As night fell, the game hadn't even started, but the DW Arena was already full. There are Manchester City fans who have come from afar to support the Manchester City team, as well as Wigan Athletic fans, and Ling Feng's personal fans. No one has counted it, but what is certain is that Ling Feng's personal fans account for the vast majority of this DW stadium. In addition, there are some celebrities from all walks of life in the UK, such as the BBC's Yulena, such as Senator Hunt in the House of Lords, and the Cindy Kraser of the Kreeser family, who controls Manchester United.

In fact, with Ling Feng's business and assets in Europe and the United States, as well as his connections, he is already a member of an authentic European and American high society. This is just the beginning, and in a few months, if Frank succeeds in being elected president of the United States, his social status and career will rise to greater heights.

The highest realm of business is actually politics, and with the development of this realm, Ling Feng has already understood the truth of this.

Although there were many friends present, Ling Feng did not sit with them, he sat on the bench wearing his jersey. Gatotha and Vivien stood beside him, one on the left and the other on the right, like cold-faced goddesses.

Ling Feng attended most occasions with him, Vivian and Gatosha, two beautiful bodyguards, and the major media were also accustomed to it. A lot of related lace news was also written, envying many men who coveted the beauty of Katosha and Vivien, but this had no effect on Ling Feng at all. He can roll the sheets with Gatosha and Vivien, and let those men envy him.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the players of both sides entered the field on time, lined up and exchanged team flags. With the referee's whistle, a match related to the Premier League title this season kicked off.

As soon as the game began, the voice calling Ling Feng's name sounded on the court.

"The fans want you to play." Vivien smiled and said, "Seriously, I want to see you play on the pitch too. I'm your fan. ”

Ling Feng said: "If you want to watch me play, I'll go up and play for a few minutes when the game is over." ”

Vivien then said, "No, no, no, it's your safety that matters most. It's not necessarily a killer lurking here, and I don't want to hurt you by watching you play. ”

Ling Feng smiled. The female bodyguard becomes a lover, and the change in this relationship is subtle, and he also enjoys this period of time.

"What if the jealous ones don't show up?" Gatosha said aloud. She talks less, and what she says is usually serious.

Ling Feng said, "If it doesn't show up, we will also proceed according to the original plan. Once the Black Hawk side is ready, we'll head back to the Holy Land. ”

"Are you going to destroy the one qiē there?" There was a hint of worry in Gatotha's eyes.

Ling Feng said: "The Jealous Sect and the Immortal Clan want my life, I want my child's life, if I don't do something, am I still a man?" I had been looking for the headquarters of the Shaky religion before, and now it seems that the Holy Land Island is the headquarters of the Shaky religion. The Cult of Jealousy is a cult, and it should not exist in this world. ”

"What about the Immortals?" Katosha said, "The Holy Land Island is the headquarters of the Shaky Religion, so where is the territory of the Immortals? ”

Ling Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I don't know, Hannah must know, but she never told me." ”

Vivien curled the corners of her mouth, "She's still your wife, how can she hide this kind of thing from you?" I don't think she's really about you. ”

Gatosha suddenly turned around, "Sister Hannah, when did you come?" ”

Vivien was suddenly frightened and looked back nervously, but she didn't see Hannah, and she immediately slapped Gatosha in anger, "You slut, you make such a joke, you're going to die!" ”

Gatosha giggled, "If you are so afraid of Miss Hannah, why do you dare to speak ill of her?" I'm doing this for your own good, if she's really behind you, and you say something like that, I can't even guess how miserable you'll be. ”

Hearing such a conversation, Ling Feng's face was full of wry smiles. Indeed, if Hannah was going to beat up Vivien for saying bad things about her, what would he do about it?

It was then that Wigan Athletic striker Falcao scored past Manchester City to give a one-goal lead at home. The home fans cheered. The goal also heralded another big step towards the Premier League title at Wigan Athletic.

However, Ling Feng's heart didn't fluctuate much, just a little happy. At his current level, a victory in a ball game, or even a league championship team, is actually just icing on the cake for him, and it doesn't mean much. At this time, his mind has always been on dealing with the Evil Sect and the Immortal Clan.

Like Ling Feng, Tiger and the others were not focused on this crucial match, and he led Ramos, Relo, Lantes, and Bered in search of suspicious targets in the stadium and prepared for a surprise attack that could occur at any time.

As the game progressed, time passed little by little, and Ling Feng was a little breathless. He's the target, he's on the bench at Wigan Athletic, but why doesn't the killer show up? Under normal circumstances, the killers of the Cult should show up, and they don't care about the occasion to assassinate a target.

