It turns out that all this was done by the Toyota lady in front of her!

Alice's eyes were filled with anger after being shocked, and her hands were trembling.

"Why?"

Alice asked angrily, unable to suppress her anger.

"Oh... you know my heart for Tang Jue..."

Xinzi said the causes and consequences, and finally said: "You can say that I am too despicable, but I really didn't expect the consequences to be so serious. You three are all victims, and Tang Jue was under the greatest pressure..."

At this time, the voice of the espn commentator came from the LCD TV on the wall, and the two beauties' attention turned to the TV.

"The biggest and most exciting news since the start of this World Cup came, and Tang hit someone!"

"According to the on-site report of our reporter..."

Alice watched TV in shock, covering her mouth, and Nobuko also covered her mouth.

"The scene was in chaos. The Daily Mail reporter named Jingtuo was bleeding at that time..."

Has he lost control?

Is this because I'm not with him?

Is it because I left him that those women took the opportunity to jump out... His emotions were out of control, so he hit someone under the provocation of the other party?

Alice's heart was filled with huge waves.

"Later, a shocking scene happened, French journalists and British journalists fought... A total of twelve journalists were taken away by ambulances..."

...

Alice's eyes shifted from the TV to Nobuko, with bad eyes. Nobuko stood up and bowed deeply to her: "I'm sorry! This is all my fault, I'm willing to bear all the consequences..."

"Enough!" Alice said angrily: "What can you bear? Can you save him from punishment?"

"Or can you let that damn entreater shut up and not sue him?"

Nobuzi said with a pale face: "Our family knows people from FIFA..."

Alice snorted coldly: "Then go and act quickly! What are you waiting for!"

After saying that, she stood up and began to pack her luggage. Nobuko looked at her graceful back bitterly. She really didn't expect that things would develop like this. If the French knew that all this had something to do with her, I wonder how many Toyota cars would be burned...

"Where are you going?"

Xinzi asked tremblingly.

"He needs me at this time, of course I'm going to South Africa!"

"As for you... you can do it yourself. I won't forgive you this time. You are really weird. You are so amazing when you chase a man and you have come to such a state!"

"Do you know? You are ruining him. If you don't do your best, I will announce the initiator of this incident in front of the media. Your Toyota family will be furious of the French!"

"No! It's waiting for the anger of the whole world, you know how many supporters he has in the whole world!"

Alice won't even know how to pack her luggage.

Dear, I blame you for your mistake. They are all this damn woman... If you want to hold on, I will be by your side immediately and let us withstand this storm together...

No matter how storm is, I will be with you in this life!

...

In the VIP seat, French Football Association Chairman Ke Simo was anxiously calling Platini. He knew about Tang Jue punching the reporter shortly after it happened. He knew that now is not the time to blame anyone, and that Platini must come forward to deal with this matter.

Platini is the president of UEFA. He is the executive member of FIFA and has a great influence in FIFA. Only when he comes forward can the French team suffer the smallest losses.

...

A village in southwest China. It is midnight now, and Tang Yuantian and his family are sitting in the living room watching the live broadcast. The family's face is ugly and their eyes are full of worry.

"What are the consequences of beating people?" the old man asked.

Fake fan Tang Yuantian said a moment later: "The game may be suspended."

“What is a suspension?”

"The suspension means...can't play."

The room was quiet, with only the voice of the CCTV commentator.

"Tang may have paid a price for this. This is the first time this happens in the World Cup, and the French team will suffer losses..."

...

"Beep!..." A whistle sounded. The game between France and Mexico began!

Mexico, who served first, passed the football to the backcourt, and Tang Jue rushed towards the football like a madman. Henry and other midfielders rushed forward when they saw this!

Espn said loudly: "After the game started, the French team rushed up like a tiger...they were as powerful as a rainbow..."

Suddenly, his voice became louder and his speech speed suddenly increased: "Tang! Tang! The steal was successful! He was taking the football to the penalty area in Mexico!"

"Shot!"

"The ball... has entered! has entered! has entered!..."

"God! The game has just started for five seconds! Five seconds! God! The goal is scored in five seconds!"

"This is definitely the fastest goal in World Cup history!"

"France leads one to zero!"

German TV shouted: "God! This is so surprising! Don broke the fastest goal record held by Turkish striker Hakan Suk in the 2002 World Cup!"

"At 19:00 on June 29, 2002, the third and fourth place finals of the World Cup, South Korea and Turkey started in Daegu, South Korea. Turkey defeated its opponent 3-2 and won the third place in this World Cup.

Just 11 seconds into the first half, Turkey's No. 17 striker Ilhan stole from the opponent's No. 20 central defender Hong Mingfu at the top of the South Korean team's penalty area, and the ball rolled to the following Turkish No. 9 striker Hakan Suk.

Sukz dribbled the ball into the penalty area, facing the Korean goalkeeper Li Yun who was halfway through the attack, and the ball rolled into the goal from Li Yun at his right foot."

"Don's goal also came from a steal. He grabbed the ball from the feet of Mexican right-back Osorio, dribbled the ball into the penalty area, and successfully shot with a low shot. The football flew from the closest corner to the goal net!"

"Suke took eleven seconds, and Tang only took five seconds!"

French TV yelled loudly: "Tang used his actions to tell those despicable British people that he could not defeat!"

"He used a lightning goal to tell the world not to make me angry. As long as I get angry, blood will flow into a river!"

"This is his second goal in this World Cup. His total number of goals in the World Cup has reached ten, ranking eighth in the total goal list!"

Milan TV yelled loudly: "This is Don't use his actions to repay the coach's trust in him!"

"He ruled out the psychological impact of fighting with reporters before the game. He is a player born for the big scene!"

After a brief silence, the Mokaba Stadium suddenly burst into a shocking roar...

French fans never expected that their number one star would start their second game of the World Cup in this way, and start their first start of the World Cup in this way!

Mexican fans looked at the stadium in amazement, and they didn't believe their eyes at all.

God, I must have read it wrong!

No! This is impossible!

At this moment, a huge cheer burst out from the land of France thousands of miles away.

"The ball has entered!...In!..."

"Dang, fuck them to death!"

"Dang, smash their conspiracy with a goal!"

"Dang, we are your strong backing. We support you no matter what you do!"

"Oh! God! God! The fastest goal in World Cup history! What else can he not do?"

Mexico, thousands of miles away, fell into death silence.

After scoring the goal, Tang Jue began to fly on the turf... Behind him were extremely excited teammates...

Domeneke waved his fists excitedly in the command area. He didn't know that Tang Jue punched a British reporter. The Mexican coach Aguire, not far from the French coach, could not hide his shock on his face.

In the VIP seat, French Football Association Chairman Ke Simo held his cell phone in his hand. He turned to look at the stadium and saw the black hair flying. He instantly understood what was going on. Then he excitedly said to the microphone: "Did you see it? Don scored a goal!"

"You must do all your strength!"

"On behalf of the French people, I thank you!"

...

Tang Yuantian's hands trembled, pointed his right hand at the TV screen and said, "Jeiwazi...scored the goal!"

The old man looked at the grandson on the TV screen seriously and said, "He seems to have lost weight. You can bring some wax pig legs in a few days and make up for him."

Tang Yuantian looked at the old man in surprise and asked, "Did you say you want me to go to South Africa?"

The old man said angrily: "Did you go to France? You should have gone a few days ago. He is in a difficult time now, so why don't you, a father, go and help?"

Tang Yuantian whispered: "What can I help?"

"What did you say?" the old man asked loudly.
To be continued...