Frank, the chairman of the club and head coach of Laporta's team at the edge of the court, as well as Yang Dongxu and Zhou Ya were walking towards this side. Especially Zhou Ya was holding a child in her arms that she had not held just now. She walked beside Yang Dongxu with a happy smile. Anyone who was not blind would know that this must be a couple, and they even have children.
As the current star of Barcelona, Zidane and Ronaldinho must know who his big boss is. Especially after entering the club, they not only met Yang Dongxu in person, but also experienced the turbulent period after the team was reorganized. They knew a lot about their big boss's iron fist.
So Xiao Hutou actually set a trap for Ronaldinho. Even Zidane, who had been listening silently, was a little cautious and subconsciously wanted to show his charm. Poaching one's boss is no different from seeking death.
"Did something happen that I don't know about?" Seeing Ronaldinho and Zidane pressing the little tiger's head on the ground and variously 'stroking' it, a group of cheering players standing nearby, Yang Dongxu, walked over with a smile.
"This guy is too cunning. He always plays tricks on people under the appearance of kindness." Zidane crawled out from the ground and said.
Although he has seen the iron fist of his big boss, as a superstar, he does not have much fear of capitalists. In other words, foreigners live more casually and less submissively.
"What is cunning? You want to get to know Sister Zhou Ya. I just promised to introduce you to her." Xiao Hutou shouted with an unconvinced look.
"You dare to say it." Xiao Luo, who was still pressing on the little tiger's head, gave him a few more blows, then got up from the ground and showed an awkward smile. Those big buck teeth looked particularly cute. He actually wanted to get to know the big boss's wife. This was a misunderstanding.
"I feel a little itchy after not seeing each other for a while." Yang Dongxu narrowed his eyes and looked at the little tiger head.
He obviously doesn't care about such misunderstandings. Men always subconsciously pay more attention to beautiful women when they see them. It's human nature. If he cares about this, then don't ask Zhou Ya to go out in the future. After all, Zhou Ya's charm is too great. Any normal man would have some ideas.
"Would you like to test your skills?" Little Hutou climbed up from the ground and looked at Yang Dongxu eagerly, ignoring the grass clippings on his body.
Since joining the football team, in addition to practicing his usual skills, he has never fallen behind in martial arts. He even feels that his combat effectiveness has soared a lot because of his crazy training.
Yang Dongxu has been pushed to the ground and rubbed in various ways since he was a child. It has almost become his obsession to defeat Yang Dongxu by force.
Of course, I hate this guy Yang Dongxu. It is true that I want to beat him up. Why did this guy always bully me in the past?
But the relationship between the two people is still their own. If Yang Dongxu loses to him later, he should be a little more cautious. He can't let him, the big boss, embarrass himself in front of the players.
"This is really floating." Yang Dongxu looked at the little tiger head and subconsciously shook his shoulders.
He was naturally happy to see the result of Xiao Hutou's challenge to him. After all, it was a bit itchy after not torturing this guy for a long time.
Because he has only been busy with his career in the past few years, it is a miracle that Du Suo and others have not regressed because he is armed with force. Naturally, it is impossible to make any big progress.
So now there is no need to think about Du Suo and Jie Chengwu. He is not a little tiger looking for abuse even though he knows he can't beat them. Not to mention Du Fei, this guy wanted to use the name of sparring all day long to teach him, an increasingly lazy guy, a lesson, so that he could quickly start practicing the martial arts that was about to be abandoned.
"Do you dare to say a word?" Little Tiger stiffened his neck.
After all, he is just an eighteen-year-old boy. Although he is more mature than his peers, he is still at an age when he really wants to prove that he is in the limelight. When he sees Yang Dongxu, a guy who is always pressing his butt, he has the opportunity to resist. Of course he won't let it go.
"Come on, come on, today I will let you know why your uncle will always be your uncle. Don't cry for a while." Yang Dongxu said and took off his coat.
"How old you are, but you still have the same knowledge as a child." Zhou Ya took over Yang Dongxu's coat in a funny way. It was not surprising that she had seen this scene often in Siheyuan Zhong before.
"It's not certain who is crying." Little Hutou snorted.
The two people spoke in Chinese, so the people around them were confused. Although because his boss is Chinese, Xiao Hutou is also Chinese.
The team's management deliberately added a touch of Chinese, and the team members knew a few words because they hung out with the little tiger boy. But the Chinese language is too broad, profound, and professional to learn, and everyone is completely confused. Others who only understand a few sentences will naturally not understand what the two of them say.
But judging from the posture of the two people, it seems that they are about to fight, and it is not a fight, but like two boxers meeting and exchanging moves. The onlookers were a little excited, the players clapped and whistled, while the old Porta and some other management were a little worried.
After all, in subjective perception, all the players who can run on the court are extremely strong physically and their leg strength is absolutely terrifying, while the management members all feel that they are a bit drained by alcohol and sex, and their strength values are not at the same level at all.
