Chapter 1,480 I have everything to do with me

When Messi was knocked down by a flying kick, all Tottenham Hotspur players immediately became angry. You know, since the referee changed the penalty scale in this game, the actions of the national football team on the field have become bigger and bigger.

This forces them to reduce dribbling as much as possible and pass the ball instead to avoid being plotted. It is really not cost-effective to be seriously injured in a friendly match.

But they never expected that in the end, Messi, the youngest and smallest among them, would still be shamelessly plotted. Kaká, Ronaldo and others watched helplessly as the No. 5 of the national football team was too late to stop Messi.

Next, he squeezed and kicked in the air, sending the skinny Messi flying out.

Immediately, Ronaldo, who was extremely excited about this game, became angry. Although everyone is in a competitive relationship with Messi, they are teammates after all. Seeing his teammates being bullied like this, Ronaldo will not do it. But his actions

Quick, someone moves faster than him.

Mourinho, who was squatting to watch the game, saw Messi, one of the rookies he was most optimistic about, being kicked away like this, and the excitement in his mind suddenly stopped. For these newcomers to the team, especially

Mourinho treats Messi, Cesc Fabregas and other young players under the age of 20 as if they were his nephews. Seeing Messi being kicked away like this, he couldn't get up for a long time, and his brain was suddenly congested, and he couldn't stand it.

Regardless of his identity as a coach, he rushed forward and punched No. 5 hard, causing him to stagger.

But then, "5" reacted and immediately waved his fists and started fighting with Mourinho. But obviously, Mourinho is not the opponent of "5". After all, he is older than the opponent and usually also

I don’t exercise much, and my physical strength is much worse.

Boom! Seeing that their coach was beaten, Ronaldo and others were naturally even more angry. They immediately got into a fight with the surrounding national football players, and a group fight ensued.

Uproar! - All the fans were stunned when they saw this scene. They did not expect that this long-awaited game would end up like this, with players from both sides actually fighting. Witnessing this scene, all the fans were tangled. Out of respect for their compatriots

They should help the national football team, but these Tottenham Hotspur players who are fighting with the national football team on the field are their idols. Today they spent hundreds or even thousands of yuan just to watch their idols play.

Ball.

But in this case, who should they cheer for?

At this time, the Football Association officials in the box were also stunned. They did not expect such a thing to happen. However, Yan Shiduo and the other three were secretly having fun. After all, no matter what you say, it was the head coach of the Linfeng team, Mourinho, who beat him first.

Oh, the ones who were beaten were the national football team members. This gave them some excuse, but it was a good opportunity to teach Lin Feng's team a lesson and vent their anger.

With their minds racing, Yan Shiduo and others have already begun to think about how to report this matter at the press conference later. This is an opportunity. However, just as the three elders of the Football Association were planning the conspiracy for the meeting, changes occurred on the field again.

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"Stop it!" A roar rose from the ground, and a man's voice shook the sky above the huge Workers' Stadium.

Lin Feng, the owner of this voice is none other than Lin Feng.

The whole place was silent. No one thought that Lin Feng's voice could be so loud. Without any microphone, one person's voice could suppress the sound of the whole place. All the audience's ears were buzzing as they looked at Lin Feng.

His face was horrified - what a loud voice.

Lin Feng stood up coldly and walked towards the center of the field step by step.

What does he want to do! - Everyone took a breath.

You know, Lin Feng is world-famous for protecting his shortcomings. At this moment, Messi is kicked away by the national football team members. What will happen to Lin Feng? Don’t forget that Lin Feng has the title of "The Strongest Fist". If Lin Feng gets angry, there will be no one on the field.

Who can match these players? But no matter what, Lin Feng is also Chinese. Will he rival the national football team members?

"You go ahead if you have the guts. As long as you dare to do it, I'll dare to do it to you!" Yan Shiduo smiled sinisterly. As long as Lin Feng dares to take action at this time, then things will definitely become a big deal. If this happens, hehe

, then there is Lin Feng to look at. Although the Football Association cannot profit from it, Yan Shiduo is happy to be able to punish Lin Feng.

"Security, security!" Ali Han also heard Lin Feng's name for a long time. Out of the protection of the players, he quickly shouted to the security.

At this time, the security guards also came. After all, such a big thing happened on the field, and players from both sides started fighting each other. It would be remiss of them if they didn't come over. But when many security guards came over to take a look, Lin Feng stood there and immediately

Dumbfounded.

These security guards are none other than employees of Lin Feng's "Langya" security company. This time they were specially invited by the Workers' Stadium to maintain order. But now that his boss is here, who dares to step forward?

Lin Feng glanced at it and snorted.

"You are all from the 'Langya' security company, don't worry, I won't cause trouble. Just don't come over." Lin Feng waved his hand, and all the security personnel immediately retreated.

Ali Han was immediately dumbfounded.

When the fans in the stands witnessed this scene, they praised him loudly - handsome!

Although tensions were still high at this time, for the fans, seeing Lin Feng being so arrogant and being able to wave the security guard away was really cool.

Damn it!——A national curse from Yan Shiduo.

"This Xiao Lin is really influential!" said a rich male voice.

"Haha, it would be strange if the 24-year-old world's richest man didn't have great influence!" Another gentle voice said with a smile.

At this time, Lin Feng walked step by step among the players.

"Jose, are you okay?" Lin Feng patted Mourinho on the shoulder. At this moment, Mourinho had obvious fist marks on his face and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot just now.

"It's okay. But I will never let this matter go!" Mourinho stared at the number "5" opposite.

