"Why can't I?! I didn't expect you to discriminate against women! Sylvia retorted, pouting.

I'm here, I'm discriminating against women here?! I just don't believe it! Hugo thought depressedly.

"I didn't mean to discriminate against you, you little girl has a problem with her comprehension, what did I say?! I'm also worried about you, will you meet a liar?! Hugo argued.

"Haha, then you care about me, this proves that you still have me in your heart!" Sylvia clapped her hands and laughed.

"Alas, I'm Nima!" Hugo was really angry, "I said can you please not mention between us!" There is no possibility between us, Sylvia, if it is a couple, it is impossible for the two of us to have a follow-up plot! If we are friends, we can be good friends for life! I care about you because you're my friend! It doesn't mean I'm interested in you! ”

Anyway, this girl has a very strong ability to resist beatings, and Hugo simply said it again!

Once or twice, the little girl was finally a little sad!

There was a pause for a while before asking, "That Julia. Bonaparte is your girlfriend?! ”

"It's not! She's not the type I like either! Rain decisively denied it.

"But Sister Aisha said you were especially kind to her! Loved Miss Bonaparte! She also said......"

"What else are you talking about?!" Hugo asked curiously, this cousin turned out to be a gold medal little secret agent, with a lot of mouths and tongues!

"She also said that you were like a pug, pestering Miss Bonaparte and inviting people to your company! Take the opportunity to get closer! "Sylvia can be regarded as having sold Sister Aisha cleanly.

"She's talking nonsense!" Hugo said angrily, "Hmph, Aisha is full of nonsense, what did I invite?!" It wasn't me who invited, it was Miss Bonaparte's father who asked me to let his daughter work in my company! Hi, why should I explain it to you! You're not my girlfriend! ”

"Hi", Hugo slapped his thigh, can I explain it to you?! Sylvia smiled at Hugo's movements, and then both fell silent.

When Allegri came out, Hugo and Sylvia hurriedly stepped forward, and Hugo asked about the doctor at the Trapani hospital who had followed him.

"Thank goodness!" After Hugo heard the result, he folded his hands and thanked God, in such a foul state, Allegri's ankle injury was not serious, the ligament was slightly torn, the bone was cracked, and there was no fracture, which was simply too lucky, as for how to explain Allegri in physics, Hugo didn't want to know.

But even so, Allegri's foot will take a week or two to get off the ground.

Overall, it's not bad, the ankle is the most vulnerable part of the player, it's really serious, and it's not without precedent to miss a year, Allegri already knew the result when he was filmed in it, and he smiled calmly at the moment.

Since it was okay, Hugo hammered him on the shoulder, "Uncle Yu, I didn't expect that your body bones are the same as those beaten by iron, and you didn't suffer any major injuries like that!" ”

"I feel like Superman, too!" Allegri laughed, "Look, you've bought a Superman, and now you know you're getting your money's worth!" ”

Everyone laughed!

Rome, headquarters of the Amateur League, Andrea. Greco is leisurely drinking coffee in his office, he is the referee of the entire Serie Ding League, the Serie Ding League has 9 groups, each group has 18 teams, there are many teams, there are many games every year, he has a lot of work, in fact, his work is not so complicated, he also has assistants.

The assignment of referees is a trivial matter, mainly to deal with emergencies, for example, a referee can not enforce the game temporarily, then he must deal with it as soon as possible, every weekend there are 81 games in the Serie A, there are many more referees than Serie A every weekend, there are always accidents.

This weekend everything is normal, safe and sound, all the games have ended, there are no special circumstances in the Serie Ding League, there are no games scheduled in the evening, which is different from Serie A, this is made in full consideration of the actual situation of each team, many Italian teams are not very financially abundant, a money is broken in half and spent, all arranged to play in the evening, and it is not the away team to stay in the home team city for one night?! This is an unnecessary expense, the groups are divided by geographical area, and it is usually time to meet their own towns after playing.

So Greco won't work overtime, won't wait here until late at night.

Look up at the alarm clock on the office wall, it's not early, it's time to get off work!

Greco cleaned up and prepared to go home, when the phone in his office rang.

"Damn, I hope nothing happens!" Greco cursed and picked up the phone, "Hey, this is Andrea. Greco, the referee of the Amateur League! ”

"Mr. Greco! I'm Nino. Brocky! The voice on the other end of the phone was crying.

