Chapter 445: A Melee of Discord
"You ugly woman, you yellow pig! How dare you hit me!"
"I'm going to kill her!"
The two Koreans' voices were sharp and unpleasant at this moment, filled with pain, like a mad woman.
Lin Shao responded calmly in Korean.
"You're talking like you're white pigs. If your motherland heard you say that, it would be so mad that it would expel your citizenship."
"Come on, I'm waiting for you. If you can't kill me, I'll kill you."
The inexplicably implied "white pigs" - the Italian team members who were trying hard to stop the fight but were innocently caught in the crossfire - suddenly froze. Then the two Koreans found a gap and instantly broke free from the shackles, picked up the empty bottles and rushed towards the top of the tree frantically.
The Italian captain who was holding onto Lin Shao didn't think of letting go for a moment, and the way he was holding her just happened to face the wine bottle that was about to hit him.
However, the revengeful bottle still failed to hit its target.
The captain who had arrived at the scene stepped forward and kicked the man to the ground.
The wine bottle flew out and hit the wall, splattering fragments all over the ground.
Behind them, the Korean players who rushed in saw that the situation was not right and exploded instantly.
The two groups immediately started fighting.
The entire box was filled with shouts of Imperial Mandarin, Imperial dialect, Korean, and all kinds of curses that were completely incomprehensible to each other.
The Italian team members who were busy trying to stop the fight spoke in impatient Italian and made it difficult for the other team to communicate. In the end, after being forced into a fight by various accidental injuries, they simply joined the battlefield.
Like a war between a thousand ducks and a thousand chickens.
The dim colored lights illuminated the red wine flowing on the ground.
Different shoes were stumbling around in a mess.
It was more than ten minutes later that the fighting subsided.
Almost everyone was injured.
Only the captain of the Empire team casually took off his somewhat messy coat and threw it to the manager, who immediately took it and wrapped himself in it.
Then the captain sat down on the sofa, his face still handsome and clean without any scars. He glanced at the bruised and battered captain of the Korean team with a cold look and said in English,
"How's it going? Are you going to make a big scene?"
The South Korean captain froze.
They were the ones who got beaten the most today. Judging from their injuries, they certainly wanted to make a big fuss. However, the real cause of the incident was that one of their players was attracted by the other team's beauty and made advances towards the manager. If they really made a big fuss, they might not gain anything.
What's more, fighting before the game, whether active or passive, will result in a suspension.
So, don’t make a big deal out of it!
The Italian captain slowly stepped forward. He also had a bruise under his eye, and his handsome, deep-set face looked a little funny.
"I think we should just let this matter go. The match is only a few days away. Regardless of our relationship, we've all been preparing for this match for a long time. No one wants to be suspended because of this."
"So, let the two brothers from Korea apologize to you. Everyone, please be careful in front of the coach and don't let anything get out of hand."
Cannot be banned.
This is indeed the common voice of everyone.
Besides, the Korean side was thinking, "Even though I molested your manager, didn't your guys also stab two of our players? We don't know what kind of problems that will arise." So, everyone should be even.
So after discussing for a while, the two Korean men who had their heads cut covered their hands and bowed to the manager reluctantly to apologize. They also took the wine handed over by the Italian players and handed it to the manager.
The manager was of course filled with anger and frustration after encountering such a thing for no reason, but for the sake of the team she had to swallow her anger once again.
However, just as she was about to take the glass of wine, a long leg wrapped in washed white denim suddenly flew up from behind her and kicked the glass of wine away.
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