World's No.1 Football Manager

Chapter 96

Infected by the captain's brave fighting spirit, in the next game, Modu Sanjin kicked very hard, regardless of whether the opponent came to touch porcelain or not, he kicked as soon as he rounded his legs.

And the referee seemed to have suddenly lost his sight, turning a blind eye to the home team's fierce play.Although the foul was blown as soon as it should be blown, but no card was drawn again.

The magic city commentator obviously favored the home team, and praised: "This is the right way to play. To deal with lying on the ground, our players should be tougher! The referee's judgment is also very wise, and the scale is well grasped. Only in this way can law enforcement bring the game back on track."

Han Dazui joked: "Maybe the referee forgot the card in the locker room, ah, no, he showed a yellow card to the visiting team player before. It may be that he dropped the card during the running process. He should post a lost and found notice. If any player picks up a red and yellow card on the field, please return it quickly. Thank you very much!"

On the field, after a few times, the Quancheng Saturday players had just developed a habit of touching porcelain, which was quickly corrected!The opponent is really kicking, he can't even hide, and he touches porcelain?I really don't know how the word "death" is written?
Gao Yuan also looked at it and shook his head. He finally found an effective tactic, and he went bankrupt so soon!

It is said that one force will drop ten times, this is a ruthless rule!It is said that some local tyrants in the society deal with Pengci, instead of giving him 10 or 8, they directly call 50, and tell Pengci that if I want to hit you to death, this money will be used as death compensation for your family members.Guaranteed to get up from the ground obediently immediately and obediently, and to say sorry and be honest.

Alas, wherever you go, the soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the rough ones, the rough ones are afraid of the shameless ones, and the shameless ones are afraid of the shameless ones...

Gao Yuan glanced at the time. Fortunately, it was half time. As for how to survive the second half, he didn't know, so he could only ask for luck.

Sure enough, the referee quickly blew the whistle to end the first half.

The score is still 0:2.

Intermission, home team locker room.

The new England manager sat silent in a corner, his eyes glazed over, looking like a doormat.

Everyone ignored him and loudly discussed the tactics for the second half, as if the team didn't have a head coach.

There was a loud bang, which interrupted the heated discussion.

In the British coaching team, the young blonde assistant coach angrily kicked over a chair and roared at everyone angrily.

He babbled a lot of English, speaking very fast, with a lot of slang mixed in.Of course, everyone couldn't understand it, but from his angry expression and large body movements, one could guess that he definitely didn't say anything good.At least, everyone can still understand the curse words such as "f**k", "sh*t" and "as**ole".

Everyone is a hot-blooded man from China, how can a blond foreigner run wild on the land of China!What's more, in the locker room of the Shanghai Sanjin team, there shouldn't be these foreigners talking.

Zhou Tao jumped up from his chair, pointed at the foreigner's nose and cursed back: "Shift! All of you are Shift!"

"..."

There was an eerie silence in the locker room.

Everyone stared blankly at Zhou Tao, brother, are you serious?I know you don't have much culture, but if you don't know how to speak, let's not speak bird language. Why do you have to show your timidity?At such a tense moment, isn't it too demoralizing for you to say such a sentence?

The British teaching assistant, who was furious, also looked confused, "Shift...Ctrl? Alt? Enter?"

Zhou Tao was a little uncomfortable being looked at by the big guy, and he knew that he seemed to be timid just now.Quickly changed back to the authentic national curse: "Silly X! Who the fuck opened the crotch zipper and exposed you! You have no place to speak here! Get out of here!"

The British teaching assistant couldn't understand, and looked at the translator who was hiding aside, wishing to find a translator who had crawled into the ground.

Of course the translator didn't dare to translate, shrugged his shoulders with an innocent look on his face.

In fact, without an interpreter, the foreigner also knows that the Chinese in front of him are saying bad things.

He scolded in English, "Shameless Chinese pigs! Brazenly playing match-fixing! No wonder your football level is so low, because the players who play in your country are a bunch of unprofessional shit!"

While scolding, he stretched out his hand with gnashing teeth and claws, wanting to come over and teach the Chinese in front of him.

Zhou Tao is not good at English, but he is good at fighting!Seeing the foreigner rushing towards him, he kicked him out.

A mid-kick kicked the golden-haired foreigner's chest.

The foreigner fell on his back, and with a bang, he knocked over a row of tables and chairs.

When the teammate saw that the captain had made a move, the pent-up aggrieved during this period of time turned into a monstrous anger in an instant, and they all rushed over, punching fist after fist, copying guy's copying guy, and smashed at the fallen foreigner indiscriminately.

"Don't fight!" The British coach and his coaching team, who seemed petrified just now, hurriedly shouted to stop the fight.

"Fuck you!"

The team members who were already red-eyed couldn't stop them, they pushed away the foreigners who tried to persuade them to fight, and many red-eyed ones threw their fists at them.

"Zhou Tao, stop!" The club management heard the movement and rushed in from the locker room door.

But no one paid any attention to them.

"Zhou Tao, you've been fired! Anyone else involved in the fight will be suspended three times (suspension, training, and pay)!" Manager Xu yelled.

It's good that he didn't speak, but now that he opened his mouth, it's even more of a hornet's nest.

Zhou Tao laughed back angrily: "Okay, fire me! I just don't want to do it anymore! But, give me the salary that I owed me before, and don't think about it if you lose a big brother! I will settle the old and new debts with you today!"

After speaking, he rushed towards the management guys.

