Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1707 Away Game Nightmare
Red raincoat. Red hat. Face mask. Gloves. Goggles.

fully armed.

No matter how you look at it, it's suspicious.

The problem is that he was all alone, sticking notes in the parking lot, which looked like some kind of performance art, and was puzzling.

Mahomes tilted his head and observed for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. He turned around and walked over the bed, which provoked a strong protest from Kelsey, "My bed! You just stepped over it! Patrick, get me a new duvet cover!"

But Mahomes didn't care at all and left the room directly.

Pushing open the door, Mahomes immediately burst out laughing upon seeing Levi stretching in a yoga pose. "As expected of you, it's very much in line with your style."

Li Wei maintained his steady breathing. "How's the game progressing?"

Mahomes laughed even louder, "JJ is a master of deception, we're losing ground."

Li Wei said, "Then let Travis adjust the team composition. A team with players over thirty years old should make Travis very happy."

Mahomes: "Hahaha, Travis refuses to admit he's thirty."

Li Wei raised an eyebrow slightly, "Because the age gap with Taylor Swift has widened?"

Mahomes was laughing so hard he was doubled over when he saw Kelsey looking over at him with a puzzled expression. He burst into laughter again and couldn't stop.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Mahomes barely managed to control himself. "Ah, I forgot, there's a mystery man in the parking lot. He seems to be going crazy, or maybe he's doing art. Do you want to go check him out?"

Li Wei remained unmoved and continued with his actions, saying, "This is Tampa Bay's home ground, and this isn't the first time the fans have gone crazy. We should allow them to get carried away."

Mahomes chuckled. "That's true, but the point is, I feel like it's not the Tampa Bay fans, it's our fans. That red, it's clearly Kansas red."

Both the Tampa Bay Buccaneers and the Kansas City Chiefs wear red home jerseys, but they are clearly two different shades of red.

Li Wei: "Oh no, Patrick, you can't even tell our home jerseys apart. Be careful, don't let the media find out, or no one can save you."

He joked as he finished his routine, wiped the sweat from his brow, let out a long breath, and then spoke again, "Why would our fans come to the hotel?"

Mahomes nodded repeatedly. "Yes, I was wondering about that too."

He paused for a moment, then added, "But it's also possible that I'm wrong. Who knows? Maybe it's a Tampa Bay fan who came in wearing our jersey and caused trouble."

In competitive sports, there are countless instances of home fans maliciously attacking away teams. If not careful, these attacks can easily escalate into physical altercations and violence. Furthermore, pre-match psychological warfare is even more prevalent, with people resorting to any means to achieve victory, and the smoke of battle spreading from inside the stadium to outside.

This year, everything is even more special, with a team taking to the Super Bowl stage on its home turf for the first time in history, plunging the entire Tampa Bay into a frenzy.

Earlier this week, the Kansas City Chiefs made their first trip to Raymond James Stadium to familiarize themselves with the venue, only to find that the city streets of Tampa Bay were "under construction everywhere," forcing the team bus to take a detour and ultimately taking 45 minutes to reach the stadium, thus delaying their practice session.

After investigation, Vicki confirmed that this was a spontaneous act by Tampa Bay Buccaneers fans, with three fan groups working together to disrupt the Kansas City Chiefs' preparations.

Vic did not hesitate to appeal to the league, which stated that it would set up an investigation team to conduct an investigation.

But this move failed to deter Tampa Bay fans.

Last night, shortly after midnight, the hotel where the Kansas Chief was staying was subjected to noise attacks.

Music. Trumpets. Shouting. Fireworks.

The terrible noise severely affected the players' rest. Although the Kansas City Chiefs immediately called 911 to request order, the Tampa Bay Police arrived late and were uncooperative after arriving at the scene. What was originally a minor matter turned into a tug-of-war that lasted for more than half an hour.

Is that all?

No, just as the noisy fans were about to leave, the hotel's fire alarm went off, and the entire hotel had to be evacuated; no one was exempt. Tampa Bay police were on the scene and quickly determined that it was a false alarm; a Tampa Bay Buccaneers fan had pulled the fire alarm and was arrested on the spot.

However, the fan showed no fear or worry, but instead proudly proclaimed his achievement, earning the hero treatment from the entire stadium.

After all that commotion, Li Wei and the others didn't get back to their rooms until 3 a.m., but after such a night, falling asleep again wasn't easy; what was worse, their daily biological clocks were disrupted, and their sleep quality was severely affected, leaving them all with panda eyes in the morning.

Not only the players, but also the coaching staff and personnel were no exception.

Frankly speaking, more than the trouble itself, what's really affecting morale is the restlessness and anxiety.

Add to that the already pervasive and insidious pressure, and the team atmosphere was low all day long.

That's why Kelsey and Hill gathered all the players together, temporarily forgetting about training and their worries, and spent two hours playing games.

The possibility flashed through Mahomes' mind, and he choked, his gaze towards Levi shifting violently.

Last night's nightmare is back again.

They had finally managed to briefly escape their nightmares through the game, and their hotel room was filled with laughter, only to face another crisis.
Li Wei paused, realizing this possibility. Instead of entering Kelsey's room, he stepped back and went into his room next door.

Before figuring out the specifics, they should avoid alerting the enemy.

Upon opening the window, Levi immediately saw the scene, which, just as Mahomes described, was completely incomprehensible.

Mahomes: "I was just guessing if he was spelling words, but now it seems that he wasn't at all."

The mysterious visitor was simply painting blank pages, neatly laying out white paper. It wasn't writing or drawing; it had nothing to do with art.

boom.

The window next door opened again, and Kelsey leaned out. "What are you two doing all mysterious?"

Mahomes looked anxious and put his index finger to his lips. "Shh."

Kelsey: ?

Li Wei frowned. "Wait, something seems to be wrong."

Levi left a sentence behind, turned and went into the room, leaving Mahomes and Kelsey standing on the balcony, looking at each other across the room.

Kelsey looked at him questioningly, but Mahomes spread his hands to indicate that he knew nothing.

Li Wei returned in just a few seconds, with a cell phone in his hand.

Kelsey: "Rookie, are you about to take a selfie?"

Mahomes, "You think he's you?"

Li Wei had already opened his phone's camera, but instead of taking a selfie, he pointed it at the parking lot and pressed the shutter button repeatedly.

Kelsey noticed this too, looked down, and almost gasped in surprise. His mind raced, and he quickly realized what was happening.

Kelsey and Mahomes exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing a similar worry; the nightmares from last night, which hadn't yet faded, were creeping back into their minds.

Then, Li Wei's voice drifted over on the breeze.

“Those are…our fans.”

(End of this chapter)