Chapter 97 is a dagger

The moonlight was hazy, and the atmosphere between the two men was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

After a long silence, Juan spoke again: "Why are you here?" ”

The man smiled: "What if I say, I have been following you?" ”

"......" Juan didn't know what to say at this moment.

The person in front of him didn't seem to be very good, and in the dim light, Juan could barely see his expression.

The man's mouth was pursed, his face was pale, his hair was messy, and he seemed to have barely taken care of it, but he still looked like he had been rubbed by the wind, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight like last time, and his cuffs looked a little empty, but when he thought of the rumors of this human trafficker = drug, Juan only felt that his heart was a little heavy.

The person in front of him seemed to regard Juan's silence as surprise, and laughed twice: "Don't worry, I don't actually have any malicious intent. ”

"Really?" Juan finally couldn't help but speak, looking at him with a coldness in his eyes, "I don't know who threatened me with a knife a few days ago." ”

"Isn't it been a month, do you remember?" The man didn't seem to care, and laughed twice, "But what I want to say is that I said that sentence seriously, do you know what I mean?" ”

- If he doesn't come up with 200 million yuan, he will kill Deportivo La Coruna's players one by one.

"I don't understand, I just know you're not good right now." Juan smiled coldly, "How does it feel to be chased all the way?" ”

"I've resigned now, and I really want to thank you for transferring me back to Madrid." When the man said this, he moved his hand, and Juan was silent for a while: "It's good if you like it." ”

This sentence, the little coach of Deportivo La Coruna said very softly, and the man in front of him almost immediately heard the murderous intent contained in his tone, but he had no fear, who didn't know that this person was just cold-faced, and in fact he was very kind-hearted? Even for someone like him, the little guy didn't immediately rush up and beat him.

I have to say that this so-called demeanor really helped him a lot.

"I think with your network, I should have known my current situation for a long time, and I must get the 100 million yuan." He coughed lightly, sounding strange in the middle of the night. "Anyway, 100 million is just a small amount to you, right? I've read the newspapers these days, and the money you paid for the A Coruña was all your own, and now you must have the money to lend me too, right? ”

Juan was silent for a moment and raised his eyebrows: "Why?" ”

"What, why?" The person on the other side was stunned, but Juan still asked slowly, "Why should I lend it to you?" ”

"What why...... I don't have any money to use now! If I don't have money in a week, I'll die! The man was in a hurry all of a sudden, took two steps forward and grabbed Juan's collar and roared: "If it weren't for this money, I might have died by now!" Aren't you very rich, and it won't be good to take some out! ”

"It doesn't matter if I have money or not," Juan's voice was calm, with a hint of coolness in the night. "Why should I lend you money...... Or rather, why should I lend money to a drug-dealer from a loan shark? ”

The man on the other side 1 seemed to have been knocked on a stick unconsciously, and he was a little annoyed and angry, and a cold light hit his neck, and the cold and even tingling texture suddenly made him realize what it was.

Knife.

The man put a knife against his neck and roared: "100 million, do you take it?" If you don't take it, I'll rip you off now! ”

Juan took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the small field among the trees, "Do you remember this place?" ”

The man moved and sneered: "Of course I remember, this is where we used to come often, and I brought you and Igor here, Juan, we used to be so good when we were in the academy......"

"You still have the face to talk to me about that time!" Juan's anger exploded so quickly that the man couldn't help but take a small step back, but he didn't let go of Juan's grip, and the blade was still against his neck and stammered: "...... It's all your fault, yes, it's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I'm still playing football and wouldn't have taken the path of drug trafficking......"

Juan laughed happily.

What do you mean to blame him? This person is simply a little unreasonable!

