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Chapter 99 Hero's Big Killer

Kuyt got up and turned off the lights. After a brief darkness was plunged into the house, a little light shone in.

Chen Yingxiong nodded to the curtains again: "Pull the curtains up and just expose a slit."

Kuyt pinched his nose and went over to pull the curtains: "Stay away from me!"

Actually, it's still very uncomfortable, but there's nothing to vomit in the stomach.

"What are you afraid of? One of these things is yours, and the other one is something you see every day." Chen Yingxiong raised his hands slightly, and Kuyt hurriedly dodged.

"Okay, okay*" Please help me push the window open." Chen Yingxiong nodded toward the window again.

Kuyt pinched his nose and pushed the window open.

Now the noise outside became louder and the wind blew in.

It can be heard that many fans below have drunk a lot of alcohol, and they are so nonsense that they can shout out "I want to fuck your mother and your dad."

After Kuyt opened the window, he flashed to the side, but instead of retracting back to the bed, he stood by another window, lifted the corner of the curtain and looked down.

He still wanted to see what the things that made him vomit in disgust would bring to the damn Besiktas fans below...

Chen Yingxiong stepped forward and stood by the open window.

He took a deep breath, as if he was brewing emotions, but this made Kuyt's stomach even more uncomfortable. He thought of the smell in the two garbage bags, which was not so good... and Chen Yingxiong's action was so like he was smelling the smell.

At this moment, a sudden crisp sound was heard!

Kuyt quickly turned his face and downstairs, on the side where the group of Turkish fans gathered, there was a black garbage bag lying, with a piece of water crumbled around it as the center.

It seems that someone took action first by Chen Yingxiong!

Someone and Chen Yingxiong thought of going together!

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Martin O'Neal was also clamored by the fans. As the head coach, he was usually very hardworking, so he was a little nervous and not easy to fall asleep. After finally falling asleep, he was woken up, and he was so irritable that he was so irritable.

At first he thought there was a drunk man passing by downstairs, but later he found out that there was a drunk man, but he came to find trouble on purpose.

He got up from the bed angrily, but when he got up, his anger had calmed a lot.

Because he remembered what was the most important thing in this game... it was not the winner, but the peace, nothing happened.

No matter whether it is a fan or his players, don't have any trouble.

If we lose the away game, we still have a chance to return to home court. But if something big happens... we may not have this chance.

After he pacing around the room for a few laps, an assistant coach named Sammy Lee called: "Protest the hotel, call the police! Let them drive these bastards away!"

Then he stopped sleeping and sat on the sofa in his clothes waiting for news.

Soon Sammy Lee came and knocked on the door.

"The hotel apologized and said they had called the police..." Sammy and Lee said after seeing O'Neal.

O'Neal shook his head: "That won't work, we have to report it ourselves. Who knows when the hotel will be dragged to? They are also run by Turks..."

O'Neal really distrusts the Turks.

Sammy Lee nodded, thinking that O'Neal was saying goodbye. He took out his cell phone to call the police. On the phone, he explained the specific situation to the other party, and hung up after receiving the reply.

"The police said they would come out immediately."

"Okay, we'll wait!"

Martin O'Neal was so angry that he didn't feel angry. If he had encountered such a thing elsewhere, he would definitely bombard the home team at the press conference the next day, but now he can only hold it in his stomach. Perhaps it would be too much of a chance to say it after returning to Liverpool.

Now, he can only endure as he told the players, and he must endure whatever he encounters!

So the head coach and assistant coach of Liverpool team started working as the Tintos of Ninja Turtles in the room at this time.

At this moment, the screams outside were interrupted by a crisp "pop".

Sammy Lee stood up and looked out the window immediately, and then immediately reported to O'Neal: "Someone threw a bag of water downwards...!"

O'Neal really seemed to blurt out: "Good throwing it!"

But reason tells him to be calm. Doing so will probably only arouse a bigger rebound for the other party, because what the other party hopes most is that you will react like this. If you always hide in the shell, they will not find a chance to vent. Now you take the initiative to stick your head out. Isn’t this for them to bite?

"Damn...who did it?"

"This..., don't know."

O'Neal also knew that he had asked for nothing, so he didn't say anything.

The noise downstairs paused for a brief moment, and then even louder screams appeared.

Apparently, the group of people were irritated after being startled.

Martin O'Neal reached out and covered his face. This was the worst result...” Before the police arrived, no one could go to bed.

In fact, he forgot that even if there was no such bag of water, the group of people would not be restrained until the police came.

