Chapter 983 Newton Can’t Control

At the edge of the court, club president Laporta, team coach Frank, Yang Dongxu and Zhou Ya were walking towards this side. Especially Zhou Ya was holding a child in her arms that she had not held just now. She walked beside Yang Dongxu with a happy smile. Anyone who was not blind knew that they must be a couple, and they even had a child.

As the current star players of Barcelona, ​​Zidane and Ronaldinho must know who their boss is. Especially after entering the club, they not only met Yang Dongxu in person, but also experienced the turbulent period after the team was just reorganized. They knew a little about the iron fist of their boss.

So the little tiger head actually set a trap for Ronaldinho, and even Zidane, who had been listening without speaking, was a little moved, and subconsciously wanted to show his charm. Digging the corner of your boss is no different from seeking death.

"Did something happen that I don't know about?" Seeing Ronaldinho and Zidane pressing the little tiger head to the ground and "stroking" him in various ways, Yang Dongxu, who was standing next to him and cheering, walked over with a smile.

"This guy is too cunning, always playing tricks on people under the appearance of kindness." Zidane crawled out of the ground and said.

Although he had seen the iron fist of his boss, as a superstar, he did not have much fear of capitalists in his heart. Or foreigners live more casually and are not so submissive.

"What do you mean by cunning? It was you who wanted to meet Sister Zhou Ya, I just promised to introduce you." The little tiger head shouted unconvinced.

"You dare to say it." Xiao Luo, who was still pressing on the little tiger head, hit him a few more times, then got up from the ground with an embarrassed smile, and those big buck teeth looked particularly cute. He actually wanted to meet the boss's wife, this misunderstanding.

"I feel a little itchy after not seeing you for a while." Yang Dongxu narrowed his eyes and looked at the little tiger head.

He obviously didn't care about such a misunderstanding. Men always subconsciously pay more attention to beautiful women when they see them. It's human nature. If he cares about this, then don't ask Zhou Ya to go out in the future. After all, Zhou Ya's charm is too great, and any normal man will have some ideas.

"How about a fight?" Little Tiger got up from the ground and looked at Yang Dongxu eagerly without paying attention to the grass on his body.

Since he joined the football team, in addition to his usual technical training, he has never fallen behind in martial arts training. He even feels that his fighting power has soared a lot because of the crazy training.

He has been pressed to the ground by Yang Dongxu since he was a child, and it has almost become his obsession to defeat Yang Dongxu with force.

Of course, he hates Yang Dongxu, and he really wants to beat him up, because this guy always bullied him before.

But the relationship between the two is still one of their own. If Yang Dongxu loses later, he will let him go a little bit, so as not to let him, the big boss, lose face in front of the players.

"This is really floating." Yang Dongxu looked at Little Tiger and shook his shoulders subconsciously.

He was naturally happy to see Little Tiger challenge him. After all, he was a little itchy after not abusing this guy for a long time.

Because he has been busy with his career in recent years, it is a miracle that he has not regressed in martial arts in the eyes of Du Suo and others, and naturally there is no big progress.

So now, there is no need to think about fighting with Du Suo and Jie Chengwu. He is not a little tiger who would ask for abuse even though he knows he can't win. Not to mention Du Fei, this guy wants to teach him a lesson in the name of sparring, so that he can quickly practice his martial arts that are about to be abandoned.

"Do you dare to say a word?" The little tiger stiffened his neck.

After all, he is just an eighteen-year-old boy. Although he is more mature than his peers, he is still at the age where he wants to prove himself. Seeing Yang Dongxu, who is always arrogant and suppressing him, he will not let go if he has the chance to resist.

"Come on, today I will let you know why your uncle will always be your uncle. Don't cry later." Yang Dongxu took off his coat.

"You are so old, but you still have the same knowledge as a child." Zhou Ya took Yang Dongxu's coat with some amusement. This scene was often seen in Siheyuan Zhong before and it was not surprising.

"It's not certain who will cry." The little tiger snorted.

The two spoke in Chinese, so the people around were confused. Although because his boss is Chinese and Little Tiger is also Chinese.

The management of the team had some ideas and deliberately supplemented Chinese. The team members knew a few words because they were hanging out with Little Tiger. But Chinese is too profound and professional to learn, and others who only know two words naturally can't understand what they are saying.

But the two people seemed to be ready to fight, and it was not a fight, it was a bit like two boxers meeting and exchanging two moves. The onlookers were a little excited, the players applauded and whistled, and some management such as Old Porta were a little worried.

After all, in subjective cognition, the players who can run on the court are all physically strong and have great strength, and their leg strength is absolutely terrifying, while the management feels that they are a little hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and their strength is not at the same level.

