Jiang Wan frowned slightly and turned her head to look at the man.
Captain of the Myanmar team, Aung Kyaw.
A name popped up in Jiang Wan's mind, and she felt a little more cautious.
The malice in his eyes was as if Jiang Wan had done something like killing his father and stealing his wife.
Jiang Wan felt a little puzzled, not understanding why he had such a strong grudge against her. The hatred in his eyes seemed to be dripping out.
Ang Jue's heart was filled with hatred. He walked forward aggressively, pulled Mata behind him, and said in a cold voice:
"It's you, it's you! I've been looking for you for so long, and you actually dared to show up here? You did something wrong and didn't hide it, but you're still out there. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Aung Kyaw looked at the camera not far away and resisted the urge to swear, but he now represented the image of the entire Myanmar. If it were not for this, he would definitely have taken action now.
Although he didn't do anything, his flamboyant tone wasn't very nice, and coupled with his ferocious expression, he looked like he could scare a three-year-old child to tears.
When Qi'an saw Angjue's expression, a hint of displeasure appeared on his face. He took a step forward to Jiang Wan and confronted Angjue invisibly.
"What do you want to see your father for?"
Jiang Wan leaned against Qi'an, looking nonchalant, and spoke bluntly.
She wasn't so cowardly as to be able to respond nicely to someone being treated so rudely. She was kind enough not to curse at anyone.
When being questioned by Ang Jue, Jiang Wan deliberately recalled in her mind whether she had done anything to offend him.
But this was the first time I met Aung Kyaw. I had only seen them a few times in the live broadcast of the qualifiers before, but the Myanmar team was too cowardly. They were like Voldemort from beginning to end, and they didn't get much screen time.
Although I have been to Myanmar before, I have never dealt with any good people.
Could it be that he is a fish that has slipped through the net of the King of Hell?
Thinking of this, Jiang Wan narrowed her eyes slightly, and a dangerous aura spread around her body.
Qi An lowered his head slightly and saw Jiang Wan ready to strike. He turned slightly to help her block the camera.
"What did you say!"
Ang Jue was almost broken down by Jiang Wan's question "Why are you looking for your father?". There were bloodshot eyes and even tears could be seen faintly.
When Jiang Wan saw Ang Jue's expression, her fist, which was ready to strike, relaxed slightly, and she felt a little surprised.
Huh? She didn't say anything. Why is she about to cry?
Could it be that he also suffers from tear incontinence?
Jiang Wan was stunned. Professor Shi stood beside her and looked at Ang Jue. "Captain Ang Jue, do you have any misunderstandings about our team members?"
Ang Jue suppressed the sob in his throat and said in a low voice, "Misunderstanding? Haha, China is really amazing. Letting the murderer get away with it? Is this the style of a great country?"
murderer?
Jiang Wan was very confused. Who did he kill?
Even in the underworld, she sticks to her original intention, fearing that it will affect her children's future civil service exams.
"Does it have a mouth?"
Jiang Wan changed the subject so quickly that Ang Jue almost sprained his waist. He was shocked and confused, but he didn't say anything and looked at Jiang Wan warily.
"If you have a mouth, speak up. If you have something to say, say it clearly. You're babbleining coded words. Are you afraid we'll understand?"
Ang Jue finally understood what she meant. It turned out that she was mocking him. How could this woman have such a vicious tongue!
"You! Don't you feel any pangs in your conscience after doing something wrong? Do you need me to tell you what you did?"
Jiang Wan's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a mosquito. Is this Ang Jue a man at all? He speaks so slowly and it makes people anxious.
"You can say it or not, but if someone like you were put into a tormenting novel, you'd be tortured eight hundred times, with no words to speak. Donate your mouth to those in need."
Jiang Wan rolled her eyes and was about to take a seat with her teammates. Ang Jue's chest was heaving with anger. She clenched her fists and then lowered them again. She suppressed the rage in her heart and didn't want to hit Jiang Wan in the face with her fists.
It’s not because of anything else, but mainly because the organizing committee stipulates that if anyone fights outside the competition venue, the participant will be disqualified immediately.
No matter what, they had finally passed the qualifiers. It would be too embarrassing if they were disqualified and sent back home in disgrace without even playing in the Asian League.
The Burmese people would probably just drown themselves with spit.
Another reason is that this is China's territory. If he takes action, he will suffer losses. Instead of getting revenge, he will lose money. That would be a huge loss.
It doesn’t matter. We still have to go to the competition. If you have anything to say, we can talk on the field.
It’s not allowed to kill someone, but what can we do if we really kill someone?
"Hey! Why are you stopping me? I told you I came to the league just for my goddess!"
Marta was very unhappy. Because of this idiot, she didn't even get to say a word to Jiang Wan. Seeing Jiang Wan sitting far away on the other side of the stands, she was almost anxious to death.
But Ang Jue's grip was so strong that she couldn't break free at all.
After all, she and Jiang Wan are from two different camps. Although they are not enemies, they are rivals.
Woohoo! I finally had a chance to come into contact with the goddess, but this guy ruined it!
Ang Jue's thoughts were interrupted and his face looked very ugly.
Seeing Marta's eager look, he became even more furious.
"Don't you know who you are? You're from the Myanmar team! So? Why don't you just renounce your Myanmar citizenship and join the Chinese nationality?"
Marta's eyes lit up. "Huh? Is there such a good thing? But Chinese citizenship is so hard to obtain. I've thought of many ways, and the fastest one is to obtain Taiwanese citizenship first, and then wait to return to the embrace of the mainland."
Ang Jue: ???
You really thought about it, kid!
Is the next step to be treason?
Angjue shook off Marta's hand. He really couldn't communicate with this woman.
If the Mata tribe had not suddenly received a huge investment, the Myanmar government would not have allowed her to participate in the qualifiers to increase her exposure and attract tourists.
There's nothing I can do. It's really too much.
Marta rubbed her wrist which was hurt by being grabbed, made a face at Ang Jue's angry figure, and then ran towards Jiang Wan without any courtesy.
She doesn't care! Today she wants to get intimate with the goddess!
Jiang Wan was sitting in the stands thinking, glancing at Ang Jue out of the corner of her eye.
Ang Jue was also staring at her, his gaze undisguised, as if he wanted to eat Jiang Wan alive.
If looks could kill, Jiang Wan would have been executed by Ang Jue by now.
Jiang Wan still couldn't figure out why Ang Jue was so hostile to her. Apart from being abusive, she would even help the old ladies on the street. How could she become a murderer?
Could it be that he was scolded to death by himself?
Jiang Wan looked Ang Jue up and down and felt vaguely familiar with him, as if she had seen him somewhere, but she couldn't remember where.
Jiang Wan was trying hard to recall when suddenly someone hugged her arm and a sweet voice rang in her ears:
"Sister Goddess~ I really miss you so much~"
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