six finger demon

Chapter 99 The Viper's Farewell

When the game ended, many reporters saw Abramovich's smiling expression in the stands.

Everyone knows that with a score of 4-0, the Russian billionaire couldn't be more satisfied.

In the second half, Babayaro and Lampard each scored a goal in the 87th and 91st minutes respectively. Poor Leicester City was defeated by the opponent near the end of the game.

After a four-goal away win, Chelsea were able to maintain their pressing position against Manchester United and Arsenal.

Moreover, this victory has fully resolved the depression of the fans and players for the past month. People are willing to believe that the invincible Blues at the beginning of the season are back!
There are still more than ten days before the Spring Festival, but the British do not celebrate the Spring Festival.In addition to the large and small red lanterns and 囍 characters that have long been hung up in Chinatown, the Santa Claus who is too lazy to deal with it is still erected at the entrances of shops in the city of London.

"Young man, do you buy newspapers or magazines?" In front of the newsstand, an old man with a white beard and stubble stopped by the stall to sell.

Perhaps because of the cold weather, the young man in a black windbreaker shrank his neck into his collar, and picked out a football magazine and held it in his hand.Henry on the cover gave a thumbs up, low-key and domineering.

Since Henry won the "runner-up" in both the Ballon d'Or and the World Player of the Year, he finally defeated his predecessor Zidane in the French Player of the Year.

Recently, the King of Highbury surpassed his own national team striker Trezeguet in the 2003 ranking of the world's top scorers newly announced by the International Association of Football History and Statistics (IFFHS), becoming the top scorer for the first time throne.

It is worth mentioning that Dalian Shide player *** ranks 9th with 17 goals in the Asian Champions League.He is tied with Brazil's Ledson and Oliveira, and Argentina's Delgado.

"Young man, do you like to watch football?" The old man raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you get the London Weekly."

"Chelsea won again, 4-0! Bloodbathed Leicester City away."

"And that Mutu, yes, that poisonous snake!"

"Oh my God, I never thought the FA and the police could be so efficient!"

"It may be that Rio Ferdinand's doping lawsuit has been going on for too long, you know? Just today, the FA held a hearing, and they all agreed to impose a seven-month ban on Mutu."

"From this point of view, the next time I see the Viper playing in the Premier League, I don't know if it will be the year of the monkey!"

"And that young goalkeeper at Chelsea, you don't even think how good he is!"

"Yes, it is excellent!"

"I have watched football for more than 20 years, and this is the first time I have seen such an active goalkeeper."

"Did you see his long balls? He can get the ball wherever he wants from the back."

"You don't need to look for it." The young man took out a coin and put it in the old man's hand, put down the magazine, and took a copy of the London Evening News in his pocket.

"Thank you for your patronage." The old man put the coins in the box.

Just as the old man was about to sit down, he suddenly seemed to think of something. He leaned out of the newsstand and looked around. Where was the shadow of the young man?

"Is it my illusion? How did I see that person has six fingers?" The old man tapped his head, "It must be an illusion!"

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

A "middle-aged uncle" in brown shorts, a white vest, and two dark circles under his eyes opened the door.

"TOM, is that you?" Mutu saw clearly the face under the windbreaker hat, with a little surprise on his face.

"Damn, won't you let me in?" Tang Wu stretched out his hand from his pocket, rubbed his hands together and breathed out.

"Okay, please come in." Mu Tu moved away and let Tang Wu in.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I've come to your house!" Tang Wu changed his shoes, found a sofa and sat down.

Mutu's house in London is very large and grand, at least three times the size of Tang Wu's house.

"I'll go get you a glass of water."

Knowing Tang Wu's habits, Mutu found a clean disposable cup and put it under the water dispenser to pick it up.

Seeing Mutu's appearance, Tang Wu sighed.If he hadn't stood on the opposite side of Mutu, the FA would not have imposed a penalty on Mutu so quickly, and it was so ruthless.

After Mu Tu took the water, he put the glass in front of Tang Wu.He himself picked up a goblet, glanced at the newspaper Tang Wu put on the table, and sat opposite Tang Wu.

"Did Chelsea win again? 4-0, good guy, what a big win!" Mutu laughed.

"Damn, me." Before coming here, Tang Wu had already thought that Mutu would be furious when he saw him, would sneer at him, question him, and despise him.But I never thought that Mutu would be the same as before, as if nothing had happened.

"Tom, remember the game against Watford a few days ago? In the first half, I was at the top of their right arc. If I kicked the far corner, I might have scored!"

Tang Wu thought for a while, and recalled which shot Mutu was talking about.

