The more John Hunter looked at it, the more something was wrong, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't sit still.
The first half ended with 4:0, and Southampton was almost guaranteed to win.
But in the second half, this team from the south coast had no intention of stopping at all.
They simply wanted to beat the home team Charlton to death.
The momentum was as if they were treating Charlton as if they were fighting to the death. enemies.
Soon, Southampton scored two goals in a row in the second half.
Ibrahimovic scored a hat-trick and Adam Lallana also scored a goal, which quickly expanded the total score to 6:0.
At this time, John Hunter finally couldn't sit still.
He bet half a million pounds and now lost six goals, which means he lost a total of three million pounds.
For their family's total assets of over 100 million pounds, it is indeed not a lot.
But the problem is, he has no money to pay back at all.
I'm afraid I won't be able to raise half a million pounds, so how can I get three million pounds?
The group of rich second generations around John Hunter also had the same idea.
There are always only one or two goals in a football game, three goals is a lot.
So when they made bets at that time, they were all encouraged by John Hunter, and they went all out and bet all their wealth.
But now, after losing six goals, how can they have any money to pay back?
"Master John, what should we do now?"
A follower next to him came over and asked with a sad face.
John Hunter looked along the aisle and found Yang Huan and Wilkinson sitting in the middle, seemingly not paying attention to them.
He felt relieved and felt a little lucky, "Let's leave first."
"Leave" some people were afraid, "but we signed the note."
"What are you afraid of?"
John Hunter decided to start playing rogue.
"This is Britain, not China.
It doesn't matter if we sign the note.
Is it possible that he can still eat us?"
Everyone thought, yes, this is Britain, how dare he, a foreigner, do anything to them?
Besides, run home first.
This Chinese boy may not be able to find them because he is unfamiliar with the place.
If it really goes to court, they are gambling underground and it is not legal at all.
The so-called legalization of gambling in the UK refers to formal channels, but theirs is not a formal channel.
"Yes, he is still the owner of Southampton.
The owner of the Saints is betting on football.
It's really a big deal.
Let's see who is unlucky."
"That's right, why didn't I think of it?"
"Master John is smart and has thought of this move a long time ago.
It seems that we are in an invincible position."
Being flattered by his followers, the more John Hunter thought about it, the more proud he became.
He laughed and waved his hand, "Let's go first and leave them alone."
"Okay, let's go first" Ten or twenty people shouted and all stood up, but they did not dare to be too arrogant for fear of waking up Yang Huan in the distant stands.
But just as they were about to leave, they found someone blocking the aisle.
"Sit back, everyone."
Long Wu opened his hands and blocked both rows of aisles.
"Our young master Huan said that no one of you can leave."
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John Hunter felt guilty.
He didn't expect that he had been prepared for it, but when he saw Long Wu alone, he felt fat and asked: "Why do you leave us here?"
Long Wu stared at this rich second generation with sharp eyes.
He had long disliked this guy.
He is also a second-generation rich man.
Master Huan is tall, rich and handsome.
No matter how you look at this guy, he looks short and fat.
"Just rely on my fists."
When Long Wu said harsh words, he clenched his fists and made a snapping sound.
"Don't blame me for making ugly remarks.
Anyone who dares to leave his seat without permission will be thrown out of here."
When he said this, all the rich second generation were frightened.
Rich people are usually afraid of death, especially the rich second generation who were born with golden keys in their mouths.
How can they be willing to die?
"I count to three.
If anyone is still standing, I will operate on him."
After saying that, Long Wu didn't care what these guys thought and just started counting.
"One or two" Before the call came, all these guys had already run back and were sitting more upright than elementary school students.
"Damn, you coward," Long Wu cursed.
He wished someone would break in so he could give him a good beating.
Thinking about it, it had been a long time since he had beaten anyone, nor had he competed with anyone for a long time, so his hands felt itchy.
Southampton finally defeated Charlton 8-0 smoothly at the Valley Stadium.
This hearty victory not only created the biggest victory in English League One in the past few years, but was also Southampton's most amazing victory in recent years.
All the more than 4,000 Saints fans who followed the team to the away game were crazy about it.
After the game, the team, led by captain Adam Lallana, thanked the fans who came with the team.
Harry was in the stands, beating the drums hard and leading the fans to sing and cheer.
