novelraw Chapter 450
Chapter 450
At Old Trafford.
Two groups are doing confrontation training.
Four people, including Wu Hao and Xu Zhengyang, stood at the edge of the court.
The system beep has ended.
Surprisingly, he became the big boss of Manchester United.
Some important contact information was pushed to the phone, and Wu Hao almost laughed in his heart.
For the 'unconditional' right to sign a world football star, it was really surprising and refreshing.
Should we re-train Manchester United like a game?
With all the world's famous players under his name, wouldn't it be possible to sweep all the Super Cup leagues?
Just when Wu Hao was silently dreaming, a player on the court made a big-footed clearance. The football flew sideways out of the court and went straight to Wu Hao.
"Xiao Wu……"
Xu Zhengyang shouted urgently.
But he saw Wu Hao stepping forward without any panic, stopping the ball very easily and stepping on it.
A group of people ran over on the court.
One of the young white men said with a mocking smile:"Hey, yellowmonkey, kick the ball back.""
"snort."
Wu Hao snorted.
The four people behind him, including Zhengyang, all had their faces darkened.
"Hi, don’t you understand English? Kick the ball back, okay?"
"OK."
Wu Hao smiled strangely.
Then he took two steps back and suddenly kicked out hard.
Bang!
Hit hard.
The football flew out like a cannonball. Before the players could react, The young man who had just shouted was hit in the face with a bang.
This kick was so cruel.
Half of the young man's face was deformed by the football, and he was knocked over.
Then the ball bounced to the side. The door frame turned back again and returned to Wu Hao's feet.
Everyone was stunned. Is this angle... calculated?
"Uh-huh, fck, fck……"
The young man who was hit covered his face with his hands, rolled over and cursed incomprehensibly.
When the others saw it, they were all angry.
All the football players are rushing in this direction.
"Mr. Wu……"
Zhao Xuan suddenly took a step forward, ready to take action
"Need not."
Wu Hao waved his hand to stop his movement, then took a few steps back again, then accelerated his run and kicked out again.
Bang!
The football was kicked with a dull explosion.
A gray shadow was seen crossing the air in an extremely violent way. The beautiful arc actually passed through the middle of those people and shot into the goal at a very small angle.
As soon as the ball appeared, those who rushed over stopped in place, looking at the goal with dumbfounded faces. A football in the goal.
Banana ball?
A super long-distance banana ball?
The angle is less than 30 degrees?
And how did he avoid nearly twenty players and shoot over?
It’s outrageous.
A group of people all stood there dumbly.
Wu Hao Ze curled his lips and smiled, turned around and walked away leisurely.
Behind him, Xu Zhengyang and the other four people also left with confused expressions on their faces.
……
……
On the way off the field.
Xu Zhengyang asked with a strange look on his face:"Xiao Wu, your footwork is pretty good."
"Just learned it."
Wu Hao smiled slightly
"You...what other skills do we not know about?"Xu Zhengyang looked dark.
"I can't figure this out myself. Zhao
Xuan on the side said with a cold look on his face:"Even that ball just now, Xiaobei couldn't kick it out, right?""
"Maybe you can kick them out, but you definitely can't avoid those people."
Shen Zhu looked at Wu Hao and said thoughtfully.
"Anyway, it definitely opened my eyes just now."
"I thought I would take action. This result is quite good"
"Those white-skinned pigs will still talk dirty when they see Chinese people, but they need to be repaired."
……
Several people walked and talked, slowly arriving outside the stadium.
Old Trafford is the second largest stadium in England and can accommodate at least 70,000 people attending games at the same time.
Five people came to the big square in front.
There stands a statue.
It is a statue of Sir Alex Ferguson, the former manager of Manchester United.
Because during the 26 years of Ferguson's coaching, Manchester United won 13 Premier League championships, two Champions League championships, 5 British FA Cup championships and 4 British League Cup championships.
In order to commemorate this legendary coach, a statue was erected in his honor.
Wu Hao looked at the statue silently
【Ding, the equity transfer procedures have been completed. Host, please wait a moment, someone will take you over to the Manchester United club. 】
Huh, okay.
Just wait a while.
This reward is quite interesting.
Behind him, Xu Zhengyang asked casually:"Xiao Wu, what are we waiting for?"
"Waiting for someone"
"Who is it?"
"I don't know yet who will come, but I know that someone will come to me because he has something to deliver to me."
Wu Hao smiled weirdly.
Xu Zhengyang was used to his smile, so there must be something fishy about it. Just wait.
The five people looked around in front of the Old Trafford Arena.
A few minutes later, someone came over.
Six or seven people.
The leader was an old man with gray hair and good spirits.
The old man strode up to Wu Hao, stretched out his right hand and said with a respectful smile:"Mr. Wu, you have been waiting for a long time. I'm Joe Glazer"
"Hello."
Wu Hao smiled faintly.
Xu Zhengyang and several others on the side were all confused.
Joe Glazer?
Isn't that the head of the Manchester United club?
"Mr. Wu, from today on, you are the head of the Manchester United Club. Please follow me. I will complete the handover ceremony in the office inside."
"Thanks, Mr. Glazer"
"Let's go this way"
"OK"
Wu Hao followed Joe Glazer towards the building.
The four people behind him looked at each other in confusion.
"Mr. Wu... became the leader of Manchester United?"
"That's what Glazer said just now, right?"
"Phew, thought I heard it wrong"
"Ahem, let’s go. Not surprised, not surprised……"
Xu Zhengyang said hello and followed closely.
Although he said he was not surprised, his face was full of collapse.
In the end... how many identities are there?
PS: Chapter 3 is here!