"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 his men heard him.

Something happened! Prince William understood clearly and those who knew Lin Feng should take action. He walked quietly to Mourinho and informed him in broken Mandarin in a low voice. Then, Mourinho notified many of his subordinates in Portuguese.

Players. Of course, they did not forget to inform Capello’s team. This 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

, so as Mourinho's opponent, Capello can still understand a little bit of the most basic Portuguese. As for Tottenham players, there is no problem.

Under the careful reminders of Capello and Mourinho, the players on both sides were prepared, but Zawahri did not see it. Of course, under normal circumstances, if the changes in the expressions of these players were, Zawahri

He can still detect it. 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 his vigilance. Especially now that more and more viewers are about to leave, it is also the time for them to prepare to escape. At this time, he is only focusing on Lin Feng and William

The prince, the rest, etc., are not important.

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

Players? Al-Zawahiri sneered. They must let go of course. But they cannot let go easily. They must 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 first. After all, although Lin Feng's assets exceeded one trillion dollars, most of his assets

It's all in stocks and real estate, and it's not that easy to cash out. So, he can put the $30 billion in his pocket first, and he can use the money immediately after leaving here.

As for whether there will be a transfer period for this money (it is transferred on the account, but it is transferred away again when checking out every day), Zawahiri has made several transfers before. I am sure that the money can be transferred. Of course, Zawahiri

What Wahri didn't know was that the first 4 billion US dollars were all cash in Lin Feng's personal account, so they could naturally be transferred away. But the money from the 'Second Bank' could not be transferred away. It's a pity.

, Zawahiri only transferred the first few transactions. Because he found it troublesome and Lin Feng was always nagging him, he did not transfer the latter ones.

Of course, what Zawahiri didn't realize was that subconsciously, he also believed in Lin Feng's reputation. Since Lin Feng said he would give money, he would definitely give money. Lin Feng's reputation sometimes does cause problems for people.

Must be an illusion.

Lin Feng did not look at 'Chi You', but slowly walked to the notebook and began to input numbers, while thinking about how Chi You would act.

"Hey, are you okay with losing?" Zawahiri came over to check if 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 Stadium. Half of the entire stand collapsed, and a huge plume of smoke and dust blew into the face.

What's going on! Is there something wrong with the bomb I arranged? Zawahiri was surprised. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his hand, and the palm holding the remote control was hit by a bullet.

"Enemy attack!" Zawahiri reacted immediately and shouted.

Oops! Qinglong's face darkened. The Xuanwu bullet missed Zawahiri's thumb just now. It missed by an inch. Although it was only an inch, it caused a fatal mistake in the entire plan. But it was already like this, so it can't be done again.

Hidden.

"Bang!" Chi You's team all showed up and shot and killed the al-Qaeda members around the stadium. Not counting al-Zawahiri, there were a total of 26 al-Qaeda members. There were 16 of them, and half of them had to attack the stands.

The members of Al Qaeda who are rushing over are suppressed, and the remaining half have to deal with 26 people, and each person has to deal with at least 4 people. This is very difficult. If there is a slight mistake, there will be countless casualties. But 'Chi You' is an elite.

The best among the best, the best among the masters, they have the confidence to deal with these 26 people.

But, what to do with the remote control in Zawahiri’s hand? Qinglong roared, clicked his feet, and rushed over. He is a Shaolin disciple, although he has never learned the water floating in martial arts novels, walking on the snow without a trace, etc.

It's an overly fantasy light skill, but it unleashes the 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 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, damn it! Lin Feng, you deserve to die!

"Lin Feng, go to hell!" Zawahri was about to press the button and blow Lin Feng into pieces. His remote control had a total of four buttons, two of which were pressed, Tottenham and West Ham United

The two team members will be blown to pieces. The other two, one is Lin Feng's and the other is Prince William's. What he is pressing now is Lin Feng's button!

He doesn’t want 1 trillion US dollars! When life is threatened, 1 trillion US dollars is useless.

Oops! Qinglong raised his energy again, but after all, he is only a human, not a god. He is nearly 100 meters away from Zawahiri. It only takes 7 seconds to rush over. But when Zawahiri presses it, it only takes 1

Seconds. Even though Zawahiri's left hand had been severely injured, it would not take him more than 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 to see if the money had arrived, but 'Chi You' launched an attack in advance. Of course, 'Chi You''s move was also

He was afraid that Zawahiri would be too close to Lin Feng and accidentally injure Lin Feng. As a result, Lin Feng wanted to rush over, but there was nothing he could do. If Zawahiri's left hand was injured by Lin Feng's side, Lin Feng would be able to save himself.

.However, Lin Feng is still 10 meters away now. No matter how fast Lin Feng is, there is nothing he can do.

At this time, who can save Lin Feng?

"Go to hell!" 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 has also received various trainings and taken courses in dealing with terrorist attacks. Therefore,

He was very courageous. He had been paying attention to Zawahiri. After the big explosion, he felt that the opportunity had come, so he quietly moved a little distance, preparing to deal with Zawahiri. At this moment, when he saw Zawahiri

When Harry wanted to press the button, he just pounced on it.

"Gulu" the two rolled into a ball, and the remote control in Zawahiri's hand was knocked out. However, Zawahiri was fierce. After knocking him down, he kicked Prince William directly and kicked him away.

He went out and immediately rushed towards the remote control again. In the collision just now, the remote control was only 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 already within reach and smiled ferociously at Lin Feng. He didn't pick up the remote control, but pressed his finger directly on it. As long as Lin Feng dies,

Then the riot will subside. Lin Feng's death is enough to shock everyone. And he still has chips in his hand. As long as he has the remote control, no one dares to move. As for Lin Feng's people, Zawahiri believes that

The moment Lin Feng died, his own people would definitely beat them to death. 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 be stunned. And this

In an instant, the elite warriors under his command were 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, and directly hit the top of Zawahiri with a flying dive. This time, he really gave Zawahiri a heavy blow, and he vomited three liters of blood. Although Mourinho

He is just a head coach, but he is extremely agile. Of course, the most important thing is that he has gained a little weight. Zawahiri would have suffered a lot when he pounced like this.

But Zawahiri stood up with bloodshot eyes, vomiting blood, and struggled to shoot the remote control that was close at hand. Damn it, he didn't care about anything now, these people were all going to die. He was already angry

Fainted, 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 stand up and stop him. Although the swooping attack just now was powerful, he was also seriously injured, and he had no ability to stand up.

"Haha, die!" Zawahiri pressed down desperately.

Death! Zawahiri smiled ferociously.

But the feeling he took was wrong. It was a bit hard and thick, which was not the touch of a remote control. Zawahiri stared and saw a leather shoe appearing 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 was impossible to snatch the remote control, but it was still possible to kick it away.

"Bastard!" Zawahiri yelled and took 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

, and an injured left hand.
Chapter completed!