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Chapter Thirteen: Old Naughty Reed(2/2)

Mo Yang was bored, so he dragged Doug out of the kennel, took out a football from his backpack, and one person and one dog went to the yard to play.

"Uncle Reid, did you call me here today, or do you want me to sign the little guy downstairs?" In the study on the second floor, Pere Guardiola was sitting opposite Reid, with his butt slightly touching the chair, as if something was wrong.

Just like running away.

If this old guy hadn't been bombarding him with phone calls and he happened to be dealing with some matters in the UK, he would really have been reluctant to come see this old naughty boy.

It's not that I don't want to see him, it's just fear, fear deep in his bones.

On the contrary, he quite likes to play with this old guy, but of course, it is not a prerequisite to play with him!

This old man has a very naughty character and always does nothing to others. When he was a child, he and his brother's younger brother were tied together with a rubber. See, is this something human beings do?

Moreover, he was not interested in Mo Yang at all and didn't even bother to understand him.

In his impression, apart from being able to run, Chinese players are completely inferior to European, American and African players. If he is still interested in Korean players, he might be able to dig out a player with great potential like Leverkusen's Sun

.

And signing a player who has a high probability of being unplayable, haha, although he is bald, he is not stupid.

"..."

Half an hour later, Mo Yang, who was having fun with Doug, suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from inside the house. He turned around and saw the bald man jumping over the wall with the cup of Buddha, and ran past him in a whoosh.

The car slammed the accelerator and drove off.

Immediately afterwards, he saw an angry Reed chasing him out with a gun, raised the gun and shot.

Then he chased him out on a motorcycle in the yard, and soon came back triumphantly, still holding the cup of Buddha he had snatched back and jumping over the wall.
Chapter completed!
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