Chapter 337: Stadium Trouble

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the autumn wind was bleak, and the bright moonlight shining on the corn and rice fields had a unique artistic conception, beautiful and soft.

However, there was no one at the scene of such a beautiful night scene. Even if you pay attention, you can see that they all have their own thoughts in their hearts.

Watching the figures full of murderous intent leave, a member of the Cobert family finally couldn't help but walk slowly to Cobert.

"Grandfather, those blood descendants don't regard us as their own family at all. They use us as tools. We don't need to please them too much!"

The man showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face. In such a large Cobert family, there are only two lucky people who have been selected to become blood descendants. For the huge Cobert family, it is too few!

Compared with the contributions they have made, it is completely disproportionate!

"Hehe, sooner or later, all of our Cobert family will join the blood clan. It's just a matter of time. Integrating into the Eternal Night is our opportunity. All the companies in the family must move closer to the Yongye Group. We want to become the largest family in the Eternal Night Group!"

"Eternal Night?"

The man showed doubts on his face. Although he didn't quite understand the behavior of the vampire blood clan to create the Eternal Night Company, after all, with powerful power and eternal life, what is the use of wealth?

For him who has enjoyed a golden spoon since birth, wealth is the most useless!

But now his grandfather said that everything depends on the Eternal Night, which forced him to fall into deep thought.

"... Hehe, if you are so impatient and want to become a blood descendant, then I can decide the next spot and give it to you!"

"..."

The man was silent for a moment. For an elite of the Cobert family, his goal is not just an ordinary blood descendant. You know, blood descendants have levels. His goal is the third generation of blood descendants!

"Do you think they don't know what we're thinking? Do you think Fasuo will let us easily stand on their heads?"

Cobert chuckled, and his words also made the man look surprised. Obviously, he heard the meaning of his grandfather's words.

Compared with the goal of his three generations of blood descendants, his grandfather's goal is likely to be the legendary elder of the blood clan!

"The only thing we have to do is to do our best to help Yongye, integrate into Yongye, let those ancestors see, and even let the legendary blood god see, when Yongye stands at the top of the world, we will definitely become the most powerful branch of the blood clan, and maybe even the master of this world!"

Cobert spread his hands, his eyes shining, and the whole person was even intoxicated in his fantasy, and the surrounding Cobert members all showed excitement.

...

(The sound of a whistle!)

"Go! Knock that guy down!"

"Come on Clark!"

"Fuck them, fuck them!"

The whole audience burst into cheers and shouts, and their eyes were full of enthusiasm and excitement as they watched the football game going on below.

Pete shouted Clark's name frantically. What could be more exciting than seeing his friend playing the sport that American men most yearn for?

Chloe, who was standing by, looked much calmer than Pete. Generally, she would only look nervous when Clark collided head-on with others. In most cases, she liked to look at the audience in the audience, looking for the business that interested her.

Finally, her eyes lit up and she noticed a figure that suddenly appeared not far from the audience.

Jonathan Kent sat in the audience, staring at his son's figure running through the grass field. Unlike the expectant or excited eyes of others, he was full of nervousness and worry, and his eyes followed Clark's figure closely.

Fortunately, Clark has not shown any unusual behavior until now. Jonathan Kent can only cheer him up secretly in his heart. God knows how he will react when he learns that Clark is participating in football.

You know, those special police officers have not left the town of Smallville yet. He is naturally worried that his son will attract their attention. He knows this American government too well!

Soon, the fledgling Clark was targeted by the football players. In a short while, Clark, who caught the football, frantically inserted into the side of the curve, but there were three football players who surrounded others.

Clark, who had not undergone a lot of systematic training, was soon surrounded by several people. As one person rushed in first and knocked him to the ground, the other three pressed him down like a stack of monks.

Looking at the situation on the scene, the students in the audience showed surprised eyes one after another, and Jonathan Kent hurriedly walked down from his seat, calling Clark's name while walking quickly towards the field.

Anyone with a discerning eye could detect the tricks contained in this.

