Chapter 295 Money Bag

"Neymar got the ball on the left and stopped beautifully!"

But as soon as the ball stopped, Ferdinand was already approaching.

"One on one, Neymar dribbles the ball, a fake move, beautiful, dunk, it's over..."

Just as Neymar was about to dribble past Ferdinand, the England center back kicked the ball.

This kick not only intercepted the ball, but also tripped the person.

The referee's clear whistle sounded immediately.

For a moment, everyone focused their attention on the referee who was running towards the scene of the incident.

Ferdinand opened his arms with a look of aggrieved expression, while Neymar lay on the grass, motionless.

If he stood up at this time, he would be a fool and an idiot!

"The referee indicated that Ferdinand had committed a foul and gave Southampton a free kick in the frontcourt!"

The live TV camera was replaying the entire process over and over again.

"From the slow motion, Ferdinand did commit a foul. Neymar's footwork is outstanding. He was actually posing to tell you that he was going to fake a move and dribble past you."

"For a player like Neymar who has excellent skills, the only way to stop him is to foul him!"

The camera switched back again, and after several Southampton players discussed for a while, Toni Kroos walked to the penalty spot.

"It seems that this free kick will be taken by Toni Kroos!"

"The German midfielder is 21 years old and has never been able to play in the starting lineup for the German national team or Bayern Munich before."

"However, this summer, Southampton brought him to England for a whopping 60 million euros."

"This is also Toni Kroos' first official game after joining Southampton."

"From the first ten minutes or so, his performance was average."

"Let's take a look at this very threatening set-piece."

After Toni Kroos positioned the ball, he took two steps back.

At this time, all the tall players in Southampton rushed into Manchester United's penalty area.

Ibrahimovic, Javi Martinez, Varane...

Plus Manchester United's Ferdinand, Evans, Smalling and other players.

Suddenly, Manchester United's penalty area turned into a battle arena.

Toni Kroos nodded to his teammates in the penalty area, ran forward quickly and took the free kick.

The players near the penalty area were suddenly thrown into chaos.

Southampton players such as Ibrahimovic and Javi Martinez all ran away.

The restricted area suddenly became chaotic.

The ball drew a low arc from the left and fell quickly.

Front point!

When Manchester United's defenders reacted, they were immediately shocked.

The experienced coach Ferguson on the sidelines was the first to react and shouted, "Damn it!"

Everyone's attention was attracted by Ibrahimovic and Javi Martinez, ignoring the 18-year-old French teenager Raphael Varane.

Varane rushed to the front, got ahead of Carrick, and headed the ball into the far corner.

The ball hit Varane's head and turned towards the upper right corner of the goal.

At this moment, Manchester United's defenders were powerless.

I could only watch the ball.

How they wished that the ball would hit the crossbar!

But things did not turn out as they wished.

The ball hit, but not the crossbar, but went into the goal line and hit the side net!

The referee blew another crisp whistle, beep~ the goal is valid!

In an instant, the entire Wembley Stadium was boiling!

Countless Southampton fans rushed out of their seats frantically and couldn't stop celebrating!

On the field, Varane was the first to rush out of the penalty area, opened his arms, and rushed towards Toni Kroos.

This free kick was also very beautiful, so Varane was able to head it so comfortably!

The ball goes in, 1:0!

All the Southampton players rushed up at once and hugged each other!

"Saints! Saints!! Saints!!!"

Tens of thousands of Southampton fans cheered in the stands.

The players were celebrating with high spirits on the field.

In the first ten minutes, Southampton was suppressed by Manchester United and looked extremely embarrassed.

But who could have thought that the first time Southampton broke into Manchester United's 30-meter area and created a threat, they scored a goal.

This undoubtedly went beyond the expectations of everyone at Manchester United.

Ferguson was so angry that he kept roaring and shouting on the sidelines!

Southampton is not a pushover. If they take the lead, this game will be difficult!

Qin Yongming was standing in the aisle of the second-floor stands. He watched Manchester United's goal being breached and he cursed loudly.

"Damn it, what are these Manchester United bastards doing? They can even score a goal like this!"

That look was filled with indescribable pain.

"Well, it seems that Manchester United's defender missed a man!"

"Yeah, we were originally targeting one person at a time, but it seems like we missed Varane!"

Wang Sen and Liu Xing are football fans and can understand some of the tricks.

"This game is going to be difficult!"

"Who says it's not true? Southampton defended in the first ten minutes. This team is quite strong."

"It's just that Manchester United is just too disappointing!"

"Manchester United's midfield problems have been around for a long time. Vidic didn't play in this game and Evans is still too young."

"Speaking of young, isn't Varane younger?"

"That's right, it depends on Ferguson!"

"Yeah, Ferguson adjusted well, there's still a chance!"

The two of them were talking to each other, but Qin Yongming felt very annoyed when he heard them.

"What a shitty chance! Damn it! Even a goal like this could be scored. Manchester United deserved to lose!"

After he said this, Wang Sen and Liu Xing dared not say anything more.

But the Manchester United fans sitting next to them were not happy.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"I can understand you speaking Chinese. Are you Southampton fans?"

As soon as this fan shouted, the surrounding Manchester United fans immediately glared at him angrily.

