Rebirth of the Evil Life

"William, lie down on the ground later, something will happen!" Lin Feng was still communicating with William in Mandarin. In English, it would be terrible if Zawahiri or the tip of his lower ear heard it.

misfortune! Prince William understood and knew that Lin Feng's people should take action. He quietly walked to Mourinho and informed him in broken Mandarin in a low voice. Immediately, Mourinho notified many of his players in Portuguese. Of course, I didn't forget to inform Capello's team. Portuguese is a niche language, but fortunately Mourinho didn't say much, he just told everyone to be careful. And because of Mourinho's personality, as Mourinho's opponent, Capello can still understand a little bit of the most basic Portuguese. As for Tottenham players, that's even better.

Under the careful reminders of Capello and Mourinho, the players on both sides were prepared, but Al-Zawahiri did not see it. Of course, under normal circumstances, Al-Zawahiri would still be able to detect the changes in the looks of these players. After all, he is specially trained for members of Al Qaeda. He is a spiritual mentor and the best at observing, and these players are just players. Although he tries his best to suppress his thoughts and control his emotions, there are inevitably some signs on his face.

Fortunately, the temptation of 1 trillion US dollars made Zawahiri lose consciousness. Especially now that more and more spectators are about to leave, it is also the time for them to prepare to escape. At this time, he was only focusing on Lin Feng and Prince William, the others were not important.

"Zawahiri, please let these players go, and I will pay them!" Lin Feng.

Player? Al-Zawahiri sneered. They had to let go of course, but they couldn't let it go easily. They had to be given a chance to escape.

"Lin Feng, this guy is almost gone. Please transfer the 30 billion US dollars to my account first!" Zawahiri ordered.

Although he wanted all of Lin Feng's net worth, and the trillions of dollars had already made him a little enthusiastic, his cautious character made him decide to take it easy first. After all, although Lin Feng's assets exceed one trillion US dollars, most of his assets are in stocks and real estate, and it is not easy to cash out. Therefore, the US$30 billion will be settled first, after leaving here. He can use the money immediately.

As for whether there will be a transfer period for this money (it is transferred on the account, but then transferred away again at the checkout every day), Al-Zawahiri has made several transfers before. Make sure the money can be transferred. Of course, what Zawahiri didn’t know was that. The initial US$4 billion was all cash in Lin Feng's personal account, so it could naturally be transferred away. And the money from the 'Second Bank' cannot be transferred. It's a pity that Zawahiri only transferred the first few transactions. The latter ones were too troublesome and Lin Feng was always nagging him. He didn't turn around anymore.

Of course, what Zawahiri didn't realize was that subconsciously, he also believed in Lin Feng's reputation. Since Lin Feng will give money. Then money will definitely be given. Lin Feng's reputation does sometimes give people certain misconceptions.

Lin Feng didn't look at 'Chi You', but slowly walked to the notebook and started entering numbers. But in his mind, he was thinking about how Chi You would act.

"Hey. Are you ready to lose?" Zawahiri came over to check whether the money had arrived.

Just then, there was a sudden loud noise.

A violent explosion suddenly occurred in one of the stands at Upton Park. Half of the entire stand collapsed, and a huge plume of smoke and dust blew into the face.

what happened! Is there something wrong with the bomb I arranged? Zawahiri was surprised. But at this moment, he suddenly felt pain, and the palm that controlled the remote control was hit by a bullet.

"Enemy attack!" Zawahiri reacted immediately,

yelled.

Oops! Qinglong's face darkened. Just now, Xuanwu's bullet failed to hit Zawahiri's thumb, missing it by an inch. Although it was only an inch, it caused a fatal mistake in the entire plan. But this is already the case, so it can no longer be hidden.

"Bang!" Chi You's team all showed up and shot the al Qaeda members around the stadium. Not counting al-Zawahiri, there are a total of 26 al-Qaeda members. There are 16 of them. Half of them have to suppress the al-Qaeda members who are rushing towards them in the stands. The remaining half have to deal with 26 people. One person At least 4 people have to be dealt with. This is very difficult, and if you make the slightest mistake, there will be countless casualties. But 'Chiyou' is an elite among elites, high school students, and they are confident to deal with these 26 people.

But what about the remote control in Zawahiri? Qinglong already roared, clicked his feet, and rushed over. He is a disciple of Shaolin. Although he has never learned the overly fantasy light skills such as floating on water and walking on the snow without traces in martial arts, he has exploded his whole body's potential in a short period of time, and one step is enough to match the seven or eight steps of an ordinary person.

But he was too far away from al-Zawahiri. At this moment, Zawahiri also realized that these people should be people arranged by Lin Feng to come in. Although he didn't know how they got in, but damn! Lin Feng, you deserve to die!

