The proud master of the female president

"Sir, you can't think like that!"

Zhong Yufei thought about it, put on a righteous expression, and said in a deep voice: "Our men's team has always been at a relatively backward level in this event. I know you are rich, but you should not only think about yourself, but also for the honor of the country." war, you should have a sense of national honor, not selfishness, just focus on making money, you..."

"Ha ha……"

Lin Yu didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

National honor?

Fight for country?

How dare someone speak the truth in front of him!
The interests he has fought for China many times are beyond the imagination of Zhong Yufei, just like the final results between him and Wen Sen - they are completely different planes.

He turned away.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhong Yufei couldn't help standing in front of him anxiously: "Aren't you patriotic?!"

"When you came to me, the first thing you thought of was national honor? No! What you thought of was what becoming a world champion coach would bring to yourself—so, you are not qualified to talk about these benevolence and righteousness."

Lin Yu was not polite, pushed him away and left.

suddenly!

He stopped and looked at Vincent who was walking up slowly with a very ugly face: "Remember our bet, and leave ice sports from now on."

On Huaxia's territory, not to mention maliciously jumping in line, but also mocking Huaxia athletes, this kind of person...

must be punished!

"I……"

Just now, Wen Sen had already thought about how to deal with it. He held his head up and scolded angrily: "We are just discussing each other, who promised you something? Is there a recording or a video? Or what kind of guarantee did I sign?!"

That's right!

It's cheating!

Not to mention not winning 100 billion US dollars, if he quits this ice sport, what will he live on in the future?
That's what he does for a living!
For this reason, shamelessness is not hesitated.

What's more, when the bet was told to Lin Yu, it was on a high platform with no audience, and it was even more impossible for the reporter's camera to collect sounds tens of meters away-in short, there was no substantial evidence.

"Are you still shameless?"

"If you lose, don't you? We've all heard it!"

Several Huaxia athletes scolded angrily.

"Go tell the media! Make it public! See if anyone believes you. If you can't provide evidence...I'll sue you for defamation!" Wen Sen is not afraid of boiling water, and he will never retire.

"Hehe..." Lin Yu shook his head and chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?!" Vincent was furious.

"Does it seem to you that as long as the jar is broken and shameless, the bet can't be cashed?"

"What bet? Don't know what you're talking about!"

"..."

Lin Yu glanced at him, then slowly took out the satellite communicator and dialed a number.

Soon, the call is connected.

"Hey?"

Adams was on the phone.

At the beginning, Mutu, who was the head of the North American temples, secretly colluded with the polar bear to deal with the zero organization, but was finally pierced through the heart by Lin Yu's sword.

Before he died, he passed the position of leader of the pantheon to Adams, his deputy.

"From now on, Adams will be in charge of the Temple of the Gods, and I will fully cooperate with Lin Yu. This is my last wish-I am dead, and you may not obey it, but I have already said what should be said, and the consequences of not obeying... also You will bear it on your own..." This is what Mutu said before his death.

"Mr. Lin, are you... okay?" Adams said in a very respectful tone.

Mutu died.

The temple of the gods is fully aware that the pattern of this world has changed.

North America is no longer the world's policeman, nor is it capable of running amok, so after the end of that war, North America has never been more honest.

"There is a big platform athlete in North America named Vincent."

Lin Yu glanced at the chest of Wen Sen's sportswear, corresponding to the North American flag logo, and said lightly: "He lost the competition with me, but he reneged on his debts afterwards and didn't honor his bet. I want to ask... For such a dishonest person, Is there any way to deal with it?"

Gah!
Adams on the other end of the phone broke out in cold sweat.

Even Mutu was killed by Lin Yu.

after that……

The intelligence network of the temples received more terrible news, and even It is said that even the European gods were almost wiped out by Lin Yu.

Lin Yu alone can shake the world!

He cursed the damn athlete inwardly.

Lin Yu was annoyed, even if the temples are very low-key now, they might be wiped out, right?
after all……

He didn't know Lin Yu well, and he only regarded him as a scourge, an existence that must not be provoked.

"I...I'll deal with it right away!" Adams hung up the phone hastily.

"Boy, I'm a North American citizen!"

Wen Sen stared at Lin Yu, with an arrogant and domineering expression on his face: "No matter how rich you are, you are only a Chinese, and you can still manage my North America? Haha...pretending to make a phone call, do you think you can scare me?"

Lin Yu glanced at him, too lazy to waste any more words, and walked down the high platform.

Thinking that under so many pairs of eyes, he lost the competition at an absolute disadvantage, Wen Sen turned to Lin Yu's back and roared angrily: "Tell you, not only will I not retire, but... in the future, I will still be on the field." Trample the Chinese athletes under their feet!"

Lin Yu was laughing.

hateful.

But why not sad?

The ants tried to challenge the elephant, but they could only be trampled to death by the elephant!

There is no future arena, so it is impossible to say that they will go their separate ways, and the Chinese athletes will be trampled under their feet.

suddenly!

Vincent's coach James, the phone rang.

Vincent was training and didn't bring his mobile phone with him.

"Hey……"

James answered the phone, and his face turned pale the next moment.

He looked at Wen Sen, who was yelling at Lin Yu's back, and angrily said, "Shut up the fuck!"

Vincent was taken aback.

He turned his head to look at the coach, and said displeased after recovering: "James, what are you doing?!"

"You were fired." James said coldly.

"You... what did you say?!"

"I said, you were expelled from the North American national team."

"Fart! Damn it, what qualifications do you have..."

Before he could finish speaking, James directly turned on the phone and turned on the external voice function.

"In addition, from now on, Vincent will have his North American citizenship revoked and he will not be allowed to enter North America again."

Calling you, that stern voice scolded coldly: "The last point! As the Secretary of State of North America, I issue a warning to all countries in the world. Any country that dares to accept him will be subject to comprehensive North American sanctions!"

North America has been particularly low-key for the first half of the year.

until today……

This is the first time North America issued such a severe warning after Mutu was killed.

However, the target of this warning is North American citizens.

Gah!
The place was dead silent.

Expulsion from the North American national team is not the point.

The point is...

Deprivation of nationality!

No entry!

The most terrible thing is that not only was he deprived of North American citizenship, but he was also not allowed to accept it from other countries, which means... Vincent is likely to become the only person in the world who does not possess the nationality of any country!
Where will he live in the future?

No!

No country dares to accept him, and he will completely become a lonely ghost.

The world is so big, but there is nowhere to stay!

At this moment, when everyone came back to their senses one after another, they subconsciously looked at Lin Yu who walked off the high platform and walked outside the fence.

It's him……

Must be him!
After he called an English-speaking guy, James immediately received another call from the highest level in North America-all origins were because of the call made by Lin Yu.