"Vujadin, it's not good, it's not good..."
Pezzotti rushed into the office panting.
Several people in the office looked at him.
Boskov was discussing new training equipment with the seller when he was suddenly interrupted.
"Slow down, what's going on?"
"The first team is gone..."
"What first team is gone?"
"Marco·Lanna's girlfriend wanted the breakup fee and asked several people to threaten Lanna. The first team took Lanna to find a place!" Pezzotti said after taking a breath.
Boskov immediately jumped up from his chair and exclaimed, "What, the first team is all gone?"
"Yes! The first team is all gone. Those children are afraid that they will fight with the gangsters. Do we need to call the police?" Pezzotti asked in a panic.
He doesn't want the headlines tomorrow to be about the first team and the gangsters bleeding on the streets and all of them ending up in the hospital.
"No, we can't call the police." Boskov said immediately, "The dressing room hates informers the most. This matter is not suitable for the police to take action."
"What should we do?"
Pezzotti asked.
"Go call some club employees and find some guys. Whoever dares to touch my players will be beaten hard!" Boskov shouted, slamming the table.
He really looks like an ordinary old man.
He also served in the military.
"Sorry, there are some things that need to be dealt with." Boskov said and left the office with Pezzotti, leaving only the dealer's staff looking at each other.
Are all football players so wild?
"You go call the staff, and I'll go to the storage room to find the contraband that fans want to bring into the stadium." Boskov said.
"Oh, good!"
Pezzotti went to call someone immediately.
Boskov also wiped his forehead.
He was shocked when he first heard the news. If he had listened to Pezzotti's call to the police, this matter would have become a big deal.
Being treated as a snitch by the players is a sure thing.
The most important thing is that this matter must be put on the table and dealt with.
Sampdoria will be the focus of the media for a long time in the future and affect the team's status.
This is the best way to deal with it now.
Italy The street gangsters are not very good, go and see if you can stop the kids above.
Boskov is not afraid of players getting injured, but he is afraid that players will beat the opponent too hard and there will be no solution.
He quickly reached the storage room, which was a huge place.
In addition to the old training equipment, there were also some contraband that were stopped at the stadium. They were brought over because there was not much space on the stadium.
After opening it, I couldn't help but feel my eyes twitch when I saw the shotgun old man.
This is what one fan wanted to bring into the stadium in place of fireworks a few years ago when fireworks were banned.
Sometimes he really wants to know what is going on in Italy people's minds.
But this thing can be used now.
Boskov After a brief check, it should still be usable, so he put the bullet belt on his back and took the shotgun and got ready to go.
Pezzotti called the team's chef, team medical team, bus driver and equipment manager.
The guys in everyone's hands are related to their profession.
Kitchen knives, boards, tensioners, and the team medical team even had a pack of cotton swabs in their hands. Fortunately, they brought a simple medical kit, so Boskov didn't have to worry about it.
The handsome old man in a woolen coat waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"
The guard at the training base saw this scene.
The head coach of the first team was dressed like a Terminator, led a group of aggressive staff out of the base gate, and then stood in the cold wind and asked, "Where did the first team go?"
Rumble——
The roar of the engine is endless.
Many Genoa citizens have seen Sampdoria players running out and bombing the streets on training days.
Roberto Mancini, wearing American-style goggles, was sitting in a sidecar with a cigar in his mouth. He kept waving his hands to direct Vialli, who was riding a bicycle. He looked like an American soldier who was anxious to find a way to vent his anger on the Filipinos.
There were quite a few first-team players who had a lot of fun.
It's fun to do anything with a bunch of people.
"How about we choose one day a week to go out and parade together." Pagliuca encouraged.
"Be careful of getting complained, idiot!"
Pellegrini cursed.
When he finally got the chance to scold the goalkeeper, he would not show mercy.
With Lanna guiding the way, the first team quickly arrived at the entrance of a bar on the beach.
"No wonder, people here are trying to trick tourists."
Vialli said, "It should be some kind of little gangster who can't get on the stage."
"Let's go, guys."
Roberto Mancini jumped down from the sidecar anxiously and greeted.
Dejan Lu walked ahead of him and pushed open the door to enter the bar. He saw a mop at the door and picked it up.
How can I say that Dejan the Football King is also a master of using sticks.
"Are you looking for trouble? This is Mr. Mahdiyeh's place." The bartender placed the glass heavily on the bar and threatened.
Dejan Lu jumped out, grabbed the arm of a young man who wanted to run, pushed him back, threw him down, stepped on his waist and said, "We are looking for him."
The bartender looked carefully before walking to the bar, picking up the landline and dialing.
After realizing it was Sampdoria player, he didn't dare to say harsh words.
If this kind of thing is not handled well, not only him but also the people behind him will be in big trouble.
"Give my teammates and everyone else a glass of wine each, and it's mine." Dejan Lu took out his wallet, counted a few and handed them over, and the bartender breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Dejan Lu seems to be quite easy to talk to.
He quickly turned around and picked up the bottle to pour wine.
Almost half an hour later, Dejan Lu heard the sound of a sudden brake at the door.
