Chapter 337: Stadium Incident
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the autumn wind is bleak, and the bright moonlight shining on the corn and rice fields creates a unique artistic conception, beautiful yet soft.

However, despite such a beautiful night scene, there was no one at the scene. Even if you paid close attention, you could see that they all had their own thoughts in their minds.

Watching those murderous figures leave, a member of the Cobert family finally couldn't bear it anymore and slowly walked up to Cobert.

"Grandfather, those blood descendants don't consider us as their own family at all. They use us as tools. There is no need for us to please them too much!"

A trace of dissatisfaction appeared on the man's face. In such a large Cobert family, there are only two lucky ones who have been chosen to become blood descendants. For such a huge Cobert family, it is too few!
Compared to the contributions they have made, it is totally disproportionate!

"Oh, sooner or later our Cobert family will all join the blood clan. It's just a matter of time. Integrating into the Eternal Night is our chance. All of our family's businesses must move closer to the Yongye Group. We want to become the largest family within the Eternal Night Group!"

"Eternal Night?"

A puzzled look appeared on the man's face. Although he did not quite understand why the vampires established the Evernight Company, after all, what was the use of wealth when they had great power and eternal life?
For him who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, wealth is of no use!

But now his grandfather said that everything depended on the eternal night, which forced him to think deeply.

"...Heh, if you are so impatient and want to become a blood descendant, then I can make the decision and give the next spot to you!"

"..."

The man fell silent for a moment. For a man who is an elite of the Cobert family, his target is not just an ordinary blood descendant. You know, blood descendants have different levels. His target is a third-generation blood descendant!
"Do you think they don't know what we're thinking? Do you think Faso will let us stand on their heads so easily?"

Cobert chuckled, and his words made the man look surprised. Obviously, he heard the meaning of his grandfather's words.

Compared to the goals of his three generations of blood descendants, his grandfather's target is most likely the legendary blood clan elder!
"The only thing we have to do is to help Yongye with all our strength, integrate into Yongye, let those ancestors see it, and even let the legendary Blood God see it. When Yongye stands at the top of the world, we will surely become the most powerful branch of the blood clan, and perhaps even the master of this world!"

Cobert spread his hands, his eyes shining, and he was even intoxicated in his own fantasy. The Cobert members around him all showed excitement.

……

(Whistle blowing sound!)
"Go! Knock that guy down hard!"

"Come on Clark!"

"Fuck off, kill them, fuck off!"

The entire audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers and shouts, looking at the rugby game going on below with enthusiasm and excitement in their eyes.

Pete shouted Clark's name frantically. What could be more exciting than seeing his good friend playing the sport that American men most desire!

Chloe on the side seemed much calmer than Pete. Usually, she would only look nervous when Clark collided head-on with others. In most cases, she liked to look at the audience in the auditorium, looking for the business that interested her.

Finally, her eyes lit up and she noticed a figure suddenly appearing not far from the audience seats.

Jonathan Kent sat in the audience, staring at his son's figure running across the field. Unlike the expectant or excited eyes of others, his face was full of nervousness and worry, and his eyes followed Clark's figure closely.

Fortunately, until now, Clark has not shown any unusual behavior. Jonathan Kent can only cheer him up in his heart. God knows how he will react when he learns that Clark is participating in football.

You know, those special police officers have not left the town of Smallville yet. He is naturally worried that his son will attract their attention. He knows the American government too well!
Soon, the fledgling Clark was targeted by the football players. In a short while, Clark, who caught the football, frantically rushed to the side of the curve, but there were three football players surrounding him.

Clark, who had not received much systematic training, was soon surrounded by several people. One of them rushed in first and knocked him to the ground, and the other three pressed him down like a pyramid.

Looking at the situation on the scene, the students in the audience showed surprised expressions. Jonathan Kent hurriedly walked down from his seat, calling Clark's name while walking quickly towards the center of the field.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the trick involved.

But soon, after the referee, who was also the football team coach, said that there was no foul, Jonathan Kent reluctantly returned to his seat. As the game continued, Clark lost one after another, which made him look pale. Jonathan Kent, who saw all this, was anxious in his heart but had no way to deal with it.

