Chapter 193 The Wrath of the Madman

In the end, Real Madrid defeated the invading Manchester Red Devils 1-0 with Ronaldo's wonderful shot in the first half. Although it was a victory, the fans of the Galactic Battleship were not happy. Facing a team like Manchester United, they only got a goal lead at home, and the change of the next round of the game. The number is still very large!

Uncle Ferguson smiled when he was interviewed by reporters at the press conference after the game. He admitted that he was very satisfied with the result of the game and said that he was looking forward to the next round of the decisive battle at Old Trafford!

Compared with the smug old man, the madman Li was not in the mood to attend the press conference at all, but went directly to the central hospital of Madrid, because his proud disciple Marcelo was still lying in the cold operating room receiving expert treatment!

The reporters couldn't catch the madman Li, so they had to catch Uncle Ferguson's indiscriminate bombing. At first, the red devil godfather patiently answered one by one. Who knew that later, a guy with no eyes threw out a few very inappropriate topics:

"Mr. Ferguson, what do you think of the elbow foul of Manchester United's full-back Evra in the second half?" The man's words were sharp: "According to UEFA regulations, it is not an exaggeration to be directly sent off with a red card for such behavior, right?"

Other reporters turned their heads and asked Carlos Reuben, the loyal dog of the madman Li and the deputy editor-in-chief of the Marca newspaper. They immediately made a sudden expression of enlightenment. Reuben was going to settle accounts for the madman Li Qiuhou! So they all opened their eyebrows and gloated and waited to see the show!

Ferguson's face stiffened, but in the end, he couldn't help but gently expose it in a muddy way: "In England, a professionally ethical coach will not blame the referee's work. Today's game went smoothly. The only thing that makes me a little sorry is Manchester United. I didn't win. As for that foul... My player has been punished!"

The Lord refers to Evra's yellow card!

Reuben scolded the old fox in his heart and criticized the referee. Isn't it that you haven't done it, and you still pretend to be pure?

As a high-quality "dog leg" in the new era with culture and quality, Reuben certainly can't let go of the old Scottish man so easily, and then broke the news: "Mr. Ferguson, David Beckham won the best in this game. Can you try his performance?"

The reporters took a deep breath when they heard the words. Reuben was really willing to pull the emperor down. The questions he asked were inserted into Ferguson's heart one after another. Who doesn't know that since the "flying boots incident", the topic of Beckham has long been taboo for the red devil godfather?

But the next thing that almost broke their glasses was that Ferguson did not get angry strangely, but thought about it for a moment and really gave a comment, with only four words: "It's well-deserved!"

Well-deserved?

After hearing this comment, even Carlos Reuben, who deliberately found faults, was stunned and unwilling to continue to pursue: "David's performance this season is the best season since his career. Many people think that he is the popular candidate for World Footballer of the Year. Why didn't David do this when he was at Manchester United? What about the performance?

This question is a bit heartbreaking. Is it unclear to satirize the ability of Ferguson ** players far less than that of the madman Li? Sure enough, no matter how good the Scottish old man had a temper, he couldn't help humming and just left... In Ferguson's opinion, it's a price drop to continue to argue with such a guy!

This press conference can be regarded as a "smash". Looking at the "sentful" eyes of other reporters, Carlos Reuben curled his lips disdainfully. Others were afraid of your Ferguson's ban, but I didn't recognize it! This is Spain, not Manchester, where you are dowt!

...Madrid Central Hospital!

Li Tongfan and Grad are sitting on the stool outside the operating room, with a word written on their faces - anxious!

It has been two hours since he was injured in the competition. Marcelo is still being treated by an expert in the operating room. Li Tongfan has predicted through FM2007 that the result is a little better, but Grady's eyes are dark. To be honest, Marcelo's arm bent during the slow-motion playback. The irregular arc, to describe that in one word, is absolutely "unbearable". At this time, Lao Ge is worried about whether it will directly cause the "early death" of the little hammer - retirement!

Gred can't help but be excited when he thinks of this. If so, it's too cruel for a football player who is only 18 years old but has unlimited potential - to some extent, Lao Ge is also an emotional introverted and stuffy man!

Just above the door of the operating room, there is a clock hanging on the snow-white wall that looks like the crucifixion of Jesus. The second hand ticks and keeps walking, each time it seems to be rumbling on the heart of Li Tongfan and Grad. Slowly, Lao Li feels that even the air in the corridor is about to smoke anxiously!

Grade stood up and stamped back and forth a few times, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and was about to take two sips. He looked up and saw the eye-catching no-smoking sign on the wall. In the serious eyes of the passing angel in white, he pretended it back!

anxious!

Nervous!