"Fernando Garcia," he took a deep breath and sneered with a frown, "You've figured out why you retired!" ”

It's okay not to mention this, but as soon as he mentioned this, the man's whole face was distorted and hideous: "Isn't it that Real Madrid forcibly let me retire in order to protect you children with family backgrounds?" Failure to pass the mental verdict will result in permanent disqualification of the player...... Do you think this is an easy thing for a fifteen-year-old to accept?! ”

Juan didn't know what to say at this point, the anger burning in his chest, and the emotions rolled up almost to break his nerves.

"Protect our ......? That is, after all these years, you don't have the slightest remorse for what you did back then, is that right? ”

"Regrets? Of course I have! The man was suddenly excited, and Juan could see it clearly in the dim light, and the man's wide eyes were already full of bloodshots.

"I just regret it, if Hierro hadn't passed by there at the time?"

The rustle of the wind through the leaves and the low chuckle of the man who said it, Juan felt an icy chill creep down his spine in the still hot September.

"I just hate you, I really love you...... You, and Portillo, both of you are so talented, you can easily reach heights that I have not been able to reach for many years of training, and the first team that seems so far away to me seems to you to be just a matter of easy reach......"

When he said this, the man's whole body was trembling, not because of the cold, not because of fear, Juan could only see the ease and excitement of not vomiting or unhappy in his body, and he was so excited that he trembled.

"Obviously I started playing football first, obviously I took you to play with me...... Obviously you are so nice, you are so friendly, you are like sunshine that makes everyone like you, but I just hate you, especially you, Juan...... Especially you! ”

"I hate that you have such a good football talent, I hate that you make everyone happy, I hate that you will soon be able to realize my dreams, I hate that you have such a good family background, I hate that you shine, I hate that you have a brighter future than me all the time following me, I hate that you have a qiē that I will never have in my life when you are 11 years old!"

"At the same time, I hate myself...... I hate my low talent, I hate that I broke my own qi before I could succeed, and I hate even more that I didn't kill you directly here at that time! ”

The light was dim, and he gasped loudly in the night, like a trapped beast, feeling happy that he could confide out all his malice to his face, but the empty feeling in his heart grew bigger and bigger, and he couldn't fill it at all.

He wished that his words could turn into a sharp sword, directly piercing the body of the person in front of him, making him bloody, seeing him bleeding or even collapsing, his psychology had a supreme feeling of happiness, and this feeling was about to drive him crazy.

It's just that the person opposite didn't say a word, and he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing, and he couldn't see the expression of the person in front of him clearly, but he urgently needed to prove the reaction of the person in front of him now, so he took two steps forward, and the expression on his face was so hideous that it was deformed: "Why, if you don't speak, it means that you have a weak heart?" ”

Now the distance between him and Juan is almost as far as an arm's arm, but Juan is standing in the shadows, and he can't see how this person reacts at all, so he squints his eyes and tentatively approaches his body: "Is it really empty-hearted?" Then obediently take out 100 million, if it really doesn't work, take 50 million first, and then give 50 million later, I promise that I will not blame the past in the future, and I will have nothing to do with you......"

He didn't even have time to finish his words, only felt a pain in his abdomen, and he lowered his head almost in horror.

Juan still has a knife in his hand!!

His eyes widened to the maximum, and even his breathing was a little rapid, and he reached out and grabbed Juan's wrist tightly, and his legs couldn't even stand, supporting him entirely by Juan's hand.

Juan's hand was steady, his expression was calm, and he even had the leisure to look down at his expression and his horror and despair, and he opened his mouth to say something when he heard the person in front of him sneer.

"With your guts, you still want to threaten people with a knife?"

Juan deftly pushed his hand away, the knife was held in his hand, and before he could stab it, Juan had already erected the knife and parallel it to his body, so the whole knife hit him directly.

The man's legs were weak, and he fell directly to the ground panting loudly, Juan subconsciously touched his neck, and when he looked back at his hands, he was already covered with blood marks.

A familiar call came from outside the field, and Juan glanced back at him, turning and walking out of the field.

