World's No.1 Football Manager

Chapter 102
Before the penalty shootout, there was a very short break.

The Quancheng Saturday team members who had just been killed, walked towards their bench like eggplants beaten by frost.

After fighting for 90 minutes, but being equalized by the opponent at the last second, no one can easily bear such a blow.

A few guys seemed to have collapsed, just walked to the bench, and collapsed on the seat like a puddle of mud.

The others were not much better, either standing in front of the bench in a daze, or sitting on the ground.All of them are dull-eyed and slack-eyed. They look like weak girls who have just experienced the rape of gangsters and are doubting the pitiful appearance of life.

"If it's a tie, it's a tie. What's the big deal? Your skills are inferior to others. If they didn't give up two at the beginning, you would have lost. You really think you are a strong team. If you want me to say, if you play like this, you will be proud!"

Everyone was already feeling uncomfortable, but when they heard someone sarcastically speaking, they all became furious and looked angrily at the person who spoke.

"What are you looking at, am I wrong? If I told you before the game that you can tie with the three golds in Shanghai, you would still be snotty with joy! Now you are pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, and you are not very popular..."

At this time, there is no doubt that there is only one person in the team who can say such sarcastic remarks.

Pharaoh!

At this time, Lao Wang is not only not regretful or sad, but very happy.

Let you pull it like [-] million!Do you think that if you get rid of Lao Tzu, you will be invincible?

Shit!

Without Lao Tzu, you should lose and lose!Don't let me take care of things, those big guys are finished together!
The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive!
At first he was quite afraid of Gao Yuan, and kept watching with cold eyes, but now seeing Gao Yuan and his gang of "white-eyed wolves" were like the eggplants beaten by Shuang, he was really happy from the bottom of his heart.

Joy triumphed over fear, pride over reason.

"Today is a good day, everything you want can come true..." Lao Wang was so happy that he couldn't hold back, and hummed a song directly.

"Ouch——" Old Wang's singing stopped abruptly, replaced by a scream, with a long tail, and flew far away.

Lao Wang rushes to the street!

Needless to say, Pharaoh was kicked away again.

deserve it! ! !

Everyone came up with this idea in unison, and the team's thinking was unprecedentedly unified.

It was just the person who did it, but it greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. It turned out to be—Gao Fushuai!

The little fat man has always been known for his good temper. He is very casual on weekdays, without any airs of playfulness, and he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He is used to the big scenes of feasting, feasting, luxury, and money. In everyone's impression, he doesn't seem to care about anything.

Unexpectedly, clay figurines also have the nature of earth. This time Lao Wang really touched the back scales of this rich second-generation son.

Like his teammates, Gao Fushuai felt as disgusted as if he had just eaten a pot of poop, and it was still steaming hot.At this moment, hearing Lao Wang's noise, I just feel that a group of blowflies are flying on the pot of shit, buzzing and flying around makes people upset.Unable to hold back, driven by instinct, he kicked Lao Wang away in a muddleheaded way.

However, after he kicked this kick, he was surprised to find that a turbid air seemed to be released from his chest, and he actually felt a faint feeling of comfort all over his body.

It turns out that it is so cool to vent!
No wonder there are some rich and young people in the second-generation circle who like to fight and make troubles. It turns out that venting can really relieve stress!
Gao Fushuai, who was still a little unsatisfied with this wonderful feeling, tried to go up and kick Lao Wang fiercely.

Sure enough, it was that refreshing feeling!
He was overjoyed to find Gao Fushuai who was like the New World. While he was busy making up for Lao Wang, he greeted his teammates:

"Brothers, come quickly, I feel comfortable when I vent, really!"

Everyone else looked dumbfounded, what's going on?Did Gao Fushuai get hit on the head during the game?It's a bit abnormal!
But if you don't beat him, you won't beat him. Old Wang is not very popular, and many people have long wanted to beat him with a sap.At this time, he was still sneering and sarcastic, which was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, and completely committed public anger.

Under the agitation of the crowd, no one would let him go. Immediately, there was revenge for revenge, revenge for revenge, and a group of people rushed up to beat Lao Wang violently together.

Not to mention, under the extreme depression and anger, venting out the anger really made people feel a lot more comfortable.

"It's really comfortable!"

"Beating Pharaoh, I feel much better!"

"It turns out that Pharaoh is a koi for decompression!"

Several people exchanged their experiences while beating each other.

"Don't be dazed, let's come together!" Some people did not forget to share good things, inviting friends and companions to invite their teammates to come together.

It has to be said that Pharaoh's character is really bad.The beaten cries for their father and mother, but no one comes up to stop them. Instead, more and more team members are stimulated to be curious, and with the mentality of giving it a try, they also squeezed over and kicked them twice.

More and more people came over to fight, from individual actions to collective actions.Perhaps, this is the classic collective unconscious behavior in psychology.

In the end, the remaining few guys who didn't want to make a move originally joined the team that beat Lao Wang under the collective inspiration.

Even Gao Yuan couldn't help but go up and kick him twice.Not to mention, I feel much better!

This scene happened in full view.

