Chapter 251: Murder in a Closed Room

Of course, part of the resentment of Carsley and the others is sincere, they do miss Vardy, not his chrysanthemum, but his strength. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Everton's results in the league plummeted, and they finally reached the Champions League group stage under the leadership of Jamie Vardy, avoiding the tragedy of being eliminated in the qualifying round, but this was only the final revelry.

Now, the Champions League group stage has come to an end, and the four giants of the Premier League have all rushed out of the encirclement and reached the round of 16 without exception, only Everton, two draws and four losses, one without a win, and they were eliminated home.

Although it sounds good to say that he has reached the Champions League, the result is obviously humiliating enough.

The outside world is terrible, I'd better stay at home!

What is it that has made Everton go from being a Premier League runners-up to a tragic team that has been abused by everyone now?

There is no doubt that Everton are without Vardy.

This is also the fundamental reason for the resentful tone of Carsley and others.

"Okay, it's a big deal, after Manchester United wins, I'll take you to the nightclub to have a good time!" Vardy sighed, soothing the fragile hearts on the other end of the phone.

As soon as they heard about the nightclub, a few people on the other side threw all kinds of negative emotions out of the clouds and shouted!

"You're so nice, Jamie, I just like the way you look...... Damn, no, who do you think will lose? ”

However, as soon as they applauded, they reacted, maybe Everton is not as strong as Manchester United, but the game has not been played yet, and no one will admit defeat.

Putting down the phone, Vardy couldn't help but think of his life at Everton, and remembered with melancholy.

Well, in order to pay tribute to the lost years and our former friendship, then let me play a good trick on you guys in this game!

But from a few of Everton's teasers, there is also a missionary system in the system!

Although he left Everton, but under his own subtlety, Carsley has completely evolved into a teaser, although he can't reach his level, but he can also laugh at it.

So, will the missionary system take credit for this?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be eager, and Vardy hurriedly entered the comic system.

Sure enough, the system is still very humane at this point, and since the regulations of the system have been completed, then it will definitely not erase your credit.

Turning Carsley into a comic, Vardy gained a very valuable amount of missionary points.

Why do you say precious?

It took a lot of hard work to develop a congregation before he gave a little missionary point, even if Vardy didn't do anything for the rest of his life, how many teases could he cultivate and get a few points?

Rare things are expensive, and it's clear that mission points are so precious.

After obtaining the mission points, the shop of the mission system was officially opened, and Vardy only then realized how much gold this point really had!

In the shop, a complete trait is actually only 0.8 mission points, and the goddess encounter card that makes him salivate only costs 0.5 mission points, and as for other bits and pieces, it is even cheaper!

It turns out that mission points have such a strong purchasing power.

If it weren't for the fact that the complete feature in the store wasn't what Vardy desperately needed, I'm afraid Vardy would have bought it without hesitation.

Well, it seems that I have neglected this missionary system before, and if I want to become stronger faster, I have to speed up the pace of breaking the president.

The reason why I want to bend the president first is because this product has its own comic attribute in its bones, and he doesn't need too much training, as long as he stimulates his potential, and subtly, this product will become a comic.

And Rooney is a little worse, this product is not very good, although he is very stunned, but it is 108,000 miles away, Vardy is afraid that it will take a lot of hard work!

Of course, don't forget the likes of Rio Ferdinand and Fletcher, who have all been cleared and are waiting for Vardy to arrive!

......

The last time he went to Goodison Park, Vardy was spoofed by his teammates and gave back everything Vardy had done to them before, so this time, Vardy must not admit it, and if he doesn't teach them a lesson, they don't know who is the grandfather of the teasing.

Before the game, before the Everton players arrived at Old Trafford, Jamie Vardy made arrangements and sneaked into the visiting dressing room at the Theatre of Dreams.

Squatting in a corner of the locker that no one uses, Wang Dabu has a very exciting feeling of being the old king next door.

In order to clean up a few livestock, Vardy also made a lot of money, and bought a night vision device to wear on his head.

The Everton players came to the dressing room to start changing their shirts and get ready to go out and warm up.

"I found that Jamie is not afraid of physical contact, but he is afraid of touching him, so when I defend him for a while, I don't have to worry about anything else, just put my hands on him!"

"Well, but a few of us are too familiar with him, and he obviously knows that we are not, so you guys do more!"

"Don't worry, no problem, I promise to touch him to death!"

"Haha, let him talk cruelly to us before, this time call him good-looking!"

......

While changing clothes, Everton's players worked out a shameless strategy to defend Vardy.

Vardy listened to the creeps in the locker and goosebumps came out of his body.

