"boss!"

As soon as Terry Adams approached the boxing gym, the thugs outside the boxing gym said hello.

"Look tighter!"

"I know, boss!"

Terry Adams pushed open the door and walked into the boxing gym. There was a lot of space inside and there were many boxers practicing on the stage.

As soon as he saw Terry Adams, he stopped one by one and shouted respectfully, "Boss!"

Terry Adams nodded, and went straight to the second floor without replying.

Up the stairs, Terry Adams turned left, and the two bodyguards carried Charlene Rahry to the right.

"The boss brought back another woman."

"Blonde hair seems pretty."

"Yes, I don't know if we have any more part."

"I think beautifully."

"Bad, the boss gave us a reward after he played with a woman last time."

"Yes, that woman is also slutty. She is alone and can walk home after getting it done."

"Really? Is it so exaggerated?"

"It's not that woman's exaggeration, it's that their bastards are too weak!"

Amid the voices of the little brothers talking and laughing downstairs, Terry Adams pushed open one of the doors.

Walking in, it was filled with computers.

There is an operator sitting in front of each computer.

"How is it?" Terry Adams asked with concern as soon as he came in.

One of them stood up, "Boss, so far, we have received more than 300 million pounds of bets in this final, and as the game approaches, more and more people are rushing to place bets, which is expected to exceed 500 million."

"Five hundred million pounds?" Terry Adams would laugh when he thought about it.

Although I was a little unwilling to give up, I thought it was good.

After all, he is not the only dealer in the underground betting circle in Europe.

"Not bad!" Terry Adams praised with a smile, "You can calculate again, what kind of game results will be the best for us?"

The purpose of controlling the game is to maximize the benefits, preferably killing them all.

But this is unlikely, so it needs to be calculated.

"I understand, we'll prepare right away!"

Terry Adams thought about it, took out his cell phone, found Yang Huan's number, and then called.

"Hey!" The phone was quickly connected and Yang Huan's voice came.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, how are you thinking?" Terry Adams asked with a smile.

Yang Huan seemed calm on the phone, "I can cooperate with you, but I want to confirm again that they are safe and sound."

Terry Adams grunted, "Do you still have bargaining chips?"

Laville Morrison was not with him at all, so he could not meet Yang Huan's request at all.

As for Charlene Lahry, that beauty will soon become his forbidden body.

"I suspect you killed them." Yang Huan said suddenly.

Terry Adams was stunned, but soon laughed, "You can think so, but I still advise you to say one thing, you only have one life, can you afford to bet?"

"You will know soon, can I afford to bet!" Yang Huan also laughed, "Mr. Terry Adams!"

Finally, Terry Adams's hand shook and his first reaction was to hang up the phone.

"That bastard!" Terry Adams threw his phone to the ground with force.

Where did he know my name?

Since he knew the name, what else did he know?

Did he call the police?

But he soon denied the speculation.

Tonight, the police force of the entire London Police Department basically tends to be the FA Cup final to be held at Wembley Stadium, and there is no way to find out how to investigate such a missing case.

If you really want to check it, it will happen after the finals.

But where did he know my name?

Suddenly, he had a very ominous premonition.

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The FA Cup final of the 2010-2011 season will kick off at 15:00 pm on May 14th.

Just after noon, Wembley Stadium was already full of people.

Local fans from Southampton, Manchester and London have all flocked here.

This is the fifth time in Southampton's history that it reached the FA Cup finals for more than 100 years.

In the previous four times, Southampton only won this championship in 1976, which is also the only heavy championship trophy in Southampton's history.

Interestingly, in that FA Cup final, Southampton's opponent was the Red Devils Manchester United.

Southampton, who was still in the English League Two, finally defeated Manchester United with his golden goal before the end of overtime. This is another unpopular final battle in the history of the FA Cup that has been talked about.

After thirty-five years of separation, Southampton met Manchester United again in the FA Cup final.

Thirty-five years ago, Southampton was the second-tier league team.

Thirty-five years later, Southampton is the third-tier league team.

Thirty-five years ago, after winning this FA Cup title, Southampton was promoted to the top league League and maintained its heyday of not being relegated for 30 years.

Thirty-five years later, can this Southampton recreate the amazing deeds from thirty-five years ago?

This is also a big doubt for everyone before the game.

The referee of this game arranged by the FA is the 40-year-old international referee Martin Atkinson.

The referee had previously enforced the Premier League in Manchester United's away challenge to Chelsea.

As a result, in that game, Manchester United lost to Chelsea one-two away.

This further increases the outside world's high probability of Southampton's upset.

But judging from the odds that William Hill has drawn, Manchester United is still far ahead and has an overwhelming advantage.

Fans began to pour into Wembley Stadium one after another.

The closer you get to the court, the more people you have.

There were also many Chinese with black hair and yellow skin mixed in the crowd.

Zhuang Ziqing and Fengjiu lined up in the crowd, waiting to enter the venue.

"Miss, we can just watch it at home, why do we need to come here to squeeze in?" Feng Jiu murmured.

I really don't understand, what's good about football games?

Is it fun to have so many people?

Zhuang Ziqing did not answer her question, but replied lightly, "If you don't like it, you can go back by yourself."

Fengjiu was helpless now, and she really didn't dare to leave Zhuang Ziqing and go back alone.

But he muttered, "I see, you just want to see him!"

"What are you saying?" Zhuang Ziqing immediately changed her face.

"Nothing!" Feng Jiu immediately covered his mouth.

Now, the two words Yang Huan are taboos, and many times, even the word he cannot be said.

I really don’t understand, is it necessary to make this girl so complicated?

Waiting in line to enter is boring, so some smart people know how to take the opportunity to make some extra money.

"Hello, I'm from William Hill, are you betting? Betting on site, and tickets are issued on site, very soon!" A guy who looked very scalper asked all the way.

It seems that many people have bet and bought it.

Zhuang Ziqing reached into her pocket and took it out. She was a little happy to see some change.

"Ajiu, why don't we buy some too?"

Fengjiu was stunned, "Miss, do you want to bet?"
To be continued...