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Chapter 620 - 620 620 Thrilling Battlefield!

620: Chapter 620: Thrilling Battlefield!

620: Chapter 620: Thrilling Battlefield!

Nonstop blabbering!

Swearing and cussing!

The excited and agitated Kun Qianxi was like a shrew scolding in the street.

Wu Jie and Fang Guozhi didn’t even provoke him, yet he rambled on and on by himself.

The situation was more or less like those severe alcoholics.

Always thinking they are the best in the world, flying into a rage and even getting physical over the slightest displeasure.

Thus, it was no wonder when people who drank and made a scene were an everyday occurrence.

Wu Jie snorted lightly, unwilling to bother with a man who was a dead man walking.

All along the side, the Yincheng waiters seemed to be unable to hold back any longer!

They had already taken their positions, ready to seize the opportunity to abduct someone amidst the chaos.

A whistle blew.

The second half of the game kicked off.

The defending champions, the Spain Team, indeed did not disappoint.

The game had just begun, and they launched a wave-like offensive.

With their fluid collaboration, interweaving passes, they caught the Portugal Team off guard.

After ten minutes of bombardment, the Portugal Team made a defensive error, and Costa finished it with a kick.

Two to two!

The score was evened out!

At this, Kun Qianxi became restless again, squawking like he was on a chicken blood high, as if he had already won.

And to everyone’s surprise…

The two to two score did not last long, as Nacho suddenly took a powerful shot.

Following a series of bounces, the football landed in the goal.

Damn!

Two to three!

The reigning champions, the Spain Team, had reversed the score with lightning speed.

In an instant!

Kun Qianxi completely lost it.

Like many other tycoons, he started to yell and howl wildly, celebrating the victory.

Jumping and dancing, cheering for victory.

“La la la…

la la la!”

“We won!

I’ve won money!

Hahaha!”

“More than fifty billion Gold Coin, it’s going to double!

Why the hell should I be a big trader anymore!”

“I’ll wash my hands of this business, I can retire now!

Wakaka!”

…

Crazy!

Honestly about to lose my mind!

Kun Qianxi was the living embodiment of what it meant to be a small person flushed with success.

Cheering and singing on the platform as if he couldn’t get enough.

Kun Qianxi even turned his head towards Wu Jie, Tang Xiao, and another, grinning and laughing heartily.

“You gonna cry now?

Are you stunned?”

“Dreaming of my money?

Keep dreaming!”

“The Spain Team is awesome!

You just made a bad call!

You mad?

Come hit me!

Ahahaha!”

Kun Qianxi was unbearably arrogant, turning around and twisting his butt.

It was just too damned irritating.

But his provocation could not possibly make Wu Jie and Tang Xiao angry.

It was just money, wasn’t it?

After all, it was all won; easily come, easily go, without caring about winning or losing.

And Wu Jie believed that the Portugal Team led by Cristiano Ronaldo would not willingly accept a reversal.

Cristiano Ronaldo was one of the greatest players in the world today!

Robust physique, unyielding spirit, superb technique!

Even if a reversal was impossible, equalizing the score was definitely doable!

As for Tang Xiao…

She had never really considered the matter of winning or losing.

Her sole purpose for coming to the Super Cruise Ship Brune was one thing only.

And that was revenge!

As long as Kun Qianxi ended up dead, nothing else mattered.

Of course.

Fang Guozhi’s heart just couldn’t take it!

The rollercoaster of life’s highs and lows was just too damn thrilling.

When the score was one to one, two to two, he resisted the urge to celebrate too excitedly.

But inside, he felt really sweet, thinking he was about to win money!

But now…

Football is just so unpredictable; he never imagined that this match would be so tumultuous.

Is there still hope?

Can they equalize?

Can the formidable Cristiano Ronaldo perform a miracle?

Kun Qianxi’s taunts didn’t affect Fang Guozhi at all; his whole heart was in watching the match, hoping for a miracle.

Meanwhile, not far away.

There were even crazier scenes.

Meng Sihua and Nangong Yao, a pair of outrageous gays, leaped with joy the moment the Spain Team scored.

Then they embraced each other, nearly kissing right there, truly too eyesore-inducing for words.

Of course.

The tycoons who had bet on the Portugal Team were collectively dumbfounded.

Damn it!

Everything was going well, so how did the score get evened and then reversed all of a sudden?

Victory seemed out of reach.

Leveling the score seemed especially difficult.

Because of the traditional playing style of the Spain Team, it was all about passing the ball around.

