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Chapter 497 Super Cake Reappears!

Inside the bus in Barcelona, ​​it was quiet at the moment.

The players were all sitting in their respective seats, some closed their eyes, some put on earphones, some were whispering to each other, and some kept looking out of the window at the crowd - in the bus Around the bus, fans from small towns who left the stadium passed by from time to time. Without any accidents, almost everyone raised their middle fingers and cursed loudly when they passed by the bus.

For the game that just ended, the Barcelona players are very tangled.On the one hand, when the team was behind by two goals, they rallied to catch up and finally equalized the score. Although they failed to score three points, they retreated under difficult circumstances. This is another degree of victory.

On the other hand, everyone felt that the draw was not "glamorous" enough. After the game, most players watched the scene on the field and knew that Busquets was out-and-out. Performance, which makes most Barcelona players feel a little embarrassed - who are they?They are great Barcelona, ​​when did they need to win games like this?This is simply embarrassing!

The faces of many players were very ugly, and some people cast reproachful glances at the back row from time to time. Busquets was sitting there, without any expression on his face, and was silent.

Busquets doesn't know what kind of state of mind he is at the moment, is he happy or disappointed?Happily, he finally taught that demon a lesson. Although the means were not so glorious, the result was considered good; and the loss, well, it is not so much loss as fear, since he is afraid that the lunatic may come. Revenge, and he was afraid that the fans passing by outside the car would suddenly go crazy, rush into the bus, drag him out and beat him up—as for the intentional or unintentional accusation eyes of his teammates, he naturally filtered it out, even if his behavior was caught It's despicable, but his contribution is not small for the team to be able to remain undefeated in the end.

Yes, it's credit. Busquets doesn't care what others think, but that's what he thinks.

If he is not still in the small town at this moment, Busquets will definitely be very proud to share this good news with his friends. In the former La Masia, Fan Bizhuang was like a devil, and the person who can make him suffer is not a single one.And he Busquets has done it now, this is the capital worth showing off, he can even imagine the admiration eyes cast on him by his friends when he returns to Barcelona.

Bo Yang was sitting next to him. He glanced at Busquets, whose expression was constantly changing, but with a complacent look on his brows. He shook his head and turned his head away without saying a word.

This made Busquets feel a little frustrated. Bojan was also promoted from the reserve team. It can be said that they were all members who were oppressed by the devil. Originally, he thought that Bojan would give him a thumbs up, but Unexpectedly, the other party kept silent about this matter, and even wanted to talk to him at all, which made him somewhat annoyed.

"You don't look in a good mood, Kerkic?"

Busquets said so.

"Why should I be happy? The team didn't win the game, it was just a draw, and it was still a situation where that person left the field halfway. Is this something to be proud of and show off?" Bo Yang said back in a bad tone, or He didn't turn his head around, as if he was impatient to respond to Busquets.

"you……"

Busquets pointed at Bojan angrily, and was about to say something more, but Messi, who was sitting behind, stopped him.

"Stop it, Sergio, Korkic may be a little uncomfortable. Let him be quiet for a while."

Messi said lightly, he glanced at the silent Bo Yang, but he was smiling wryly in his heart, not only was Bo Yang uncomfortable, but he was also not happy enough.He is a proud person, and Bo Yang is also a talented player in La Masia's echelons. He is also extremely proud. To a certain extent, the two people are very similar in temperament and personality, and they have the same view on things. .

It is undeniable that there are "grievances" between them and Fan Bizhuang, and they both want to embarrass each other.But that kind of embarrassment is to defeat the opponent with strength on the football field, but everything that happened in this game, this...is nothing!Not to mention not being able to win the game in the end, even if they won, there is not much to commend them.

Busquets opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally turned his head unwillingly, and snorted heavily.

At this time, Boyan suddenly turned his head.

"Leo, I suddenly have a bad feeling."

Bo Yang said this, pointing out the window, a group of young men and women suddenly appeared on the far corner of the street, everyone was holding a box in their hands, and the fans around the bus all left with their middle fingers up. The group of young people seemed to be going upstream, approaching the bus quickly.