Defeating a strong opponent with eight goals, the victory in this game not only showed Southampton's strong offensive firepower, but also showed Southampton's sexy and gorgeous offensive football to all fans for the first time.
While the players were cheering and cheering from the fans, Yang Huan was in the stands, accepting Wilkinson's congratulations.
Although Charlton's chairman Murray was unhappy because the team lost, he even felt that Southampton did not consider the home team's face and blindly bombarded Charlton eight goals, and he felt a little dissatisfied. .
But there is no way to write this on your face, you can only keep it in your heart and look for opportunities to take revenge.
Yang Huan didn't take this to heart.
Now that the team had won, he also won, and he felt very happy.
After bidding farewell to Wilkinson and Murray, Yang Huan, accompanied by Zhang Ning, Nicola Cortez, Sun Yue and others, walked up to John Hunter and others and nodded without missing a single one.
Nodding towards Long Wu with appreciation, Yang Huan turned to look at John Hunter.
"Eight goals, that's four million, Master John, thank you very much" A total of 1.65 million pounds was collected, which means that Yang Huan now earned 13.2 million pounds.
If you think about it carefully, it's not much, not enough to buy a Neuer or a Vidal.
Barely enough to cover Ibrahimovic’s salary.
Hey, why didn't you bet bigger just now?
It would be fun to bet five million.
John Hunter is now ready to kill Yang Huan.
In all his years in London, Master John has never been humiliated like this, let alone being asked for debt by a foreigner in front of him.
But there is a saying that goes well: when a person is poor and short of breath, he has debts to repay and no money to repay, he has to pretend to be a grandson when he should.
"Isn't it four million?
It's easy to say.
I don't have that much cash with me now.
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Give me a bank account number and I will remit it to you later," John Hunter said with a smile.
It was as if he didn't care about four million at all.
"Yes, give us an account and we will transfer it to your account later."
"I'll leave it to you another day for over a million pounds."
His group of little followers all followed his words.
Who would bring millions to the streets for no reason?
After hearing this, Yang Huan laughed and stared at John Hunter and others, "But I don't trust you, what should I do?"
John Hunter's smiling face froze, "Who are you and me?
Are you afraid that I will default on my debt?"
"Yes, I'm afraid you'll default on your debt.
Who will I ask for it then?"
Yang Huan is not stupid.
There is no legal protection for things like gambling.
Who knows if these guys will act rogue and disappear without a trace.
Who will they cry to?
Liu Mingwei knew him well at the beginning, but he was still afraid of defaulting on his account.
It can be seen from this that this kind of matter still needs to be figured out face to face.
John Hunter was at his wits end at this point, so he simply spread his hands and said, "Then you can see for yourself, I don't have any money anyway."
Yang Huan had expected it and was not angry.
He smiled and found a place to sit down, "Then just wait."
John Hunter and others could not figure out what Yang Huan was thinking.
But since he said he wanted to wait, let’s wait.
So a group of people could only sit down.
About five minutes later, I saw a fat man walking out of the elevator quickly, dripping with sweat.
"Master Huan, I'm coming," Cash Harris said breathlessly.
As soon as Yang Huan saw this investment consultant from the City of London, he clapped his hands on his thighs, stood up and went to meet him.
"Sorry to bother you, Cash."
Cash Harris was breathing heavily, but he didn't dare to show any disrespect to Yang Huan.
You know, Yang Huan spent more than 100 million euros in the transfer market this summer, but it was all operated through his funds. , and he also made a lot from it.
There is no need to say more about the improvement in fame and influence.
"Whatever Master Huan said, if you just say one word, I'll be thrown into the water or into the fire.
Whatever I didn't say," Cash Harris was very honest.
Yang Huan didn't try to guess what his intentions were.
For him, as long as the person was trustworthy, that was fine.
"Cash, I'm in some trouble."
"What's the trouble?"
Cash Harris glanced at John Hunter and others.
He recognized John Hunter.
When the Hunter family bought shares in Charlton, he was the one who personally handled it.
There are also some other people he knows or have business dealings with the families behind them.
John Hunter and others also know Cash Harris.
The City of London is so big.
Who doesn’t know this fat little guy with big hands and eyes?
Even if he has never met him, he has at least seen it in the newspaper.
When they saw Cash Harris coming, they all screamed in their hearts that it was over.
