Almighty sign in

"Isn't this playing tricks?"

"Little devil is really shameless, bah!"

No one is a fool, Xu Ang can see it, and the audience in front of the TV can naturally see it too. Even the commentary on the court station is expressing their dissatisfaction with restrained words.

Many people are naturally uncomfortable with this kind of behavior that can't run but play tricks, but compared to the anger of the Huaxia audience, the audience in the 11th district watching the game is still silent.

The culture of the 11th district makes the people here worship the strong. They only believe that the winner is king. They will not have the slightest sympathy for the losers. They will only laugh at and make trouble.

If Xu Ang can win, they will continue to worship him, and even more than before.

If Xu Ang loses, no matter what method his opponent uses, they will have only one attitude-heh, is a loser worthy of worship?

Whether the audience is silent or angry, it will not affect Xu Ang.

In the process of returning to the starting line, Xu Ang glanced over the players who were still on the field, and he was watching.

Abandon the car to protect the handsome, and if there are abandoned children who are used as cannon fodder, there will naturally be the handsome they want to protect.

By observing Xu Ang, I found that there was a player in the 11th district who was too calm and relaxed compared to other players. He did not see any signs of sprinting after many times.Coupled with comparing his own memory, Xu Ang also found that this person had never started.Every time someone made a mistake, after a rush, Xu Ang was standing on the starting line when he sprinted back from the track to the starting line.

What is this guy's name?

Xu Ang had a vague impression of this person. He remembered that Zhang Ming had mentioned this person, who seemed to be named Xiaocang, and was said to be a player in the 11th district who had ran into ten seconds.

No wonder that Xu Ang is sure that Ogura is the handsome guy to be protected. After all, he has a record of 10 seconds into 100 meters. If this person can beat himself in the game, he will be a very good package object.

A race, a hundred meters, you can make so many troubles, really convinced you.

Xu Ang, who pretended not to notice, returned to the starting line and once again made a run-up action, secretly paying attention to Ogura.When Xu Ang discovered that Ogura seemed to be preparing to start, but the muscles on his legs were not taut, but in a semi-relaxed state, he knew what would happen this time.

"boom!"

The flare gun sounded.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

Without any accident, another player from the 11th district rushed to run.

A teammate who lost his qualifications for the finals but failed to make Xu Ang start again in vain, Ogura was not worried but happy.

In his opinion, their strategy had worked. Three consecutive attempts made Xu Ang hesitate at the start of the race, or the physical exertion was too much and his reaction slowed down.Regardless of the reason, it proved that Xu Ang's strength had been weakened.

I'm sorry, Xu Angjun.If you can’t take this gold medal, it will stay in our 11th district, and I will step on you to become famous, hahaha!

Ogura was laughing wildly in his heart. He seemed to have seen his wonderful life after becoming famous. All kinds of endorsements and countless banknotes would make him inexhaustible for a lifetime.

At that time, the ***** teachers I will call a dozen at a time and take a photo with the teachers.

"boom!"

The flare gun was fired again.

Unlike the previous few times, there was no such annoying "beep! Beep! Beep!" this time because no one ran away.

"The first time it was me... eh?!!!"

Thinking about it in Ogura, I can get a huge advantage just at the start, and others only have to catch up with me behind him.

However, reality slapped him severely.

Ogura, who was immersed in fantasy, found that there was a figure on the other track that was two positions ahead of him just by running up. This person is not someone else but Xu Ang.

what happened?

Isn't he exhausted?

Hasn't he become unresponsive?

Shouldn't he hesitate at the start?

Ogura is full of question marks.

Others are running on the track, but the soul has already flown out of the sky.Because Xu Ang is really too strong, only in the first half of the schedule, he left Okura seven or eight meters away on the 50-meter track.

With such a big gap, even people who don't know themselves will know how big the gap is between themselves and Xu Ang.

A thing called despair breeds and spreads in Ogura's heart, and in the next moment it takes over his heart.

No matter what you do, you can't change the fact that I won gold by any means, because I am so strong, strong enough to make you despair.

"Useless waste!"

Someone in the front row of the stands was scolding, there was silence around him, and everyone was silent.The scolding person is a big man they can't afford to offend. In order to please this person, they planned the final stealing event with one hand. They thought they could do a great job, but didn't want to make themselves a joke in the end.

I can't even get rid of my face. We can't blame us for being incompetent, but Xu Ang is too strong.

There was a disdainful sneer from the other corner of the stands: "Don’t blame them, a group of incompetent guys. Now that you have made a decision, why not go further, just to punish Xu Ang to ensure victory. It’s already shameless. Can’t you be more shameless? As long as you can win, as long as you can get what you want, it is worth the effort."

This person's entourage echoed: "Member Mingbo is right. The eleventh districts are all idiots, how can you catch up to one ten thousandth of yours."

"Even if they are idiots, we can only find them to cooperate. We, Korea, is a developed country, and it is time to host a sports event that will attract the world's attention." Representative Mingbo said with a penetrating smile on his face, "Well, the idiot is For the use, let me teach them how to do this kind of thing."

Xu Ang on the field didn't have the time to observe the stands. He just ran to the finish line to stop and stopped.

Then he turned around and faced the grimly final struggle that was 13 or 4 meters away. He wanted to compete with a player from Central Asia and win second place. Ogura, who kept his face, shrugged and made a American stalls.

The expression on the face clearly conveys a message—this is it?

The full contempt caused Xiao Cang to be angry and bloody, and his feet were vacant, and he fell on a big horse-pounced on the street.

Oh, your second place is gone.

With a friendly smile on Xu Ang's face, he took a step back, touched the finish line with his back, and won the championship of this competition.

After the poor Ogura fell, not only was he unable to get second place, but several players took the opportunity to overtake his car. After he got up, he sadly discovered that the other players had already crossed the finish line, and he became the bottom. .

After calculating so much, I didn't even need my face, so I took the last place. Is this acceptable?

Ogura almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood and fainted directly on the court.

"The shameful thing, he should have his abdomen cut, let him do it!"

Some big man left the meeting with anger.

While he was leaving, a blond American man in the other corner of the stand was fully armed to his side, wrapping himself tightly, unable to see whose man it was selling his product.