Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1164: The Edge of Losing Control
"professor!"

"professor!"

The roaring, howling, and shouting at the top of one's lungs continued to roar loudly.

Levi's action of stopping made the small group of people in front of him lose their minds, and even the crowds on both sides began to crowd towards the middle.

The iron railings were under such tremendous pressure that one could almost hear them groaning.

Situation, crisis.

Levi knew that in a situation like this, if he wasn't careful, things might get out of control; but as long as he left, the crowd's enthusiasm would slowly subside.

The point is, is it too late? Is it too late for the child to escape?
Would anyone else be able to notice the danger to that child?

There was no time to hesitate, Levi waved to the security guards on both sides.

But the security personnel obviously didn't understand what was going on and couldn't read Levi's eyes. The noise from all directions was swallowing up Levi's voice.

That's too late.

Levi walked straight forward and made a push:

"Back off!"

"Back off!"

Levi shouted at the fanatical fans, looking into their eyes, expressing the same meaning with words and gestures, trying to wake them up.

The spectators standing at the front of the railing were the first to react because they themselves were on the verge of suffocation and urgently needed to breathe some fresh air. They began to push the railing back.

However, the ant shakes the tree.

The endless flow of power behind them continued to surge, and relying solely on the power of these people was far from enough.

On the side, Mahomes and Kelce were the first to understand what Levi meant.

Mahomes stepped forward, and even though he didn't see the child and didn't understand what Levi had discovered, he joined Levi and used gestures and voice to call on people to step back and help maintain order.

Kelce, Hardman and others joined in one by one, and the fanatical fans finally regained some of their senses. More and more people began to step back and create space.

Finally, Levi saw the little guy again in the dense crowd. He was curled up into a ball, completely swallowed up by the surging crowd. He was terrified at this time, and his eyes were dull as he swayed left and right in the crowd.

Damn it!

Levi took a step forward, put his upper body over the railing, grabbed the little guy's arms, pulled him hard, and held him tightly in his arms.

“…Levi!”

Hardman noticed the crowd. Not everyone understood what was going on. The crowd, who could not see the situation ahead, continued to crowd forward. A powerful force suddenly rushed towards Levi with its fangs and claws.

A wave of heat came crashing down on me.

Levi lost his balance and the world began to spin, causing him to fall backwards.

Levi subconsciously curled up his body, landing on his back to cushion the force, and held the little guy tightly in his arms to relieve all the strength.

Kelsey and the others were all panicked and swarmed over.

"Rookie?"

"Rookie, are you okay?"

Levi quickly raised his hand and waved, "It's okay, I'm fine, don't worry."

What we need to worry about now is this little guy in front of us.

The young face was flushed red, the messy hair was stuck to the face due to sweat, and the eyes looked around anxiously and moved randomly, unable to find the focus.

Levi patted him on the back gently, "It's okay, it's okay now, you're safe."

The little one seemed to finally come to his senses and burst into tears.

Knowing how to vent and ask for help, this is a good thing, it means he has finally come back to life. Levi took the little one into his arms, and the little one buried his head in his shoulder and cried loudly, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances and vented them all out at once.

Levi understood, how could he not feel aggrieved? He just came to support his idol, but he didn't expect to escape death and almost fell into darkness completely.

Levi patted the little guy's back gently to help him calm down.

Beside them, Mahomes and the others all breathed a sigh of relief and broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, looking at the tiny thing in Levi's arms who looked like a kitten, they were still frightened and their legs went weak.

Finally, the little one calmed down a little, carefully raised his head from his arms, and glanced at Levi.

Levi also breathed a sigh of relief, "Hey, I'm Levi, nice to meet you."

The little guy mumbled something, but he didn't know how to respond. In the end, he just squeezed out two syllables, "Adam."

Levi raised his chin slightly, "Adam? Your name is Adam?"

The little one nodded gently.

Levi looked down at the Liverpool jersey on the little guy and couldn't help laughing, "Adam, do you know why we came to Wembley today?"

The little one raised his eyes, "American football. Levi, I know you."

Levi's eyes widened, a smile crawling onto the corners of his mouth, "Oh, it's my honor."

"Adam, Adam..."

Amid the buzzing noise of the crowd, there were panicked voices. Among the frightened figures, a man could be seen rushing out in a sweat and a dishevel. He stared at the little guy intently and pulled him into his arms.

Levi naturally let go.

"Oh, God, God, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let go of your hand."

At this moment, the man's mind was completely on the child and he had no time to care about anything else.

Levi didn't mind, he stood up and waved to Mahomes and the others.

The Kansas City Chiefs players immediately swarmed over and started asking questions.

"Are you OK?"

"Are you sure? The situation just now was really dangerous."

Wembley was still bustling, but because of this unexpected little episode, the Kansas City Chiefs did not linger at the door for too long and went straight into the stadium to adapt to the venue, hoping that no more accidents would happen.

By the time Andrew-Lee came to his senses, Levi and his team had already left. Even the fanatical fans who had gathered at the entrance of Wembley were dispersing and entering the stadium one after another to watch the Kansas City Chiefs' next adaptive training.

Only then did he realize how rude he was and that he had forgotten to say thank you.

"Sir, sir!" A security guard came over and stopped him. "This is a gift from Mr. Levi to Adam. He also said that he hopes to see you again at the London Bowl. Don't miss the excitement because of today's accident."

Andrew was completely stunned. Looking at the jersey in his hand, he felt so touched and happy that his throat was blocked and he couldn't make a sound.

Adam had calmed down by now. Seven years old is an age when one is easily distracted. He put the accident behind him and looked at the jersey in his father's hand. He couldn't hide his curiosity and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Dad! There are autographs here. Lots and lots of autographs!"

This is a number 23 jersey of the Kansas City Chiefs, belonging to Levi, and signed by all the players of the Kansas City Chiefs, without missing a single one.

Adam assured him that he had counted them, fifty-four in total, including Andy Reid.

For Adam, it was unimaginable that a team had more than fifty people, but he immediately put the jersey over his Liverpool jersey with a smile on his face.

Andrew had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start.

For a team to win the support of fans, it is not just about winning, but more importantly, the team becomes an inseparable part of their lives.

Right before our eyes, the Kansas City Chiefs are like that.

(End of this chapter)