Lin Feng glanced at No. 5. This person was known to Lin Feng. He was a famous football tyrant in China. Although his strength was good (compared to the country), his temper was more famous. As for his name, Lin Feng didn't even bother to say it.

"What do you want to do?" - No. 5 was swept away by Lin Feng's eyes, and his whole body felt cold.

Lin Feng glanced at the number "5" coldly, walked aside and came to Messi. At this moment, Messi had lost consciousness and passed out, but a big footprint on his abdomen was clearly visible.

A ball of fire was burning in his heart. Lin Feng really liked Messi. This little guy who was destined to become a global superstar was Tottenham Hotspur's treasure. But now, he was given by "No. 5"

I don't know if it will affect his career.

"Doctor! Where is the doctor? Damn it, where are they all dead? It's been a long time and they still can't come here!" Lin Feng squatted on the ground and roared.

Buzz! - The players around him felt that their eardrums were almost punctured. Lin Feng's voice was too bright.

The medical team in the distance heard Lin Feng's roar and ran over quickly. In fact, Lin Feng's words scolded them a bit unfairly. They had just come over, but they saw a group of players fighting in the middle of the field, so they didn't dare to come over.

It would be a tragedy if he was accidentally injured by an angry player. So he was always waiting on the sidelines.

After an inspection, several medical staff frowned. The situation is not good!

"How is he doing?" Lin Feng asked anxiously.

"This needs to be sent to the hospital quickly. It seems that there is bleeding in the abdomen. If the delivery is delayed, I'm afraid there will be life-threatening danger!" a medical staff said cautiously. Messi's current condition is indeed not good. Judging from the condition of his abdominal skin and surrounding areas,

It seems that No. 5 just kicked me hard, rupturing my spleen and causing massive bleeding.

When Lin Feng heard this, he almost fainted. Messi is the future world champion. If something unexpected happens in this game and he dies, then he will regret it to death.

But just when Lin Feng was spinning, Mourinho, who knew a little bit of Chinese, heard that Messi was in danger, and he immediately ran away. He made a flying kick towards the "5" on the opposite side.

Due to factors such as age, body shape and physical strength, he is not the opponent of "5", but Mourinho must not let go of this player who kicked Messi to death.

Seeing Mourinho once again taking the lead, all the players rushed forward again, continuing the fight that had been interrupted by Lin Feng.

Dumbfounded! - The audience was dumbfounded again, but looking at the disheveled Lin Feng and several hospital staff, it was obvious that Messi was seriously injured.

"Haha, let's fight, let's fight, I'll see how you end up in the end!" Yan Shiduo is a happy man. The harder Lin Feng fights, the less likely he will be able to end it.

"Captain, do you want us to go up now?" The "Spike" security personnel who were shouted back by Lin Feng looked at the players who were fighting again in the center of the field. They were a little confused and didn't know whether to stop it or not.

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"This, this, it's up to the boss! He's here, we'd better wait for his instructions." The security captain thought for a while and decided to listen to Lin Feng.

At this time!

"Damn it, stop it!" Lin Feng frowned when he saw the two sides fighting, and roared again, using a more sophisticated "Buddhist Lion's Roar" to calm everyone down.

"Xiao Lin's voice is really unusually loud!" The rich male voice said again in a certain box.

"Do you have a helicopter here?" Lin Feng grabbed a medical worker and asked.

Helicopters? There really aren’t any!—The medical staff looked confused. There are no high-tech things like helicopters here.

"Li Rui! Quick, help me take Messi to the hospital as quickly and smoothly as possible." Upon seeing this, Lin Feng shouted quickly and asked Li Rui and others to escort Messi away. Waiting for Li Rui

After waiting for Messi to be sent away, Lin Feng walked to No. 5 step by step. Looking at this guy who kicked Messi to death, Lin Feng's eyes seemed to spit out fire.

"What are you all doing? This is the stadium, a sacred stadium. What the hell are you doing? It's glorious to fight in a group here!" Lin Feng pointed at Ronaldo and others behind him and cursed, "What are you doing?

Even if I fight, they will let me fight outside the stadium. Also, this is China, and your boss, I am also a fucking Chinese. Fighting against my compatriots in my place, what the hell is that! You let my face go to

Where to put it!"

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Tottenham Hotspur players were shocked. This incident was not caused by them, but by the opponent. They were just fighting back. Besides, Messi was injured like that, regardless of the opponent.

Everyone should step forward. But Lin Feng, their boss, said this, which made many Tottenham Hotspur players feel dissatisfied.

"Lin!" Mourinho came over with a bruised nose and a swollen face. No matter what happened, he would never let it go. Even if the person who did it was a compatriot of Lin Feng, in the land of Lin Feng's motherland, Mourinho would not let it go.

I'm not ready to let this matter go, especially to the culprit.

"Jose, don't worry, I will give you an explanation for this matter. Even if you don't want to give an explanation, I will give an explanation to my players. Here I tell you again, no matter what happens in the future, you will all know that you

Behind the scenes - Boss, if anything happens, I will support you. Will I let people bully my players? Do I need you to take action! Won't you come to me? No matter what the hell happens.

I will support you no matter what happens, why do you need to fight with others like this?" Lin Feng pointed at the sky and roared.

Lin Feng looked at Cristiano Ronaldo, Kaká and others who were all slightly injured to varying degrees, with angry expressions on their faces. Fortunately, these players had not been seriously injured just now, otherwise it would have been a tragedy for him. Moreover, if he had been injured in a fight with the national football team,

, it’s really not cost-effective.

Many players' eyes became wet. It turned out that they had misunderstood the boss just now. The boss was also protecting them!
To be continued...