The football hooligans in the UK may be more well-known than the Italian mafia, although Ling Feng has heard of it for a long time, but the real football hooligans have not been seen until now.

There was someone in front of the car, and Vivien naturally didn't dare to drive forward, she said angrily: "I'll go down and teach these guys a lesson!" ”

"Don't go, let your brother go." Ling Feng stopped her.

Beating up a fan, even if the other party is wrong first, once the media reports it, it is definitely negative news. Of course, Ling Feng, whose popularity has increased significantly, does not want to make such negative news during the critical time period of the Premier League, and he does not want to cause trouble for the team and himself because of this trivial matter.

Before Ling Feng could speak, Tiger and Lei Luo stepped out of the Chevrolet Suburban SUV behind them.

"What are you doing? Want me to call the police? Tiger is still very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing, and he directly moved out of the police to scare these troublesome fans.

"Call the police? Who do you think you are? A blonde young man with a hot moxigan head suddenly smashed the mineral water bottle in his hand on the windshield of Ling Feng's car.

Bang! There was a muffled sound. A mineral water bottle certainly couldn't shatter the bulletproof glass of the Cadillac President I, but the cork was knocked open, and the water inside spilled out, splashing everywhere.

Tiger, who had already walked to the front of the car, suddenly became angry, stepped forward, and grabbed the young man with the head of Moxican. His hand was like an iron pincer, and the young man of Moshigan screamed in pain, and struggled hard, but he could not break free.

"How dare you beat someone here? Hit him! Someone in the crowd yelled.

All of a sudden, mineral water bottles, plastic horns for cheering, and other messy things smashed into Tiger and Relo.

At this time, the reporter who came out of the hotel happened to see this scene, and then picked up his camera to capture it.

When Tiger saw the reporter, he alertly let go of the wrist of the young man with the head of Mohican, holding his head in both hands, and looked like he was beaten and did not fight back. Lei Luo was stunned for a moment, and then followed up to learn Tiger's movements.

In the car, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, "Did you see it?" Your brother handled this kind of period very well, and learn a little bit in the future, you can hit people when no one is around, but it's better not to do that in public. ”

Looking at the flickering camera flash, Vivian was silent for a moment before saying, "I know, you are now a public figure, and if your bodyguard beats someone in public, you will become the target of public crusade." Don't worry, I won't be so reckless in the future. Still, I like you before. ”

Ling Feng said that he didn't say anything, he knew that Vivien was interesting to him, but this was also what gave him a little headache.

Several hotel security guards walked out, and one of them shouted, "What are you doing?" We've called the police, and you won't be able to watch tonight's game if you don't leave! ”

This sentence still works, these troublesome fans are not afraid of police arrest, but they are afraid that they will not be able to go to the stadium to watch the game. As soon as the hotel's security guard said this, a Brighton fan slipped away. Someone took the lead, someone followed, and in just a few minutes, the Brighton fans who blocked Ling Feng disappeared.

Tiger and Relo were covered in mineral water, cola, and coffee, and the wolf was very happy.

Ling Feng stepped out of the car and came to Tiger and Lei Luo's side, "Are you all right?" ”

"It's okay, just go back and change it." Tiger said.

"Alright, let's go inside." Ling Feng said.

A large group of reporters who had just attended the press conference before the Wigan Athletic match followed and gathered around, taking pictures and handing the microphones, and the scene was chaotic.

"Mr. Ling, will you play Wigan Athletic vs Brighton tonight?"

"Mr. Ling, will you appear as a starter tonight?"

"Mr. Ling, now that the scouting network has marked your value to 50 million pounds, do you think you are worth the price?"

The reporter who asked the question tried hard to squeeze to Ling Feng's side, but he was never able to break through the guard circle of several bodyguards led by Tiger. Ling Feng stood in the middle of them, like a protected treasure, there were many people looking at it, but no one could touch it.

Ling Feng was already familiar with this kind of scene, and he was comfortable with it, he said with a relaxed expression: "I'll just say a few words, I'm not a starter tonight, I was a little injured in the last game, which has a certain impact on my state." But if the team needs me to play, I'll still play. As for a journalist friend who said that I was worth 50 million pounds and asked me if it was worth it, my answer was that I am the owner of Wigan Athletic, I am not for sale, and I am the only one who buys me in the transfer market, and no one can buy me. ”

The stock price of the goddess group is rising every day, like riding a rocket, and his wealth is also growing every day, does a tyrant like him need to hang himself up to the window of the transfer market to sell? It's a joke!

"Mr. Ling, are you in a relationship with Magkidland?"

"Mr. Ling, you are the biggest beneficiary, do you have anything to do with the deaths of Dave Deland and Magkidland?"

There are always people who ask infuriating questions.

Ling Feng said, "Go and ask my lawyer for such a question, okay, so be it." ”

Tiger and the others held hands and walked towards the hotel in the shape of a circle. The reporters in front of him squeezed away alive, and Ling Feng didn't answer any reporters' questions.