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Because of the noise and troubles of the group of fans downstairs, many of the guests who were resting in the hotel were awakened, and the windows lit up one after another.

The hotel's front desk was also busy, and many guests called and came over to complain and protest in person, asking the hotel to drive away the group of hateful football hooligans.

But the hotel is also helpless because the fans are on the side of the road opposite their hotel. Although the road is not wide, it is not the area responsible for the hotel... The hotel security guards can be on duty at the entrance of the hotel, but they can't control the people opposite.

This is human rights. People have the freedom to rush in the streets at midnight. Our hotel is not a law enforcement officer, so we have no name...

They could only call the police, so at this time everyone was waiting for the Turkish police to come.

But in fact, everyone in the hotel knows that if you want the police to come quickly, it is almost impossible.

Hasn't something similar happened before?

The Turkish police must be Turkish. The Turkish must support their team. How could they help Liverpool at this time? They must be staggering and deliberately arrived later.

It seems that tonight, those Liverpool people should not want to sleep well... It's so pitiful!

Alas, who told them to draw a Turkish team? It is a must-experience to come to Türkiye to play away!

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Kuyt hid behind the curtains, only showing his face, looking at the Besiktas fans below who pointed their heads at the top and scolded them.

"This move is not good, hero, people scold them even more intensely and even more noisy." He said worriedly.

Chen Yingxiong snorted: "Scream! That's because the weapon doesn't have enough lethality!"

Kuyt shrank and said, "Your weapon is enough lethal, and you are not afraid of attracting greater rebound... Anyway, if I get shit all over my body, I will have the heart to kill him..."

At this moment, Chen Yingxiong had already walked to the window.

He raised his arm, and two bags of "paocui" were lifted up by him.

Kuyt reflexively shrank back again. On March 5, 2019, it was clear, windy, and had good visibility. It was a good weather suitable for air strikes!

Chen Yingxiong stretched out the garbage bag in his left hand sideways and quickly swung his forearm, throwing the garbage bag in his hand towards the target. Then he immediately changed sides and threw the garbage bag in his right hand out in the same way.

He quickly closed the window and pulled the curtains, and hid behind the curtains and stared downstairs with Kuyt.

If the boss hadn't been instructed to keep him restrained, he wouldn't have been hiding like this...

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The group of Besiktas fans downstairs came here to smash the venue after they found out about the hotel where Liverpool were staying.

They plan to use this kind of harassment to prevent Liverpool from resting well. In this way, when it comes to tomorrow's game, Liverpool will definitely lose its state and not be able to guarantee its physical strength. Isn't it easier for Besiktas to win?

Their wishful thinking was very good, and the effect was also very significant after coming.

The windows that were dark before were lit up and there were no signs of Liverpool players, but they were sure that Liverpool players must have been woken up.

At this moment, a garbage bag filled with water was thrown out from the window. Everyone was happy before, but no one noticed it. When the bag hit the ground, it made a crisp sound. Many people were shocked and were shocked.

After a brief palpitations and silence, there is anger to the sky!

Damn it! You bastards actually dare to fight back?! You really forgot whose territory is here, right?! Fuck you to death!

So they raised their heads one by one, pointed their middle finger at the windows that they felt most like they were throwing things down and cursed unscrupulously.

"I'll fuck your mother! Damn British guy! I'll come down and kill you!"

"Liverpool bastard, I just slept with your mom yesterday. Your mom was so fucked by me! She also licked my big cock! Ah haha!"

"Fuck your mother Liverpool! Fuck your mother Gerald! Fuck your mother Chen Yingxiong!! Ohoh!! Hesburg! Death so good, die well! Why didn't there be more Liverpool bastards?"

"Don't you! You'll scare us if you throw the bag of water? Fuck you! If you have the ability, throw it away! You fucking coward, you will only hide and continue throwing it if you have the ability...

Halfway through this crazy speech, they raised their heads and opened their mouths, and saw two black things suddenly appear in the air, falling towards them quickly...

During the falling process, things kept splashing out from it.

A guy with the biggest mouth suddenly saw something flying towards him. He subconsciously closed his eyes, and then felt something soft and warm into his mouth...

At the same time, a stinking stinking stinkered into the nostrils.

With the two crisp sounds of snapping, the two black stuff exploded in the densest crowd, and the yellow soup mixed with black, yellow-colored and white, as well as other things that could not be described in specific colors, splashed everywhere!
Chapter completed!
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