"Hey! You guy, Sister Shiyan has to worry about you, but you can feel relaxed and at ease yourself."

Under this situation, Lin Cheng was still in the mood to curl up on the sofa in the afternoon, eat potato chips and watch the football game. Xiao Tong snatched the remote control away.

"Oops! Let's wait until sister Shiyan comes back... we'll call you back soon, you can't see kung fu football every day."

Lin Cheng was watching a Korean football program, which happened to introduce a recent kung fu football match in Indonesia. Lin Cheng watched it with gusto.

The national football team Wei Shihao and Tan Wangsong can only enjoy themselves. The real Kung Fu football has to be seen in Indonesia.

Although Lin Cheng didn't agree with the fact that the players didn't bring wrenches on the field, Lin Cheng's blood boiled with excitement when he watched the various Muay Thai moves such as flying knees and elbows.

It had only been less than half of the game, and there was already a scene where both sides were fighting and chasing the referee. Lin Cheng didn't dare to think about what would happen if the game continued.

Just as Lin Cheng was applauding the players on the field for a powerful Vajra Kick, the phone rang.

"Yo ho! Why did Xiang Hao think of my brother today? How was your recent vacation?"

Evert's voice was a little hesitant, "Brother, I'm sorry."

"Um?"

"I'm ready to leave."

Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Why are you saying sorry to me?"

"I know there must be a reason why you decided to leave the team. No matter what, I want to bless you."
Chapter completed!