Chapter 23: Is it flirting?

"Boom!"
The heavy Chinese artillery made a muffled noise.
Not the barrel, but the sound of the shell hitting the target.
Looking at Christie, who was hit by a ball in the abdomen and fell to the ground, there was still no air intake and less air out of Christie. Ye Feng really didn't react.
Was Huaxia heavy artillery bored on him?
I won't kill anymore?
This time, it is really not light!
Ye Feng is very aware of the power of the Huaxia heavy artillery. Originally, he has a very hard foot, coupled with the power blessing of the Huaxia heavy artillery, he shot out with a shot. In fact, there is really no essential difference in the shot.
Only one will explode, and one will not explode.
Must it be more than 150 kilometers per hour?
I dare not imagine that Christie dares to block with his body.
Are you not afraid of ruining your body? Or have you practiced to the point where you can separate your soul?
Seeing him lying half dead on the ground, Ye Feng felt that he might not have reached home yet.
Without the referee blowing the whistle at all, the game has already stopped.
In the spirit of humanitarianism, Ye Feng, who is the closest to Christie, quickly walked over to check Christie's status, and then immediately turned back and waved at the side of the court, indicating that the stretcher quickly entered.
However, after several opponents rushed over, Ye Feng was pushed away angrily.
Ye Feng said that he was innocent, and I didn't mean to bore him.
The referee came over, looked at Christy sympathetically, and looked at Ye Feng's right foot with dismay.
This foot can really infiltrate people.
It seems that when I punish the game, I have nothing to stop in front of Ye Feng. God knows that this foot is boring on him, and I can still enforce the game in the future.
The Düsseldorf fans in the stands were booing and angry, and one by one they wished to rush into the stadium and tore Ye Feng. In their view, Ye Feng this did this deliberately.
The stretcher arrived in a hurry and left in a hurry, but when it left, the stretcher sank a lot.
When he was lifted out of the court, Christie was about to roll his eyes. The team doctor made an emergency check, and then pinched his fingers. The situation seemed a bit bad.
So the ambulance came in, put on Christie, blared with a red light and drove to the nearest hospital.
The game was interrupted for several minutes before it finally resumed.
"I knew you wouldn't let him go easily, this foot can be really relieved!" Liu Xing patted Ye Feng's shoulder, a proud expression of "I had expected you to do so".
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly. Isn't the labor and management special?
Although Christie stinked a little bit, and was a little arrogant, it was not so hateful. It was enough for him to win him on the court in a fair and decent way. Where would Ye Feng hurt him in such a way?
He was very aware of the power of his foot, and it was stuffed on Christie's stomach. In serious cases, he might have broken several ribs.
Even if it wasn't intentional, he was really apologetic.
But then I thought about it again, no matter what the process is, now the result is that Christie is in the hospital and his defensive goals are gone.
Doesn't it mean that you have completed the task ahead of time?
In an instant, the apology on Ye Feng's face disappeared, replaced by the corner of his mouth.
As long as Christie does not crawl out of the hospital in the form of a corpse, it can be announced that his mission was completed in advance.
Beautiful!
Went back to the hospital to send Christie a wreath. It’s wrong to give a flower basket.
With a glance at Liu Xing, Ye Feng turned to continue the game. He knew that now it was his turn to brush the defensive statistics.
In the end, relying on the goal scored by substitute striker Ilmaz, Bayern II won a away game and scored three points.
The match was anti-climax, the confrontation between Ye Feng and Chris was anti-climax, and it ended in an unexpected way.
Whichever booing in the stands shook the sky, anyway, after every away goal, booing is so harsh, Ye Feng is used to it.
He just wants to know how many euros he has brushed out in this game.
The offensive data is settled according to the normal coefficient, totaling 39,300 euros.
Next, it's the real meal.
1 yellow card, 5000 Euros
3 successful battles, 3000 Euros;
7 steals, 7000 euros;
1 intercept, 1000 Euros;
1 set off, 1000 Euros;
7 fouls, 4000 Euros;
Running distance 12132 meters, 12132 euros;
A total of 33132 euros.
Multiplied by a factor of 10, it is equal to 331320 euros, plus the previous 39300 euros, then this game Ye Feng brushed a total of 403752 euros.
Brush 40w wildly!
After changing clothes in the dressing room, Ye Feng smiled like a child with one meter and eighty fives, and the child also had a pair of 46-foot feet
Looking at the balance of the system, I found that after a few games, I have accumulated more than 80w of wealth. Ye Feng really wants to go wild.
With money, I buy two a-level skills at a time, use one, and throw one!
That's so capricious!
But if you look at the 150w Euro required by the lv3 grade copper wall and iron wall, Ye Feng has a kind of "I am a poor light egg" catch-up, which is particularly strong.
Nothing to say, continue to ask for food!
Having said that, before returning to Munich, Ye Feng really went to the hospital to visit Christie, along with Ye Feng, the second team coach Grande, and the three good friends of Happy Heavenly Group.
Christie was lucky that the strong abdominal muscles resisted the huge impact of the Huaxia heavy artillery, and the final result was only a cracked rib.
"Sorry, I didn't expect this result, I didn't mean it!"
Entering the ward and putting down the flower baskets and fruits, Ye Feng struggled to show a smiling face.
I have to say that although this guy has a stinky mouth, he is indeed very capable. If it were not for this accident, Ye Feng could hardly say whether he could complete the task.
"You can't use it!" Christie wanted to turn her head, but found that a reporter was following the film, only to squeeze out a smile, so that the whole face was about to twist.
"No, at least after I've been there, I can rest assured."
"It's not necessary, the game is the game, just what you want."
"So inhuman?"
"No, I just hate you, nothing more."
"Then I am really honored!"
"You didn't score, it means you were lucky."
"You didn't score!"
"If it's not you, I'll score."
"You can't score without me."
"I can!"
"no, you can not!"
"roll!"
"OK, bye!"
Liu Xing silently put down the fruit basket, turned his head and whispered to Erwa: "What are they two doing?"
Mueller shrugged and said he didn't know.
Only Bard fumbled his chin, recalling the pattern of his interaction with his girlfriend, muttering to himself: "Aren't you flirting?"