At this moment, a noise suddenly came out from the other end of the corridor. Li Tongfan looked up, and a group of reporters pushed away the nurses who blocked them and rushed in... "Mr. Rice Bucket, why didn't you attend the press conference after the game? As the head coach of professional football, don't you think this is very unethical? Every day in Catalonia, the bearded reporter of sports began to shout from afar!

"Is Marcelo seriously injured? If he works this season, will Real Madrid abandon him? Boba, who even ran away with high heels, raised the microphone and said in a shrill voice: "It is said that you are ready to clean up the Brazilian?"

"...With only one goal lead, will this bother Real Madrid's trip to Manchester... Will you choose to play against Manchester United at Old Trafford?"

"...Mr. Li Tongfan, the season is coming to an end. Why hasn't there been any news about your renewal? As far as I know, your contract will expire in consecutive months?

The noisy voices of the reporters filled the corridor of the hospital in an instant, and the quiet operating area instantly turned into a noisy vegetable market!

Li Tongfan hasn't responded yet. The second boss, Grad, has rudely picked up the mop beside him and pushed the reporter out like a bulldozer!

(Strange, why is there a mop around Grad?) The reporters quit: "We have the right to know, we have the right to interview..."

Demons dance!

Li Tongfan pulled the angel in white who passed by with an angry face and asked, "This is the operating area. How can you let these people in?" The angel MM in white kicked her eyes, threw a large "sanitary ball" angrily, broke away from Li Tongfan and left... I... Damn it, what kind of attitude is this?

Why is the service attitude of foreign hospitals so bad?

Just wondering, the MM looked back and said angrily, "Look clearly, I'm not a nurse, I'm a patient!!!!!! I've been dragged eight times... I'm not a nurse, I'm not a doctor..."

Lao Li took a closer look and said that the self-proclaimed "Mother" was wearing a white windbreaker. It's really not a nurse's uniform. It's not a nurse's. It's not a nurse. Why are you wandering in the hospital in a white coat?

The other side!

Grad is obviously overestimating his strength. One person and a mop, no matter how "cross the knife immediately", he can't push more than a dozen people. He has blushed and his neck is thick, and the position of the reporters is still as stable as a rock... Li Tongfan went to patted Grad on the shoulder, motioned him to put down the mop, and turned to the reporters lightly. Leave a sentence indifferently: "This is the operating area. This is noisy and will disturb the operation process of my players. Don't you want the news? Come with me..."

After saying that, Lao Li separated the crowd and walked out!

More than a dozen reporters looked at each other and followed Lao Li excitedly, like a green-headed fly that finally found the cake!

Li Tongfan walked all the way to the stairs at the entrance of the emergency building of Madrid Central Hospital, and then took out paper and pen from his pocket. Facing the reporters, he wrote and drew for a long time, and then put it back, with a sneer on his face: "Okay, if you have anything to ask, ask quickly, bitches!"

Bitch...bitches?

The Boba reporter who ran away from high heels originally wanted to ask the madman Li what he was writing. When he heard the last sentence, he thought he had heard it wrong. He turned his head and looked at the other colleagues and looked at the madman Li with an angry face. Obviously, he was angered by the three words "bitches"!

So Boba raised his fist high and protested in a shrill voice: "Mr. Li, madman, you are a naked insult, and the reporter is also dignified... I want to sue you in court..."

"Fuck you..." Li Tongfan pointed to his nose and scolded, "Prosecution? You bitches rushed to the hospital to interfere with my player's operation. I can sue you for murder..."

The more Li Tongfan talked, the more excited he became. He vented all the anger he had accumulated before on this group of unknown reporters like a volcanic eruption. He stood on the stairs condescendingly and scolded like a shrew scolding the street: "What's wrong? Are you angry? Hey hey, talk to me about dignity at this time? If it's not given to you by others, but by your fucking earned by yourself... For the sake of the so-called news value, do you ignore the life and death of others and talk to me about dignity? I'm just scolding you today. What's the matter, son of a bitch..."

The madman Li's anger attracted the attention of pedestrians, and after the initial anger, more than a dozen reporters opened the recording pen, mobile phone, microphone with a happy face... Anyway, everything that could be recorded quickly reached out in front of Li Tongfan. This is a great news. It's absolutely eye-catching!

Seeing this scene, Li Tongfan laughed angrily: "Well, this is your dignity??? Want to record evidence? OK, listen clearly, look at my mouth shape: son of a bitch..." At this point, Li Tongfan took out his notebook and patted: "It's not only Ferguson who will block the media. Bitches, congratulations, you have successfully angered me... A total of 13 media have been written down. From today on, don't think about the royal family. A little bit of news from Madrid!"

"Goodbye, I'm going to take care of my players!" Li Tongfan patted his buttocks without any manner, turned around and left! It was not until this moment that more than a dozen reporters looked at each other in fronts that they found that they seemed to have really poked the hornet's nest this time...

(to be continued)