"Then I'm afraid you're going to kick a spin! I don't believe your right foot is so sensitive!"

Shooting also pays attention to the right time, place and people, and even includes stance, center of gravity, balance and so on.

Based on Mutu's situation at the time, if he wanted to go to the far corner, he had to use the outer instep of his right foot to kick outward to do so.

"Hmph! What about external rotation? Don't you know my nickname?" Mutu curled his lips, "Listen, they call me Viper! Not only will I give the opponent the deadliest blow, but my shot It will be as elusive as a snake letter!"

"Just blow it up!" Tang Wu waved his hand.

"I'm blowing? Ha ha!" Mutu sneered, "If you stand a little further to the right for the second ball, the ball will not be scored. Damn Watford will not be eligible for the replay!"

"How many times have I told you that John blocked my view at the time, and I couldn't judge the situation at all. If I move rashly, the chances of revealing to the other party will be even greater!"

"Stop talking! If it were me, I would never be blocked by such a thin person!" Mutu "bragged".

Mutu knew that Tang Wu had played as a striker before, so he discussed shooting with him; and Tang Wu also knew that Mutu played as a goalkeeper when he was a child.

The two started arguing endlessly about the FA Cup match that was equalized by a weak team, and the atmosphere seemed to be back to how it was when nothing happened half a month ago.

After a long time, Mutu suddenly calmed down, put the cup on the table, held the wall of the cup with both hands, and said in a deep voice, "Tom, I'm sorry."

"Excuse me?" Tang Wu was taken aback by Mutu's sudden words. "What did you say?"

"Tom, that was the first time you brought that girl home!" Mutu continued, "I'm sorry for ruining your good deed, you know, you know I was, I was out of my mind at the time"

Mutu pointed to his temple with his index finger, "I was already playing HIGH at that time, maybe it's full of pornography!"

"It's okay, dude!" Tang Wu felt a little embarrassed when he heard Mutu bring this up. "I don't blame you, well, she just misunderstood me."

"It's okay to misunderstand!" Mutu said, "Well, she is a good girl! You must cherish her."

"Of course I will cherish her!" Tang Wu affirmed, but he couldn't help but add another sentence, "In your eyes, all Chinese girls are good girls!"

"Haha! You still understand me!" Mutu happily raised his glass and took another sip.

"Snapped!"

After Mutu finished drinking, he slapped the cup on the table, opened the second page of the newspaper, and sneered: "Hehe, seven months? Now everyone in London knows about it?"

"No, people all over the world know about it!" Tang Wu added.

"Damn, listen to me, I"

"You don't have to say it, I know what you want to say!" Mutu reached out to stop Tang Wu, "TOM, I'm very happy that you can come today. I understand everything else, and I would do the same thing if it were me !"

After speaking, Mutu leaned back on the sofa chicly, "TOM, I'm leaving Chelsea."

"Why?" Hearing what Mutu said, Tang Wu was surprised, "Damn, you can still appeal! The FA is just a suggestion this time, as long as the penalty has not yet taken effect, you can still play!"

"No, Tom, you don't understand!" Mutu shook his head, "Maybe the Premier League is not suitable for me at all, I'd better go to Italy."

"Italy? Where are you going? Inter Milan?" Some time ago, there was a lot of news about Inter Milan's exchange of Vieri for Mutu. The Rossoneri seemed to have a soft spot for Vipers.

"No, not Inter Milan! They all ran away when they heard that something happened to me!"

"Where is that?"

"Juventus! Moji said he could start for me!" When Mutu said about the old woman, his eyes lit up.

"No, I still don't understand." Tang Wu kept shaking his head, "Abramovich is also very optimistic about you, and you will be a starter if you stay at Chelsea! There is no need to leave the Premier League because of women and cocaine."

"Of course these are nothing!" Mutu said with a look of disdain.

"Why is that?" Tang Wu asked puzzled.

"Oh! TOM!" Mutu sighed, and slowly told the truth.

"If your naked photos and videos of field games fall into the hands of those media, you will also leave the Premier League."

"Oh! Well, I think I understand." Tang Wu was stunned.

After a while, Mutu suddenly opened his mouth, "TOM, but cocaine is the only thing I've touched recently. I've only smoked some cigarettes mixed with marijuana before. And this time, you, you know, I haven't had it for a long time. Ball."

Many players said after being arrested for smoking D that they were looking for status, but I don't know if it is true.

Mutu's clumsy explanation seemed a bit funny to Tang Wu, but perhaps in Mutu's heart, Tang Wu's opinion of him was more important!

Tang Wu said calmly and casually: "I know, you are just looking for status."

(End of this chapter)