Casillas also arrived just in time, and because Juan was blocking his view, he only saw Juan alone, so when he opened his mouth with a smile on his face and wanted to call someone, he turned into a shocked face almost defenselessly: "Be careful! ”

Juan subconsciously wanted to turn back, only to hear a "gaba", a tooth-aching bone misalignment, Casillas panicked all of a sudden, and began to look for the door of the field, and the two people in the field scuffled together, and Juan's arm drooped in a very unnatural way.

The man had obviously fallen into a state of madness at this moment, he had long lost his mind, tearing at Juan and wishing to devour his flesh and bones, frantically shouting the curse of Juan, Casillas saw that Juan had been hit several times, and in a hurry, the blind cat opened the door of the stadium with the dead mouse in his hand, and rushed in to open the man.

"Give me 100 million!! No! Fifty million is enough! The man suddenly hugged Juan's leg and began to cry bitterly, "Fifty million, please save me!" I don't want to die yet, I still have a lot of things to do! ”

Casillas was stunned on the spot, one didn't pay attention and didn't press him properly, but the man rushed over, snatched it from Juan's hand and stabbed him in the arm!

"Juan!"

Juan Dias, the last memory of tonight is Casillas' hoarse shouts.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw was the snow-white ceiling, and then his gaze shifted.

-- Drip and drip.

This scene is so familiar, so familiar that Juan thought it was the midsummer of '03, he had just survived from a car accident, and he had a very dangerous and terrible dream, about the future, and about the person he had at hand.

He raised his hand with some difficulty, rubbed the top of the shaggy hair in front of him, as if awakened by the weight on his head, he looked up sleepily, and then said in surprise: "Juan! Are you awake...... You scared me to death, I thought ......"

"Thought I was dead?" Juan chuckled, his fingers slowly running over the cheek of the man in front of him.

This man is obviously still the same crybaby, whether he has lost a game or been bullied by Juan, he always has red eyes and looks like a little rabbit.

"Igor, I've had a dream for a long time." He whispered, "I dreamed of becoming a Deportivo La Coruna manager, I dreamed of lifting the European Championships, I dreamed of talking with Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United...... I also dreamed that you said you liked me. ”

The person who originally wanted to be angry with him was dumbfounded in an instant, blushing and unable to say anything, Juan looked at his face and chuckled.

"Yes, you must like me, otherwise why would you cry for me?"

"......" Igor Casillas decided to ignore this man, "The doctor showed you, saying that the knife was smeared with medicine that can cause a coma, maybe he planned to stun you directly and drag it away, and the bones were corrected, and he might have to hang his arm for a few days, and the injury on his arm was not big, and he couldn't touch the water." ”

Juan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay." He also felt the inconvenience of his left hand, and the scene of last night gradually returned, and he couldn't help frowning: "What happened after that?" ”

"What's going on?" Casillas was particularly angry, "The bastard raised by XX didn't run away, and on the spot he was poisoned = addicted to six relatives and didn't recognize it, and it was like performing performance art on the court." "Honestly, he was stunned...... It was also the first time he had seen someone commit this on the spot, and he was a little trembling when he made the call.

"Then the police car and the ambulance came, and I made a transcript for the night......" Casillas said with a big yawn and looked at him with drooping eyelids, "Anyway, you're all right." ”

"yes, it's fine." Juan nodded and raised an eyebrow, "Are you still hiding anything from me?" ”

"What?" Casillas was stunned.

"You must be hiding something from me, otherwise you wouldn't have spoken without looking me in the eye." Hu looked at him quietly, his ice-blue eyes as calm as the shores of Lake Baikal.

Casillas was silent for a long time before rubbing his head irritably: "I didn't say anything, but it's better for you not to know now......!" ”

"If it's about Fernando Garcia, if you don't say it now, I'll find out later." The police will definitely come to him to take notes.

Cassie naturally knew the truth, and he hesitated for a moment before speaking, "He took a knife and harmed himself yesterday when he was addicted to drugs...... Cut to the aorta, lost too much blood and died. ”

Suddenly there was silence in the ward, and Casillas did not dare to look at Juan, and for a long time he could only hear him sigh softly.

