Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 441: 440 Falling from the Sky Chapter 441: 440 Falling from the Sky The scene was on the verge of chaos.

Security personnel linked arms and shoulders, drenched in sweat, facing the relentless surge of the crowd and finding themselves in an unsustainable predicament, teetering dangerously on the brink of collapse.

But where was Li Wei?

Having already left the stadium, why did Li Wei return?

Was it really because of that female fan?

Li Wei’s gaze didn’t even glance in that direction; instead, he focused on the opposite side, desperately trying to control the situation, repeatedly urging the crowd to regain their senses.

It was in vain.

In the restless noise of the entire venue, Li Wei’s voice simply couldn’t carry.

He could only manage a small group of fans, attempting to calm everyone down.

The effect was minimal.

Security personnel quickly stepped forward, trying to pull Li Wei away, but their voices could not reach him.

They had no choice but to physically intervene.

However, facing the tall and strong Li Wei, the normally robust security staff suddenly seemed timid and shy, unable to sway him, which made them start to sweat.

Seeing that the situation was about to spiral out of control, Li Wei had no time to explain.

He broke free from the grasp of the security personnel, stepped forward, and forcefully parted the crowd, in the dense and swirling mass, finding a young creature trapped between the legs—

A little boy, maybe five, six, or at most seven years old, with dark brown curly hair wetly sticking to his forehead, his cheeks flushed red, his eyes filled with panic and fear, staring wide-eyed, their focus innocently and confusedly scattering.

It was clear, he was terrified.

Li Wei had glimpsed this figure by chance, and his first reaction was to think he had seen wrong.

Returning to confirm this, he immediately realized the worst congestions and even potential stampede incidents were unfolding in the surging crowd.

Li Wei knew that his continued presence might incite the crowd even more, potentially exacerbating the situation; but if he turned a blind eye, no one knew what would happen to that little boy.@@novelbin@@

In such situations, not just children, but even adults would feel helpless and insignificant, at risk of tragedy if they were not careful.

So, Li Wei returned and reached out his hand.

A pull, a tug.

Li Wei scooped the little boy into his arms, forcibly dragging him out from the layers of people.

Then, the crowd closed back in, pressing together again, the hot, stifling air hitting them, suffocating.

Not just the little boy, even Li Wei himself instinctively held his breath until they cleared the crowd, only then gasping for air deeply.

Surviving a disaster.

Only then did the surrounding fans and security personnel finally understand what was happening.

The noise and commotion noticeably subsided a bit, everyone holding their breath, their expressions revealing unease as they anxiously looked at the little boy.

The little boy still hadn’t come to his senses, standing helplessly like a puppet, his eyes unfocused, with a bit of unease, a bit of fear, a bit of panic, but completely unaware of what had happened to him.

Li Wei helped the little boy wipe the sweat from his forehead, not saying much, just gently patting his back, offering his shoulder for the boy to lean on, trying to calm his panic and fear.

Then.

The boy looked into Li Wei’s eyes, his clear and bright eyes conveying a sense of peace, like the North Star guiding him through the fog and out of the chaos, the world that was spinning dizzying finally finding its center again.

Slightly stunned.

The little boy burst into Li Wei’s embrace, crying out “wow,” as if he had suffered the greatest injustice, releasing all his emotions.

It was heartrending.

Li Wei, too, had his heart in his throat.

If he had not noticed, no one knew what could have happened to this child.

He didn’t say much, just gently patted the boy’s back, enveloping him gently like a harbor, letting all that grievance, all that fear, all that confusion turn into tears and flow out.

After all, being able to cry it out was a good thing.

This scene made the surrounding fans quietly settle down, including that female fan who was showing herself off.

Everyone, feeling awkward and panicky, stared at Li Wei and the little boy, fumbling to help but unsure of how to begin.

In such a moment, there was still an untimely voice that shattered the silence—

“Li Wei, give me an autograph.”

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What was the timing, and someone still fancied an autograph from Li Wei?

Damn it!

Li Wei ignored it, looking down at the little child weeping bitterly and helplessly in his arms, his heart slightly tightening.

He thought, perhaps in Li Yi’s eyes, he was still a child, no matter if he was thirty or forty years old or however many achievements he had on the field, he was still a child, one who needed to take care of, protect, and support himself.

Parents are always so contradictory.

On one hand, they hope their children grow up quickly, spreading their wings to fly to their own sky; on the other hand, they always refuse to let go, always cautiously using their own wings to shield their children from the wind and rain.

Involuntarily, Li Wei gently exhaled a breath.

“Hey, rookie.

Sign an autograph.”

“Why the big star act, it’s just an autograph, why put on airs?

That kid isn’t hurt, what are you dilly-dallying for?”

“You’re not waiting to pose for the camera, are you?”

“Jesus Christ, no need to make a face.

It’s not the end of the world.”

Babble, babble.

Noisy and malicious, the sarcastic remarks made the surrounding players furrow their brows.

The basketball court’s relatively confined space amplified the fans’ cutting remarks, and although some fans tried to shush the noise, this direct confrontation only excited the person more, chirping non-stop.

Such human noise.

Li Wei still paid no attention, he could feel the little boy’s shoulders quivering lightly, and he gently patted him, settling the little guy down.

Then, Li Wei finally lifted his head and looked in the direction of the noises.

Those calm eyes had no undulations, no emotions, no colors, only a deep darkness, as if staring at a lifeless, worthless stone, instantly squeezing the throat of that fan, swallowing down the words that had reached his lips.

Not just him.

Other surrounding fans, too, saw Li Wei’s eyes, each involuntarily swallowing, usually seeing Li Wei harmlessly smiling, utterly scholarly, completely unlike a football player’s posture; now, a single glance sufficed to awaken everyone’s worst nightmares—

How could they forget, the man before them was a demon king that made professional football players tremble, their thin arms and legs might not withstand even a single move.

What to do?

The air, slight stiff.

The noisy black man, who had been incessantly jabbering a second ago, suddenly zipped his lips, closed his mouth, shrunk his shoulders, and tried his best to minimize his presence.

He initially thought that, in public, Li Wei would care about his image and wouldn’t dare make a move, but unexpectedly, he caught a hint of a murderous look in Li Wei’s eyes, and every word got stuck in his throat.

Even security personnel noticed the subtle atmosphere and became alert.

As the atmosphere grew completely stagnant, and the heartbeats stopped, Li Wei revealed a smile.

“Hey, I’m not Ates, and this isn’t the Auburn Mountain Palace, no need to tremble in fear.”

One second, two seconds—

Collective laughter.