Geheimagent Wind Boy

Kapitel 117

"Really? Hehe, hehe." Tian Xiri thought to herself that it was all thanks to those ten thousand taels. Just as she thought of this, she heard her fourth brother, Fu Jin, laugh and say, "Fifth sister, don't listen to Nalan's nonsense. He's just teasing you. The one who just fainted has a heart condition and will faint for no reason at any time."

Upon hearing this, Xi Ri scratched his head sheepishly, "Oh, I see. Second Brother wouldn't lie to me like that, knowing I'd get arrogant."

Nalan threw his head back and laughed loudly.

Third Brother's gaze, however, was fixed on the distance. Xi Ri followed his gaze and saw Long Ming staring at her. Suddenly, her eyes darkened. For the past few days, she had been practicing Cuju (ancient Chinese football) with her brothers, and she hadn't seen him once. She didn't know when he had returned, nor why he hadn't come to see her.

At this moment, her third brother deliberately blocked her way and said to her, "When you go on stage later, don't clash with anyone. Dodge if you can, avoid if you can. Remember, don't get hurt."

She looked up and smiled, secretly dispelling the gloom in her heart, not letting him see the slightest hint of it, and said with a smile, "Third Brother, why don't you just say it directly? Fifth Sister, you can stand aside. This competition doesn't need you!"

Minglu shook his head and chuckled, patting her on the head and saying, "Naughty."

She continued laughing, touching the top of her head, and said with feigned dissatisfaction, "Third Brother, I'm not trying to be mean, but don't you know that hitting someone on the head too often can make them stupid? I'm so smart, what if you hit me and made me stupid? Can you afford to compensate me? Fourth Brother, don't you agree?"

Fu Jin immediately said, "I'm telling you, Minglu, why do you keep patting Fifth Sister's head? If you're going to pat someone, pat their butt..."

The fourth brother didn't say anything aloud, immediately falling silent. Everyone felt awkward for a moment, then burst into laughter. At that moment, the eldest brother, Xi'en, walked over, a smug look on his face, presumably having won the first ball.

With a sudden burst of drums and gongs, the competition was about to begin.

As the drums stopped, the crowd dispersed. Tian Xiri, having already spotted the right spot, swiftly grabbed Long Ming's arm. Long Ming turned around, saw it was her, and gave a mocking smile, whispering, "You think this will stop me?" Just as she saw Tian Xiri's eyes widen, she suddenly felt Long Ming's body sway slightly, and the arm inexplicably slipped from her grasp. No way... Xiri stared at her hand in disbelief. It had just been broken off?! What to do now? The plan to pull someone away was useless. She had thought she could at least bully one of them, but now that was out of the question.

She looked up at Zhao Zhengqi, but that wouldn't do. Then she looked at the rugged Xu Fanda, but that wouldn't do either. There was another person on the other side, but she didn't recognize him, and he didn't look like someone to be trifled with either. Could it be that only Suo Ge was left? Seeing her third brother and Suo Ge blocking each other and neither giving way, she felt that there was no room for her to intervene.

I'd still go with Longming; he seems a bit easier to bully.

Xi Ri ran up to Long Ming again, but Long Ming dodged as soon as she saw her, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone. Xi Ri couldn't stop her at all.

Feeling frustrated, she was further fueled by her competitive spirit, and then she kept... blocking, dodging, blocking, dodging... She blocked! Block! Block! He dodged! Dodged! Dodged!...

At this moment, Fu Jin called out from behind, "Fifth Sister, move aside."

She instinctively dodged to the side, and her fourth brother blocked Long Ming's path as she was carrying the rattan ball. Unexpectedly, Ning Xiang suddenly appeared in front of Fu Jin. Just then, Xi Ri was greatly surprised to see Ning Xiang rush towards Fu Jin without regard for anything. Her fourth brother instinctively dodged, and Ning Xiang missed her target, but Long Ming had already passed by! Fortunately, her second brother suddenly appeared and blocked Long Ming's path.

Seeing Ningxiang lunge at her fourth brother, Xiri was utterly shocked! She thought pulling him away was the limit, but she hadn't expected Princess Ningxiang to have this skill up her sleeve! She was far inferior. Xiri sighed inwardly; it seemed... her fourth brother was completely smitten by Ningxiang.

And she...

Her gaze swept across the center of the field, searching for her target, Long Ming! She couldn't give up; she was determined to keep a close watch on Long Ming!

The match was extremely intense, with tackles, leg sweeps, surprise attacks, and even pounces (a move Ningxiang used against Fu Jin), as well as chases (also a move Ningxiang used against Fu Jin), making it much more dangerous than she had imagined.

She heard women outside the arena chanting Long Ming's name in unison, and men calling out Suo Ge, Xi En, Ming Lu, and Fu Jin's names. Suddenly, she even heard someone call her own name. No way... A sudden surge of pressure washed over her.

Why did she feel like she was just a burden? The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. Watching Long Ming effortlessly show off, striking various poses while dribbling and scoring, constantly earning applause and screams, her expression grew increasingly serious. With a determined heart, she charged forward again, this time without hesitation, heading straight for Long Ming. Suddenly, she grabbed Long Ming's arm, refusing to let go, refusing to let go even at the cost of her life!