"Relieved."

Cassie didn't figure out whether this "relief" was referring to himself or Fernando until the police came, but he seemed to see that the bearer of malice had dissipated, and Juan had already consciously borne this huge malice.

The malice of the excellent people, the malice of the pride of the sky, the malice of the ...... His malice.

The transcript was quickly completed, and Juan was about to leave, but the front entrance of the hospital was surrounded by a crowd of people, and he could see the crowd outside even when he went downstairs.

"What's the situation?" Juan asked the people around him, and Casillas was helpless: "There are many channels for media reporters to know the news......"

Juan said, "Let's walk in the garage." ”

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This sentence, the little coach of Deportivo La Coruna said very softly, and the man in front of him almost immediately heard the murderous intent contained in his tone, but he had no fear, who didn't know that this person was just cold-faced, and in fact he was very kind-hearted? Even for someone like him, the little guy didn't immediately rush up and beat him.

I have to say that this so-called demeanor really helped him a lot.

"I think with your network, I should have known my current situation for a long time, and I must get the 100 million yuan." He coughed lightly, sounding strange in the middle of the night. "Anyway, 100 million is just a small amount to you, right? I've read the newspapers these days, and the money you paid for the A Coruña was all your own, and now you must have the money to lend me too, right? ”

Juan was silent for a moment and raised his eyebrows: "Why?" ”

"What, why?" The person on the other side was stunned, but Juan still asked slowly, "Why should I lend it to you?" ”

"What why...... I don't have any money to use now! If I don't have money in a week, I'll die! The man was in a hurry all of a sudden, took two steps forward and grabbed Juan's collar and roared: "If it weren't for this money, I might have died by now!" Aren't you very rich, and it won't be good to take some out! ”

"It doesn't matter if I have money or not," Juan's voice was calm, with a hint of coolness in the night. "Why should I lend you money...... Or rather, why should I lend money to a drug-dealer from a loan shark? ”

The man on the other side 1 seemed to have been knocked on a stick unconsciously, and he was a little annoyed and angry, and a cold light hit his neck, and the cold and even tingling texture suddenly made him realize what it was.

Knife.

The man put a knife against his neck and roared: "100 million, do you take it?" If you don't take it, I'll rip you off now! ”

Juan took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the small field among the trees, "Do you remember this place?" ”

The man moved and sneered: "Of course I remember, this is where we used to come often, and I brought you and Igor here, Juan, we used to be so good when we were in the academy......"

"You still have the face to talk to me about that time!" Juan's anger exploded so quickly that the man couldn't help but take a small step back, but he didn't let go of Juan's grip, and the blade was still against his neck and stammered: "...... It's all your fault, yes, it's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I'm still playing football and wouldn't have taken the path of drug trafficking......"

Juan laughed happily.

What do you mean to blame him? This person is simply a little unreasonable!

"Fernando Garcia," he took a deep breath and sneered with a frown, "You've figured out why you retired!" ”

It's okay not to mention this, but as soon as he mentioned this, the man's whole face was distorted and hideous: "Isn't it that Real Madrid forcibly let me retire in order to protect you children with family backgrounds?" Failure to pass the mental verdict will result in permanent disqualification of the player...... Do you think this is an easy thing for a fifteen-year-old to accept?! ”

Juan didn't know what to say at this point, the anger burning in his chest, and the emotions rolled up almost to break his nerves.

"Protect our ......? That is, after all these years, you don't have the slightest remorse for what you did back then, is that right? ”

"Regrets? Of course I have! The man was suddenly excited, and Juan could see it clearly in the dim light, and the man's wide eyes were already full of bloodshots.

"I just regret it, if Hierro hadn't passed by there at the time?"

The rustle of the wind through the leaves and the low chuckle of the man who said it, Juan felt an icy chill creep down his spine in the still hot September.

