"Really...... It's boring! ”

Hillat pulled the taxi into a relatively secluded corner, then lit himself a cigarette and took a deep puff of emotion.

The reason why it is relative is because today's Manchester market is full of surging crowds, boiling hustle and bustle, Manchester United for Fan Bizhuang's joining ceremony can be described as a painstaking effort, the momentum is huge, the fans are also very enthusiastic, the streets and alleys are cheering and hotly talking, plus Manchester United and Manchester City fans, the two sides continue to have some verbal conflicts and abuse, so the city does not have a really quiet place.

Hillat had just had a war of words with a few fellow riders and another group of taxi drivers, and if it hadn't been for the police, it might have turned into a hand-to-hand civil war in the taxi industry.

"This group of nouveau riche next door, don't look at the results are not very good, all of them have a big temper! Bah! ”

"As you said, they're nouveau riche! People have money! Money that can't be used up in a few lifetimes, so naturally you can do whatever you want! ”

"So what? Rich and amazing? Can you buy a top player like Van with money? Can you buy a champion with money? …… Dream their dreams, even in another hundred years, they will still be a bunch of spicy chickens! ”

"It may be that Manchester City's results have improved very quickly in recent years, and I think that if they can stabilize, maybe in a few years, they may really be able to achieve better results...... Ha, I'm not ambitious, I'm just seeking truth from facts, but ah, you're right, even if it takes another hundred years, Manchester City can't compare to us! If you want to sneer at us, hey, you want to win a few league championships! ”

"Hmph, they were lucky just now, if the police hadn't come, I would have taught those guys a hard lesson, just drive their cars well, and even support the nouveau riche next door, it's really useless!"

There were six or seven taxis parked next to Hillrat, and the drivers were standing nearby, smoking cigarettes and chatting, some with disdain, some with mockery, and some with spitting on the ground when talking about Manchester City.

This is the norm for Manchester City fans, in this city, the two largest fan groups are Manchester United and Manchester City, and every time they talk about each other, they are gritting their teeth and wanting to bite their opponents to death.

"Don't go!"

Hilllat didn't get involved, not because he didn't want to speak, but because he was too angry when he was scolding just now, his voice was a little hoarse at this time, and he just smoked a cigarette and watched the guys brag and fart.

He waved his hand and sent away a passenger who wanted to take a taxi to ask, in fact, the traffic situation in Manchester City today is definitely not good, especially the distance from the city center to the southwest area, Fan Bizhuang's joining ceremony attracted countless Manchester United fans, it was crowded everywhere, Hillrath didn't want to join in the excitement, stuck in the middle of the road, not entering, not retreating, it is better to find a place to steal a lazy moment.

In just a few moments, no less than three or four passengers came over to ask if they were going to Old Trafford, but Hillrath didn't bother, and the other taxi drivers were not stupid and didn't want to join in the fun. Even if they are also die-hard supporters of Manchester United, but they don't have tickets, they can't get in anyway, so they might as well find a place to watch the live broadcast on TV.

The riders chatted and farted with each other, and somehow, the topic was pulled from Manchester United and Van Bizhuang to Hillrat, and someone shouted at him: "Hillrat, what, aren't you going either?" ”

Hillard's face turned red, and as if he hadn't heard, he threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground.

For most of the city's taxi drivers, the common denominator is that they share the same hobbies, racing, drinking, and bragging—and apparently, Hillrath is all the same.

These days, he is boasting to some friends and colleagues that he is friends with the superstar Fan Bizhuang who is about to join the team, and the relationship is good.

In order to confirm the credibility of this set of statements, Hillard also took out a business card - of course, not from Fan Bizhuang, but from Fan Bizhuang's agent Molina.

This time, even if anyone questioned it, in the face of such evidence, the friends believed it, and they were envious and jealous for Hillat for a while.

In fact, this business card is indeed left to him by Molina, why did he do this, naturally it has nothing to do with "Hillat's friendship with Fan Bizhuang", Hillatt learned that the luggage left in his car was the big star Fan Bizhuang's, he enthusiastically insisted on sending it back in person, and it was Molina who received him, Hillatt hurriedly moved the luggage into the room, and finally left a business card for Molina, saying that if he and Fan Bizhuang needed it in the future, he would come immediately, and no fare, As a courtesy, Molina also left him a business card.

And then...... This has become the capital and "evidence" that Hillrath bragged about, anyway, others don't know, he can blow it as much as he wants, even if it is just to blow out a flower, no one can say anything.

In the past few days, with the business card given by Molina, Hilllat has been in the limelight, but today, on this occasion, friends asked about his "good friend" Fan Bizhuang, which made him a little embarrassed.

Didn't you say that Fan Bizhuang and you were friends at first sight, today is his good day, your friend, don't go to the scene to shout and cheer, what's the matter?

"Yes, Hillrat, Van made his official debut at Old Trafford today, you are his friend, how can you not go to the scene to see it?"

"Fan should have sent you an invitation, right?"

