixin.
Her husband looked straight at the phone, but did not speak.
"Dad?" The son's slightly distorted voice came over the phone. "Can you hear it? Is the signal bad... I just want to ask you about the injury..."
Hu Lixin interrupted him: "Why are you asking this?"
"Next I am going to play against his team. When I heard this news suddenly, of course I want to check with you." Hu Lai replied with confidence.
"Where did you know?" Hu Lixin asked again.
"I have my channel, Dad. Just tell me if it's true?"
Hu Lai didn't seem to want to explain more to his father. He was really anxious when he was next to him-these two fathers!
"It's not true, it has nothing to do with him."
Hu Lixin hung up after speaking, and then he looked up at his wife, who looked at his... knee.
"Your knee... really that Wang Xianke did it?"
Hu Lixin was silent for a while and said, "No."
"lie!"
"It's not..."
"Also lied! Hu Lixin, when you lie, you always silence for a while, do you think I don't know?" Xie Lan stared at her husband, she was very angry.
What is angry?
Angry until now, her husband is still trying to hide the past from her.
"I'm your wife, do you have anything that I can't even say? Or is your past known to me, you don't even want your wife, and you are going to run away?"
"What are you talking about..." Hu Lixin frowned.
"Then you said, did Wang Xianke do it? Didn't he?" Xie Lan got up from the bed and walked to Hu Lixin, looking down at her husband condescendingly.
Hu Lixin, who raised his head to face his wife's gaze, closed his eyes: "It's him. It's about the reserve team in Baishan Tianchi."
"That turtle..." Xie Lan cursed while biting her molars, and then she glared at her husband: "Then why didn't you say it before?"
"What are you talking about?" Hu Lixin asked his wife back.
"Find a reporter to expose him! Let him be ruined! He is so famous now, if the bad things he did in the past are known to people, let's see how he continues to mix in this business!"
"What happened more than 20 years ago, there was no evidence, so what did you expose? Me and him, do you think others are more willing to believe what we two said?"
"Why is there no evidence? What about those teammates back then? Our son was scolded by that Sun He, and his teammates are willing to come out to testify. Why can't you find teammates?"
"Because he pretends very well. Training collisions, causing injuries and other things are common at that time, everyone is used to it..."
"Isn't it strange to see such a serious injury?" Xie Lan's eyes widened.
"It was at most a serious accident. Maybe others felt it was wrong, but still that sentence, there is no evidence, there is no evidence that he was deliberate, malicious..." Hu Lixin said calmly.
"No, it's not like that... Even if there is no evidence, you can tell it, not necessarily ruining him, but you can also add a block to him. Let everyone know what he is, causing controversy..." Lan tried to persuade her husband, she told her truth.
Hu Lixin just shook his head calmly: "It's useless. With his status, there is no evidence, it is slander to say it. He is in a good mood and he can not pursue me, but if he is in a bad mood, let's wait to lose money and go to jail. I am. He could even think of how he would respond-even if he didn't sue me, he could pretend to express his apology for the incident and his concern for me after the incident was spread by the media. Maybe he will give me a sum of money as compensation, but it’s actually a hush fee. I hope I will shut up and stop mentioning it. Then he will go to media reporters to publicize that it was an accident, misunderstanding, and not malicious injuring. . With his status in football and the relationship with the media, he can easily reverse the part of public opinion that is not good for him. Then find someone to discredit me in various ways, so that others feel that I was injured because of an accident. The reason why the loser who withdrew from football framed Wang Xianke was just unwilling to touch porcelain. As for him..."
"Stop talking!" Xie Lan suddenly raised her hand to stop her husband from continuing, then she turned and threw herself on the bed, screaming hard with her face buried in the pillow.
Because of the pillow block, the original high-pitched screams have become much lower and will not quarrel the neighbors upstairs and downstairs.
After that, she got up and gritted her teeth and looked at her husband: "Hu Lixin, why can you be so calm? Why are you not angry?!"
"Because I knew it was useless to get angry, Xie Lan."
After that, Hu Lixin got up to leave.
"Why are you going?"
"Brush your teeth and take a bath, get ready to sleep."
"Can you still sleep?"
Hu Lixin glanced at his wife: "If I can't eat and sleep, I will die early. He is such a famous person who always appears in the media. If I see him hearing his name, I cannot sleep, eat and breathe. If you do, I'm dead early."
After speaking, he ignored his furious wife and went straight out of the bedroom.
There was a bang behind him, and then a muffled scream.
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Hu Lai, who was hung up by his father, got the answer of denial ~EbookFREE.me~ But Hu Lai knew very well that Wang Xianke must be the "murderer" who prevented his father from playing the ball.
Because after hearing his question, his dad did not show surprise or confusion, but silently and calmly asked, "What are you asking about this?" Isn't this here no silver two hundred taels?
If it wasn't him, wouldn't dad just deny it?
After asking "Why did you ask this?" and then asking "Where did you know?"...This is so bad that "Yes, the murderer is him!" was carved on his face, Dad!
Hu Lai didn't bother about why his father denied it, and didn't ask why his father didn't say it like his mother did.
That was his father's mind, he didn't bother to care.
Perhaps the older generation has the principles of the older generation and the way of doing things that belongs to their generation.
But it’s okay, I’m a kid, I just do it in a kid's way... Wang Xianke!
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