Did he kick him? He actually kicked him?
Hey, hey, why are you spitting blood? You're way too convincing as an actor. How can the ball be on fire?
Lin Dong, standing on the field, was instantly dumbfounded. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
At the Milan International League, Lin Dong was kicking out one kung fu football move after another, with smoke billowing from every shot.
Then he took a look at the other players, who were playing rough.
No honor at all! We agreed to play soccer, so why are you pulling out knives?
Watch Lin Dong kick one cutie after another, smash the opposing goal, and make them kneel and call him Grandpa.
Just call me Kung Fu Lin.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