Nima, if you don't want to be so obscene, you can do everything!

At this moment, with a "snap", the lights in the dressing room suddenly went out, and the entire dressing room was dark.

With a few screams, the Everton players were all a little confused.

What's so good that the lights suddenly go out?

Could it be that the Old Trafford away dressing room is in disrepair, the light bulbs have been used for too long, they are humiliating and self-destructive?

But it's obviously not a big deal, just open the door a crack, and light up and put on your clothes.

It doesn't have to be too neat, as long as it doesn't show the flesh, someone will soon come and change the light bulb, and then they can slowly put it on.

But who knew that Martin came to the door in the dark, but found that he couldn't open the door of the dressing room, and this time, everyone panicked.

What's going on?

Feel like you're caught up in some conspiracy?

Could it be that Manchester United's side has done whatever it takes to win?

The next step is to release poison gas in this closed room and poison them all?

......

All sorts of nonsense had taken over their minds, and a cautious sense told them that it was obviously a bit too mysterious.

I don't know who took the lead, but the Everton players started shouting, and someone would hear it, so they could be saved.

At this moment, the long-dormant Vardy quietly came out of the locker, wearing night vision devices, although his vision was not as good as usual, but at least he could tell who was in front of him.

With a smile, Vardy stretched out his evil hand......

And then, I heard the shy screams of the Everton players.

"Who's touching my ass? Bastard! ”

"What bastard dares to catch my balls, I'm going to die with you!"

"I'll go, I'm being a**, I'm faceless!"

......

The lights out in the dressing room were arranged by Vardy and the staff at Old Trafford, and when the Everton players entered the dressing room, it was just the right time to cut off the power directly!

And then there was Vardy's good work, touching the ass, pinching the ball, and finally even pulling out a stick and stabbing Kasley's ass.

What's even more terrifying is that Vardy actually spilled a little chicken blood prepared in advance on the ground......

Of course, he wears gloves all this, and he is a hygienic person!

After a chaotic situation, Vardy quietly slipped back into the locker, hiding his fame and fame!

"Smack"

The locker room suddenly brightened as day, and the light bulbs were fine, but the power had just been cut off.

The chaotic situation instantly stopped, and everyone looked at each other in a panic.

"Why did you touch me just now?" Osman stared at Boya behind him with a pair of bull's eyes.

And Boya was also not to be outdone and glared at Osman, "You masturbated me Ding Ding just now?" ”

Such a picture of confrontation like a bullfight is staged everywhere, and everyone protects their sensitive parts, for fear that what happened just now will happen again.

And among them, only Carsley is the worst!

This thing looked at the blood on the ground, clutched his ass, and looked desperate and loveless!

Although he always likes to joke about **flower** flowers, but when his chrysanthemum is really exploded, and it is also bursting with blood, it seems that the whole world has collapsed, and no one can save his fallen soul.

Suddenly he burst into tears, and Carsley cried so hard that he was in the horrified expressions of his teammates.

The teammates looked at the blood on the ground again, and instantly didn't feel that it was a very serious thing for them to be touched on their buttocks!

"Don't be sad, if you want to open a little, it's going to be that day!"

"That's right, it doesn't matter, even if you're no longer a tender daisy, we'll still love you!"

"I'm sad too, you know, I'm also very interested in your chrysanthemums......"

......

His teammates comforted Carsley, of course, perhaps schadenfreude would be more appropriate.

In fact, Carsley is not so stupid, the stab of Vardy just now naturally can't really be stabbed into it, at least Carsley doesn't feel much pain now.

After a period of chaos, everyone began to wonder again, how could such a strange thing happen just now?

Could this be the so-called murder in a closed room?

Well, everyone turned into Sherlock Holmes, Kanedaichi and Conan, and their brains spun rapidly, looking for the so-called truth.

Soon, everyone reached an agreement, the murderer should not be a player in the team, after all, in the dark, everyone should be the same and can't see anything, and now he must still be in the locker room, as evidenced by the fact that the locker room door has not been opened just now.

Carsley gave everyone a look, and then said loudly: "Okay, don't make up the numbers, just take it as a joke, let's gather quickly, it's too late!" ”

Everyone agreed, and then opened the door to the locker room, as if they were going out.

But in fact, everyone remained silent, all remained in the same position, no one made a sound, and finally, Martin by the door closed the door with a "bang".

Vardy was smiling happily in the locker, saying that the idiots hadn't found anything.

After waiting for a while, still not hearing anything, Vardy pushed open the locker door and jumped out.

Call!

Before he could take a deep breath, Vardy saw a room full of Everton players looking at him on fire......