Mourinho walked into the tunnel with great emotion, and returned to the dressing room, where Jonk was also venting his emotions.

"Hell yes!"

Mourinho saw a scene that surprised him, and a cyclone was created in Jonker's fist.

The locker behind Jonker was like papier-mâché, and it was punched through.

It's so hanging! That kid can still suppress his anger, if he punches the referee on the field?

Mourinho's mind immediately flashed the image of the watermelon being blown up with a punch!

"Just vent! However, you have to pay a ticket for repairing the locker room! ”

Before Mourinho could finish speaking, he heard another voice that shocked him even more.

"I don't have to be responsible for him, I want the club to appeal immediately!"

Abu suddenly appeared in the dressing room, heard Mourinho's words, and immediately gave his opinion.

After Jonk punched, his anger was still very strong, and he looked up at the two of them, and wanted to continue to vent.

This kid isn't going to hit someone, is he? Don't look at Mourinho's usual dragging, he looks like he is not afraid of the sky and the earth, who is that, who is the media reporter, the person who plays with his mouth, he has nothing to do, let alone does not do anything, this is not a reporter in front of him, just the fist just now, not to mention being beaten solidly, it is impossible to touch it!

Mourinho was given a fierce look by Jonker, his legs were a little weak, and he unconsciously stepped back.

Or Abu understood Jonker, "José! You should ask the club staff for some wireless equipment, and hurry up to the stage to direct the game! I'll take care of it here! ”

When Mourinho heard the boss's words, he hesitated for a minute and quickly trotted out of the locker room.

"It's an eyesore, I'll close the door, you continue!"

Abu said as he closed the door to the locker room.

Listening to the ping-pong movement in the locker room in the corridor, Abu knew that this dressing room was going to be renovated, and the kid seemed to be very angry.

When there was no movement, Abu pushed open the door and looked, "Damn, isn't it!" ”

Although he was ready to redecorate, he didn't expect the situation in the room to be even more serious than he imagined.

I didn't see that kid with a sledgehammer in his hand, why didn't there be a good place in the room.

Not to mention, Abu is also a man with eyes, this place was kicked down, and there are still fist prints there!

Perverted boy, it's a talent for nothing not to be a decorator!

"You don't need to be so angry!"

Abu also dared to say this when he saw that Jonk had calmed down.

"Lao Bu, you don't know what to do! It feels really good today, how can I say it! It's like a peerless beauty, you try your best to get her, just hugged her after kissing, and before it officially started, a person came out from under the bed and blasted you out of the room! What will you do, Lao Bu! ”

"You don't need to ask, kill that kid!"

Abu's face was also gloomy as he spoke, "Do you need it?"

"Don't think too much, I'm also making an analogy, I don't need to really fix people!"

Jonk actually didn't have all the things to say, and he blamed himself for talking too much about the things on the field, and he was still not calm enough, but at that time, a few people were able to calm down, and they almost made people useless, and he couldn't complain a few words, he didn't want to, and it was a lot better to vent.

Abu Xin said that the referee was out of business, but the dressing room was unlucky.

"Anyway, you don't have anything to do, why don't you go to the box and have a drink or two!"

"So what are you waiting for, I told you in advance, I can't drink that vodka with diamonds, it's all the stinky things that make your good wine habitual! Drinking other vodka is not a taste! ”

The two of them left the passage with a smile and went directly to the top floor.

Abu first instructed the club staff to tidy up the other rooms in the passage and make a makeshift dressing room to deal with it first, and then there would be no place for the rest of the Chelsea players to stay at half-time.

As soon as Jonk entered the box, he realized that this was not the open-air box that Abu usually had at all, ready for the camera to shoot, it was a box with single-sided glass, and the people inside could see the situation on the field, but they couldn't see anything inside the box.

"Do you need to use it for some stimulation?"

As soon as Abu said it, Jonk understood, but he is a professional player, and Jonk is not like his teammates who work the field, but he works on it, which is definitely a stain on football, and it is also disrespectful to his teammates.

Jonk is considered to know the way, Abu plays football, and there are some favorite ingredients in it, but it is definitely not too much, more for other purposes, as for what, Jonk is not interested in knowing the way.

"Save it, I'm not in the mood right now!"

The bodyguard next to Abu is also not surprised, when did Abu speak so well, just in front of this master.

Don't look at the big boss who usually smiles so amiably, but everyone knows that behind the smile is likely to be the call of death, and he doesn't dare to talk to Abu like this with a few dares, like treating this master, the bodyguards can't imagine.

However, one thing is certain, Jonk is by no means just a professional player on the surface, how can a person who is treated like this by big bosses be a professional player? If you don't understand this, you don't have to leave the house!

The two quickly drank, but neither of them paid any more attention to the game, and Jonk took the opportunity to teach Abu what he had promised.

Abu didn't say it, but he thought in his heart that he wanted to try it quickly, no way, how many men could endure such a temptation, not to mention the problem of a few times a night, no matter how many times Lang, the last time he still had to become a soft-footed crab, with Jonke's method, a few times a night Lang is definitely not a dream, or the kind of real man who is alive and well.

Even Abu's mind flashed the idea that he couldn't work part-time as a duck for a few days and try to get results.

"Don't say anything, tonight, must be tonight, go to my place, let's continue to drink!"

Abu said that he was drinking, but everyone knew that he was going to do a lot of work to test the results.

Naturally, Jonk wouldn't say it plainly, "Then it's a deal!" ”

The two chatted lively in the box, but Chelsea on the field was a little nervous because of one less person in White Hart Lane, not only these, but the trouble waiting for Chelsea was absolutely indispensable, Abu had money and couldn't gag the mouth of the Tottenham club, and Jonker ravaged the visiting team's dressing room, and finally had to have a saying.

If the media knew about it again, it would be even more lively, but looking at Abu's expression, it was not a big deal, and Jonk didn't ask, since Abu was up, he didn't have to bother anymore.