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"I'll tell me, those bastards are actually using tweeters!" Zhuang Mingge, who was preparing to do some harmonious and loving things with Karin and Rebecca in the presidential suite, was startled by the sudden noise. He was completely distracted and opened the curtains and looked out the window. He saw that the Galatasaray fans had made several tweeters, making a huge sound outside happily, "Do they still have some public morality? Can this thing be used casually!"

As an ordinary civilian who had lived in the Celestial Empire for more than 20 years in his previous life, Zhuang Mingge knew the power of this directional tweeter. Because during the time he traveled through time, almost all the old men and mothers in the Celestial Empire were dancing square dances day and night. Although it did enrich the spiritual and cultural life of these people, this behavior also disrupted the lives and rest of others.

At that time, Zhuang Mingge saw such a news online, saying that after some people who were disgusted with square dance failed to complain to the relevant departments many times, they simply took extreme measures and jointly purchased a set of directional tweeters. They also hired a DJ from the bar. They went to work every night to adjust the noise. As soon as the square dance sounded, the loudspeaker was turned on here and fought back with high decibel noise.

As for the effect, it can be said that it is quite significant. After two days of this tweeter, the old men and ladies who danced square dance ran away because they couldn't stand the noise. After all, this is the same working principle as the sound wave weapon used by the police to deal with riots, and it is almost the same in power. Although people who are within the range of the sound wave weapon attack for a long time will not be physically traumatized, they will still have a paralysis effect on hearing and nerves.

Now, Galatasaray fans have made this set of noise playback equipment more than ten years in advance. Now it’s great. Even if Fiorentina is equipped with a pair of earmuffs, it will be useless, because the decibels of the noise outside now have far exceeded the upper limit that earmuffs can resist.

The Fiorentine players who were suddenly awakened while sleeping were in extremely angry at this moment. The hot-tempered Effenberg even wanted to rush out to "reason" with the group of Galatasaray fans outside. Fortunately, they were specially arranged by Zhuang Mingge to stop the staff who stayed in the hotel hall. Otherwise, the German tiger might not be able to come back if they rushed out this time...

Zhuang Mingge was not vague about the actions of Galatasaray fans and called Beckenbauer by phone: "Hey, good evening, Franz."

"Haha, Antonio, why did you suddenly remember to call me?" Hearing Zhuang Mingge's voice, Beckenbauer on the other end of the phone smiled. He valued this young man very much and did not feel impatient because it was too late. He said dissatisfied, "I thought you kid had forgotten me."

"Hehe, I think Franz, you have to deal with too many things after being elected as the president of UEFA, so I dare not disturb you." Zhuang Mingge said with a smile on the phone. Of course, he knew that Beckenbauer was not really angry.

"Just nonsense, I don't know your personality of not entering the Three Treasures Palace for nothing? Tell me, this time you have encountered something again and remembered me?" Beckenbauer laughed and cursed when he heard this, then frowned and asked, "Is it that you kid is messing around in a nightclub now? Why is the sound so noisy?"

"Hey! Franz, don't talk nonsense. When will I go to a nightclub?" Zhuang Mingge looked at Karin and Little Groz who were trying to isolate the noise outside the house. He lowered his voice and said, "With those two of my family here, how dare I go to a nightclub? This sound was made by those Galatasaray fans. Now they are happily debugging the tweeter outside."

"Haha, that's right..." Hearing Zhuang Mingge's answer, Beckenbauer knew that it was not suitable to make such jokes in front of others, so he turned the topic to the main topic, "Wait, Antonio, call me, is it just for these Galatasaray fans?"

"That's right." Zhuang Mingge admitted his purpose cleanly and neatly, "These bastards are too much. If I were just playing gongs and drums outside, I would endure it. But what's wrong with using this kind of sound wave weapon? Do you think we are mobs?!"

"I said, just call the local police to let them deal with this kind of thing, why do you have to go around a corner to find me?" Beckenbauer had never played against Turkey's team in his time, so he naturally couldn't imagine that the fans here would be even more crazy than those in the UK.

"Haha, if the police are willing to come and control these lawless guys, I won't have to call you. The problem now is that for some reason, the police ignore our complaints at all." Zhuang Mingge said, and reached out to the window, "Franz, listen, these Galatasaray fans are so enthusiastic about our arrival. It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening and are cheering us on a tweeter."

Beckenbauer immediately listened carefully, but he was not careful that Galatasaray's fans then set off another sound bombardment outside. The powerful sound waves almost deafened the football emperor's ears.

"I'll tell you, don't worry Antonio! As long as you record the current situation and submit it to the Discipline Committee as soon as possible, we will definitely punish Galatasaray according to the rules!" Beckenbauer covered his ears that were a little deaf, and said with a righteous look. It seems that after experiencing it personally, the football emperor was also very dissatisfied with Galatasaray fans' actions.

"No problem, I will send you all the materials tonight." After receiving Beckenbauer's guarantee, Zhuang Mingge finally felt relieved. He didn't want to see the football team outside staying rampant. "Franz, I'll be more worried about this matter."

"It's nothing. After all, all matters are followed by the normal charter. I just speed up the issuance of the judgment and get the punishment I deserve." At this time, Beckenbauer looked at his watch and said, "It's okay, it's not too late. Antonio, please get the materials ready and send them to me as soon as possible. I'll ask the Disciplinary Committee to hold a meeting to discuss this matter early tomorrow morning and strive to make a penalty before the game begins."

"Okay, thank you." After saying goodbye to Beckenbauer on the phone, Zhuang Mingge, who left the microphone, sneered in his heart: Hehe, Galatasaray, you are in trouble this time.
Chapter completed!