Chapter 486: After fighting and drinking, we are brothers

A harmonious society! It's really harmonious! I'm almost becoming someone else's lackey! For that official position, for future promotion, I'm scared to death of anything, damn! - Lin Feng also drank a whole bottle of beer.

"Let's go! I don't want to be contaminated by this filth." Mourinho glanced at the celebrating Korean fans around him, with a look of disgust on his face, and stood up with the Armani windbreaker under his arm.

"Yes, Jose, you are absolutely right. I feel dirty sitting here. Korean nation, wipe it!" Huang Jianxiang gave a big middle finger to the scene of An Zhenhuan's goal that was constantly replayed on TV.

"Hey, Chinese, what are you looking at? Are you not convinced? Your stinky national football team hasn't beaten our Korean team in 22 years. Are you jealous now?" A Korean fan drank and saw Huang Jianxiang's actions, and he was immediately dissatisfied.

Lin Feng and others were stunned, but this person spoke Korean, and the three of them couldn't understand it. Zhou Bo, who was next to Lin Feng, could understand Korean. Although he was extremely dissatisfied, he was surrounded by Korean fans at the moment, and he didn't want to get into trouble.

, so it was not translated to Lin Feng and others.

Although Lin Feng and others could not understand Korean, they also knew that the other party was not nice to say. However, the three of them had extremely special identities and were not suitable for being troublesome, so they ignored each other and prepared to leave together.

Unexpectedly, the drunk Korean man stood in front of everyone.

"Hey, hey, look, these two Chinese are jealous of our Korean nation's historic breakthrough in Asian football, and they are disrespectful to our national hero Ahn Jung-hwan." The drunk Korean man said and repeated Huang Jianxiang's actions just now.

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At this time, all the Korean men in the bar were annoyed. In addition, everyone had drunk too much. They immediately gathered around and asked Huang Jianxiang to apologize. Seeing that Lin Feng and others could not understand, a Korean female fan who knew English left.

He came out and scolded Huang Jianxiang loudly, asking him to apologize for what he had done.

"Give way!" Li Rui and others hurried over, protected Lin Feng and others, and squeezed out.

Many Korean fans who were a little drunk saw that Li Rui and others were not easy to mess with, so they slowly moved out of the way, but they cursed and made gestures to Lin Feng and others.

"Chinese football, please~~~" Everyone in the bar pointed their thumbs down, Lin Feng and Huang Jianxiang's expressions changed, but the sad national football team made it impossible for them and others to reply.

"Korean football is indeed great. It defeated Italy, which is worthy of admiration." Mourinho suddenly applauded.

Although most of the Korean fans did not understand English, there were still some who did. Under the translator, they immediately understood and were very fond of Mourinho, a European, and praised him for his reasonableness.

Unexpectedly, Mourinho changed the subject.

"It is really glorious to rely on the strength of 15 people to defeat Italy with 10 people!" Mourinho sneered.

Many Korean fans didn't understand why at first, but after hearing the translation, they immediately became angry, and even drunk Korean fans were so excited that they came up to beat Mourinho.

"José, let's go!" When Lin Feng saw him, he quickly pulled Mourinho and left.

Regarding the fact that Mourinho stood up to dozens of drunk Korean fans just now and ridiculed Korean football for relying on despicable means to win, Lin Feng really admired his courage and was secretly grateful. However, a hero does not suffer the immediate consequences, although

There were four people, Li Rui, but there were at least 40 Korean fans in the bar at the moment, and there were even more people celebrating wildly outside. It would be detrimental to themselves and others to cause trouble. Especially the identities of the four people could not be exposed.

Mourinho coldly despised a circle of Korean fans in the stadium and followed Lin Feng and others outside.

"Hey, European, you must be Italian, right? Haha, Italians who can't afford to lose!" A Korean fan suddenly grabbed Mourinho's Armani windbreaker.

"Let go." Mourinho frowned.

"Uh..." At this moment, the fan suddenly vomited and spat out all the filth on Mourinho's windbreaker.

Mourinho was stunned on the spot. This Armani gray windbreaker was bought for Mourinho by his wife who spent a whole month's salary on her first trip to Italy. At that time, Mourinho's environment was not good, and he

The wife gritted her teeth and bought this Armani windbreaker so that Mourinho would not be so shabby in front of others.

Oops! Lin Feng secretly said. But before Lin Feng could pull Mourinho, Mourinho, who was shaking with anger, shook off the filth on the Armani windbreaker, carefully wrapped it, and went straight to

He punched the Korean fan in the face.

It's over! Lin Feng thought to himself, knowing that it would be difficult to handle today.

With a muffled sound of "Bang!", the Korean fan who had vomited all over Mourinho's Armani trench coat fell to the ground.

The whole bar was silent for a while. But a few seconds later, the Korean fans in the normal bar roared loudly and rushed towards Mourinho with their fists raised. Mourinho did not flinch, like an angry lion protecting his territory, raising his fists

Rush into the crowd.

"Do it!" Lin Feng took a look and knew that this matter could not be solved. Since the matter had become a big deal, he could not suffer a loss. On the spot, Lin Feng ordered Li Rui and others to take action.