The first half ended uneventually, with Wigan Athletic maintaining a one-goal advantage until the end of the first half. After the whistle blew at the end of the first half, the players from Wigan Athletic and Manchester City returned to the dressing room to rest. Coach Mullen walked up to Ling Feng and said politely, "Boss, are you going to the locker room to say something?" ”

Ling Feng said, "You can just go, I'll stay here." ”

"Okay." Mullen's tone was respectful, "Boss, will you be on the court in the second half?" ”

Ling Feng said: "It depends, if you can maintain the lead until the end of the game, or expand the score, I won't play." If you're equalised, or overtaken, I'll play again. ”

"Okay, boss, I'm going to the locker room." Mullen said.

"Go, go, go, pass on my greetings to my brothers." Ling Feng said.

The whole team is paid in his hands from top to bottom, and no one can control whether he plays or not, and Mullen can only ask for advice. Mu Lun came to speak, in fact, it was mainly a few words in front of the boss to show respect.

After Mu Lun left, Ling Feng picked up a briefcase that was placed at his feet, opened it, and glanced at a micro freezing device inside, and when he was sure that it was still working normally, his heart was a little calmer.

The freezer in his briefcase froze the happy pollen he had worked so hard to collect, and all his hopes for dealing with Achilles were in this briefcase. During this time, he also always carried this briefcase with him, and he could use the happy pollen in it to deal with Achilles at any time.

Seeing Ling Feng inspecting the freezing equipment, Vivian leaned over and said in a sweet voice, "Ling, do you have enough happy pollen?" Otherwise, let's just make a little bit at the end of the game, I think the more important things the better. ”

Ling Feng quickly twitched her buttocks, there was nothing on his lips, but Vivien's words had already provoked some of his interest. During this time, collecting happy pollen has also become one of his favorite things to do. It only takes a little happy pollen to deal with Achilles, but the happy pollen he collects is enough to wipe Achilles from head to toe and turn Achilles into a flour mill worker.

Vivien moved away playfully as her ass was spanked. Ling Feng didn't care if anyone saw it, but she didn't want to make headlines the next day, let alone Hannah to see such a headline somewhere in the world - her husband was slapping her ass. That's definitely a very bad thing.

The second half started and Wigan Athletic were still in good shape. The Wigan Athletic players who have been trained by the "Spartan training system" have a perverted physique and patience, running crazy all over the field, pressing high, and the Manchester City team is simply unable to play an effective match, let alone a threatening attack.

Eighty minutes into the game, another Wigan Athletic striker, Balotelli, broke through the door of Manchester City again to make it 2-0. Balotelli's goal was the perfect seal for the game. There were even fans in the stands of the stadium who displayed banners that read "Wigan Athletic is the champion".

On the field, fans were calling Ling Feng's name, expecting him to play football. Ling Feng still didn't play, and the more the game was nearing the end, the more nervous he became.

"Probably not." Katosha frowned and said, "Maybe Master Tiga and Tirakshasa were killed. ”

Ling Feng shook his head, "No, I always feel that something is wrong. I was thinking that Master Tiga and the Drashasa didn't die so easily, maybe they were hiding in a corner watching me, and they were also thinking about how to kill me. ”

"Looks like we'll have to wait for Black Hawk." Gatosha said.

But at this moment, Ling Feng's gaze moved to the opposite stand, and at the edge of the stadium, a fan wearing a baseball cap was looking at this side with a telescope. The fan looked like he was watching the game on the pitch, but his position was close to the pitch and was the best stand, so he didn't need to use a telescope at all.

Ling Feng's heart moved, and at the same time he looked away, pretending not to see the suspicious fan, and said in a low voice, "Just listen, don't look at it." Opposite, at six o'clock, guy in a baseball cap. He was watching us through a telescope. ”

"Appeared?" Vivien suddenly became excited.

Gatosha spoke up and said, "Don't look. ”

"I didn't look at it." Vivien said.

Ling Feng got up and said, "Let's go, let's get out of here and lead them outside." With that, he took his briefcase and walked in the direction of the passage.

Vivien and Gatosha followed suit, also leaving Wigan Athletic's bench.

Sure enough, just as Ling Feng was about to leave the stadium with Vivian and Gatosha, the fan wearing a baseball cap put away the binoculars in his hand, and he took out a mobile phone to make a call, "He's gone, you can close the net." ”