"It's you! Mr. Brockie! What's wrong?! What happened unexpectedly?! Greco could tell from Brockie's voice that things weren't too rosy, and he knew exactly which game Brocky was officiating, because it was he who personally arranged Brockie's match between Trapani and Acireale.

"We were treated by Gian Luigi. Pasilio. That bastard Colini is locked in the referee's lounge and can't get out now! Brockie continued to shout with tears in his voice.

Yes! Greco was thundered!

The first time I heard of something like this, the first time something like this happened in the amateur league, the referee was locked in the referee's dressing room after the game.

"They lost the game?!" Greco asked uncertainly.

"Yes! That guy is a lunatic! He locked us up! I don't know what to do, I don't have their phone! I'm afraid he'll have someone come and clean us up! Brockie was a little scared at last, any insults had been trivial before, and this time he suspected that the young boss was going to get serious, and he might fix them hard.

It was an uneventful game, after which some fans climbed over the fence and rushed into the stadium, where the players and the referee were escorted by security personnel into their respective locker rooms.

Brocky and his companions heard shouting and scolding outside in the referee's locker room, as well as the persuasion of the security guards, who did not understand very well, and the people outside spoke in dialects, they were from the north, and they could not understand the local bird language of Sicily.

Then it seemed that the crowd outside had dispersed, but they could no longer open the door to the referee's dressing room.

Brockie absolutely didn't believe that it was the fans who locked the door of the room, it must have been the boss, he spat on him, he must have instructed the fans to throw themselves with coins, and he must have been the one who locked the referee this time.

"Alright, Nino, stay calm! I'll report back to Mr. Tavicchio and get in touch with their club and get them to release you as soon as possible! It's not a big deal, they won't dare to be rough with you! Rest assured! Greco kept comforting Brockie.

"No, Mr. Greco! That guy was a madman, and at halftime he instructed the fans to attack us with coins! You don't know how crazy it is, tens of thousands of coins beckoning us! Brocky only remembered at this time that Qian Yu at halftime was actually a very crazy move, but he also guessed wrong, not tens of thousands, but more than 200,000 coins beckoning them.

"Don't worry, he will never dare to be rough with you, you are the referee!" Greco was comforted by the same words, of course he hoped that Trapani would be rude, so that they would have more reason to punish the hillbillies.

Putting down the phone, Greco made a phone call to Tavicio, in which he informed Mr. Chairman of the situation given by Brockie.

"It's sensational! What kind of club is this?! It's a bandit club! It's a shame on Italian football! Andrea, you should contact the newspaper immediately to expose the banditry of this club in Trapani! Our alliance also needs to take a heavy action against this kind of behavior! Tavicio scolded indignantly.

"What about the Brockie guys over there?!" Greco asked.

"They?! Do you think the longer they are locked up, the better for us?! Tavicchio was blunt.

Does this need to be said?! Of course! Sure!

Tavicio and Greco were too busy exposing the sensational incident to contact Trapani or Alberto, the head of the local amateur team's committee. Richie, but is Hugo really as stupid as they are?!

Of course, he won't be so stupid to keep a few referees locked up all the time, he just wants to teach them a lesson!

Allegri did not need to be hospitalized in Palermo, and Allegri did not want to stay in Palermo to recuperate, Hugo and his party returned to Trapani, and Allegri will stay in the local hospital for a few days before being discharged.

Hugo already knew about it, and he told it to Allegri as a joke, and Allegri was cute, and you are too bold!

"Won't there be any trouble with that, they'll punish the club!" Allegri is not optimistic about the situation.

"Hmph, wait and see! I'm going to expose them, I'm going to make them never dare to stretch their black claws out to my team again! Hugo said with a cold snort.

It's a pity that he is too young, and he didn't have much experience in struggle in his previous life, so if he wants to be exposed, he has to rush early, and Tavicio has already contacted the media to get him.

Back at the club, Hugo took Victor and them to the stadium, it was already late at night, and it was not only them who came with them, but also hundreds of fans who were temporarily recruited, who were responsible for Hugo as extras, and they held all kinds of banners and slogans, scolding Brockie, scolding the amateur league!