Speaking of this, the team leader didn't want to say more. As for Cana, he agreed very much and nodded: "yes, skiing is a thing that pays attention to talent."

Their own athletes are self registered and selected internally. For countries with perennial snow, they choose the fastest and best skater?

Let alone how easy the job is.

The two people who stopped talking for a while both picked up their own timers.

Looking at the team getting closer and closer to the finish line, the expression on his face became more and more satisfied.

"Ha ha, the difficulty of this track is simpler than we thought. This time, there will be a fierce competition for field skiing and Nordic events."

"And my friend, your talented athlete will shine in this competition!"

Yes, with their Canadian athletes behind them, Gu Zheng, who only crossed the line again in more than a minute, is already an excellent Asian player in the eyes of the Canadian team leader.

While the two groups of people were planning to continue their greetings, the form of the venue suddenly changed dramatically.

Just when the two groups of people stopped their skateboards, untied the snow mirror in the safe track area, put down their walking sticks and planned to have a short and friendly hug, a group of people rushed down from the deserted path in the wild mountain area of the official track they had just slid down.

This group of people and horses glided very fast, and the goal was to come straight in the direction of Gu Zheng and the other three best Canadian players.

Along with it was the rather poor acting of the people who rushed down from the team.

From hundreds of meters away, they roared with exaggeration and danced like clowns... Gu Zheng, who was used to seeing more wonderful performances, scoffed.

That is, the talent of kimchi country will be so exaggerated in this case. Gu Zheng doesn't believe it. You can't stop a sliding Snowboard within such a long braking distance?

The big Canadian players who want to come here also think so. After taking a casual look at the clowns, Soros opposite opens his warm arms towards Gu Zheng and plans to give each other a farewell hug, so that he can quickly return to his coach's snowmobile and bring himself a cup of sincere hot cocoa.

But who would have thought that Gu Zheng and Soros were wrong.

Those savages who came out suddenly seemed to just come and roar, and they had no intention to slow down for half a minute.

The snowsticks of one of them were thrown into the air under his large shaking, and the position they rushed to happened to be in the safety buffer zone where Gu Zheng and Soros were about to hug together.

At this time, if you still don't notice the wrong, the IQ of Gu Zheng and Soros will be too worrying.

But the high-speed sliding in the snow is so fast that it is no longer possible for the two old men to take corresponding protective actions after they separate each other's arms.

Now they can only look at each other in horror and make the most basic human emergency response action.

Soros does this, holding his head, bending his knees and raising his legs. This is a standard snow protection action, which is one of the most appropriate actions when people can react.

It can minimize the impact damage and protect the key parts of the body from being cut by the other party's snowboard and other sharp edge equipment.

It is a very correct emergency response.

But what about Gu Zheng?

At this time, he made the most unwise move... He couldn't even make a raw melon head.

The shy looking young man turned around boldly and poked his snowstick from left to right. He was just with a group of fast-moving torpedo shells.

"It's over!" Soros murmured to himself. The Chinese young man he had just met was about to be pulled into the hospital. In the upcoming field skiing competition, he would lose a very friendly opponent.

His career as a skier, however, had to end abruptly because of the accident.

Because under the impact of this speed, I'm afraid the ribs, leg bones and related ligaments of the young man who was hit by the group will be rolled and crushed.

Soros, whose heart was aching, had no mind to think about other things after a dark shadow shrouded his head, because his tragedy... Would catch up immediately.

Friend, we can only manage our own affairs. Please ask for your own blessings.

With a faint sadness in his heart, Soros subconsciously looked at the dazzling sun set off by the snow. He thought that he might not be able to see it tomorrow... More and more dark shadows shrouded over his head were in a moment... Disappeared with a sad howling sound.

Eh?

What happened?

Can it be said that I stimulated special functions in the case of crisis, but in fact, I am a superhero with space barriers?

When Soros blankly touched his unharmed body and looked around so blankly that he forgot to keep the self-help action, he saw a tall and majestic figure standing in front of him.

It was Gu Zheng, his new friend Gu Zheng, the man from the magical country called China, who stood in front of him and resisted the impact that should have been borne by him.

And what about the unlucky child who was going to hit him?

Soros slowly raised his head... And twisted it around his neck properly... And then he saw behind him.

After a loud bang, a figure that was thrown up from the air and slid down quickly fell heavily seven or eight meters behind Soros. The whole person was buried in the snow, motionless... I don't know whether he was alive or dead.

This made Soros, who saw this scene, couldn't help but keep up with an extremely exaggerated exclamation: "Oh!! Oh!!"

Then, at another moment when he turned his head to observe the unlucky guy behind him, Gu Zheng, who was standing in front of him like a barrier... There were more powerful "bang bang" impact sounds.

Like a boxer of weight level, he uses his greatest strength to hammer awesome sandbags to practice.

It was this sound that made Soros, who heard it, turn his head back to Gu Zheng.

The speed is as uncontrollable as the audience outside a table tennis game.

What the hell happened?