Huang Jianxiang also drank a little too much, and he had a good conversation with Mourinho. He also heard about Mourinho's Armani windbreaker. At this moment, he was suffocating again. Seeing Mourinho fighting alone, he was also very angry on the spot.

Join the fray.

A scuffle in the bar!

In terms of numbers, there were only 8 people on Lin Feng's side, including Li Rui, and among them was Allegra, a female prostitute. However, Lin Feng's side had the upper hand in the scene, beating more than 40 Korean fans into tears.

For days.

What surprised Lin Feng the most, but not surprisingly, was that Mourinho was nicknamed "Madman". His mouth would spray people with no mercy. But at this moment, he started to use his hands even more sharply. One move after another, although

There was no rules, but it was very consistent with his football coaching philosophy. His moves were simple and he directly exploited the opponent's weaknesses. He was especially merciless towards the drunk Korean who vomited all over his Armani trench coat.

Huang Jianxiang, under the influence of alcohol at this moment, showed the same passion as when he was commentating. He rushed to Mourinho and helped him block the side. The two fought fiercely, and the opponent kept retreating.

As for Li Rui and others, they were even more powerful. They struck one move after another, and no one was able to match them. The opponent they hit was so scared that they didn't dare to scream.

On the other hand, although there are many Korean fans, most of them are drunk and have no strength in their hands. In addition, Mourinho is like a lion descending from the mountain, and Li Rui and others are like the god of death, waiting for Lin Feng to take action.

, after more than ten rounds, he was lying on the floor in the bar.

At this time, a man rushed to Lin Feng's side and put on a posture.

"Taekwondo!" Lin Feng snorted coldly.

"Kill you Chinaman!" The Korean fan turned around and kicked with a taekwondo twist, aimed at the upper body. Lin Feng just sneered, took a step forward, and kicked him down with a side kick.

"Taekwondo is just fancy fists and embroidered legs. This is Jeet Kune Do - Chinese Kung Fu!" Lin Feng looked at the Korean fans lying on the ground and spat in disdain.

At this time, another Korean fan rushed over, but she was a woman. Lin Feng frowned and avoided it. Unexpectedly, the other fan refused to let him go, surrounding Lin Feng and clawing at him with all his fingers.

Just when Lin Feng was angry and ready to risk everything, there was a crisp sound and Allegra came over with a sarcastic voice, holding a wine bottle handle in her hand.

"Hmph, you are a despicable nation. Just because you are a woman, you can do whatever you want!" Allegra snorted at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng smiled.

At this time, the stadium was filled with Korean fans, all of whom were wailing. Mourinho only had a slight scratch on his forehead, Huang Jianxiang only had some skin broken by his fist, and Li Rui and others were unscathed. This bar scene

South Korea vs. China, China won.

"Boss, let's go quickly, the Korean police are here." Li Rui and others ran back to Lin Feng and said a little anxiously.

Lin Feng's face moved slightly, and he immediately told Mourinho and Huang Jianxiang, who were gasping for air, to leave quickly. The identities of the four people must not be exposed.

However, before Lin Feng and others could go out, searchlights lit up outside, sirens blared, and the bar was surrounded by Korean police.

"Looks like we can't leave." Lin Feng smiled bitterly. This time the fun was great!

"Lin, one person does the work and the other takes responsibility. I will fight against this." Mourinho looked outside and saw that he couldn't leave. He simply sat back and poured a glass of wine with an indifferent expression on his face.

"Jose, if we want to fight, it's just the two of us." Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and sat over, poured a glass of wine, and clinked glasses with Mourinho.

"Lin, you..." Mourinho was shocked. He is just a football coach. Lin Feng is the richest man in mainland China. Moreover, in China, a socialist country, he is not as indifferent as in the West.

"Haha, don't worry, I have more experience in litigating than you." Lin Feng smiled and turned to look at Huang Jianxiang, "Jianxiang, you'd better sit aside, otherwise your commentary career may be..."

Huang Jianxiang shuddered slightly, thought for a moment, sat down resolutely, and poured himself a glass of wine.

"We drank, fought, and stayed in the detention center together later. We are brothers from now on, haha!" Huang Jianxiang also risked his life at this moment, letting him escape in the middle of the battle. He is not so cowardly. This is too unjust.

"Cheers!" Lin Feng and Mourinho listened to the music and raised their glasses.

"Wait, there's me!" Allegra also ran over.

"Allegra, you..." Lin Feng was shocked.

"Humph, arrest me. Let's see how the Korean police will explain to the international community if we are arrested!" Allegra is not afraid. She is justified in this matter. She fights for Italian football. Even if it is publicized, it will not have any negative impact on Versace.

, Europe is the world of football. What’s more, she is only the future leader and has not yet reached adulthood.

"Cheers!" The four people raised their glasses.

This night is destined to be an extraordinary night, and this World Cup is also destined to have many twists and turns.

The richest man in mainland China was arrested, a famous Chinese football commentator was arrested, the head coach of the European giant Porto was arrested, and the future head of "Versace" was arrested, but the reason was that conflicts broke out with Korean fans because of Italy's "cowardly" failure.

Now the trouble is big.
Chapter completed!