At 7:30 p.m., a luxury bus with the Wigan Athletic team emblem drove into the parking lot of Westdam Stadium. Before the car door opened, the reporters standing outside the fence were already busy, taking pictures and turning on the camera, and those holding the microphone stretched the microphone in their hands as much as possible to the road where the Wigan Athletic players were likely to walk.

Wigan Athletic's bus was slow to open.

In the carriage, Coach Mullen put away his notepad, but said: "I have finished explaining my tactical arrangement to you, and I will remind you again at the end, you must remember that you may not be the best player, but you must be the best player." Once you're on the pitch, every one of you has to run and don't let the Brighton players get the ball and pass the ball comfortably, no matter who's getting the ball or where the ball is, I'm going to ask you to go up and press it. Once you've got the ball, you have to work together to break down their goals! ”

"Woo-la!" The Wigan Athletic players roared with excitement.

Ling Feng smiled: "Also, don't worry about losing, I will be your backing, if you can't win the game, I will play." ”

"Boss, you just rest tonight, we will prove our strength to you with a victory!" Gondes said.

"Yes, we are a team that is about to be promoted to the Premier League, how can we lose to a mid-table Championship team?" Peake said with a smile.

"Hahaha......" There was laughter in the bus.

At this time, the door opened, and Mullen was the first to get out of the car, and the Wigan Athletic players followed him and stepped out of the car one by one. Ling Feng was the last, and it was Vivian who accompanied him. Tiger and Relo and the others had already stood guard on both sides of the passage.

"That Huaguo youth is Ling Feng, the boss of Wigan Athletic!"

"So young, not only is he the boss of the Goddess Group, but now he has become the boss of Wigan Athletic, and his story will definitely write a good book!"

"Mr. Ling, can you answer me a question?"

"Mr. Ling, I heard that Wigan Athletic has no plans to recruit until now, is this the reason why you are not sure of being promoted to the Premier League?"

"Mr. Ling......"

Wigan Athletic has a large group of people, the focus of fans is Ling Feng, and the reporter wants to interview Ling Feng. Mullen and Gondes and others have simply become invisible supporting characters, and they are not at all in the eyes of fans and reporters.

Ling Feng just walked with his head buried and didn't answer anyone's questions.

Suddenly, a female fan broke through the isolation belt, and while the security personnel were unprepared, she ran towards Ling Feng. Almost at the same time, Vivian and Tiger had corresponding protective measures, but Ling Feng's reaction was faster, and he grabbed Vivian while also giving Tiger a look.

Tiger retreated into place, and Vivien let her guard down. She clearly remembered what Ling Feng had told her before, what she needed to pay attention to in public.

The female fan who caused the accident was actually only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a childish face and a myopic glasses. On one side of her face, she painted the emblem of Wigan Athletic, which consisted of a Viking tree and a crown, and on the other hand, Ling Feng's name was written in Chinese characters. Obviously, she is a fan of Wigan Athletic, and she is a loyal fan of Ling Feng.

This is also the reason why Ling Feng stopped Vivien and Tiger, such a girl would not pose a threat to him, and he also needed to have a little interaction with his loyal fans. With so many reporters present, how could he miss the opportunity to get close to the fans?

Ling ...... Can you sign me? The female fan ran to Ling Feng, holding a photo of Ling Feng playing football and a signature pen, looking at Ling Feng with blank eyes.

The security guards at the stadium tried to stop him, but Tiger stopped him.

"No problem." Ling Feng picked up the photo and the pen and signed his name on the back of the photo neatly, and then he handed the photo and the pen to the female fan.

"I—Can I hug you?" The female fan's face was red when she spoke, because she was excited, and her speech was a little unclear.

Ling Feng grinned toothily and reached out to give her a shallow hug.

This scene was filmed by the surrounding reporters, and the picture of Ling Feng hugging the female fans appeared in all the cameras, and the smile on his face was also natural, very friendly, and made people feel very comfortable.

"Alright, goodbye." Ling Feng let go of the female fan and walked towards the stadium with his head buried.

At this time, some fans wanted to break through the barrier and contact Ling Feng, but they were all stopped by the stadium's security guards and Tiger and others, and this time Ling Feng did not give them instructions to let the fans go. It's not that he contacted the little female fan just now because she was well-behaved, but this thing can't be endless, if every fan asks him to sign and hug, then he doesn't have to go to the game.

The stadium at Westdam Stadium was already full of fans, and most of the fans who were outside just now were fans who had not sold tickets, many of them were Wigan Athletic fans. So as soon as we entered the home stadium, the atmosphere changed, and before the Wigan Athletic players were on the pitch, there was invective and contemptuous boos in the stadium.

"Do you hear that?" As he walked towards the locker room, Ling Feng said with a smile, "I didn't expect us to be so popular, do you know how to repay them?" ”

"I'm going to smash their goal!" Gangdes hated the authentic.

"You can enter as many as you can, and you don't have to be polite to them tonight!" Ling Feng boosted the morale of the players, "Take advantage of tonight's game, you also want to send a signal to those Premier League teams that next season, none of them will have a good time!" ”

A fire ignited in the hearts of the Wigan Athletic players.