But soon, after the referee, who was also the football team coach, said that there was no foul, Jonathan Kent reluctantly returned to his seat. As the game continued, Clark lost one after another, which made him look a little pale. Jonathan Kent, who saw all this, was anxious but had no way to deal with it.

After being intercepted and knocked to the ground again, Clark looked at Lana in the audience in a panic. Seeing Lana's worried face, he was full of frustration.

Without using superpowers, he could not compete with these experienced football players at all. He had become the breakthrough point of his own team.

"Fuck! Clark, what are you doing? Look at what you have done!"

The coach outside the field shouted loudly, which made Clark's already depressed heart even more frustrated. Soon, he was forced off the field by the male coach. Looking at the angry man, Clark lowered his head decadently.

Bang!

After pushing the boy in front of him hard, the man was full of anger. He pointed at Clark with one hand and cursed loudly.

"Why are you so useless? It's fine if you are blocked one after another. You can't do it yourself. Why do you still want to catch the ball? I really don't know why I let you join the team!"

The harsh words made Clark's heart full of hesitation. It was not until Pete and others arrived that the man who was cursing crazily gradually stopped.

"Coach, why do you curse Clark like this? How long has he joined the football team before you pulled him up to win the game?"

Pete on the side naturally couldn't stand it and stood up to speak for his friend. However, what greeted him was the coach's angry glare. Somehow, he looked at the coach who was staring at him with anger on his face, as if he saw a burning flame, which made Pete shrink his neck subconsciously.

"Coach, I think you are really too harsh on Clark!"

Even Lana, who had just arrived, couldn't help but say this. However, in the face of their questioning, the man sneered disdainfully and glared at Clark fiercely.

"I scolded my students, why do you mind my business? If everyone is as tolerant as you, then is there any need for our school's football team to participate in the game?"

With a cold look on his face, he glanced at the group of students surrounding him one by one, and silenced them one by one.

"My son will quit the football team!"

Jonathan Kent said loudly as he walked over. He stared at the man angrily, not afraid at all.

Even in the face of the questioning of the other party's parents, the man was not confused at all. He looked indifferent, but looked at Clark meaningfully: "Why, Clark, do you think so too? You also want to be a coward and a loser, right?"

"Don't target my son!"

Jonathan Kent's tone instantly rose by two degrees. How could he not see the real intention of the man in front of him? This guy was deliberately punishing Clark.

"Hey, sir, Clark is already an adult. His stay or departure should be decided by himself, not by you, right?"

"You!"

Looking at the calm and fearless man Meng, Jonathan Kent felt angry, and Pete and others around him were helpless.

Clark himself was tangled. He didn't even dare to look at Lana standing on the other side. He could feel Lana's concerned eyes, which made him stop thinking about quitting the football team. He wanted to prove himself in front of the person he secretly loved.

"Hey, coach, I also think your behavior is a bit too extreme. After all, Clark has just joined the basketball team, right?"

Another voice sounded, but just as the man was about to refute, he saw the other person's figure and his face suddenly changed, and then he greeted him with a bright smile on his face.

"Lin? Haha, I don't mean to target Clark. I still admire him, but do you know that our school's official competition is about to start? If Clark is in this state, it will make me question whether I will let him continue to participate in the competition!"

He explained with a smile and patience, without any arrogance when talking to Lana and others.

Looking at the coach who was full of flattery to Lin Jue, Pete on the side quietly gave Lin Jue a thumbs up.

Chloe's eyebrows lit up and picked up the camera to start filming.

As for Lana, she looked at Lin Jue with some strangeness, who made the coach repeatedly promise that he would not be too harsh on Clark during the conversation.

"Who are you?"

Looking at Lin Jue's different Asian appearance walking in big strides, Jonathan Kent was stunned. He didn't recognize the man walking in front of him at all.

"Hello, I guess you are Mr. Jonathan. I am Clark's friend, my name is Lin Jue, nice to meet you!"

Looking at Lin Jue with a warm smile and gentle temperament, Jonathan couldn't find any fault with him. He even reached out his hand and shook hands with Lin Jue because he had just helped his son.