"This is……"

Looking in the direction of Bojan's finger, Messi also felt something was wrong. In Europe, there are often fans who lose their minds before or after the game. Will not be too satisfied, they have the motivation to engage in retaliatory behavior.And such a group of very eye-catching young people, no matter how you look at it, it seems that the visitors are not friendly.

"Has Coach Josep returned yet?"

Messi yelled at the driver of the bus, noticing that the young people not far away were getting closer, and suddenly yelled: "No! Hurry up, drive!"

But it's too late!
Someone had already reached the edge of the bus. A young man in front raised his right hand high, and the box in his hand flew out and smashed heavily on the window.

"be careful of bombs!"

"Close the windows!"

Messi didn't know what the young man was throwing over. Thinking of the terrorist attacks that often appeared on TV, he let out a horrified cry and lay down on the seat.

Some players who saw the situation were not good and made the same action as him.

But there was no sound of explosion or shattering of glass as expected. Messi, who was lying on the seat, looked up, and the window above his head was stained with a layer of black and yellow halo. Like chocolate cake, just a foul smell that keeps on coming.

"This...is this...shit?"

Messi was a little dumbfounded, but he didn't have time to think too much, Busquets was still sitting in the direction of the window in a daze, and the window was not closed beside his head!

"Sergio! Get out of the way!"

"Close the windows! Get down!"

It was too late for his reminder, before Busquets could hear the sound and react, a cardboard box had already flown in from the window, the target was his face that was blooming with astonishment, in his terrified expression, the cardboard box Peeling off, the black object hit his face heavily, blooming like a flower!
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"Guys, throw it for me! Throw it hard!"

"Let these bloody bastards see how good we are!"

"Dare to bully our team like this on our territory, hey, this time, we must let them know that although the town is small, they can't bully it if they want to! Brothers, throw all our super cakes Go up, let them have a good taste of delicious food! Haha!"

Ralph was the first to throw the box in his hand on the car window, and then waved his hand, laughing triumphantly like a general commanding thousands of troops.

I have to say that the youngest son of the cake shop owner Elson is really a talent, young, passionate and full of ideas. He can't do what Fan Bizhuang asked. After all, it is very late now. The cake shop Even if there are some in stock, there will not be too many, so it is almost impossible to find dozens of large cakes.

However, he was very thoughtful and immediately came up with a good idea. The prank he and Nehat and the others created before now came in handy.Yes, that’s right, super cakes have reappeared in the world again. He and his friends almost emptied the stock in the bar toilets. cake, and then ran over with Tila.

"I throw!"

"I smashed it!"

"Haha, it's great! Bastards of Barcelona! Come and enjoy a delicious banquet! This is your carnival, congratulations on winning a tie! This is our congratulatory gift to you!"

"It's so cool! I gave all my stock to these bastards for free, ha, there is no waste! Ralph, your kid has a good idea, so happy, so happy!"

A group of young men and women shouted excitedly, while throwing the "cake" in their hands onto the bus from all directions, on the body of the bus, on the glass windows, and even someone threw the cake into the bus. The young man who played basketball very well also threw the cake directly in the face of Busquets, which won him a lot of cheers.

"Oh, it's beautiful! It's so accurate!"

"Comparable to the hollow net on the basketball court! Beautiful three-pointer!"

"Ha! Haha! Hahaha!!!"

"Ooooh, run, the police are here! Guys, call it a day, dodge!"

The shouts of the police came from a distance, and after a group of people threw the "cake" in their hands, they all ran away without a trace under Ralph's call.

With a wave of his hand, without taking away a cloud, he turned around and left, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

A mess was left behind, and there were countless stunned onlookers.

The policemen were "long on their way", indeed they came very late. The policemen in the small town were also wonderful people. Although the roaring and yelling never stopped, they didn't wobble until the young people had had enough trouble and everyone had run away. They ran over to clean up the mess, and they almost had the expression "I was late on purpose, what can you do to me" on their faces.

This is too cheap!

(End of this chapter)