Chapter 458: Cursing and Exposing People's Shortcomings
After a while, Hans' face was filled with joy: "It really doesn't hurt anymore!"
After saying that, he wanted to stand up.
Xiao Peng held him down, "Let Bal hold you. Although your ankle dislocation isn't serious and has been reset, it doesn't mean you'll be able to jump around right away. You can only walk moderately after a while of rest. You'll need three or four days before you can walk normally. You can apply hot compresses when you get home. Unfortunately, we don't have acupuncture, but it's okay if I don't give you acupuncture."
"Isn't this amazing?" Hans moved his ankle and exclaimed after making sure there was no big problem.
Xiao Peng waved to Bal: "Alright, help Hans back!"
Bal said apologetically, "Xiao, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you just now."
"People misunderstand me every day. Just now on the Hohenzollern Bridge, someone mistook me for a locksmith!" Xiao Peng said happily.
"Xiao, you're really great!" Clara hugged Xiao Peng and kissed him hard on the face.
This made Xiao Peng a little embarrassed: "It's okay. People should have some ability to make a living, right?"
Tiltie blinked: "Are you a doctor?"
Xiao Peng said helplessly, "Just now you said I was a locksmith! I said I was making a living on the sea."
"Are you the ship's doctor?" Tilti continued to ask.
Xiao Peng was completely helpless: "Alright, alright, stop being a curious baby and help Hans go back to rest. Otherwise, no more uncultured people will mess with him!"
"Who are you saying has no manners?" Hans, who kicked the man, shouted.
Xiao Peng glanced at him and said, "No wonder Germany lost to Spain 6-0... German players are now studying how to kick people instead of playing the ball!"
"What did you say?" Not to mention Hans, all the other players who were playing football glared at Xiao Peng after hearing this.
There's a saying: "Football is a game played by 22 players, and the last German to win is Germany." German football has always been known for its toughness and stability. They often win by a wide margin, but rarely do they collapse by such a large margin. And yet, a month ago, they let Spain down 6-0.
This was the biggest defeat in Germany's history since the invention of football. Mentioning the "6:0" incident on a German football field is basically the same as shouting "Demacia" at the premiere of the "World of Warcraft" movie.
Tierti was shocked when she saw this scene. She whispered to Xiao Peng, "Xiao, apologize quickly! You've caused a big disaster!"
Xiao Peng looked at the people glaring at him, but he wasn't nervous at all. "Why should I apologize? They dared to lose, but they don't dare let people talk about it? Whether they mention this score or not, it will be written into football history. Oh, not mentioning it means they never lost? What kind of nonsense is that?"
Someone nearby shouted, "Damn! Do you Chinese have football? What right do you have to criticize German football?"
Xiao Peng said, "That's right, our Chinese football is indeed not good, but so what? Just because you can play football, does that mean you are the best in the world? Let's compare comprehensive sports. Go to the Olympics and take a stroll. If you, Germany, can catch up to half of our medal count, you will win! Besides, your football is not invincible. 6:0! 6:0!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone threw the football at him. Xiao Peng caught the football with one hand and said, "Are you angry because of shame?" He kicked the football in his hand directly away.
He certainly couldn't kick a ball, but he could still kick it with all his strength. With a bang, the ball flew out and disappeared from everyone's sight.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Are you kicking the ball? Are you launching a missile? The ball flew out of sight with this kick! And what's wrong with this guy's hands? He caught the ball just now, and he caught it again this time!
Seeing everyone quiet down, Xiao Peng sighed: "It's okay if comprehensive sports are not good, but if German football is only capable of kicking people like today, then Germany will be completely finished in the future!"
Xiao Peng had initially stunned everyone, but someone scoffed at his words: "Hey, when it comes to 'Kung Fu Football' we're not as good as you Chinese. After all, we have you to thank for it. The Germans don't want to see the French win the World Cup in Germany!"
Now it was Xiao Peng's turn to be speechless.
This person was referring to the 2006 World Cup in Germany. Before the tournament began, France played a warm-up match against China. In this match, the then-promising French striker Cisse was kicked in the leg by a Chinese player and had to say goodbye to the World Cup. They lost the World Cup final 5-3 to Italy. To this day, the French are resentful of the Chinese, believing that their loss was due to Cisse's injury.
"That's right, that's why our Chinese football is so bad, because we only attack people instead of playing the ball properly." Xiao Peng said, "Luckily, we're good at diving, gymnastics, table tennis, badminton, shooting, weightlifting... What? Do you want me to count?"
At this moment, Hans, the one who had kicked the man, suddenly sneered, "Fortunately, we Germans still have one thing we're good at! We're good at fighting!"
After he finished speaking, he kicked Xiao Peng directly. Maybe because he had been playing football for many years, the kick with his right leg was fast and fierce.
But when it came to Xiao Peng, that wasn't enough! Xiao Peng grabbed his leg with his left hand, then stretched out his leg and gently kicked his supporting foot. With a scream, Hans' legs formed a V-shape and he did a huge split.
The men next to him felt a chill in their crotches when they saw this. This must be bullshit!
"Hans!" His companion saw that Hans was injured and rushed towards Xiao Peng directly, this time with a head-on kick!
The front kick is the easiest kick to defend, and there are countless ways to defend it, but Xiao Peng chose the most "despicable" way of defense: he dodged the kick and grabbed the opponent's ankle, then stretched out and kicked his supporting foot at the same time. Only a scream was heard, and another "V-shaped" split appeared.
At this time, the third person also came over. Instead of kicking, this person punched Xiao Peng in the face. Xiao Peng just tilted his head to avoid the punch, but his next move was speechless: he stretched out his leg and swept it, and the guy who punched him did another "split".
The first one was a coincidence, the second one was luck, and the third one was intentional. Tildy coughed twice and asked, "Xiao, you're not a pervert, are you? Do you like to bullshit so much?"
Xiao Peng was also a little embarrassed. "Don't worry if you laugh at me, a few days ago I went skiing for the first time in my life, and then I did a split. It hurt me for several days. I wish all men in the world could experience this pain. Hey, do you guys plan to stand here all day or have a good fight?"
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