But seeing that his boss looked relaxed, his boss's wife did not stop him, but held the child and made way back, so they naturally didn't say much and automatically made way for a space.

"Make way again." Yang Dongxu waved his hand and said this in English.

Have the onlookers stand aside instead of forming a circle.

Yang Dongxu, who took off his clothes, surprised many people. His figure is definitely the type that looks thin when dressed and muscular when undressed. In addition, his height is the same as that of the little tiger head. Although he does not have the muscle lines that the little tiger head often trains, he does not look weaker than the strong little tiger head when he stands anywhere.

Yang Dongxu's waving of his hand made the little tiger head jump in his heart, especially when he saw Yang Dongxu's half-smiley eyes, he had a bad premonition.

"I was just playing with you before, but you took it seriously. Obviously, I want you to see what real kung fu is. Seriously." Yang Dongxu said while moving his body.

"Who is afraid of who?" Although he had a bad premonition in his heart, he must not lose his momentum on the surface.

"He is going to fight quickly and take it easy." Du Fei, who had been standing next to him without saying anything, said.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Yang Dongxu glared at Du Fei unhappily.

Du Fei shrugged indifferently, while the tiger-headed boy looked at Du Fei gratefully. It was still his uncle who was kind to him and told him the evil plan of the guy in front of him.

This instantly increased his confidence, which was a little bit weak in his heart. Why should he fight quickly?

It was obviously because he was afraid of losing if he dragged it out too long!

As long as he could defend the attack in front, there would be great hope of victory.

Thinking of this, the tiger-headed boy's eyes began to be filled with the desire for victory. As for letting this guy go so that he would not embarrass his boss, he had temporarily forgotten it. Who made this guy so arrogant? He was named as having the same strength as himself, and he looked like he was the best in the world and could easily abuse him.

"It's coming." Yang Dongxu, who felt that his body was almost active, reminded him.

The tiger-headed boy tightened his muscles and took a defensive posture. Du Fei, who was standing next to him, shook his head.

What's the point of defense? Isn't it obvious that this is giving Yang Dongxu time to accumulate strength? Attacking is the right choice, okay?

Although Yang Dongxu, this lazy guy, has been living off his old capital in recent years, he has a really solid foundation. Only by attacking and using the crazy strength of a random punch to kill the master can there be a hope of winning.

Xiaohutou is obviously inexperienced in playing routines. After all, Yang Dongxu has also seen blood in special training in Russia. Wouldn't it be a shame to give him the first chance to attack? Xiaohutou's martial arts are not much higher than Yang Dongxu, and he can strike back.

"Hah!"

The fact is just as Du Fei thought. Seeing that Xiaohutou did not take the initiative to attack and defend. Yang Dongxu's original posture of preparing for the public changed instantly.

I don't know if it's an illusion or I really feel it. The onlookers felt that their boss instantly exuded a fierce aura, and this aura was still rising crazily.

Three seconds!

In just three seconds, Yang Dongxu's powerful aura reached its peak, and then it was like the gate of a reservoir on a high mountain opened instantly and pressed towards Xiaohutou.

Fast!

Very fast!

Everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and Yang Dongxu's figure crossed the distance between him and Xiaohutou.

The tiger head who was originally on high alert suddenly felt a tiger coming down the mountain and pounced on him. He subconsciously put his arms in front of his chest and made a defensive posture.

"I must find time to drag this kid to see blood. Most of his skills have been wasted due to lack of experience." Du Fei knew that he had lost when he saw the tiger head's action. He had already lost half of the game by defending without attacking. Now he was ready to face the loss of even the last hope of victory by not retreating.

The result was not beyond Du Fei's expectations.

Bang!

A heavy collision sounded, and then, in the incredible eyes of everyone, the tiger head who took a half step back with one leg and defended with all his strength on the ground flew backwards.

He really flew up, not gliding on the grass.

Suddenly, the side of the court was silent. Everyone saw the tiger head flying out and gliding for a distance after landing. Now he was at least hit by Yang Dongxu more than ten meters away.

Looking at the place where the tiger just stood, there are two deep gullies with the soil turned outward, which are obviously the traces left by the tiger's feet.

Looking at Yang Dongxu who seemed to be standing there calmly, his three views of Newtonian mechanics in the first half of his life completely collapsed. Is this really the power that can be exploded from the human body?

You know, the 186-cm-long tiger has 170 pounds of muscle and is as strong as a bull, but he was directly knocked away. This is the power of being hit by a speeding truck, right?

But that was a truck, and Yang Dongxu was obviously ten people!