"This is not an ordinary fan riot!"
"This was a premeditated attack!"
"This is Chi Guoguo's crime!"
"I will never tolerate this kind of rubbish in English football!"
"This isn't the first time they've done this!"
"But this time they did it even better! Even more KB!"
"If this continues, who else will have the guts to come here and compete?"
"I strongly recommend that the FA take appropriate punishments against these people!!!"
Kevin Keegan was spitting at the post-match press conference.
As a famous player in English football, Keegan has the qualifications to spray wildly and the ability to demand justice!
The two-time Golden Globe winner was furious, and the reporters in the audience were silent.
Everyone worked hard to write the manuscript and sent it to the headquarters as quickly as possible.
I have to say that today’s League Cup was really exciting!
What happened was simply beyond their imagination!
As a reporter, every time there is a game, isn't it for this kind of breaking news?
Now, the cause and course of the news are known, and everyone is waiting for the results.
Keegan didn't seem to be relieved after his rant, but he had said enough.
The score of 2-0 remained until the end, and the players from both sides were no longer interested in fighting.
Southampton advanced, while Millwall put all their focus on avoiding relegation.
But before that, what happened on the court today must be explained to the public.
...
As night falls, the streets of London are filled with riot police.
The football hooligans at Millwall wanted to cause trouble and take out their displeasure of losing on the poor visiting fans.
But they soon discovered that there were three times more police than usual throughout the neighborhood. Any small group of more than ten people appearing on the street would be questioned by the police.
As the leader of the Bushwackers, Pete was invited to the police station early for tea.
Faced with the questioning of several people wearing epaulettes, even the most notorious gangster in this neighborhood did not dare to speak loudly.
"...I told you, I have absolutely no idea about this!"
"I'm not familiar with that guy Butters at all, he's just a subordinate of mine!"
"In fact, I don't even know what he looks like!"
"No! Mr. Officer, you can't do this! I have nothing to do with this matter at all!"
"What you did is an insult to me!"
"I'm a real football hooligan! I'm not that kind of despicable KB element!"
"They are all a bunch of anti-human beings!"
Facing Peter's pleading, a fat policeman sitting in the middle turned his head and looked aside.
"Director Stephen, everything this guy says is true! He is the purest fan, and he never believes in anything else except football!"
"Oh? So, Mr. Tom has a good relationship with him!" The fat director glanced sideways.
"No, no, no! It's not like that, it's not like that. I have nothing to do with this guy! Jerry can vouch for me!" Seeing that it was about him, Tom quickly waved his hands to deny it.
"Director Stephen, what Tom said is right!" Jerry stood up bravely, "Mr. Director, just three months ago, three people broke into the HOT pub on the corner of Grave Street. They were a group of real people. KB elements!"
"As soon as they rushed in, they raised their knives and shouted, 'Islam, Islam, we are for Allah'..."
"Everyone ran away except for Pete who stepped forward and stood in front of the innocent drinker."
"Pete was stabbed seven or eight times in a one-on-three situation, and the other person kept shouting 'Islam! Islam!' But there was only one sentence in Pete's mouth, FXXKYOU! I'm Millwall (Fuck you, I am) Millwall!)”
"Oh? What happened to those three people?" After hearing this, the fat director sent from above also became interested.
"Seeing that the plan was ruined, those three people had no choice but to find new targets for destruction, but we killed them on the spot!"
"Pete was sent to the intensive care unit that night. Until he lost consciousness, he was still muttering 'I am Millwall...'"
After Jerry finished speaking, the room fell silent.
After a while, the fat director stood up and lowered the brim of his hat.
"Don't pursue this matter anymore. Just put all the problems on the leading gangster, even if he is given the identity of a KB member. The higher-ups don't want this matter to cause too much trouble, so let it pass as soon as possible! "
"YES, SIR!" Tom and Jerry said in unison.
...
On the bus back, Keegan was still filled with indignation.
After being around football for so long, he wouldn't know that the final result of this matter can only be to turn a big thing into a trivial matter.
In the past, he also looked at others with such cold eyes.
But today, this matter fell on him and his team members, and he couldn't calm down.
Even though he lost his temper at the press conference, it was hard to get rid of his anger.
"It's simply too presumptuous!"
"This is no regard for the law at all!"
"How could they do this?"
"Aren't you afraid of retaliation?"
"Jack, tell me, are Millwall involved in this matter?"
"If there is, I will go to the FA to expose them tomorrow!"
"Mr. Keegan, please calm down and drink some water first."
Keegan took the thermos cup, unscrewed the lid and took a few big gulps.
"Fortunately, the Winter Games CHINESE Kung Fu, if I were really injured by those gangsters, this matter would be a big deal!"
"Speaking of which, Dong Ye is really powerful. Everyone else ducked away, but he just stood there, tsk, tsk, tsk...I was even scared at that time!"
"Jack, go check on Dong's situation!"
"He's on the cusp of the storm right now. Let's give him a few days off when we get back."
"Also, tell him not to accept any interviews. Those unscrupulous media will ask any questions just for the sake of popularity..."
Jack nodded, stood up and walked towards the back of the bus.
After experiencing such a thrilling scene, many team members had already fallen asleep, and snoring could be heard on the bus.
Under the faint moonlight, Jack walked from front to back, from left to right, back and forth twice.
"Jack, what are you doing? Have you forgotten something?" Keegan asked curiously when he returned to the front of the car for the second time.
"Mr. Keegan, something big happened!" Jack's face was full of panic.
"What happened? Is Dong's arm really injured?" Keegan didn't even believe it when he said this. In the locker room before, Wang Xiaodong was wrestling with his teammates!
"No, it's not this... Dong, Dong..." Jack stuttered even when he spoke.
"What's wrong with him?"
"Dong is not in the car!"
“WHAT???”
On the road where the lights were just starting to light up, there was a "squeak" sound and the bus driver suddenly stepped on the accelerator.
Those players who had just been sleeping soundly were either awakened by Keegan's screams or hit their heads by the brakes. While these players were still dazed, Keegan stepped forward and fiddled with them one by one.
Keegan also panicked when he confirmed that the faces under all the hats were not Wang Xiaodong's.
"Oh my God, no?"
"Where are the others?"
"Isn't he out for revenge?"
The thought of this possibility sent a shiver down Kevin Keegan's spine.
Looking back on Wang Xiaodong’s experience at Nanwei College, it’s not like he has no such record!
"Quick, call Dong, quick!"
At Keegan's command, Jack hurriedly took out his cell phone from his pocket.
As soon as you open the cover, you will see an unread message in the upper right corner.
"Coach Jack, please tell the boss that I will take two days off and I will return to Southampton later."
Looking at the sender again, it turned out to be Wang Xiaodong!
"Quick, call him quickly and ask him where he is. Let's turn around and pick him up!"
"Does he want his life?"
"How dare he stay in London after something like this happened?"
"My little ancestor, you are truly fearless!"
"SORRY,Thenumberyoudialedispoweroff..."
"Coach, the phone is shut down!" Jack looked panicked.
"Winter!" Keegan shouted desperately and crossed himself on his chest. "May God keep you safe!"
In the bar, the lights were flickering. Although Wang Xiaodong was smiling, there was a hint of sullenness in his heart.
I'm having a private date, why are you, the light bulb, here?
However, there was no trace of guilt on Vivian's face. This mixed-race person of Russian and Pakistani descent seemed to have no eyesight at all and kept toasting to Wang Xiaodong.
"Dong, after Emma returned to London, she was talking about you and thinking about you! We finally met today, and it turned out to be a hero!"