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"Just now they bet with me, we made a contract, and I won, but they spread their hands, took off their pants, and had no money."
When Cash Harris heard this, he felt secretly happy.
Isn't this a clear sign of being a hooligan?
Looking at John Hunter again, he secretly smiled in his heart.
If old Mr.
Hunter knew about this, he would probably have to shed his skin even if he died.
You know, the Hunter family is famous for being a strict tutor.
It's okay to lose money, but it would be a huge shame if it was known that you had lost money and you still want to default on the money.
The Hunter family prides itself on being a reputable family in London and will never allow such a thing to happen.
"Master Huan, they are all well-known and wealthy children in London.
They should not default on their debts."
Yang Huan hummed, "If the number is smaller, I believe it won't happen, but if the number is larger," After hearing this, Cash Harris's eyes twitched, "Master Huan, are you betting big?"
Yang Huan walked over with a smile.
He was a winner now, so he naturally wanted to raise his head, puff out his chest and shrink his belly.
He walked over and pointed at John Hunter, "This Master John bets half a million pounds."
"Oh, half a million pounds, not much," Cash Harris replied.
"But he lost eight goals."
Yang Huan added with a smile.
"Eight goals, why did you lose eight goals?"
Cash Harris reacted and lost his voice.
John Hunter lowered his head, his face full of shame and annoyance, why did he get carried away just now?
"One ball costs half a million, eight balls equals four million pounds."
Cash Harris looked at John Hunter in disbelief.
Four million pounds, how much of a loser must he be to do such a thing?
John Hunter is full of regrets, who knew he would lose by eight goals?
"As for the others, they all added up to a bet of 1.15 million pounds and lost eight goals.
You can do the math yourself."
When Cash Harris heard this, he almost fell down on the seat in the stands.
There is no need to say more about the improvement in loudness.
"Whatever Master Huan said, if you just say one word, I'll be thrown into the water or into the fire.
Whatever I didn't say," Cash Harris was very honest.
Yang Huan didn't try to guess what his intentions were.
For him, as long as the person was trustworthy, that was fine.
"Cash, I'm in some trouble."
"What's the trouble?"
Cash Harris glanced at John Hunter and others.
He recognized John Hunter.
When the Hunter family bought shares in Charlton, he was the one who personally handled it.
There are also some other people he knows or have business dealings with the families behind them.
John Hunter and others also know Cash Harris.
The City of London is so big.
Who doesn’t know this fat little guy with big hands and eyes?
Even if he has never met him, he has at least seen it in the newspaper.
When they saw Cash Harris coming, they all screamed in their hearts that it was over.
"Just now they bet with me, we made a contract, and I won, but they spread their hands, took off their pants, and had no money."
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When Cash Harris heard this, he felt secretly happy.
Isn't this a clear sign of being a hooligan?
Looking at John Hunter again, he secretly smiled in his heart.
If old Mr.
Hunter knew about this, he would probably have to shed his skin even if he died.
You know, the Hunter family is famous for being a strict tutor.
It's okay to lose money, but it would be a huge shame if it was known that you had lost money and you still want to default on the money.
The Hunter family prides itself on being a reputable family in London and will never allow such a thing to happen.
"Master Huan, they are all well-known and wealthy children in London.
They should not default on their debts."
Yang Huan hummed, "If the number is smaller, I believe it won't happen, but if the number is larger," After hearing this, Cash Harris's eyes twitched, "Master Huan, are you betting big?"
Yang Huan walked over with a smile.
He was a winner now, so he naturally wanted to raise his head, puff out his chest and shrink his belly.
He walked over and pointed at John Hunter, "This Master John bets half a million pounds."
"Oh, half a million pounds, not much," Cash Harris replied.
"But he lost eight goals."
Yang Huan added with a smile.
"Eight goals, why did you lose eight goals?"
Cash Harris reacted and lost his voice.
John Hunter lowered his head, his face full of shame and annoyance, why did he get carried away just now?
"One ball costs half a million, eight balls equals four million pounds."
Cash Harris looked at John Hunter in disbelief.
Four million pounds, how much of a loser must he be to do such a thing?
John Hunter is full of regrets, who knew he would lose by eight goals?
"As for the others, they all added up to a bet of 1.15 million pounds and lost eight goals.
You can do the math yourself."
When Cash Harris heard this, he almost fell down on the seat in the stands
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