The five-year-old Zhou Tao grabbed Manager Xu by the neck and lifted him up like a chick.

Manager Xu, who is usually high above the top, is not even half dignified, his face is pale, his feet are kicking in the air, and he is struggling to speak, but he still insists: "Your surname Zhou, let me go, I warn you, beating people is breaking the law, you are committing a crime! Also...you manipulate the players to match-fixing, the club will definitely pursue your legal responsibility..."

Zhou Tao raised his hand and slapped Manager Xu who was still chattering.

With a crisp sound of "pop", Manager Xu wailed, and the gold-rimmed glasses flew out.

Zhou Tao was puzzled, and slapped him again with his backhand. The corner of Manager Xu's mouth oozes blood. It's not known whether it's his tongue or his lips.

Zhou Tao scolded while beating: "You say I'm playing match-fixing? I'm telling you, I'm doing a good job, and I'm not afraid of anyone who comes to investigate! How much have you been greedy for? How much profit have you made? The club has become this kind of land, and it's all caused by you moths! Okay, don't you want to sue? Let the procuratorate investigate and see how many years you should be sentenced!"

Zhou Tao became more and more angry, and then slapped him for the third time. Manager Xu felt his head was pounding, chimes, cymbals, and cymbals rang together, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't even lift his head.

The teammates in the team were afraid of accidents, so they hurried forward to dissuade them.Don't look at beating foreigners together, there is no psychological burden, but beating club executives, everyone is still somewhat stressed.

"Brother Tao, don't be impulsive"

"Not worth it for them"

"These bastards, just let them go as a fart"

……

"Don't stop me! It won't work if anyone stops me, I have to seek justice today!" Zhou Tao, who was already furious, was like a mad bull, ready to overthrow everything that stood in his way.

It was as if a pot had exploded in the locker room, and the sky was boiling.Outside the locker room, there were many people around, whispering to each other, guessing what happened in the room, among them were a large number of reporters, recording something nervously and excitedly.

Everyone is making a fuss.Suddenly there was a roar from outside the door: "Enough, stop!"

The voice was not loud, but it was powerful and full of angry power.When everyone in the house was in a mess, they all stopped at the same time.

Everyone can be calmed by this voice, only because they admire the speaker from the bottom of their hearts.

This person is Zhu Tong, the former coach of the team.

It stands to reason that Zhu Tong is just a fan now, and he is not qualified to step off the stands and enter the locker room.But who will stop him? The club staff and stadium security personnel are all colleagues and friends who have worked with him for many years. At the darkest moment of the club's life and death, everyone can't help but regard him as the savior in their hearts.

Zhu Tong angrily glanced at the mess in the locker room and the chaotic crowd.His body trembled slightly, as if trying to restrain the monstrous anger in his heart.

"Zhou Tao, let me go!" Zhu Tong said coldly.

Without saying a word, Zhou Tao let go of his hand and slammed Manager Xu, who was lifted in mid-air, to the ground.

Manager Xu's fair face was already bruised and purple, blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, his myopia glasses had gone somewhere, and the collar of his clean white shirt was ripped into twists and turns, making him look in a mess.

I don't know if he was beaten stupid, or he lost his mind and lost control of his emotions.He even pulled a handful of tie buttons outwards, and said viciously to Tong Zhu who had saved him: "Surnamed Zhu, don't cry and pretend to be merciful here! Don't think that I don't know, it's all your fault! Without your instigation and instigation, these stinky footballers dare to fake the ball! Wait, I'm going to sue you together, you can't escape!"

The vicious and vicious words are completely inconsistent with the gentle and elegant image he deliberately created in the past.

Zhu Tong frowned slightly, and ignored Manager Xu who was like a bereaved dog.Instead, he firmly said to the players: "I believe in you, you didn't play match-fixing."

Everyone present was shocked.Especially the hearts of the players were like turbulent waves, and some of them had tears in their eyes.

Even if the whole world doubts us, so what, as long as one person trusts us, that's enough!What's more, this person is the coach and elder brother that everyone admires the most!

Zhu Tong said firmly again: "Because there was no match-fixing, this game must be won!"

"Hehehehe..." Manager Xu, who was still paralyzed on the ground, suddenly laughed strangely, "Win? What a fart to win! The dealers in Southeast Asia have sealed the handicap for this game! Even the dealers can't see through this game. You guys are so good!"

Zhou Tao was furious, and rushed up to kick Xu.

"Leave him alone!" Zhu Tong snapped.

Then he turned to Manager Song and the others and said, "You all go out!"

"Let's go out? You should go out, right? Who are you? Do you still use yourself as a coach?" Manager Xu challenged.

Zhu Tong was too lazy to talk to them, pointed to the door of the locker room, and shouted decisively: "Get out!"

Manager Xu still wanted to struggle, but the players were already impatient. They rushed up to a few people, grabbed his arm, and threw him out of the locker room.

The rest of the club's management, who hadn't been beaten just now, were very clear-headed and ran away in no time.Seeing that the situation was not good, the British foreign teacher team also supported the injured golden retriever assistant, and hurriedly exited the locker room.

"Boom..." The door of the locker room was slammed shut, and manager Xu's intermittent yelling could be vaguely heard outside the door.

"I'm going to call the police... arrest you all... bastard..."

Zhu Tong ignored the situation outside the room, and said to the players in the room in a deep voice: "It's still the same sentence, this game must be won! For the team, and for your own honor and innocence!
For now, forget everything that happened before.From this moment on, the game has just begun! "

(End of this chapter)