But seeing the relaxed look on their big boss's face, the boss's wife didn't stop him. Instead, she held her child and backed away. Naturally, they automatically gave up the place without saying anything.
"Give way again." Yang Dongxu waved his hand and said this in English.
Ask the onlookers to stand aside instead of forming a circle.
Yang Dongxu took off his clothes, which made many people look surprised. His figure is definitely the type that makes you look thin when you take off clothes and look fat when you take off clothes. In addition, the height is about the same as that of Xiao Hutou. Although the whole body does not have the muscle lines that Xiao Hutou often trains, no matter where he stands, he does not appear weaker than the strong Xiao Hutou.
Yang Dongxu's wave made Xiao Hutou's heart skip a beat, especially when he saw Yang Dongxu's half-smiling look, he had a bad feeling.
"I just played with you before and you took it seriously. Obviously I want you to see what real kung fu is. Seriously." Yang Dongxu said while moving his body.
"Who is afraid of whom?" Although he had a bad feeling in his heart, he could not lose his momentum on the surface.
"He is going to fight quickly and take it easy." Du Fei, who had been standing silently beside him, said.
"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak." Yang Dongxu glared at Du Fei angrily.
Du Fei shrugged indifferently, and Xiao Hutou glanced at Du Fei gratefully. It was his uncle who was kind to him and told him the treacherous plot of the guy in front of him.
This instantly increased my confidence, which was a bit empty at first. Why do we need to make a quick decision?
Obviously I'm not strong enough and I'm afraid of losing if it takes too long!
As long as we guard against the attack in front, we have a great chance of victory.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the little tiger head began to be filled with the desire for victory. As for the matter of letting this guy not embarrass his boss, he had temporarily forgotten who made this guy so stinky. Naming is similar to his own strength, and he looks like he is the best in the world and abuses himself casually.
"It's coming." Yang Dongxu, who felt that his body was about to move, reminded him.
Xiao Hutou's muscles tightened and he put into a defensive posture. Du Fei, who was standing next to him, shook his head.
The defense is so weak, doesn't this give Yang Dongxu time to accumulate strength? Attacking is the right choice, okay?
Although Yang Dongxu, a lazy guy, has been resting on his laurels in the past few years, he still has a really strong foundation. Only by attacking with such crazy energy and punching the old master to death can we have any hope of winning.
The little tiger head is obviously inexperienced in playing tricks. After all, this guy Yang Dongxu once had a bloody experience in special training in Russia. Isn't giving him an opportunity to attack a challenge? Xiao Hutou's strength is not much higher than that of Yang Dongxu, and he can strike from behind.
"drink!"
The fact was exactly what Du Fei thought, seeing that the little tiger head did not take the initiative to attack and defend. Yang Dongxu's original attitude of preparing to confront the male suddenly changed.
For a moment, I didn’t know if it was an illusion or if I really felt it. The onlookers felt that their big boss instantly exuded a powerful aura, and this aura was still rising crazily.
Three seconds!
In just three seconds, Yang Dongxu's powerful aura reached its peak, and then it was like the gate of a reservoir on a high mountain suddenly opened and surged towards the little tiger's head.
quick!
Very fast!
Everyone's eyes flashed as Yang Dongxu's figure crossed the distance between him and Xiao Hutou.
The little tiger head who was originally waiting for the attack suddenly felt a tiger descending from the mountain rushing toward him, and subconsciously put his arms in front of his chest in a defensive posture.
"I must find time to drag this kid to see the blood. He has wasted most of his skills due to lack of experience." Du Fei knew that he had lost when he saw the little tiger head's movements. If he didn't defend in front of him, he would have lost half of it. Now, if we don't retreat, we are preparing to face a situation where even the last hope of victory is gone.
The result was not beyond Du Fei's expectation.
boom!
There was a heavy impact, and then under everyone's incredulous looks, the little tiger who took half a step back with one leg and defended firmly on the ground with all his strength flew backwards.
It's really flying, not gliding on the grass.
Suddenly, there was silence on the edge of the stadium. Everyone looked at the little tiger that flew out and landed on the ground and slid for a distance. Now it was at least ten meters away from Yang Dongxu's blow.
Look at where the little tiger head just stood, leaving two deep ravines with outturned soil. These are obviously the marks left by the little tiger head's feet.
Look at Yang Dongxu, who is standing there as if nothing is wrong. At this time, the three views of Newtonian mechanics in the first half of his life have completely collapsed. Is this really a power that can explode from the human body?
You must know that the 186-inch tiger head has a body weight of 170 pounds and is as strong as a bull. As a result, it was directly shot away. That's the kind of force it would take to be hit by a fast-moving truck, right?
But that was a truck, and Yang Dongxu obviously had ten people on it!
