"Master Huan, what's going on?"

As soon as he saw Yang Huan put down the phone, Lewis immediately asked with concern.

"Yes, young master, what's the situation?" Bielsa and others were also very concerned.

Yang Huan had a calm face and expressionless face, "The kidnappers wanted us to listen to them tonight."

Everyone was shocked at this moment.

"Underground football betting group!" Everyone present knew the tricks.

The British like to bet, which is well known.

Gambling became popular in the English national team back then, including Irving, Rooney and others, were all very fanatical gamblers.

This also has a lot to do with the environment in the UK, and the betting here is legal.

But there is always a group of people who think that the legal gambling business is too slow to make money and are not satisfied, so they have the idea of ​​opening underground gambling. Moreover, because of the high odds and the variety of gameplay, they are very popular among some gamblers.

An ordinary Premier League game is at least related to the bet of tens of millions of pounds.

As for the FA Cup final tonight, against both sides, which are now popular Southampton, and the new Premier League champion Manchester United, almost the entire UK and even the world are crazy.

This game involves hundreds of millions or even ten-digit bets, and the winners and losses are astronomical.

If such a game can be controlled, let alone kidnapping and extortion, even killing someone will be an option worth considering in the eyes of those underground bet dealers.

"Master Huan, what should I do now?" Lewis was a little confused.

These underground betting groups often have close relationships with underground gangs.

Some are even opened directly by the boss of the gang.

This is someone that even Lewis dares to provoke easily.

"What should I do?" Yang Huan clenched his fists.

"They actually dare to make ground on the head of Tai Sui. If I don't give them some color, wouldn't we let them control it in the future?"

If there is a first such thing, there will definitely be a second time.

As long as the handle is in their hands, will Yang Huan and Southampton all obey them in the future?

"Old Wu!" Yang Huan looked at Long Wu.

At this time, Long Wu not only did not have any fear, but instead a burst of excitement appeared in his eyes.

He hasn't taken action for a long time.

"Young Master, I'll call them all, be safe!"

Yang Huan nodded and smiled, and called again.

"Terry, I want you to check it out immediately. Where did the phone call that just entered my cell phone?

"Okay, I'll check it right away!"

After hanging up Terry Matthews' phone call, Long Wu also hung up the phone and walked back.

"Young Master, they will arrive in five minutes."

Yang Huan nodded heavily, "Lao Wu, for the first time I made a debut, I personally supervise the formation. You must do a better job!"

"Don't worry, Master, no problem!"

Yang Huan turned his head and looked at Bielsa and others, "You all go back first, go what you should do, the team will still prepare for tonight's game as usual, and leave everything else to me."

"Remember, this matter must be kept strictly confidential and no one is allowed to leak it!" Yang Huan gritted his teeth and ordered.

Once such a thing is spread, it is not a glorious thing.

"Marcelo, I promise that before the game tonight, Laville Morrison will definitely sit on the bench at Wembley Stadium, don't worry!"

Bielsa didn't know what Yang Huan was going to do, but she felt Yang Huan's responsibility and determination.

"Okay, then I'll go back immediately and stabilize the players!"

Yang Huan nodded, "Don't tell them about this, so as not to be distracted."

"I see!"

"Lewis!" Yang Huan looked at Lewis again.

"Young Master Huan."

"You guys go back too. Leave this matter to me. I won't let something happen to Charlene."

Lewis had no choice but to listen to Yang Huan's words.

When both groups of people left, Yang Huan's cell phone rang again.

"Young Master Huan, I found it in the two slum buildings in the north of the city."

"Okay, I'll go there right away!"

After saying that, Yang Huan didn't care about Terry? Matthews said anything else and hung up the phone.

Just then, two other bodyguards drove Yang Huan's Bentley and rushed over.

"We go over the two tallest slum buildings in the north of the city!"

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Southampton north, slums.

"Boss, I heard that the Chinese man has a very powerful master."

The little flea Winter approached a man in his thirties in fear and looked very gentle, wearing a suit and ties, and wearing a glasses, smiling and said.

"Master? Bruce Lee, or Jackie Chan?" Brother Glasses asked with a smile.

He turned around and followed him with two burly men, both close to two meters tall, very large, full of explosive muscles, and looked like a cruel character who could kill a cow with one punch.

"Higher than the two of them?"

Winter smiled awkwardly.

To be honest, he has never seen it, he has heard someone mention it.

"Besides, it's useless to be able to fight these days. It depends on your brain and you're playing this!"

The glasses deliberately pulled up the hem of the suit on his right side, revealing a black star pistol on his waist.

"You said, is Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan powerful, or is this thing powerful?"

The little flea Winter immediately laughed, "Of course the boss is the most powerful!"

The Glasses laughed, "Damn it, I lost tens of millions in three or four consecutive games. I will ask him to send it back to me with all my money and interests tonight!" After saying that, a trace of harshness flashed in his eyes.

"What should I do after the game tonight?" Winter turned his head and looked at the two people who were thrown to the ground in the distance.

After being brought back last night, Raville Morrison refused to obey the arrangements and was unwilling to contact Southampton players privately to help play counterfeit balls, so he was regarded as a traitor and beaten up several of his teeth, his face covered in blood.

As for the female reporter, she has never received any unfair treatment.

Beauties are usually privileged.

"Don't hurt them, as long as they are obedient, they will release him after the game."

Glasses's abacus is very smart. "Southampton is a team that is now famous in English football. It is very popular among gamblers, especially after repeated ups and its popularity has skyrocketed."

"As long as you master this team, let alone tens of millions, hundreds of millions are all in hand!"

When the little flea Winter and Scarface Claire heard it, they were also excited.

Controlling a professional team is a profitable deal for underground bet dealers.

"The boss is really amazing!" The two of them said flatteringly with a smile.

"As for this female reporter..." Brother Glasses swept over the blindfolded Charlene Rahry, with a hint of greed in his eyes, "I have played with women a lot, but I have never played such a beautiful reporter and news anchor!"

Winter and Claire also smiled, showing an envious look.

This romantic encounter can only belong to the boss, and these errands are not at all.

"It's time for me to go back and take her away!"

Brother Glasses stood up and pointed at Charlene Rahry to his men.

He looked at Winter and Claire again, "You guys look at him well. As long as this matter is done, I will not treat you badly!"

"Thank you, boss!" the two of them immediately said in unison.

The glasses greeted him, and immediately two of them came over, one left and one right, with their eyes blindfolded, and kept making whimpers. Charlene Rahry, who wanted to try to struggle but failed, went out with him.

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"It's this, Mr. Yang Huan!"

On the outskirts of Southampton, Yang Huan and others got off the car, and the Southampton Police Chief came up.
To be continued...