Long Ming struggled several times but couldn't break free. Helpless, he could only smile wryly at her smug expression and say, "If you keep doing this, the referee will raise the black and red stick."

The black and red sticks were meant to disqualify her from the game, but Xi Ri suddenly let go, and Long Ming smiled and gracefully left.

Xi Ri glanced nervously at the referee on the sidelines, only to see the referee's gaze slightly darting away, as if he had noticed her looking at him, and his face flushed slightly. Seeing this, Xi Ri suddenly became bolder and charged towards Long Ming again.

After several rounds of play, both sides scored, and the score was close. Tian Xiri, who was exhausted and somewhat lost, glanced at Ningxiang, who was also panting and unable to run, and gave a wry smile. She couldn't do anything here. Her movements and speed were now like a tortoise, and she couldn't keep up with Long Ming anymore. She should just wait by the goal. Maybe she would get lucky.

Panting and staggering, Tian Xiri made his way to the goal on Soge's side. Here... Undeterred, he waited patiently for his prey to come to him!

Why is the match taking so long? Isn't it over yet? She was almost at her limit, bending over and breathing heavily. Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the sepak takraw ball flying towards the goal beside her. Her heart leaped with excitement; she thought she'd just noticed the score was tied, making this ball crucial.

We must get in! We must get in!

The woman in red dodged aside with lightning speed, seemingly about to evade her block. At that moment, she had only one thought: to protect the rattan ball. She couldn't let the other woman touch it. She was reckless, and as the other woman dodged, she keenly sensed the direction of her movement and reacted swiftly. But the other woman was too fast, and she missed, landing heavily on the ground. Just as she felt excruciating pain and utter dejection, she heard a strange scream and gasp. She instinctively looked up and suddenly realized… there was a pair of eyes staring at her. Those eyes were as black as the depths of midnight, devoid of any light, stagnant and calm, yet they inexplicably frightened her… Her heart skipped a beat; she recognized the man as Suo Ge… Her gaze instinctively darted away, but then she caught a glimpse of his red… underpants, and his hand tightly gripped his red outer trousers, which were about to slip off his hips… And the soft touch in her hand... His mind went blank for a moment.

Just then, the referee shouted, "The game is over! The green team wins by one goal!"

Just now, the sepak takraw ball rolled slowly toward the goal. The referee stared intently at the ball, his eyes wide, until he confirmed it had gone into the goal. He grinned and shouted, "Match over! The green team wins by one goal!"

On the field, the renowned beauty, Miss Tian, was prostrate at the feet of Prince Xi, her hand tightly gripping his trouser leg. Prince Xi, meanwhile, was holding up his waistband, which had been forcibly removed, revealing part of his red underpants... The referee, still somewhat bewildered, subconsciously wondered if this was Prince Xi's year of birth sign.

At this moment, everyone on and off the field stared blankly at the scene where the red underpants were forced to be exposed to the air, which was very strange.

No one dared to breathe loudly.

On stage, Wanyan Gena expressed his surprise by making the shape of a duck egg with his mouth.

From the audience, Fu Jin expressed his astonishment with his round eyes.

Outside the arena, the women maintained a brief moment of silence with twitching eyes and mouths.

The players on the field remained frozen in place for a moment, still in shock.

Someone let out a not-so-loud scream! Upon closer inspection, it was the head eunuch beside the emperor, who had covered his eyes but deliberately left a gap between his fingers to peek at the red underwear.

A person who was neither male nor female was the first to erupt, immediately inciting a large group of refined young ladies present. Then, chaos erupted throughout Ju City. Exclamations and screams rose and fell.

However, everyone in the room had already returned to normal.

The moment his pants were ripped off, Soge's first reaction was to grab them and let them fall uncontrollably. His belt came undone and slid to the ground. The silk belt was silent, but to him it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, leaving his mind blank for a moment.

He had never felt anything like this before, not even when the enemy's warm blood splattered on his face on the battlefield. He didn't know if it was anger or shame. He just stared at the woman lying on the ground, looking up at him with complicated emotions. Her gaze, which was first confused, then surprised, and finally turned into a daze, made him realize that there were some things and some people that he would never forget in his life. It was like a thorn that had unexpectedly and deeply pierced his heart, and could not be pulled out or erased.

He suddenly closed his eyes, trying to control the chaotic emotions in his heart. He then opened them again, trying to remain calm but still somewhat powerless, and said, "Let go. How long do you intend to hold on?"

Tian Xiri's mind finally started working, and he slowly loosened his seemingly rusty knuckles and let go of his trouser leg.

Soge calmly fastened her belt. Her face was icy, revealing no other emotion. She stood upright in the arena from beginning to end, showing no sign of panic or fleeing. This made those who had been watching them feel embarrassed.

She was helped up, her mind still hazy. Someone was saying something in her ear, but she couldn't hear a word. All she could see was Suoge's red underwear and the lingering sensation in her hands. A thought flashed through her mind like lightning: she ripped off Suoge's pants! She ripped off Suoge's pants! ... She fell backward!