"Lin Feng, die!" Zawahiri was about to press the button and blow Lin Feng into pieces. His remote control has a total of four buttons. If two of them are pressed, the players from Tottenham and West Ham United will explode into pieces. The other two, one belongs to Lin Feng and the other belongs to Prince William. What he is pressing now is Lin Feng's button!

He doesn’t want the $1 trillion! A trillion dollars is useless when life is at risk.

Oops! Qinglong boosted his energy again, but after all, he was only a human, not a god. He was nearly 100 meters away from Al-Zawahiri, and it only took 7 seconds to rush over, but when Al-Zawahiri pressed, it only took 1 second. Even though Zawahiri Zuo had been severely injured, it didn't take at most 2 seconds to press the button.

No! Qinglong's eyes were red.

Lin Feng was also anxious, but Zawahiri was still a little far away from Lin Feng. He wanted to come over and see if the money had arrived, but 'Chi You' launched an attack in advance. Of course, Chi You's move was also because he was afraid that Zawahiri would get too close to Lin Feng and accidentally injure Lin Feng. As a result, Lin Feng wanted to rush through, but there was nothing he could do. If Zawahiri gets injured on his left side next to Lin Feng, then Lin Feng can save himself. However, Lin Feng was still 10 meters away now. No matter how fast Lin Feng was, there was nothing he could do.

At this time, who can save Lin Feng?

"Die!" Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and a figure jumped up and knocked Zawahiri down from the side.

William! It's Prince William! He was squatting between Zawahiri and Lin Feng. As a member of the royal family and the future King of England, he had been receiving various trainings and had taken courses in dealing with terrorist attacks. Therefore, he is extremely courageous. He has been following al-Zawahiri. After the big explosion, he felt that the opportunity had come, and quietly moved a little distance, preparing to deal with Zawahiri. Seeing Zawahri trying to press the button at this moment, he pounced on it.

"Gulu" the two of them rolled into a ball, and the remote control in Zawahiri was knocked out. However, Zawahiri was fierce. After being knocked down, he kicked Prince William directly, kicked him out, and then rushed towards the remote control again. In the collision just now, the remote control was no more than 1 meter away from him, but Lin Feng, who was flying towards him at the moment, was still four or five meters away.

"Lin Feng, you're dead!" Zawahiri saw the remote control within reach and smiled ferociously at Lin Feng. He didn't pick up the remote control, but pointed directly at it and pressed it. As long as Lin Feng dies, this chaos will subside. Lin Feng's death was enough to shock everyone. And I still have chips in my pocket. As long as the remote control is there, no one dares to move it. As for Lin Feng's people, Zawahiri believed that his own people would beat them to death the moment Lin Feng died. He knew very well where Lin Feng was in the hearts of these people. If they watched Lin Feng being blown to pieces, they would definitely freeze. And at this moment, killing those elite soldiers by himself was enough to kill them.

But just when Zawahiri was about to press the remote control, his body suddenly came under a heavy pressure like a mountain, and he vomited blood.

Mourinho! It was Mourinho who rushed over, directly pressed the top of the mountain, and pounced on Zawahiri. This time, it was a real blow to Zawahiri, causing him to vomit three liters of blood. Although Mourinho is only the head coach, he is extremely agile. Of course, the most important thing is that he has gained a little weight. Zawahiri would have suffered such a sudden attack.

However, Zawahiri's eyes were bloodshot, he got up vomiting blood, and struggled to shoot the remote control that was close at hand. Damn it, now he doesn't care about anything, these people are all going to die. He was already stunned. He didn't expect that not only Prince William was resisting, but Mourinho also dared to resist.

At this time, Mourinho no longer had the ability to get up and stop it. Although the flying attack just now was powerful, he was also seriously injured, and he was unable to stand up.

"Haha, die!" Zawahiri pressed desperately.

die! Zawahiri smiled grimly.

But the feeling he captured was wrong. It was a bit hard and thick. This was not the feel of a remote control. Zawahiri stared, and a leather shoe appeared in front of him.

This is

Zawahiri looked up and saw Lin Feng smiling at him.

It turned out that at the critical moment, Lin Feng finally arrived. It is impossible to snatch the remote control, but it is still possible to kick it away.

"Bastard!" Zawahiri yelled, about to take out his gun from his pocket.

"Zawahiri, if I ask you to draw a gun in front of you, wouldn't I be too incompetent!" Lin Feng chuckled, and then stepped on his instep with the other foot. Of course, between the two feet, there is an injured left hand.

"Ah~~~~" Zawahiri suddenly screamed.