Wow, off the pitch, the team we support was scored against by you, Southampton, one thing is for sure, but you damn Saints fans actually ran over to our territory with such arrogance, you simply don't take us seriously.

As if we were dead?

"Who...who is a Southampton fan?"

Qin Yongming felt scared when he saw this group of angry Red Devils fans.

"I see you are Southampton fans, how dare you come here and act wild?"

They are all Chinese. They must be spies sent by the Chinese boss of Southampton!

Now all the Red Devils fans vented their anger about losing the ball on these few people.

A group of people surrounded them, pointed at them and started cursing at them.

The overwhelming saliva almost drowned the four of them!

Qin Yongming was so frightened that he held on to the railing tightly and didn't dare to let go or talk back.

He suspected that if he made another sound, he would be beaten to death by them!

The police who were maintaining order at the scene also noticed the commotion in the stands and immediately chased after them.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

"The police arrived at the right time. Look, these damn Southampton fans have come to our territory!"

"Yeah, they just said bad things about Manchester United!"

"If you don't take them away, I'll throw them all down!"

Qin Yongming and the other three didn't dare to say a word.

Being surrounded and scolded by dozens of people was simply a nightmare.

"Why are there four of you again? Which team are you fans of?"

Among the police officers who rushed over was the one who had just brought them here, and he recognized them immediately.

This really made me angry.

You were in the Southampton fan section, cursing Southampton.

Okay, I brought you to the Manchester United fan area, but you ended up cursing Manchester United!

Damn it, you guys are here to make fun of us, right?

Is there anyone who watches football like you?

"Forget it, just stop watching and get out!"

After saying that, the policeman waved to his colleagues beside him, indicating that they should take the four of them out.

"Wait, why are you kicking us out of the stadium? We bought tickets!"

Wang Sen was holding four tickets in his hand.

The policeman walked over, snatched it away, and without saying a word, slapped the man in the face.

With a loud slap, Wang Sen was almost knocked to the ground.

"Because I'm a policeman!"

In this way, Qin Yongming and four others were driven out of Wembley Stadium in disgrace.

He kept cursing all the way out.

He cursed the police, the fans, and finally, even cursed Yang Huan.

"Yang Huan, it must be Yang Huan!"

"That bastard must have bribed the police and doesn't want us to stay and watch the game!"

"Yes, it must be him!"

As soon as the four men walked out of the gate of Wembley Stadium, they looked angry.

They felt that they were being tricked!

Qian Duoduo remembered something else.

"Mr. Qin, you just said that you bet heavily on Manchester United. How much did you bet?"

When Wang Sen and Liu Xing heard this, they immediately looked at Qin Yongming.

That look seemed to be asking, Yes, Mr. Qin, how much did you bet?

Manchester United was in good momentum before, so no one cared about it and just let it go.

But now, Manchester United's momentum is obviously wrong, and how much they bet is very crucial!

Qin Yongming shook his head. "I don't know either. How much money do you have in your card?"

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and took out the betting slip.

When I opened it, my hands shook and I almost dropped the betting slip.

"Four hundred and thirty thousand pounds..."

Qian Duoduo didn't care about anything else at this time. He just walked forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed it. As soon as he took a look, his face turned pale.

This is all his belongings!

"Master Qin, you...you actually invested all your money!"

This is more than 400,000 pounds.

Converted into RMB, it is more than four million!

My heart can't take it anymore, I can't breathe!

Qian Duoduo's chubby body suddenly burst into a violent coughing fit!

Wang Sen and Liu Xing also took a look at the betting slip. It was over four million. Wow, our Young Master Qin is really generous!

Fortunately, I am not as rich as Qian Duoduo, otherwise I would be cheated to death by him!

Qin Yongming also knew that he was in the wrong, so he smiled awkwardly, walked over and put his arm around Qian Duoduo's shoulder.

"Don't worry, Fatty Qian, it's just over 4 million. I'll fight for it for you later, and I'm sure you won't suffer any loss!"

Qian Duoduo was so heartbroken that he almost cried.

That’s more than four million. If you don’t bet, you can go back to China and enjoy the best food and drinks.

Besides, he was hoping to use the money to go to Tianshang Renjian and hire a few courtesans to have some fun!

But now...

Everything is gone!

However, he didn't dare to say much.

Who made him the money bag of Young Master Qin?

"Manchester United is one goal behind now. Well, as long as Manchester United scores one more goal, we can't lose!"

When Qian Duoduo thought of this, his hope was rekindled.

Given Manchester United's strength and their performance in the first ten minutes, are they still afraid of not being able to score?

Besides, the game is still going on for so long, and it’s still unknown who will win or lose!

Wang Sen glanced at Liu Xing, who also had a look of sympathy on his face.

The two looked at each other and decided to speak out.

"I said, Lao Qian, if I remember correctly, Manchester United was giving up half a goal."

When Qian Duoduo heard this, he was stunned. "What do you mean?"

Wang Sen and Liu Xing looked at each other again and smiled bitterly in embarrassment.

"In other words, a draw would count as a loss for Manchester United!"

"If Manchester United wants to win, they have to score two goals!"

Qian Duoduo cried out, his face full of despair.

Young Master Qin, you have not only betrayed your brothers, you have also betrayed your father and your ancestors!

My four million!