At this moment, the entire Shanghai Stadium was eerily quiet, because everyone else was dumbfounded.

The coaches and players of the home team, the fans in the stands, the referees on the field, the reporters, security guards, and staff on the sidelines... Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

what's the situation?
Did Quancheng go crazy on Saturday, which was tragically destroyed?The whole team beat up the coach for fun!
Is this a distortion of human nature, or a loss of morality?

Is this a special technical and tactical arrangement, or an ancient and mysterious sacrificial ceremony?

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The scene was so shocking that the referee even forgot to whistle.

He has seen a lot of conflicts on the court, group fights are not uncommon, and it is not uncommon for teammates on the same team to fight each other.But the whole team beat up the head coach collectively, which is really unheard of.

In other words, how should this be judged?A collective red card?Directly judge this team to lose 0:3?

But there is no precedent!
Besides, what a joke!This group of people went crazy and even beat their own head coach. If I make any judgments that are not good for them, the consequences...

Just thinking about it makes my spine tingle.

The security personnel were also dumbfounded. Their duty was to maintain order inside and outside the stadium so that the game could proceed smoothly.If there are violent conflicts on and off the court, they will definitely stop them as soon as possible.

But what is the situation now?Is this a fight?The whole team participated, and not only did none of them try to persuade the fight, but they all fought happily.

Isn't this also part of the game?What is the world advanced tactical idea?Or the technical and tactical routines designed by the team?Maybe they did it on purpose!To intervene in them at this time, does it count as obstructing their normal preparations for war?
Under everyone's doubts, Lao Wang was beaten by the whole team, crying for his father and mother, wanting to live and die.

After fighting for a full 2 ​​minutes, everyone on Saturday in Quancheng, who finally vented their anger, called out and retreated.

The crowd dispersed, leaving only Lao Wang, who was almost invisible in human form, huddled into a ball with a look of lovelessness.

Only then did the referees and security guards remember their responsibilities, and hurriedly swarmed up to ask questions.

"How are you? Are you still alive?"

"Do you want to call an ambulance?"

"Do you want to call the police for you?"

"Can you still recognize the person who beat you just now? We can testify to you"

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At this moment, Lao Wang was already furious, and he groaned for a long time before he could squeeze out a few words: "Help...report...report..."

"Privately." The light and fluffy words passed through the surrounding noises and flew directly into Lao Wang's ears.

But Gao Fushuai squeezed to Lao Wang's side again, and whispered a number in his ear.

Old Wang seemed to be stuck, and swallowed the words he was about to blurt out abruptly.

Although the two eyes are swollen to the point where there is only a slit left, but carefully distinguishing, one can still see that the eyeballs are turning back and forth, as if they are engaged in some fierce ideological struggle.

Gao Fushuai smiled slightly, and whispered another number in his ear.

"If you don't accept it, forget it," Gao Fushuai added.

"Report...Report..." Lao Wang struggled to squeeze the words out of his mouth, which had lost his front teeth.

The people around were frowning, and the security captain had already pulled out his mobile phone, ready to call the police according to Lao Wang's instructions.

"Report...report...what a fart!" Old Wang was anxious, and finally explained his words clearly. "We are relaxing and recovering after the game! Go, go, don't disturb our preparations, we have to kick a penalty!"

"..."

Everyone was speechless.Is this recovery training? !You are beaten stupid!
Believe your ghost!
They didn't know that if it wasn't because of the serious injury, Old Wang would now like to be a carp and play Jiangnan style on the spot!

Haha, a mere beating made me a rich man!

If I said earlier that I could earn so much, you should come and beat me earlier!
It's not impossible to come two more times!
I think this human sandbag project has great potential, and we can continue to cooperate in depth.But, ouch~ it hurts so much, I still have to wait for the injury to get better.

"I said, what are you supposed to do? Isn't there going to be a penalty shootout soon? Don't interfere with our team's normal preparations! If we lose, can you afford it? Quickly move aside!"

Stimulated by money, Lao Wang burst out with tenacious vitality and willpower. Although his physical injuries were still severe, his spirit recovered quickly, and he could even speak fluently.

Now that Lao Wang has said so, others are not willing to be troublesome.

After all, if a violent incident occurs, it will have a very bad impact on the organizing committee, referee team, venue security and other aspects.

Now the parties are not going to pursue it, and everyone has the mentality that more things are worse than less things, hello, me, everyone, so let's go.

Besides, what if what Lao Wang said is true, is this the team's original recovery training method?

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ps: The Butterfly Effect is so wonderful. WH, a guy who doesn’t know how to write dead words is greedy and eats wild animals that contain viruses. As a result, people all over the country have a restless life. What’s more, I, who is thousands of miles away, have to set foot on the job on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

This book will be on the shelves on February 2st. I originally wanted to save more manuscripts during the holidays, but the epidemic is an order, and the responsibility is heavier than Mount Tai. We must take the overall situation into consideration, strictly observe discipline, and obey the arrangements.

I pray for the good luck of the motherland, for the epidemic to pass quickly, and for myself, my family and all book friends to be safe and healthy.

(End of this chapter)