"I just hate you, I really love you...... You, and Portillo, both of you are so talented, you can easily reach heights that I have not been able to reach for many years of training, and the first team that seems so far away to me seems to you to be just a matter of easy reach......"

When he said this, the man's whole body was trembling, not because of the cold, not because of fear, Juan could only see the ease and excitement of not vomiting or unhappy in his body, and he was so excited that he trembled.

"Obviously I started playing football first, obviously I took you to play with me...... Obviously you are so nice, you are so friendly, you are like sunshine that makes everyone like you, but I just hate you, especially you, Juan...... Especially you! ”

"I hate that you have such a good football talent, I hate that you make everyone happy, I hate that you will soon be able to realize my dreams, I hate that you have such a good family background, I hate that you shine, I hate that you have a brighter future than me all the time following me, I hate that you have a qiē that I will never have in my life when you are 11 years old!"

"At the same time, I hate myself...... I hate my low talent, I hate that I broke my own qi before I could succeed, and I hate even more that I didn't kill you directly here at that time! ”

The light was dim, and he gasped loudly in the night, like a trapped beast, feeling happy that he could confide out all his malice to his face, but the empty feeling in his heart grew bigger and bigger, and he couldn't fill it at all.

He wished that his words could turn into a sharp sword, directly piercing the body of the person in front of him, making him bloody, seeing him bleeding or even collapsing, his psychology had a supreme feeling of happiness, and this feeling was about to drive him crazy.

It's just that the person opposite didn't say a word, and he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing, and he couldn't see the expression of the person in front of him clearly, but he urgently needed to prove the reaction of the person in front of him now, so he took two steps forward, and the expression on his face was so hideous that it was deformed: "Why, if you don't speak, it means that you have a weak heart?" ”

Now the distance between him and Juan is almost as far as an arm's arm, but Juan is standing in the shadows, and he can't see how this person reacts at all, so he squints his eyes and tentatively approaches his body: "Is it really empty-hearted?" Then obediently take out 100 million, if it really doesn't work, take 50 million first, and then give 50 million later, I promise that I will not blame the past in the future, and I will have nothing to do with you......"

He didn't even have time to finish his words, only felt a pain in his abdomen, and he lowered his head almost in horror.

Juan still has a knife in his hand!!

His eyes widened to the maximum, and even his breathing was a little rapid, and he reached out and grabbed Juan's wrist tightly, and his legs couldn't even stand, supporting him entirely by Juan's hand.

Juan's hand was steady, his expression was calm, and he even had the leisure to look down at his expression and his horror and despair, and he opened his mouth to say something when he heard the person in front of him sneer.

"With your guts, you still want to threaten people with a knife?"

Juan deftly pushed his hand away, the knife was held in his hand, and before he could stab it, Juan had already erected the knife and parallel it to his body, so the whole knife hit him directly.

The man's legs were weak, and he fell directly to the ground panting loudly, Juan subconsciously touched his neck, and when he looked back at his hands, he was already covered with blood marks.

A familiar call came from outside the field, and Juan glanced back at him, turning and walking out of the field.

Casillas also arrived just in time, and because Juan was blocking his view, he only saw Juan alone, so when he opened his mouth with a smile on his face and wanted to call someone, he turned into a shocked face almost defenselessly: "Be careful! ”

Juan subconsciously wanted to turn back, only to hear a "gaba", a tooth-aching bone misalignment, Casillas panicked all of a sudden, and began to look for the door of the field, and the two people in the field scuffled together, and Juan's arm drooped in a very unnatural way.

The man had obviously fallen into a state of madness at this moment, he had long lost his mind, tearing at Juan and wishing to devour his flesh and bones, frantically shouting the curse of Juan, Casillas saw that Juan had been hit several times, and in a hurry, the blind cat opened the door of the stadium with the dead mouse in his hand, and rushed in to open the man.

