I'm a part-time killer during the summer vacation, you let me participate in the Olympics

Chapter 77 How many next generations can you have in your life?

As soon as Wang Xiaoming said this, the whole place fell silent.

Nakamura and Nishikawa, who were living a peaceful life, were obviously shocked and there was a hint of panic in their eyes.

But soon, the two of them adjusted themselves because Coach Nishikawa whispered something in Nakamura's ear.

"Don't worry, all the cameras in the venue have blind spots, and nothing unexpected will happen!"

After hearing what Nishikawa said, Nakamura finally felt relieved. After all, if someone caught him doing this, he would be in big trouble.

I'm afraid my life is about to end.

He didn't want to lose his job as a top reporter at such a young age.

I have to take care of both the elderly and the children at home!

"Ming Jun, if you have evidence, please bring it out. Don't make up stories here!"

Obviously, Xichuan knew a lot about Chinese culture, as idioms came out of his mouth one after another.

The players behind him all supported their coach.

Everyone was shouting and pointing at Wang Xiaoming, but no one dared to step forward.

After all, they are still somewhat afraid of Wang Xiaoming in their hearts.

No matter how strong a person appears on the surface, the cowardice in his bones is indelible.

"That's right, the coach is right. Mr. Ming, please show us the evidence!"

"If there is no evidence, this is slander against our Great Sakura. We demand an apology from you!"

"That is, if you apologize, we want it, we want it."

Seeing the cowardly looks on their faces, Wang Xiaoming was amused: "Is that what we want?"

A few contestants hesitated for a long time and finally squeezed out a few words.

"We will reserve the right to pursue legal action against you!"

Big Head, who had been secretly sad behind him, slowly walked out and came to Wang Xiaoming.

"Brother Ming, forget it. I know you're standing up for me, but it's not worth it. It's just a racket. What if you..."

Before he could finish his words, Wang Xiaoming stopped him from continuing.

This touched Datou very much. He had only known Mingge for less than a day, but he was willing to do this for him.

Think about Wang Xiaoming's current identity, an Olympic genius, countless gold medals, and someone who almost won the swimming Grand Slam.

He was actually willing to take the risk of being criticized by countless people and stand up to speak for himself.

He felt that if it were someone else, they would definitely protect themselves!
This might be the reason why I admired him so much the first time I saw him.

Datou firmly believed what Wang Xiaoming said that he knew who did it.

Maybe Brother Ming did see who did it, but so what?

In the tense situation of the Olympics, even if you saw it with your own eyes, it is of no use without evidence.

Instead, the other party will seize on this point and make a big fuss about it.

At the very least, it's a personal apology.

If it is big, it will involve the national aspect.

In that case, even if Ming Ge has countless honors, they will all be gone in an instant.

He didn't want to see Wang Xiaoming's entire career ruined just because of his racket.

So he quickly stood up, hoping that Wang Xiaoming would let the matter go.

"Brother Ming, forget it. I can just give up this term. There's always the next one!"

Datou hoped that this would convince Wang Xiaoming, and many people around him who heard this also nodded.

After all, the Olympics generally strive for stability and harmony. As long as it's not a big deal, the authorities hope to minimize it.

However, Wang Xiaoming's words made Datou stunned, and not just Datou.

All those who were trying to persuade Wang Xiaoming to give up were also stunned.

All he could hear was Wang Xiaoming patting Datou on the shoulder and saying earnestly, "How many nexts can you have in your lifetime?"

"How many can I have in my lifetime?"

“Next term.”

At this moment, Datou only felt as if there was something extra in his mind, which flashed by, but he couldn't catch it.

Oh yeah, did I grow a brain?

"Pa!" Big Head slapped himself. At such a serious moment, he was actually thinking about his own thoughts.

Many athletes at the scene fell into deep thought because of this sentence.

Ma Long, the captain of the table tennis team who will be retiring soon, also pinched his chin.

Then he strode forward and came to Wang Xiaoming's side.

"Wang Xiaoming, don't worry, I will always stand by your side. Big Head, we will definitely seek justice for you!"

At this moment, everyone no longer had the attitude of making a big deal out of a small matter.

In their minds, there was only one thought at this moment, to seek justice for Datou!
Kill these bastards in front of you.

"So, Xiao Ming, do you have evidence?"

Ma Long looked at Wang Xiaoming and said.

Wang Xiaoming smiled at him, and without saying anything more, he pulled his good brother Zhang Wei aside.

“I really didn’t see anything.”

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xichuan on the other side: "You didn't see anything, how dare you conclude that it was us? This is slander, slander, I must sue you."

Wang Xiaoming was in a very bad mood because he was interrupted. Just a stern look from him made Xichuan shut up immediately.

Nishikawa didn't understand why he should shut up, since the other party was just a contestant.

So what if he has very good grades, so what if he wins the Grand Slam.

But why am I so weak?
This man's eyes looked as if he wanted to kill me.
Seeing that Xichuan stopped talking, Wang Xiaoming continued.

"I didn't see anything, but my brother did!"

“Yes, I saw that.”

Hearing this, Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at Wang Xiaoming with a puzzled look.

what?
I, I saw it, what did I see?
However, based on the principle of supporting his good brothers throughout his life, Zhang Wei raised his head and straightened his chest.

With a look of high spirits, he said, "Yes, what Ming Ge said is absolutely right. I saw it all!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the cameras in the venue surrounded Zhang Wei.

For a moment, Zhang Wei felt as if he was the center of the world. This feeling was indescribable.

"Yes, it's me, it's me. I'm Wang Xiaoming's good brother. My name is Zhang Wei, and I live in Wutong Community, Linjiang City, Huaxia."

The group of people on the opposite side, including Xiao Rizi, panicked instantly.

Xichuan looked at Zhang Wei and asked cautiously: "So, Mr. Wei, what did you see?"

Zhang Wei, who was still immersed in the flash lights, stopped suddenly when he heard Xichuan's question.

"Forehead"

Helplessly, he could only look to Wang Xiaoming for help: "Brother Ming, what did I see?"

(End of this chapter)