The British political axe has set up a special file on football hooligans, and all football hooligans who are included in the record will be banned from going to the stadium to watch the game. And for those of them who are avid fans, not letting them go to the stadium is almost depriving them of their lives.

Seeing the expressions of these people gasping, Don smiled: "Of course, if any of you doubt what I said, I can ask him to show his press card." ”

As he finished speaking, Bruce pulled out the interview card from the pocket of his suit, which was supposed to be hanging around his neck.

"I think you all know who we are, so I'm not here to introduce myself." Donn motioned for Bruce to go back, and he stood at the front, pointed to the side of the car door, and said, "Take the line of the car door as the boundary, you guys are over there, and we are over here." We go to the game, you go to the game. Everyone is safe, and no one is offside. He clapped his hands. That's a good idea, isn't it? ”

"Why the fuck should we let you do it?" A bald head in the crowd shouted.

Donn looked at him, then pointed to Bruce behind him, "If you wish you never had to go to the stadium again, I wouldn't mind if you came over......"

"! I'd rather never go to a game for the rest of my life than ......" the bald head stood behind the others and waved his fists.

Don saw his bravado, and he understood in his heart. So he beckoned to the other party: "What about it?" I think it's more convincing for you to stand in front of your companions and say such things, sir. Do you hide behind other people and shout for a fight, and then when the fight actually starts, you push them in front of you? ”

Hearing him say this, the opposing fans really twisted their heads back and looked at the bald head.

"Come out, if you want to hit me, stand up yourself, come to me, and show me how big your fist is." Don took a step forward and walked to the line he had set, as if he wasn't at all worried that the other party would really fight.

The players behind him were sweating for him. Even Dawson was ready, as long as the other party dared to touch Donn, he would pounce. What bans, punishments, I can't care so much!

The bald head was silently watched by the others, and he gritted his teeth and lined up the crowd and walked up.

Seeing his actions, Bruce exclaimed, "What are you going to do?" I warn you ......"

Don interrupted him with a wave of his hand. "It's okay, Mr. Bruce."

The bald head stood up and looked at the smiling, confident Donne, and then looked back at his companion who continued to be silent, he felt like the slice of beef in a sandwich...... In fact, Don En was also very nervous, he was carefully choosing the wording, for fear of re-arousing the violence of that group of people. All he could do now was delay as much as he could, and when he got to the station, the danger should be eliminated. No matter how bold this group of people is, they will never dare to shoot in front of reporters and police, right?

He's here to lead the game, not to fight. But you must not show the slightest weakness in front of this group of people, you must be tough, so that the other party feels that even if they go together, Tony Towne is not afraid at all!

Don wants to ...... now If he had a nunchucks or something, he could bluff twice. imitate Bruce Lee's screaming a few times, and it is estimated that the other party will be able to retreat.

Seeing the bald head standing in the middle embarrassed, Don shrugged his shoulders and said, "Look at how good this is, you guys are over there, we are over here." We don't bother each other. Friends, we're here to compete, not to fight. What is your name? ”

The bald head reflexively replied, "Simon......" Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged back by a man, and then a man who looked to be about fifty years old walked out from behind.

"Mr. Coach, I don't want to let those damn media say Millwall's victory wasn't pure, after the fact." The man pointed to Pierce the Bruce behind Donn. "Of course, I don't want my people to be blacklisted by the police for this kind of thing. So, we're not going to do anything. He spread his hands.

Don nodded, "Really?" That's so much appreciated. Having said that, he didn't turn around and walk back, but continued to stand there, standing in the middle of the fans and players. He didn't really believe in such people, and since Gavin's death, he had a sense of disgust for football hooligans and all Millwall fans, maybe prejudice, but Donn wasn't going to change it.

The only pity is that he may not have time to tell the players what tactics to use and how to play when they play...... Calm returned to the car, just like when the crowd of fans came in. The two groups stood at opposite ends of the carriage, and in the middle stood their boss, staring at each other in silence. No one would look away first, because that would be seen as a cowardly evasion.

