Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1661 A Blend of Reality and Illusion
One, then another, and yet another.

Gradually, the slackness and chaos disappeared, and passion surged in the chest, igniting an uncontrollable fervor. Head held high, the challenge was met head-on.

Hardman could no longer contain himself and took a few big steps forward to Diggs' side. "Rookie, maybe we can only play a limited role, but we will do our best. Didn't you say that no matter how difficult it is, it won't be so difficult if there are more people to share the burden?"

His words were incoherent and stumbling, unable to accurately express his inner feelings, but his sincerity was so radiant and precious, revealed without reservation.

Seeing this scene, Li Wei couldn't help but smile. "Relax, relax, no one here is going to abandon anyone."

"Oh, Jesus Christ, those guys who didn't show up in the locker room or parking lot today must feel like idiots. Thank you so much for leaving me with this mess to clean up."

The first part was a joke, and laughter was faintly emanating from it.

The second half of the sentence was a joke, and everyone started looking around with smiles on their faces. Not only the young man in front, but also the people standing behind Li Wei were looking each other over to confirm their identities.

Chris Jones lowered his voice, "Rookie, the entire defense is here."

Kelsey nodded. "Yes, the entire attack team is here, as is the special operations team."

Hardman, head held high and voice booming, declared, "Not a single first or second grader will be missed."

All eyes were on Li Wei.

Now it was Li Wei who embarrassed himself. He spread his hands and said, "Calm down, calm down. No one here is going to take attendance. I'm just feeling sorry for Coach Reed."

Despite her best efforts to conceal it, she still inadvertently revealed a hint of embarrassment, and her voice sounded slightly nasal and trembling.

Diggs was the first to lead the jeering, "The rookie is moved to tears, hahaha, the rookie is crying, we made the rookie cry."

Li Wei rolled his eyes. Why did that sentence sound so strange?
Hill noticed, glanced at Diggs and then at Levi, then stood there without saying a word and burst into laughter, laughing so hard he was doubled over.

Kelsey, Mahomes, Watt, and the others exchanged glances, whispered among themselves, and spoke in a hushed, unreserved manner. Their eyes kept glancing at Levi out of the corner of their eyes, and Kelsey even openly stared at Levi's profile.

Li Wei looked helpless. "Just laugh if you want to. If you hold it in, you'll have to find the team doctor, which is too much trouble."

Puff, puff puff puff.

A series of suppressed laughs leaked out, but in the end, they couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

The room erupted in laughter, creating a lively atmosphere.

……

The Arrow Stadium parking lot was bustling with noise and laughter, with no trace of the bitterness of ending the winning streak.

But on social networks, all sorts of gloating, kicking someone when they're down, and all sorts of demons and monsters fill every corner of the business, creating a chaotic mess.

"Hooray! Tonight is party night!"

"Finally! Heaven has eyes! Finally!"

"The beginning of a dynasty's collapse, oh yeah, other teams should take note of Las Vegas, okay?"

"Come on, teams, please replicate the feat of the 2017 season. Forget about six consecutive losses, just give the Kansas City Chiefs four straight losses to wake them up."

"This is the NFL, and nobody can win 23 consecutive regular season games!"

"Buffalo Bill, it's up to you. Send the Kansas chief to hell!"

"Finally, we can stop listening to those ESPN experts spouting nonsense about the Kansas City Chiefs. They're turning black into white and shamelessly groveling before the Kansas City Chiefs."

"Karma! This is karma! Serves him right! Who told the Kansas chief to be so arrogant!"

"The downhill road has begun, Kansas City Chiefs, be careful to step on the brakes, hahaha." "Am I the only one? I'm happier than the end of the regular season winning streak. Arrowhead Stadium's winning streak is over, ah, those disgusting faces of Kansas City can finally get lost."

"Hooray! Arrowhead Stadium lost! Ahhhhh, I'll randomly select one person from those who retweet this to receive $500 directly, no reason, just because I'm happy."

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell! Arrowhead Stadium is a devil's home ground!"

"Did you see how quiet Arrowhead Stadium is today? It's so satisfying."

Insults, curses, revelry.

These are just the tip of the iceberg. Truly vile, filthy, and disgusting words fill every corner of social networks, making them unbearable to read.

Everything fills the timeline, as if the entire North American continent is having a party, infiltrating everywhere and leaving nowhere to escape.

Carter's mouth was full of bitterness.

He tried to distance himself from social networks, shutting down all the noise, and the world became quiet. He didn't need to argue with those lunatics or fight with those psychopaths, because no matter what he said, haters would still be haters, and trolls would never change. He should just ignore them.

However, he still couldn't control himself.

I understand the logic, but the anger suppressed in my chest still can't be released.

This season, all home-court advantages have been reduced. First, the league has limited attendance to 22%; second, all spectators must wear masks and are prohibited from shouting cheers.

Even Arrowhead Stadium, which has grown into the league's most intimidating home court over the past four seasons, was no exception and could not capitalize on its home-court advantage.

But do those haters and trolls care?

No, they don't care. They're just using a result to vent their hatred, that's all.

Carter kept telling himself he needed to stay calm; their anger and retaliation would only become a new stimulus, turning into a tool for those lunatics to use.

But...but!
Carter could hardly believe his eyes when he saw those lunatics attacking Levi indiscriminately, their filthy and obscene language completely crossing the line.

"Why do not you go to hell?"

"You are the worst and most disgusting being in the world."

"You can't even beat trash like Las Vegas, you should atone with your death."

"The league's number one player? He looks so pathetic that he'd be ashamed to death if he took a piss and looked in the mirror."

"He did it on purpose, he deliberately lost the game, get out."

These are just the tip of the iceberg.

Carter had heard about the Gillette Stadium incident more than once, but he had never experienced it firsthand and could never imagine how terrible the attacks targeting Mahomes were until now, when he truly witnessed the malice of social networks.

There is no other explanation; it is pure malice, hatred, attack, and humiliation, a naked display of the evil in human nature. It is not just about Li Wei; it includes Li Wei's parents, family, and friends, launching an indiscriminate attack from all angles.

Carter couldn't believe it; how could someone be so ugly and so ferocious?

This is just one game, one of the sixteen regular season games. Do they expect the Kansas City Chiefs to be undefeated for the second year in a row? Do they think the Kansas City Chiefs will never lose?

If they think it's so easy, why don't they try it themselves? One or two people are just talking the talk, but in real life they're probably just shut-ins or weaklings.

Anger burned in my chest.

What should he do? What should he do? What should he do? What should he do?
He needs to fight back, he absolutely must fight back, he can't let those dirty tricks hurt Li Wei and the team!
But what should he do?
If it were Felix, what would he do?
(End of this chapter)