Damn it!
Rivers clenched his fist, biting down hard on his tongue, the taste of blood filling his mouth.
Ultimately, stopped in his tracks!
He lifted his head and looked around, taking in the red and blue figures.
Out of breath, drenched in sweat.
Clash of blades, close combat.
Whether Kansas City Chiefs or Los Angeles Chargers, both exerted their fullest in this wave of offense and defense, refusing to yield an inch in the face-to-face confrontation—
So, should it be said that the Kansas City Chiefs Defense withstood the impact better, or that the Los Angeles Chargers Offensive group failed themselves at the critical moment?
Damn!
Rivers stood up, immediately spotting Li Wei at the edge of the field.
That guy stood there nonchalantly, noticing Rivers' gaze, he spread his hands open, lightly shrugged, slightly helpless.
"What a pity." He said.
It's a pity, Kansas City Chiefs had already eased up, but the Los Angeles Chargers couldn't seize the opportunity.