With an extremely high possession rate, they firmly controlled the game situation.

Counterattack?

Easier said than done.

Turnaround?

Extremely unlikely.

Although the Portugal Team quickly made substitutions to strengthen their offense, replacing two players at once.

But the Spain Team was not to be outdone, immediately making their own substitutions to bolster their defense.

The situation didn’t look good!

As time ticked away, second by second.

The eightieth minute.

The Portugal Team went all out, using their final substitution slot for Silva.

Strengthening the offense even more.

And it truly was a do-or-die battle!

Everyone knew that on a football field there are only 11 players.

Aside from the goalkeeper, the more midfielders and defenders, the stronger the defense.

But by swapping out defenders for attackers, although it might boost offense, it left the defense vulnerable!

Oftentimes, when a team behind in the game takes such desperate measures, they rarely achieve a comeback miracle.

Instead, the weakened defense is exploited by the opposition, further widening the lead.

But…

There was no turning back!

It had to be a battle with their backs against the wall!

If a football match were a war, they were now at the brink of extinction!

Facing the former World Cup champion, the Spain Team, the Portugal Team had to give it their all.

The game became even more tense.

The Spain Team’s defense became even stronger, basically giving up on offense, starting to defend with all their might.

For them, the scoreline of three to two, even if it was a comeback, was acceptable.

Just defend until the end of the game, and they would win this pinnacle duel.

The Portugal Team went on full attack.

But time and again their attacks were neutralized.

Several times they nearly conceded more goals in counterattacks!

There wasn’t much time left in the game!

Many, led by Kun Qianxi, had started to sing and dance, celebrating their victory.

While the rich betting on the Portugal Team to win had some unable to bear watching any longer, simply leaving!

Others covered their faces, not watching the game at all.

The few betting on a draw were, of course, silently praying.

Fang Guozhi, among them, was so nervous that his heart was in his throat, his eyes bulging as he stared intensely at the big screen.

He really hoped Cristiano Ronaldo would break into the penalty area and create another penalty like at the start of the game.

However…

The opportunity hadn’t come when the game was suddenly halted.

The Spain Team made their third and final substitution.

This time, the player coming off took his sweet time, walking ever so slowly!

Every second wasted on the pitch was a second less for the Portugal Team to even the score.

And for Fang Guozhi watching the game, it was enough to make him almost spew blood!

“Damn it!

He was sprinting all over the place just a moment ago, and now that he’s being substituted, he’s walking like a snail?”

“Hurry up!

Damn it!

Stop wasting time!

Referee, where are you?

Give him a red card!

Penalize him to death!”

“Shit!

Hurry up!

Start the game!

Attack!

Hurry up and attack!”

…

Fang Guozhi completely lost his composure.

Cultivation, morality, civility?

Those were long gone.

In this moment, Fang Guozhi had only one identity – a gambler!

A gambler about to lose all his savings, in a frenzy of desperation!

Not much game time was left, and it was further delayed by the substitution.

At stake were more than two billion Gold Coins!

Wu Jie, of course, felt a slight stir in his heart.

Could it be…

he had miscalculated?

Was he really about to watch, as Kun Qianxi won a big one just before his demise?

No!

Absolutely not!

Unconsciously, Wu Jie wrapped his arms tightly around Tang Xiao.

Tang Xiao certainly felt her lover’s tension and urgency.

She knew all too well that losing more than two billion Gold Coins would be too much of a pity.

But with the game having reached this point, what could they do?

Anxiousness was useless.

“Don’t think too much, if we lose everything it’s no big deal, you still have me, right?

It’s not like we can’t make a living just because we lost a game!”

Tang Xiao consoled Wu Jie with good intentions.

But as her words faded away, the situation on the field suddenly took a dramatic turn.

Cristiano Ronaldo was tripped while attacking with the ball.

Free kick!

No matter how the Spanish players argued or pleaded, the referee resolutely awarded the free kick!

And the game replay quickly proved that it was an indisputable foul, the free kick was the correct decision!

All of a sudden.

Not just within the stadium, tens of thousands of spectators fell silent.

Even within the betting hall in front of them, everyone collectively went quiet.

Even Kun Qianxi, who had been celebrating victory with ecstatic jubilation, suddenly fell silent.

The entire world knew of Cristiano Ronaldo’s formidable free kicks, so where was Kun Qianxi’s excitement now?

Only a vague tension, hands tightly clenched, praying that this ball would not go in…