Zhang Weifeng left.

Randy stood in front of the small door on the side of the arena, without any extra words, just watching the wounded man leave. Zhang Weifeng kept turning back and waved his hand. The seemingly indifferent appearance had already soaked Randy's eyes with tears.

I left like this, and I left simply.

Without ceremony, no one to send, no luggage, Zhang Weifeng left freely.

He knew in his heart that he would never return to this place. Instead of loving it, it would be better to leave without any worries.

Randy looked at the back of the old man who looked like the one who was drooling, and couldn't help feeling sad: I wonder if I will leave like this in the future.

Without too many goodbye words, Zhang Weifeng left a sentence: "Play well and don't act irritably."

Randy did not answer, but nodded to him. He was no longer the child who had to live under Zhang Weifeng's wings. He had been in the league for a year and had already known how to protect himself and how to gain a foothold. At this time, he also had the courage to take a try and let everyone know him.

Take a try not only for yourself, but also for the dream of continuing this iron-like man.

Dream? Dream! How easy it is!

It suddenly started raining in the sky, covering its eyes, and Randy slowly turned around.

This year did not seem as calm as it was on the surface.

It's raining?

When he left the stadium, Zhang Weifeng suddenly didn't know what to do. Over the years, he had no spare time except playing games and training.

The pace of life that had lasted for so many years was suddenly broken, which was really difficult to adapt. He could also feel his decadence, reach out to take out the cigarette in his pocket and stuff it into his mouth.

When I reached out and pointed, I was immediately extinguished by the rain. When I tapped it, I was extinguished again.

As he walked, Zhang Weifeng suddenly shouted in silence: "MD, don't let me smoke a cigarette, damn God."

The rain became more and more urgent, just like God responding to Zhang Weifeng's scolding.

The rain wet his shoulders, then his body, until he was soaked.

Zhang Weifeng just wanted to walk like this. He needed to think carefully and think clearly about how he would live in the future. Who knew that the weather was not good. As the rain got heavier, the road was already filled with water vapor and could no longer see the road ahead.

Even though he was decadent, Zhang Weifeng would not joke about his body. He felt the pain of raindrops falling on his face, and he couldn't help but look around.

It was already early morning, and there were very few lights around the arena.

The rain washed the ground over and over again, and the water vapor was so strong that Zhang Weifeng felt that his eyes began to blur. His body was cold and he began to speed up his pace. And there was the exit in front, which was as bright as neon. He knew that it was a downtown city, and perhaps there was a place to shelter from the rain.

"Chi~Chi~Chi~Chi~Chi~Bang~~" When Zhang Weifeng was dazed into the downtown area, there was a sudden burst of car sound in his ears, followed by a crackling sound of brakes. However, because there was too much rain on the ground, it was no longer possible for the other party to brake.

Because of my nervousness, my mind became clear in an instant. Then I felt like my body was falling apart, and the pain pierced into my bone marrow, and I became dizzy.

When Zhang Weifeng lost consciousness, he was still unwilling to accept it: "Fuck, it's over, I must not scold God in the future."

It is because people are doing what they see, and even if Zhang Weifeng regrets it, it is too late. The successive bad luck has made Zhang Weifeng feel decadent.

In fact, it is good to leave early. Zhang Weifeng's mind was like a flash, and then he closed his eyes tightly.
Chapter completed!