Just stare at each other, keep calm, don't show the slightest panic and impatience, and don't even breathe at a chaotic rate. Don't think about anything, your face is expressionless, and no emotion comes out of your eyes. will not give the other party the slightest flaw, and cannot put yourself at a disadvantage.

It's more tiring than directing a World Cup final!

In this silent contest, the air became heavier and heavier. Don himself didn't know how long he would last if he collapsed...... The temperature inside the subway seemed to rise, and fine beads of sweat appeared on both his and the other's foreheads, and Don could even feel a drop of sweat rolling down the corner of his eyebrows, which would flow into his eyes if he didn't blink...... Just when Donn was in a dilemma, a voice rang out from the top of the carriage that made him breathe a sigh of relief: "Pit at Newden Field, pit at Newden Field, pit at Newden Field...... ahead"

The black tunnel outside the window came to an end, and lights began to flicker ahead.

Not just Donn, almost everyone in the Forest team breathed a sigh of relief.

They arrived at the subway station at the stadium.

The subway slowed down, and Mr. Donn saw Robson reporters, who had interviewed him at City Stadium, standing on the platform outside the window, along with other news outlets, and a dozen police officers in black police uniforms and bright yellow vests. He knew that this battle with the fans was finally over.

When the subway stopped and the door opened, the man made a gesture of please. Donn didn't move, he waved his hand for Walker to lead the players out of the car first.

It wasn't until the last Forest player left the carriage that Donn turned and walked out. As he stepped out of the carriage, the wind blowing from the direction of the tunnel swept by, and he realized that his shirt was soaked.

Seeing Don get out of the car, reporters rushed up, and the microphone almost blocked his way.

"Any questions to ask after the game, can you please let my team go to the stadium now?" He replied loudly, struggling to cut through the crowd before running up after the players.

Brian Robson saw Pierce Bruce, who was looking around after getting out of the car, and pulled him over: "You kid...... Let's worry to death! ”

Bruce grinned and said, "Mr. Robson, I think I've got the best news!" Mr. Donn has authorized me to write about everything that happens on the subway and publish it in the newspaper! ”

Suddenly, a hoarse roar came from the direction of the exit, echoing in the subway station: "Hurry up! Hurry up! We have less than ten fucking minutes left! Now it's time for you to warm up, run for me! ”

Robson twisted his head towards the exit, and the men were no longer visible, but their shadows were still jumping up the stairs.

"Maybe you're right, but now I kind of regret why I didn't oversleep anymore......" Robson patted Bruce, "Let's go, the game is about to start." ”

※※※ To make Don feel lucky, from the exit of the subway station to the entrance of the stadium is a straight sidewalk, about 500 meters long, which is not too far. Fortunately, because the game is approaching, there are very few real fans on this road that should be very lively, except for the small vendors who set up stalls to sell things. His players can run into the dressing room with little to no distraction...... A minute later, the panting players slammed open the door to the dressing room. Tang En stopped at the door, didn't even have time to catch his breath, and urged loudly: "Change your clothes, be careful not to wear them backwards!" Shoes, shin guards, shin guards, ......"

Suddenly there was a rush in the locker room.

Donn looked back at the panting Walker, "Des, it's only been a year since he retired...... It's time for you to get some exercise. ”

Walker gasped and replied, "Don't talk about that...... Tony, you're amazing! I didn't do anything, and I stopped the other party! ”

Dawson, who was getting dressed, also interjected: "That's right, that's right! I think everyone was intimidated, your performance is so impressive! ”

Reid chimed in, "yes, I honestly didn't even know what to do at the time......"

Donn was glad everyone said that, and although it was an accident, his prestige with the players has increased again. "Andy, you're too cowardly...... All right! Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and change your clothes, let's play! I bet the Millwall bastards must have thought we were exhausted and they could have won easily. Now go to the field and tell them how wrong they are! ”

(To be continued)