The strongest heavenly master

Chapter 381 Kung Fu Football Team

"Brother Xiong, are you okay?"

"fine……"

Qiangxiong reluctantly stood up, and subconsciously glanced at the expensive imported leather swivel chair.

It's inexplicable, how could it be possible to just fall down?
Of course he would not have guessed that someone was trying to trick him on purpose.

After going through this little disturbance, Qiang Xiong didn't have the heart to humiliate Ming Feng anymore, instead he sat on the sofa, raised his legs, and looked at the two of Gao Xing carefully...

Then, he turned to Ming Feng and asked sarcastically, "I heard that you want to cooperate with me? Hahaha, I'm a little curious, why do you think you can discuss cooperation with me?

Could it be that, with your scrapped..."

Speaking of this, Qiangxiong subconsciously glanced at Ming Feng's leg, and mocked: "Golden right foot?"

In the past, Ming Feng would have tolerated it.

I am used to it anyway.

But now, with great difficulty, a flame ignited in my heart, or in other words, like a drowning person, grabbing a straw.

Being humiliated again, his head got hot, and he immediately got up and shouted: "Brother Xiong, it's meaningless for you to say that. I believe you know better than anyone else how my leg was broken..."

Before Ming Feng finished speaking, Qiangxiong's expression changed: "What? You doubt me? Then go out and make a big noise, go to the reporters to expose it, and see if they believe you.

Do you really think of yourself as the former golden right foot?

To put it bluntly, no one is to blame for the reason why you have fallen to where you are today, but you can only blame you for being too greedy..."

Ming Feng smiled wretchedly: "That's right, it's all my fault for being too greedy. However, 20 years have passed, and I've gotten my retribution. Now, I want to start over..."

"Start again? You know what you're talking about? Let's not talk about your legs. At your age, what qualifications do you have to play?"

Before Ming Feng could speak, Gao Xing took over the conversation coldly: "Who said he can't? Playing on the pitch doesn't mean he has to play football himself, he can train a team to play."

"Xun...hehe, this friend looks a bit unfamiliar, why? Could it be that you persuaded Ming Feng to form a team?"

"So what?"

"Brother Xiong, listen to me..." Ming Feng showed a flattering smile again, and said to Qiang Xiong, "You know kung fu, don't you?"

"Are you stupid? Who doesn't know kung fu?"

"That's good..." Ming Feng turned his head and pointed at A Xing: "His name is A Xing, he is an authentic Shaolin lay disciple, and he has a few senior brothers..."

Qiangxiong waved his hand impatiently: "What's the use of you mentioning this in front of me? This has half a dime to do with your team building? Or, do you want to introduce me to bodyguards?"

"No, no, it has a lot to do with it. That's it. My idea is to combine Kung Fu and football to form a Kung Fu football team. In this way, it will surely shine..."

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, it is simply a whimsical idea, good, I support you in forming a Kung Fu football team..."

Hearing this, Ming Feng was very pleasantly surprised, and said repeatedly: "Thank you brother Xiong, thank you brother Xiong. However, you are an expert, and you know that building a team and the later training require a lot of money. so……"

These words were actually what Gao Xing told Ming Feng repeatedly on the road, and asked him to say the same.

"Oh, what about funding? What's the relationship between us? With your drive, I will definitely sponsor the funding!"

As soon as these words came out, Ming Feng seemed a little unbelievable.

When did this old guy become so generous and straightforward?
Ah Xing is innocent, and he rushed to Qiangxiong excitedly, stretched out his dirty hands and said, "Thank you brother Xiong for your support..."

Only Gao Xing knew very well that this guy couldn't be so generous...

really,

Qiangxiong glanced at A Xing with some distaste, and didn't reach out to hold it, but took out a banknote from his body and waved it in front of Ming Feng's eyes: "This is my personal sponsorship, no need to say thank you, no need to pay back. ..."

As soon as these words came out, Ming Feng and A Xing immediately changed their faces.

This is... so bullying!

Send beggars?

After being stunned for a moment, Ming Feng forced a smile on his face and said, "Brother Xiong, I'm afraid you misunderstood me. I'm not... not here to ask for money, but I just want to ask Brother Xiong to sponsor a sum of money. Of course, it can also be regarded as a loan. As long as the ball Once the team has some achievements, there will be various sponsorships and bonuses..."

"Don't be funny, aren't you just here to cheat money? Why? Too little? How about I add another one?"

"you……"

"Okay, actually you all misunderstood. Brother Xiong means that he doesn't have so much cash, but he will definitely sponsor 100 million... US dollars, am I right? Brother Xiong?"

At this time, Gao Xing stood up and looked at Qiangxiong with an indescribable smile on his face.

At that moment, Qiangxiong's consciousness became blurred, and his thinking was completely led away by Gao Xing...

"Yes, yes, I will definitely, I will sponsor 100 million..."

"It's $100 million!"

"Yes, yes, it's $100 million."

"Then what are you waiting for, Brother Xiong? Why don't you hurry up and sign a sponsorship document, just write a check?"

"Oh, yes, signing papers, writing checks..."

Ming Feng and Ah Xing looked dumbfounded, as if they were daydreaming.

When did Qiangxiong become so obedient?

But no matter what the two of them thought, in the end, Ming Feng actually got two documents. One was about sponsorship, and the other was agreeing to provide free training grounds to the team formed by Ming Feng.

Finally, a check: $100 million.

……

"Quick, show me, I've never seen a check before."

As soon as he went out, Ah Xing couldn't wait to drag Ming Feng, insisting on seeing the check.

Ming Feng pretended to be calm, but his trembling voice deeply betrayed him: "A good-for-nothing guy, isn't it only 100 million... US dollars? Why are you so excited? I really haven't seen the world, I think back then..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was pushed to the ground by Ah Xing.

"Stop talking nonsense, take it out and let me see..."

Watching the two wrestling into a ball, Gao Xing lazily stood aside to watch the excitement.

Having had enough trouble, the three of them walked to the bank...

the other side.

In Qiangxiong's office.

The assistant asked with a puzzled look: "Boss, why...how did you actually write them a check? And it's still $100 million?"

Until this time, Qiangxiong was still in a daze, and hadn't fully woken up yet.

"What $100 million?"

His subordinates were speechless.

"Boss, don't you know that you just wrote a check for 100 million US dollars? What did you say to sponsor the team formed by Ming Feng?"

Having said that, Qiangxiong finally remembered...

"No, I must have been hypnotized, hurry up, go chase the check."

"Boss, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. You even signed a document with your own hand. If you go back on your word, they can take the document and sue you for breach of contract. At that time, you will pay 300 million US dollars..."

"boom!"

Hearing this, Qiang Xiong slapped the table heavily angrily.

Then he said viciously: "This is not right, I remembered, that guy in black must be weird, he glanced at me, and I was in a daze...it must be hypnotism, it must be hypnotism.

Damn it, Ming Feng, a bastard, dares to find someone from the world to deal with me..."

(End of this chapter)