The fans who were shouting and protesting found that the rear door of the car in front of them moved. Then a crack appeared.

The fat man made a gesture and his scolding came to an abrupt end.

After a while, the slit was enlarged and Alan Adams stood out from the car.

The players behind also noticed the abnormality in front, and they all stood on tiptoe. They stretched their necks and looked into the crowd. At this time, everyone was particularly envious of Aaron Mitcher.

"Hey, what happened? Aaron." Mokrattchel's clothes and asked. Many players turned their attention to this big man.

"Mr. Adams is out..." Mitcher replied. He was two meters tall and could easily see inside the crowd. "The fans stopped making trouble, the reporters pointed at him..." He described everything that happened in the crowd to his teammates like a commentator.

"Thank you for your concern for Nottingham Forest. Gentlemen." Although blocked for more than ten minutes, Allen Adams still smiled and looked very well-educated. "I admit that the club has encountered some difficulties now..."

His words were interrupted by the ridicule of the fans. “A little difficulty? He is so embarrassed to say, ha!”

The smile on Allen's face was still not small, and he was indeed very tolerant. "But I think the real Forest fans should support the team and the club at this time. As for Tony Don!" He said one sentence in the evening and said the next sentence immediately, and he didn't even have time to change his breath. He was afraid that he would be interrupted by the fans again.

When the fans heard him talking about Tony, the fans calmed down.

"The club will give you a satisfactory answer in four days." Evan didn't say how many days he thought about it in his mind. "Now I hope everyone will not prevent the players from going home to rest. They will have a training class in the afternoon."

Allen pointed at a long convoy blocking the ground behind.

This is really a wonderful reason to relieve the current dilemma. After all, fans are targeting only clubs, not teams and players.

After the fans looked at each other, the fat man who led the lead stood aside and made way. Other fans ran to him one after another. They just kept holding the banner. As if reminding Allen Adams that if they didn't give them a satisfactory answer in four days, this matter wouldn't be over.

Allen returned to the car, closed the door, and turned his face to look at the fans with smiles on his face. These people must have thought they had won the battle just now. In fact, he didn't take these people seriously. If the media hadn't been on the scene, he would have left long ago. What are the fans? They just need to provide them with ticket money, buy some souvenirs, and go to the stadium to vent once a week. Nottingham Forest is Evan Doggetty's own club, which has long been removed from the stock market. Here, only Evan Doggetty is the real king. Fans can't threaten the throne of the king no matter what they do. Look at Tony, Tony abandons you and wants to ask for an explanation for him now? It's really sad...

The car started again and drove away from the gate of the training base. The dust raised up made the reporters cough, and they complained a few times at the butt of the car.

"The club will give an explanation for the boss' resignation!" Mitcher announced to his teammates excitedly.                                                                                                                 �

Giving up a meritorious coach is like destroying the Great Wall.

No player can accept such a result calmly.

George Wood had just finished his extra training and came out of the shower and changed his clothes from the locker room. He saw that his teammates who were supposed to leave here were still gathered. Although he had not seen the wonderful scene of the media and fans besieging Allen Adams, he happened to hear what Mitcher said.

He was stunned at the same time, and then he found that no one noticed him. So he turned around and returned quietly from the same path.

When the players saw the reporters still guarding the door, they also found that this was not a good time to discuss the locker room issue. They each said goodbye, returned to their cars, started the cars, and left one after another.

When the most persistent reporter could not resist the scorching sun at noon and evacuated here, Evan Dogette rode his dark red Audi A6 carefully through the gate like a thief and left Wilford. After a while, George Wood appeared alone in the confinement gate.

The guard was surprised when he saw the captain of the Forest Team - he thought that the club chairman should be the last person to leave here in order to avoid the reporter, but he didn't expect that there was another one...

Despite his surprise, he opened the door and watched Wood slowly move away. Then he shook his head. There were too many things in the nearest Nottingham Forest that he couldn't understand. And he also knew that there would be many such things in the next few days.

The man who was called "King of the Forest" by the media and fans has been away for more than two months. It is really...

Too amazing!
Chapter completed!