The football match in the city is about to start. As the captain of the school football team, after self-study every night, Pan Wei takes the team to practice on the playground for a while.
I don’t know from what day, whenever night falls, a group of young people wearing jerseys will appear on the court, quietly watching Pan Wei and their training. Pan Wei greeted enthusiastically, but they were silent. Pan Wei tried to see them clearly, but under the dim light, their faces looked very vague, even a little ethereal.
Later, Pan Wei sent out an invitation: “Brothers, let’s practice together!”
Those strangers joined the arena silently . They looked tall and awkward, but they moved as fast as the wind, which dazzled Pan Wei and the others. One of the players even mumbled to Pan Wei, saying that the opponent was practicing Shaping Dafa. He saw that they had collided with each other. Suddenly, the opponent player came behind him again, which was very mysterious.
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Throughout the game, the opponent kept silent. But obviously, compared to Pan Wei’s team, their skills are really not high, and they failed to score a goal at the end. Pan Wei and the others attacked the opponent’s goal in a mess.
For these few days, the opponent didn’t score a goal every night.
Pan Wei obviously felt that the other party had no patience, and began to carry a gloomy anger, which made people feel cold inexplicably.
One night, Pan Wei explained to the opponent that this is the last game, and tomorrow, they will participate in the city competition.
After the start of the game, the opponent is still at a disadvantage. Seeing time gradually pass, the end is approaching. At this time, only one of them yelled at the players: “If you don’t score a goal tonight, don’t even think about reincarnation!”
Pan Wei thought: Finally said it. In other words, this man is quite humorous.
As I was thinking, the ball reached the opponent’s feet. I saw a player volleyed and the ball quickly flew towards Pan Wei’s goal.
At this time, the goalkeeper jumped into the air and threw the ball under him. Then he stood up proudly and said: “How about it, handsome?”
Before the voice fell, he only heard the opposing player say coldly: “Man, you got the wrong answer. That’s not a ball!”
“It’s not a ball, could it be your head?”
The goalkeeper was just stunned when he finished his joke. Up. He clearly saw that the head he was holding in his arms was clearly a human head, and he was blinking evilly at him.
At this point, the headless player took another shot and scored.