Several people walked into the bar.
The leader saw Dejan Lu clearly, and immediately walked up with a smile and said, "I thought Luigi was lying to me, but I didn't expect that it was really Sampdoria's stars who came to patronize. Today's consumption is mine."
"Mr. Mahdiyeh?"
Dejan Lu asked.
"It's me. Our hero is here. He's not looking for me specifically." The Mustachioed One, the leader, said with a smile.
Dejan Lu took out the checkbook, wrote a check for 20,000 US dollars and handed it over and said, "This person is blackmailing my teammates. I heard that he is yours, so I will inform you first this time. The 20,000 US dollars is considered as hard money for you to come and deal with it. If someone harasses my teammates or anyone on the team next time, I will not wait for you to come."
"Oh? What are you going to do?" The Mustachioed One asked.
Dejan Lu said with a smile, "Perhaps you have a relationship with someone in the city hall, or a higher-level person? If media from other countries expose it, do you think the Italy government will make a show of arresting some people?"
The Mustachioed One stared at Dejan Lu for dozens of seconds before he took the check and said expressionlessly, "My people will not have any interaction with Sampdoria in the future. This is my guarantee."
"Thank you."
Dejan Lu picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
Waved and left with the first team.
"You were so cool just now, Dejan, I'm ready to do it!" Pagliuca said excitedly.
"Aren't you scared that these people might have guns?"
Verchowod asked.
"They want to make money, not kill a few celebrities. What am I afraid of?" Dejan Lu complained, covering his head.
The bartender poured vodka.
Dejan Lu can't drink that stuff.
He almost fell down after just a few steps. Vialli quickly helped Dejan Lu onto the sidecar.
By the time Dejan Lu opened his eyes again, it was already dark.
It took him a few seconds to recognize that it was home. Monica was lying next to him and had fallen asleep. He was probably afraid that he would vomit after drinking and suffocate.
Dejan Lu gently got out of bed and picked up Monica, put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.
I slept too much during the day but couldn't sleep at night. Dejan Lu turned on the system out of boredom.
He immediately saw a prompt.
[Your brother Marco·Lanna received a gift from fate]
[Lanna has admired you beyond measure after experiencing this incident. He has begun to learn from you in terms of basic necessities, food, housing, transportation, etc., and he will ask you for advice on anything he encounters.]
[Under your guidance, Lanna gradually understood how to maintain oneself in love and how to be a self-respecting and self-loving person]
[The changes in life have improved his performance on the court. Although he has no talent on defense, his potential on the offensive end has been fully developed, and he was even selected into Italian National Team for this reason]
[Even though he has a lot of income and still manages his girlfriend's salary, Lanna is still very empty. One day I saw you on TV saying that if you have the ability, you should help more people. Lanna finally realized that he should help those who had the same experience as him]
[Marco·Lanna started writing a book. It was always difficult at first, but after you mentioned a few central ideas, Lanna immediately wrote his first book "How to Be a Man". This book immediately caused a craze as soon as it was released. Even though it received mixed reviews in Europe and the United States, it was still very popular in Japan, South Korea and other places]
[Lanna's famous saying has also been mentioned by many people, "Can I not protect my own rights since my rights have not been infringed? Do I have to wait until something happens before I can express my opinion on it? If she didn't want to secretly give me a child and take away my property, why? Why don't you refute the rumors yourself?" "No man would use his innocent reputation to wrongly accuse others." "There is nothing wrong with putting aside the facts." "Isn't it because you are unattractive that I cheated? Why don't you improve yourself? Why do you want to prevent me from becoming a better version of myself?"
[His thoughts quickly became the spiritual guide for many men in Japan and South Korea. Lanna, who has gone further and further on this road, published "Precautions for Samurai Duels" and "Can property be divided even if you live together?" Books such as "The Importance of Concealing Investment", "Only One Woman in the World Will Really Love You - Your Mother", "The Trend of Gold's Future", etc.]
[More and more men are benefiting from his books, and Lanna has also become a spiritual leader in Japan and South Korea. He is often invited by large companies to give speeches, teaching corporate employees how to protect their rights and interests, so that they will not be divorced when they retire, etc.]
[It just so happened that European and American trends of thought began to change, and women who could not get enough of the lighthouse country began to preach that they would rather be a virtuous housewife, taking care of the children at home, washing and cooking. Lanna directly exposed their essence. After their privileges were shattered, they wanted to find another way to be parasitic]
[Finally, Lanna's books became popular all over the world from Asia. As a well-known writer, he received sky-high royalties. However, Lanna was not satisfied with this and still maintained a high desire for creation and excellent quality of works]
[One day, Lanna saw the news on TV that Sampdoria was relegated again, and he chose to buy the team he once played for. The first thing he did after acquiring the team was to erect a statue of you in front of the youth team, and wrote below: If you give up yourself, no one will help you...]
[Skill acquired: Fist of the Tough Guy]
Fist of the Tough Guy: Whenever you face the opposite sex, you will have a huge advantage in the battle.
Twenty thousand words is Old Ye's limit, so it's time to go to bed.
Will update when I get back from get off work in the evening.
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