"Hey man, I'm a big fan of Fan, if you can, can you help me get an autographed photo of him?" …… Today is a good opportunity, or maybe you're going to Old Trafford, right? ”

The riders have already made a fuss, and Hillat only feels that 10,000 divine beasts are galloping by, Nima, is Lao Tzu bragging? Know what bragging is? It's the kind of stuff that doesn't have to pay!

Of course, such words can't be spoken, otherwise he won't lose face as the "God of Manchester City"? Hillrath hated the first coaxed rider to itch his teeth, but he had no choice but to play perfunctorily haha.

"Ahem, ahem...... You're right, Fan and I are with whom, but he called me early to invite me, saying that he had prepared the best position for me......"

“…… Hah, but don't I have to go to work? I'm a very responsible person, and I can't run around during working hours. ”

"Actually, I don't really want to go, lo and behold, Old Trafford must be noisy at this time, there are so many people, Fan can't stay alone with me in such a situation, I can't delay his appearance...... But it doesn't matter, we see each other often anyway, ha, if I have the chance, I'll help you get an autograph. ”

The riders were heckling again, apparently dissatisfied with Hillrat's rhetoric, and kept joking and ridiculing him.

Hillatt was depressed, but he could only admit it, this is not the time to be hard, otherwise, this group of "long-tongued women" still don't know how to arrange themselves, if they "force" themselves to go to Old Trafford, but they can't even enter the door, it will be really embarrassing.

"It's so lively, huh? I saw you guys gathering here from afar, why, you have nothing to do? If you have nothing to do, get out of the way, the roads are already congested today, what are you making a mess here? ”

At this time, someone came from a distance, and when everyone looked up, they saw Officer Port, dressed in civilian clothes, swaying to the front.

Porter is in charge of this area, and the taxi drivers have been dealing with him for many years, and they have known each other for a long time, waving to him with a smile, and someone handed him a cigarette.

Porter was not polite, throwing away the police uniform on his body, he was no different from ordinary Manchester City citizens, and even friends with many people in private, so he naturally took the cigarette, but did not light it, and said to several drivers around: "Come on, just be lazy for a while, don't gather here, there is a lot of noise in Manchester City today, don't do anything here, what should you do, don't obstruct traffic." ”

When he walked over just now, Porter heard the content of this group of guys' conversation, and he was also amused, others don't know, can he not know? The things that Hillard bragged about were pure nonsense, he had a fart relationship with Van Bizhuang, and Manchester United Club approached the police station to help them retrieve Van Bizhuang's luggage - in this case, it was Poult who came forward, and if it wasn't for his mediation, maybe Manchester United Club would have sent Hillard to the police station for a while.

What kind of friendship is this?

To put it mildly, Hillrat's bastard just has nothing to do, and the other party doesn't care much, otherwise there will be no chance for him to brag indiscriminately, I'm afraid he will still be shouting behind bars in the police station at this time.

With a wave of his hand, the drivers dispersed, and Hillard also wanted to leave, but was stopped by Porter's hand.

"I said Hillat, can you get into less trouble? Still at first sight with Fan? Are you going to die if you brag? …… I said, how could there be such a neighbor as you, if it weren't for old Hilrat...... Forget it, you let me save some snacks, okay, don't really get yourself into the police station and can't get out, I don't know how to explain when I see your father in the future. ”

Hillrath smiled wryly, a reluctant smile on his meaty face.

Porter didn't say anything more, mentioning the other party's father, Hillrat's heart probably thought of some unhappy things again, and he didn't want to reveal the other party's scars again, shook his head, waved his hand again, and signaled Hillard to get out of here.

After a pause, Porter stopped Hillat again, thought about it, simply pulled the car door, and sat directly in the passenger seat.

"Take me for a ride, I didn't work today, and the car is at the police station."

Hillrath muttered twice: "The police can't squeeze the toiling masses, ......", seeing Porter's eyes glaring, Hillrath changed into a smiling face, "Okay, Dear Officer Porter, where are you going?" Taxi driver Hillat will be happy to serve you! ”

“……”

Porter snorted angrily, and then couldn't help but laugh again, he was really helpless about Hillrat's hob meat.

"Let's go to the stadium." Poulter said.

"Old Trafford?" Hillat asked, confused.

"Well, today's joining ceremony, I'm also going to join in the fun, you know, I've always liked Fan, my favorite player and my most lively club, now it's a family, of course I'm going to witness this great moment." Speaking of this, Porter smiled and asked, "What, you want to go in and have a look?" ”

"Yes."

Hillrat's ancestors have been a die-hard Manchester United fan for generations, and he is too, so he nodded without hesitation, but shook his head and said gloomily, "But I don't have a ticket." ”

"Don't be discouraged, don't I have no tickets?"

"Then you ......"

"The guy in charge of maintaining the east stand today is the guy in our bureau, hehe, you know......"

Porter laughed, "Let's go, I'll take you in." ”

Hillat looked excited, didn't say a word, stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and the taxi sped away.