"I am going to kill you!"
"Get out!"
"City sinner!"
The entire Bank of America Stadium was completely fried, and the scene was completely out of control like a volcanic eruption. The overwhelming curses continued to surge, and all kinds of fancy swear words could no longer be distinguished, and only a rumbling thunder could be felt. Continuously blasting in my ears.
Lu Ke was a little stunned, watching in disbelief as the anger of the home fans exploded. The mixed colors of the jerseys made the scene even more chaotic. He didn't even know which angle to start from. He just felt that the whole audience was surrounded, and even his emotions were gone. Followed by panic.
"Have you ever seen such a scene?"
"No. It's my first time too."
Lu Ke exchanged glances with the reporter beside him. The two caught surprise and astonishment in each other's eyes, and then they both burst into laughter: What on earth is going on? Now I don't understand the situation at all, and I don't know how to deal with it. It's just ridiculous.
Then Cam finally showed up.
His dark cheeks were covered with flushed sweat. Even though he was wearing a black turban, he could still see steam coming out of his head, as if he had just walked out of the sauna, with rapid breathing, red eyes, With his chest rising and falling, his whole body was in a state of being ready to explode at any moment.
In an instant, all the reporters' cameras and microphones swarmed towards Cam, truly stealing all the limelight. Lu Ke was ignored in an instant, but Cam didn't need such attention at all - he pushed irritably. The reporters turned on, and their rough and fierce actions made the crowd become crowded and chaotic.
Cam's whole body was on the verge of explosion. It seemed that as long as the reporters tried a little more, he would transform into the Hulk in the next second. However, that tight aura made the reporters more and more excited, and they repeatedly tested on the edge of danger. Try to really piss Cam off and it'll be a good scene.
No matter what, Cam finally came to the center of the crowd, in front of Lu Ke and Hubble, without explosion.
Cam restrained his head, did not raise his head, and avoided eye contact. He quickly shook hands with Hubble and bumped shoulders. After completing the official post-game etiquette, he turned around and prepared to leave. As a result, he caused a commotion:
"Lu Ke."
"And Bambi."
"etc."
The reporters reminded Cam one after another that the most important thing had not been completed. They were even more anxious than the person involved, which made Lu Ke couldn't help but laugh.
Before Cam could turn around and leave, he hurriedly stopped in place. He raised his gaze slightly, swept through the crowd, and found Lu Ke. Then his left foot stayed where he was, and he just stepped forward with his right foot. He took a big step forward, holding Lu Ke's right hand and preparing to bump his shoulders. He seemed ready to shake hands casually and then turn around and leave, so much so that he didn't even bother to get closer.
Cam's whole body exudes an aura of reluctance. From his expression to his movements, from his eyes to his posture, everything is expressing:
I don’t want to shake hands I don’t want to shake hands I don’t want to shake hands.
He didn't cover up, nor did he intend to cover up. He didn't even want to look at Lu Ke, as if a single glance would stain his "innocence". At that time, he was always on the verge of explosion, which made people feel uncomfortable. I couldn't help but want to tease/tease to see what would happen after detonating the bomb, "Will it really explode on the spot?"
Lu Ke couldn't hold it back.
If Cam came to complete the greetings without incident, Lu Ke wouldn't want to cause trouble and would just end the game safely; but seeing Cam's appearance like this, Lu Ke couldn't help but want to tease/flick/flick.
So, he did just that.
Lu Ke held Cam's right hand and did not let go. He pulled it in the direction of his body. The two people's shoulders collided with each other. Lu Ke took the initiative to move forward and pretended to give Cam a friendly hug. But he leaned close to Cam's ear and said loudly next to his ear, "Do you like it? My true face hidden under the mask?"
Cam didn't know why. He didn't understand what Lu Ke meant by this sentence. It was simply inexplicable. There was no reason or context. Could it be that Lu Ke had lost his mind and gone crazy?
But Lu Ke ignored Cam, released his right hand, patted Cam on the shoulder, then turned and left.
Watching Lu Ke leave, Cam was slightly stunned. He took a lot of slow shots before he realized: "He scolded me!"
Before the start of this game, the fierce scolding between the Carolina Panthers and the San Francisco 49ers created many hot topics. Players from both sides were involved in it, including Cam.
