Chat Groups in the Immortal Realm

These were all the reasons they often used, such as overseas competitions, foreign food, food, food, and so on. As such, their stomachs were not comfortable, and they didn't have the strength to fight on the field, and they didn't sit well on the plane or in a bad condition. What was even more infuriating was that they sometimes even said that there was a disparity in their education, so their performance wasn't good.    

    

He just wanted to ask why he didn't train diligently when he had time to find so many reasons. Other than playing sports cars all day, he would also play with women.    

    

This group of people only knew to enjoy themselves, not a single bit of national honor. Similarly, in Asia, the island nations and Korea were all running for their lives because of losing the ball, the players were all crying, and the collective apology was all for running for their lives at every minute on the football field.    

    

There was no harm if there was no comparison. When these players were shamelessly eating good food and drinking good food, driving a sports car to flirt with girls, the only ones who were sad were the Chinese. The Chinese also hoped that they would one day sit in front of a television and be proud of their National Football Team and cheer for their National Football Team.    

    

They thought that if they kept a low profile, they could come back and find an excuse. In fact, their countrymen had long since stopped paying attention to them and put on an act, but no one was willing to watch.    

    

"Alright then, I was feeling wronged. I thought we could go to first class, but I heard that the flight attendant of China Airlines is even prettier." Ann Sudong felt a little regretful.    

    

Fann Xi and the others were all disappointed. They had finally gotten to the plane, but they had not enjoyed the best seats yet.    

    

Wang Weijie sweated. He thought that this group of people would argue and change his contract, but luckily they still had a bit of a moral bottom line, so he didn't make himself look bad.    

    

Pah pah pah …    

    

Wang Weijie clapped his hands, "Alright, everyone stay alert, we will be boarding the plane soon.    

    

Country M, the world's most developed country, was known as the leader of the technology for a century. In fact, everyone in the world was well aware that this country had instigated a century of war in this world. This country rose from war to war, developed in war, and constantly used war to consolidate its position as a hegemon.    

    

The plane landed at the airport in New York City, where they would rest for a day and take a bus to the Los Angeles Workers' Stadium the next day. Because it was a world-class league, the big sports plaza in almost every city in the country was being broadcasted.    

    

After arriving in New York, as the babysitter of this time's trip abroad, Wang Weijie naturally booked a hotel and brought a group of people to enter.    

    

"Mr Ann, I remember that you said before that you would take your mother on a trip abroad. This is a good opportunity, why didn't you see Auntie here?" Wang Weijie sat beside Ann Sudong.    

    

It was getting late, so Fann Xi did not know where he went. Ah Niu and the others stayed in the room, but the two of them sat by the water fountain outside the hotel, watching the people entering and exiting the hotel.    

    

Ann Sudong turned his head to look at him, "Who said my mother wouldn't come?"    

    

"Huh?" Wang Weijie looked around, but he did not see anyone.    

    

Ann Sudong indifferently swept a glance over him, "My mom is here with Hong Yingyue. He is probably packing his luggage right now, so he will immediately fly to Los Angeles early tomorrow morning."    

    

"So that's how it is." Wang Weijie laughed: "Mr Ann, I have something to ask you."    

    

"What?" Ann Sudong tilted his head.    

    

"How much confidence do you have in qualifying for the World Series?" Wang Weijie looked at him.    

    

"Huh?"    

    

Ann Sudong laughed, "Of course it's not only to enter the preliminaries, we still have to pass the group stages. The top sixteen, the top eight, the top four, and finally the finals."    

    

"Really?" Wang Weijie never thought that Ann Sudong would actually have such a grand dream, and he couldn't help but become excited.    

    

"Are these people fools?"    

    

"Seems like it. They actually want to enter the finals. Don't they know what level of trash the Chinese team is?"    

    

"..."    

    

A group of island players walked over. Beside them was a man wearing a black suit and sunglasses, he was the translator for these island players. He had already translated Ann Sudong's words to Wang Weijie.    

    

"What did they say?" Wang Weijie also noticed this group of people, his face was filled with confusion, he did not know what they were talking about.    

    

Wang Weijie did not understand, but that did not mean that Ann Sudong did not understand. Back then, he had gone to the Island Nation and killed a large number of their ninjas.    

    

"They call us trash." Ann Sudong turned his head and made a translation.    

    

"What!" Wang Weijie stood up and walked over with big strides, "Damn it, you are the trash. Trash among trash, coming here would only pollute the environment."    

    

"What did he say?" Kojiro looked at Wang Weijie and asked the translator.    

    

Kojiro was 1.85 meters, with golden hair. There was a scar at the corner of his eyes, making him look very domineering, "Tell me, what did he say?"    

    

The translator looked at Wang Weijie with a helpless expression and said, "Kojiro, he called everyone trash."    

    

"Eight!"    

    

Kojiro was enraged, he extended his hand to hit him, but he was stopped by his companion and his translator.    

    

"Kojiro, you have to be calm at this time. Fighting before the tournament is very likely to stop." The translator was sweating profusely.    

    

Wang Weijie fearlessly asked, "Why are you holding him back?"    

    

"A duel?" Wang Weijie rolled up his sleeves and stretched his neck a few times, "Come on, you dead trash, you only know how to speak ill of others behind their backs, do you really think I can't understand?    

    

"You're crazy!" The translator pushed Wang Weijie away and said, "Do you know that this is a member of the island nation's team, and you still dare to be so arrogant?"    

    

"I know. Just by hearing the language of this man, I can tell what's wrong with the team. How awesome is that?" Wang Weijie roared.    

    

"Also, I'll have to trouble you to speak politely. What's the big deal."    

    

"What did he say …" Kojiro dragged his translator.    

    

The translator raised his hand and said a few words to him in the national language of the island, implying that he would handle this matter.    

    

"You're from the Chinese team?" The first sentence of the translator was filled with disdain, "Only you people dare to say such words. A group of trash teams has never been qualified for the preliminaries."    

    

"Oh …" He raised his hand and tapped Ann Sudong's chest, "I'm very happy to tell you this, the list of contestants for the preliminaries has come out. You just happen to have a competition with our Peninsula Team, and the time tomorrow afternoon Los Angeles will be waiting for your performance."    

    

"Ten to zero!"    

    

"Ten to zero!"    

    

"Haha …"    

    

A group of island players gestured in lame Chinese, "Ten to zero!"