Being intercepted and knocked to the ground again, Clark looked at Lana in the audience in panic. Seeing Lana's face full of worry, he felt frustrated.

Without using his super powers, he would have been no match for these experienced football players, and he had become the breakthrough point for his own team.

"Fuck! Clark, what are you doing? Look at what you have done!" The coach outside the court was yelling and cursing, which made Clark's already depressed heart even more frustrated. Soon, he was forced off the court by the male coach. Looking at the man with an angry face, Clark lowered his head in dejection.

boom!
The man pushed the boy in front of him hard. His heart was filled with anger. He pointed at Clark with one finger and cursed loudly.

"Why are you so useless? It's fine if you keep getting blocked, but you can't do it yourself. Why do you still want to catch the ball? I really don't know why I let you join the team!"

The harsh words made Clark feel confused. It was not until Pete and others arrived that the madly abusive man gradually stopped.

"Coach, what right do you have to scold Clark like that? How long has he been on the football team before you pulled him up to win the game?"

Pete, who was standing by, naturally couldn't stand it and stood up to speak for his friend. However, he was greeted with an angry glare from his coach. Somehow, looking at the coach who was glaring at him with anger on his face, he seemed to see a burning flame, which made Pete subconsciously shrink his neck.

"Coach, I think you are really too hard on Clark!"

Even Lana, who had just arrived, couldn't help but say this. However, in response to their questioning, the man sneered disdainfully and glared at Clark fiercely.

"I'm reprimanding my students, why are you meddling in other people's business? If everyone is as tolerant as you, then is there any need for our school's football team to participate in the game?"

With a cold look on his face, he glanced at the group of students surrounding him one by one, silencing them one by one.

“My son is quitting the football team!”

Jonathan Kent said loudly as he walked over, glaring at the man angrily, completely unafraid.

Even facing the questioning of the other parent, the man was not at all confused. He looked unconcerned and looked at Clark meaningfully: "Why, Clark, do you think so too? You also want to be a coward and a loser, right?"

"Don't target my son!"

Jonathan Kent's tone instantly rose two degrees. He could see the true intention of the man in front of him. This guy was deliberately trying to make trouble for Clark.

"Oh, sir, Clark is already an adult. It's up to him to decide whether to stay or go, not you, right?"

"you!"

Looking at the calm and fearless man Meng, Jonathan Kent felt so angry that his teeth itched, and Pete and others around him were helpless.

Clark himself had a conflicted look on his face. He didn't even dare to look at Lana who was standing on the other side. He could feel Lana's concerned gaze, which made his original idea of ​​quitting the football team come to an abrupt end. He wanted to prove himself in front of the person he secretly loved.

"Hey, coach, I also think that your actions are a bit too extreme. After all, Clark has just joined the basketball team not long ago, right?"

Another voice sounded, however, just as the man was about to refute, his expression suddenly changed when he saw the other party's figure, and then he walked up with a bright smile on his face.

"Lin? Haha, I don't mean to target Clark. I still admire him, but do you know that our school's official competition is about to begin? If Clark is in this state, it will make me question whether I will let him continue to participate in the competition!"

He was not at all arrogant as he was when talking to Lana and the others. He explained patiently with a smile on his face.

Looking at the coach who was full of flattery towards Lin Jue, Pete on the side secretly gave Lin Jue a thumbs up.

Chloe's face lit up and she picked up the camera and started filming.

As for Lana, she looked at Lin Jue with some strangeness as he asked the coach to repeatedly assure him that he would not be too harsh on Clark while chatting and laughing.

"you are?"

Looking at Lin Jue who was striding towards him with a somewhat different Asian appearance, Jonathan Kent was stunned. He didn't recognize the man walking in front of him at all.

"Hello, I guess you are Mr. Jonathan. I am Clark's friend. My name is Lin Jue. Nice to meet you!"

Looking at Lin Jue, who had a warm smile and gentle temperament, Jonathan could not find any fault with him. In fact, he had just helped his son, so he quickly reached out and shook hands with Lin Jue.

(End of this chapter)