Soros, who stood behind the hero Gu Zheng, saw nothing, but the body of the striking man, which was as bright as fireworks, was with incomplete beauty.

Some of the skis on their feet flew and some didn't.

Their leg posture, which presents a strange multi angle shape, indicates the location and direction of their fractures.

Whether their breasts are sunken shows whether their ribs are safe or not.

The weak snow equipment on their faces has laid a perfect excuse for them to have cosmetic surgery several times in the future.

But Gu Zheng, the culprit of all this, just stood in the middle of two groups of people with a quiet attitude... As stable as Mount Tai.

Cut off contact between what he wanted to protect and the people he wanted to deal with.

His cold and stiff face hidden behind the snow mirror ski cap well expressed his dissatisfaction and anger at this time.

Through the collision with this group of gangsters just now, Gu Zheng can draw a conclusion.

These accident makers are all local people from kimchi country.

The emergence of these people had to make Gu Zheng think about many possibilities.

How can there be such a large number of so-called tourists in the snow field that has been closed to the outside world?

The gangs of these tourists, that is, the wild roads opened by skiers in general snow fields, are not generally high.

Can you successfully cross this deserted field track, but there is an accident in the last section of the safest and smoothest road?

If it's not intentional, don't even three-year-old children believe it?

Gu Zheng's face is getting bluer and bluer when he thinks of this. No one dares to provoke him like today.

If Gu Zheng faced up to the tough guy, he could praise a real man. He really met him for the first time because of such a clumsy means of treating people all over the world as fools.

It's disgusting.

Gu Zheng, who was burning with anger, didn't intend to bear it.

In the frightened eyes of the two team leaders who hurried to check the situation, he began to kill the four sides.

"Comrade, are you all right?"

"Oh! Ah!"

With Gu Zheng's next action, the perpetrators who had been hit by Gu Zheng were treated inhumanely for the second time.

They were either pulled out of the snow with Gu Zheng's kind head like a radish, or their raised little feet were ruthlessly found and carried out by Gu Zheng, and then they were dragged out of the snow by Gu Zheng unscrupulously, a long trace like transporting corpses at the crime scene.

Let those injured who have already fainted wake up again and feel the taste of being killed by others.

Gu Zheng, who made this evil move, was smiling, gentle and graceful.

Like a natural aristocrat, he makes all cruel actions so... Aesthetic.

This made a large group of leaders, assistants and official staff of kimchi country who came here later. Gu Zheng was shocked that he didn't dare to move forward half a step.

However, the so-called "tourists" who made trouble quietly moved to one place, ignored the screams in the mouths of these people, and the abusive Gu Zheng started the next work on his own.

He is using a very strange way to place these immovable perpetrators who are more or less decorated.

Put their bodies into an extremely regular pile of people.

What should I say about the shape after the swing?

Standing directly opposite, the leader of the Chinese team with a wider field of vision subconsciously touched his chin and said a frightening word that even he listened to: "this looks like a living version of the corpse view?"

There are many people on the base and few people on the upper layer. The head is placed in a mound shape and rises steadily.

If these people with wide mouths and screams are automatically replaced with a state that they can't shout out

The leader of the Chinese team shivered directly, and then began to run crazy in the direction of Gu Zheng.

While running, the team leader shouted loudly in his hometown dialect: "ganhazi, brother Gu Zheng, you should calm down!"

"Genocide is no longer popular now!"

We can't let our simple international friends see this very fashionable problem left over by history.

Unfortunately, the leader of the Chinese team really thought too much. After Gu Zheng just made a demonstration with evil taste, he took back his devil like smile, looked at the circle of people who tried to crush him just now, and said the following words with the volume that everyone in the field could hear.

"According to the regulations of the international ski resort, after the collision between the two skiing parties, the skier in the rear position will be fully responsible."

"According to the corresponding compensation provisions, in addition to the part of insurance, it also involves personal and spiritual compensation."

"I think you must have taken this part of the factors into account when you ski on the wild."

"Then let's take the official compensation path. I will notify the corresponding departments to recover a fair compensation for myself."

"Soros?"

Gu Zheng suddenly made such a turn, and the reminded Canadian team member replied, "yes!"

"Do you appeal yourself or follow me?"

Soros, who suddenly felt that he was still useful, showed his teeth and patted his chest to Gu Zheng with great excitement: "I'll do it myself!"

"We are the same disaster of two countries. I have to let these people go bankrupt with me."

"You know, the taxes I have to pay for the rest of my life can be paid entirely by their compensation."

Oh, hey, this is tough enough. This Soros seems stupid, but he's actually a good owner.

Gu Zheng was very satisfied with each other's performance, and the decision to advance and retreat made the two team leaders achieve the same goal in an instant.

Get him a grandson!

These people from kimchi country are not authentic.

Always do things in such a place that is not on the table.

It's like rubbing the spirit of fair and just sports under your feet repeatedly. The so-called is just a medal full of vanity and ugliness.

This is one of the most shameless countries in sports competition.