six finger demon

Chapter 382 Warming up among the fans
Compared with Liverpool, the local Turkish residents obviously prefer AC Milan.

Football is a sideline for most of the men here, and the impulsive ones often create frenzy.

Five years ago, on April 5, before Galatasaray's home game against Leeds United in the UEFA Cup, two Britons were assassinated and killed.

After this tragedy, every time Turkey and England face off, people will be reminded of the bloody scene that took place on the streets of Istanbul on April 2000, 4.

"We have to forget that scene and go to prove that Istanbul is a peaceful place." Turkish star Hakan Suker tried to call people's reason in front of the camera.

Although Istanbul strives to be friendly, relations between the British and Turks have not improved since the tragedy.

While Turkish fans are deeply attracted by the Italian temperament, Liverpool officials and the media are worried about the safety of players and fans.

Smart Liverpool people quickly found a way to solve this problem, because they saw tens of thousands of Chinese here!

"HELLO!"

“HOW ARE YOU?”

"T'M FINE, THANK YOU, AND?"

"I'M FINE, TOO!"

Every Chinese here is using their broken English, trying to communicate with foreigners around.

Turks naturally speak Turkish, but the Chinese think that foreigners all speak English.

Only those who can communicate with Chinese people who can understand English are regarded by the Chinese as real "foreigners", that is, "locals".

The punk family from Liverpool came to Istanbul together under the leadership of the male host, and posted a very eye-catching and arrogant banner at the gate of the stadium - "Congratulations to Liverpool for winning the fifth Champions League!"

And there are pictures of 5 Champions League trophies below!
Milan fans are outraged!

Our AC Milan has won 6 championships without saying anything, how dare you hang out one more?
A group of people surrounded Punk's family, their faces were fierce, and the crowd was excited.

These football hooligan fans rely on the confidence of the local residents, and it seems that they must make Punk bow and apologize.

When Punk's wife held the two children tightly, the witty Punk's eyes lit up, and he shouted to somewhere outside the crowd: "Wan Wei, Wan Wei! Here! This is punk, your friend, punk!" !!"

"Hey, isn't this punk?" Outside the crowd, a Chinese female fan wearing sunglasses exclaimed.

"That's right, it's Lao Pang, haha, Lao Pang, we meet again, didn't you say you're going to enter the venue early? Why are you still here? Can't you squeeze in?"

A big fat man next to the female fans took off his sunglasses, squinted his eyes, and recognized the family who showed them the way in the morning.

"Let's go, let's go." Wang Wei politely squeezed through the crowd with his belly and got in, stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Punk: "Brother, we are really destined!"

In the morning, Wang Wei, his girlfriend and members of the tour group got lost.Relying on the few foreign languages ​​he learned in junior high school, Wang Wei said a few words "where is" to Punk, who is leading his wife and children.Under the instructions of Punk "dancing hand and foot", the "organization" was finally found.

"Hey man, who are you? Are you with them?"

"Get out, you are not welcome here!"

"AC Milan must win, AC Milan must win!" The Milan fans around were basically locals, and they shouted in Turkish.

Wang Wei, a guy who doesn't even speak a few words of English, of course couldn't understand what they were saying.

Seeing two strangers squeezed in, these Milan fans thought they were here to cheer for the Punk family.Shouting to mobilize the crowd again, intending to surround the six of them.

"Wang Wei, Wang Wei!" A complaining voice sounded from behind the Milan fans again, "I lost it once in the morning, can you have a snack? It's okay, don't leave the team? Every time it makes me hard to find!"

A tall, thin young man wearing a yellow hat and holding a triangular red flag also squeezed in, and said, "Let's go, let's go." Of course, these two sentences are also in Mandarin.

"Brother Liu, I'm sorry. I saw someone I know, so I came over to say hello." Wang Wei was a reasonable man despite his big arms and round waist.

"Okay, let's hurry up! We have to queue up quickly, there are already several tour groups in there." The guy called Brother Liu didn't say anything.After taking tour groups for so many years, it is normal for group members to always get lost on their own initiative.

Fuck?Another one?Still ignoring us?
These local Milan fans were stunned for a moment, and then they planned to close the "encirclement circle" again.

"This way, this way! Follow, follow!" Brother Liu suddenly raised the small red flag in his hand and waved it high.

Before these Milan fans could react, there were a lot of footsteps behind them.

"Old Li, hurry up, pick up the child, hurry up!"

"Brother Zhang, stop shooting, go inside and save some film!"

"Little Hu, pack your things, hurry up, we are going to enter the arena!"

"Mom, give me the ticket, give me the ticket, wow!!"

Step on.
A large group of Chinese fans dressed in red rushed over. These local Milan fans seemed to have fallen into a flood, drifting with the flow of the red crowd, unable to control themselves.

Walter? ? ?

"Jamie, where are you, Jamie?"

"Mutra, I'm here, I'm here!"

"Oh shit, where are you taking us? Stop it, stop it!"

The poor Milan fans were instantly dispersed by the crowd, shouting in Turkish which the Chinese fans could not understand at all.

The Punk family boarded the "boat" of Wang Wei and his wife, and successfully got rid of those Milan football hooligans in this red flood.Looking back at the large red troops following behind, Punk couldn't help but cross himself on his chest.

"Hey, old Pang, just follow us!" Wang Wei opened the way in front with his big belly, "Hurry up and enter the arena, when there are too many people, you will not be able to enter if you want to!"

"Let me tell you, the last time I watched a game at Cardiff's Millennium Stadium, I missed the opening few minutes because there were too many fans. But I was lucky. I saw Tang Wu make a save as soon as I went in. I'll go , Tang Wu is really powerful, he blocked the long-range shot from the opposite side at once."

Wang Wei babbled a lot of things to Punk, but he understood the word "Tang Wu".

As an authentic Liverpool native, Tang Wu seemed to have a detached position in their hearts.

Although the big guys shout "TOM" in front of others, as long as they can pronounce Tang Wu's name correctly, it is like saying "Gude is tricky" in rural China, and they will definitely be "respected"!
"YES, soup house, soup house!" Punk nodded repeatedly, repeating the correct pronunciation of Tang Wu following Wang Wei.

"Old Pang, your pronunciation is wrong, it's Tang Wu, special 'ang' Tang, Wu, three times!" Wang Wei made a check mark with his hand while talking.

"Wu~" Punk's little girl raised her head, twisted her neck following Wang Wei's gesture, and pronounced the correct pronunciation of the word "Wu".

"Old Pang, you are not as good as your daughter!" Wang Wei laughed loudly.

Punk immediately knelt down and hugged his daughter, pursing his lips: "Huh?"

"NO, DADDY, yes, Wu!" The little girl clapped her hands and said happily.

(End of this chapter)