"Give me 100 million!! No! Fifty million is enough! The man suddenly hugged Juan's leg and began to cry bitterly, "Fifty million, please save me!" I don't want to die yet, I still have a lot of things to do! ”

Casillas was stunned on the spot, one didn't pay attention and didn't press him properly, but the man rushed over, snatched it from Juan's hand and stabbed him in the arm!

"Juan!"

Juan Dias, the last memory of tonight is Casillas' hoarse shouts.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw was the snow-white ceiling, and then his gaze shifted.

-- Drip and drip.

This scene is so familiar, so familiar that Juan thought it was the midsummer of '03, he had just survived from a car accident, and he had a very dangerous and terrible dream, about the future, and about the person he had at hand.

He raised his hand with some difficulty, rubbed the top of the shaggy hair in front of him, as if awakened by the weight on his head, he looked up sleepily, and then said in surprise: "Juan! Are you awake...... You scared me to death, I thought ......"

"Thought I was dead?" Juan chuckled, his fingers slowly running over the cheek of the man in front of him.

This man is obviously still the same crybaby, whether he has lost a game or been bullied by Juan, he always has red eyes and looks like a little rabbit.

"Igor, I've had a dream for a long time." He whispered, "I dreamed of becoming a Deportivo La Coruna manager, I dreamed of lifting the European Championships, I dreamed of talking with Sir Alex Ferguson at Manchester United...... I also dreamed that you said you liked me. ”

The person who originally wanted to be angry with him was dumbfounded in an instant, blushing and unable to say anything, Juan looked at his face and chuckled.

"Yes, you must like me, otherwise why would you cry for me?"

"......" Igor Casillas decided to ignore this man, "The doctor showed you, saying that the knife was smeared with medicine that can cause a coma, maybe he planned to stun you directly and drag it away, and the bones were corrected, and he might have to hang his arm for a few days, and the injury on his arm was not big, and he couldn't touch the water." ”

Juan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay." He also felt the inconvenience of his left hand, and the scene of last night gradually returned, and he couldn't help frowning: "What happened after that?" ”

"What's going on?" Casillas was particularly angry, "The bastard raised by XX didn't run away, and on the spot he was poisoned = addicted to six relatives and didn't recognize it, and it was like performing performance art on the court." "Honestly, he was stunned...... It was also the first time he had seen someone commit this on the spot, and he was a little trembling when he made the call.

"Then the police car and the ambulance came, and I made a transcript for the night......" Casillas said with a big yawn and looked at him with drooping eyelids, "Anyway, you're all right." ”

"yes, it's fine." Juan nodded and raised an eyebrow, "Are you still hiding anything from me?" ”

"What?" Casillas was stunned.

"You must be hiding something from me, otherwise you wouldn't have spoken without looking me in the eye." Hu looked at him quietly, his ice-blue eyes as calm as the shores of Lake Baikal.

Casillas was silent for a long time before rubbing his head irritably: "I didn't say anything, but it's better for you not to know now......!" ”

"If it's about Fernando Garcia, if you don't say it now, I'll find out later." The police will definitely come to him to take notes.

Cassie naturally knew the truth, and he hesitated for a moment before speaking, "He took a knife and harmed himself yesterday when he was addicted to drugs...... Cut to the aorta, lost too much blood and died. ”

Suddenly there was silence in the ward, and Casillas did not dare to look at Juan, and for a long time he could only hear him sigh softly.

"Relieved."

Cassie didn't figure out whether this "relief" was referring to himself or Fernando until the police came, but he seemed to see that the bearer of malice had dissipated, and Juan had already consciously borne this huge malice.

The malice of the excellent people, the malice of the pride of the sky, the malice of the ...... His malice.

The transcript was quickly completed, and Juan was about to leave, but the front entrance of the hospital was surrounded by a crowd of people, and he could see the crowd outside even when he went downstairs.

"What's the situation?" Juan asked the people around him, and Casillas was helpless: "There are many channels for media reporters to know the news......"

Juan said, "Let's walk in the garage." ”