At that time, the topic of Quentin Mikel's violent collision with Lu Ke caused countless controversies. Everyone in the Carolina Panthers firmly believed that it was a black whistle, and Cam even wrote an insinuation on social networks. After some words, he was unexpectedly attacked collectively by netizens, diverting attention, and Cam and netizens began to quarrel, and the situation became worse and worse.
"Some people are always despicable and shameless, but they pretend to be aboveboard and use the sympathy and mercy of others to pretend to be weak, but the evil behind the mask is ugly and ferocious."
This is the original text written by Cam on Twitter. Its original intention is to imply Lu Ke's hypocrisy and evil. He clearly manipulated the referee but pretended to be the victim, which is disgraceful.
Before the game, Lu Ke never responded, advocating focusing all attention on the game and deciding the battle with a confrontation on the field; after the game, Lu Ke finally responded. Just now, attached to Cam next to the ear, but others had no chance to notice it.
"He is a liar! A liar! He...he is a lunatic! He, he is a psycho! Did you hear it? Ah? Did you just hear it?"
Cam stood there, not knowing what to do. He was just talking nonsense, trying to get the reporters to side with him, but his confused brain couldn't clarify his thoughts at all, so that he was talking about something in his mind. I just feel anger, and the fear after the anger:
The true face hidden under the mask? This is obviously not about manipulating the referee, but rather showing no mercy in the face of the game. Even if he has the absolute upper hand, he refuses to accept the white flag surrender. He continues to put pressure on with "unsporting ethics" and truly destroys his opponent completely, and even complacently. show off.
"devil!"
There was only one thought left in Cam's mind. However, when he realized what he was thinking, even if it was just a little bit of fear and a little flinch, that sense of shame began to burst out, torturing Cam fiercely. He hugged his head in disbelief, his annoyance and regret even surpassed his anger, tearing at his soul to the point that no sound could come out.
Depressed. Repress it again. And depressing. Finally it exploded.
"Ah! Ahhhh! Ahhhh!" Cam covered his face with his hands, and folded them into fists bit by bit. All the strength in his body burst out with the shout. His twisted muscles and surging momentum made the surrounding people laugh. All the reporters couldn't help but retreat, forming a small circle, as if they were pushed away by the air waves. No one dared to step forward easily, for fear that if they were not careful, they might become cannon fodder.
After letting go, his emotions were still boiling and raging. Cam finally raised his head, and his red eyes swept around sharply and ferociously. It seemed that any move might trigger a violent blow from him, forcing the reporters to be suppressed. No one dared to step forward.
Then, Cam turned around and left with a long stride. The bustling encirclement took the initiative to give way to a road. It seemed that Cam's back was burning. The scorching arrogance made everyone retreat, even the home fans felt it. With Cam's resentful energy, the layers of curses could not help but ease a little, and it was obvious that the fans' voices had also become silent.
"Grass!"
At the entrance of the player tunnel, an unknown fan yelled at Cam, but Cam glared back brutally and roughly, and was instantly silenced; however, after Cam moved slightly away, the fans' curses It rose again, and everyone expressed their strong dissatisfaction:
"If you are so tough, why don't you be tough on the court? What's the point of being tough on the fans after the game? A coward is a coward, a man without a ball! During the game just now, that manly temperament was there again Where did he go? Complete loser!"
The curses at this time were even more fierce and cruel than before. Bank of America Stadium was completely out of control. They didn't even have time to pay attention to the players of the San Francisco 49ers. All their anger was directed unreservedly at the players of the Carolina Panthers. The catharsis came down, because of Cam's relationship, other players were also implicated, and they suddenly turned into street rats that everyone yelled at, and all kinds of items were smashed down like a hurricane.
The indiscriminate attack did not even spare reporters. Head coach Reeves, who returned to the locker room half a beat late, also became the target of attack: a banana peel hit him on the shoulder, which shocked him. , there is no way to talk to the fans who have lost their minds, and they can only run away.
The entire Bank of America Stadium was going crazy. The fans who stayed in the stadium were venting their anger wantonly. The chaotic scene was comparable to hell. The raging anger continued to burn for a long time. Even the referees had to provide security. Leave the venue quickly under the protection of personnel.
The game is over, but the chaos has just begun!
This game was called by local Charlotte media: losing after losing.
Even they themselves could no longer protect the team and lost the playoffs in a humiliating way, leaving their mark in the annals of history; at the same time, they also lost professional sports after the game. Morality, from players to fans, has shown its ugliest side.
"Wake up! If we continue this way, we will never win the Super Bowl, and we will never be the team our fans love!"
