The Midfield Master

As for Huang Yifei, after being fascinated, Huang Yifei also lost consciousness.

The people in black watched Huang Yifei give up the struggle, and the matter for himself was considered to be done, and it seemed that they would be able to make a lot of money next time.

"I said, brother, this, this guy, runs so fast, he almost didn't exhaust us to death!"

At this time, the man took off his sunglasses and lay down on the grass to rest. His facial features had no characteristics. The only characteristic was that he had a group of extremely thick beards.

"Who is this guy! Boss, running so fast" asked nonchalantly.

"It seems to be a player. Of course, this is not something we should know about. Anyway, the employer asks us to catch it. We just take care of it. We still don't care about other things!"

The older brother who took the lead didn't tell Huang Yifei's true identity to his beard.

When Lukehu heard that it was a player, he became energetic. He is also a fan. He wants to see which hapless guy has been kidnapped this time.

However, although Luhu is a fan, Luhu will never be softened by being a fan. A fan is a fan and doing this business is also the same.

The two identities do not conflict or influence each other. Lopetegui got up, went to Huang Yifei's face, and carefully examined Huang Yifei's appearance.

But the more he looked at it, the more strange the person in front of him became.

"Isn't this Huang Yifei!" Luojihu lied at this time. In the last game, he said he would be a loyal fan of Huang Yifei. Today he kidnapped Huang Yifei himself.

But Lu Hu took a deep breath and pretended that he did not know the same, although he said he was a fan, and he continued to bet on the next game! But this work is my homepage, and I can't ruin my own cost of food because of my hobbies.

"This player, I don't know, I don't know who caused it! Let's be lucky!" Luo Hu left his sight on Huang Yifei and said to his teammate on the side.

"Boss, so what should we do next, asked nonsense.

"Lift up and go to the car!" Luojihu and others stopped the car to a place where there was no one. When Luohu walked to the car, there were few people, but out of caution, Luohu waited on the spot. meeting. After everyone in the park was almost gone, Huang Yifei was lifted onto the car.

Luhu opened the trunk, and there were already two people on the car waiting in the trunk. Seeing Luhu and others brought the people, those two wearing hats, eyes and masks, under the heavily wrapped faces, A smile appeared.

"Boss, you see, we have brought people to you, and we will leave the rest to you!"

"Don't worry, I still want you to do something for me! Driver, go, go to the Bravo Hotel!" The Bravo Hotel is a bustling hotel in Eindhoven, and it is often visited by the nobles of Eindhoven. place.

"Well, boss, let's talk about it first. We are only responsible for helping you catch people. If we want us to help you kill people and overtake goods, then we don't have this business. At that time, our contract was already written! We! Not to undertake this business."

"I haven't told you what I want you to do for me! Don't worry, the benefits will definitely not be better for you!" The eyes under the sunglasses are full of triumph and sorrow.

"Killing and overweight?" Pu Youchong can't do this kind of thing. Even if you don't think about it for yourself, you have to consider his son Park Ji-sung, who is known as the future of Korean football.

If someone finds out, wouldn't his future be completely ruined if he has worked so hard to nurture his son for so many years?

That's right, sitting in the back of the car at the moment and organizing all of this is the father and son of Pu Youchong. They have been planning this plan for a long time, but they have never had the opportunity to implement it.

Unexpectedly, in the past few days, Huang Yifei and Debbie would go out to practice piano every day in a place where no one was there. How could Pu Youchong not catch this opportunity that fell from the sky.

Huang Yifei's performance in the last game was still dazzling. If Huang Yifei keeps going like this, it is estimated that his son will not be able to raise his head this season. After several plans, Pu Youchong finally took action at the night of his enthusiasm, and the plan seems to have been carried out successfully so far.

Pu Youchong just wanted to ruin Huang Yifei, and the means, Pu Youchong had already thought of coming. It is nothing more than those few things to ruin a person.

The car started slowly, and Park Youchong couldn't help laughing in the car. Park Jixing turned his head and looked at the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes from his father's smile.

I don’t know what it feels like. I don’t have enough abilities. I was eliminated. This is professional football, but my father is...

"Debbie, aren't you a reporter! Hurry up and go to the newspaper to publish a missing person notice!" At the moment Debbie and Uncle Kirby returned home, Debbie no longer shed tears, and Debbie was sitting at the table sluggishly. Above.

Recalling everything that happened just now, Huang Yifei could have escaped from birth just now because of himself. Even if Huang Yifei carried himself on his back, he could still use his physical stamina and speed to trick those people away. If he didn't have himself in Huang Yifei Next to Fei, Huang Yifei would not suffer from all this.

I blame myself. Huang Yifei has to teach himself to play the guitar, and Debbie chooses the location because Debbie thinks this place is relatively quiet. All this seems to be caused by Debbie.

If it wasn't to save me, if it wasn't because I asked Huang Yifei to teach myself to play the guitar, if I was no longer in that grove. Huang Yifei may have gotten up early now, sitting at this table and having breakfast, ready to go to the training ground to train.

Debbie thought about the scene where Huang Yifei might lack arms and legs now, and it was even more unspeakable guilt and fear in his heart.

Debbie knows how much Huang Yifei loves football. He has now shown himself in the Champions League. According to his talent and hard work, the future must be limitless. If something happens now,

Then his professional football career will be broken. If he has no legs, Huang Yifei can still play the guitar. If he has no hands, then Huang Yifei's football, like the guitar, is completely scrapped.

The more Debbie thought about it, the more he blamed himself, the more he thought about it, the more distressed.

"If something happens to Huang Yifei, I will take care of Huang Yifei for the rest of my life." Debbie thought to herself. At the same time, he buried his head in his arm, and the tears were about to come out again.