Chapter 63: Subway Up (Part 2)

The British government has specially established files for football hooligans. Any football hooligans including the registration will be prohibited from watching football on the stadium. For those of them, not allowing them to watch football on the stadium, it is almost deprived of their lives.

Seeing these people's gasp, Tang En smiled: "Of course, if any of you doubts what I said, I can ask him to show his reporter's certificate."

After he finished speaking, Bruce took out the interview certificate that was originally hung around his neck from his suit pocket.

"I think you must all know who we are, so I won't introduce myself here." Done signaled Bruce to go back. He stood in front and pointed to the door on one side and said, "By the line of the door as the boundary, you are there, we are here. Let's go to the competition, you go to watch the competition. Everyone is in peace, and no one should offside." He clapped his hands. "This proposal is good, right?"

"Why should we obey your arrangement?" a bald man shouted in the crowd.

Donn looked at him and pointed at the Bruce behind him: "If you hope you will never be able to watch the ball in the stadium again, I don't mind you coming..."

"I would rather not go to the game for the rest of my life than..." The bald man stood behind the others and waved his fists.

When Tang En saw his bluffing look, he understood it in his heart. So he waved to the other party: "What should I do? That gentleman, I think it is more convincing to say such things in front of your companion. Are you hiding behind others and yelling to fight, and then when the fight really starts, then push others to yourself?"

Hearing him say this, the other fans turned their heads back and looked at the bald head.

"Come out, if you want to hit me, stand up by yourself. Come to me and let me see how big your fist is." Tang En stepped forward and walked to the boundary he set, as if he was not worried that the other party would actually hit him.

The players behind him were all worried for him. Dawson was even ready. As long as the opponent dared to touch Tang En, he would pounce. What about bans and punishments, there would be no more control over it!

The bald head was silently stared at by others and felt guilty. He gritted his teeth and lined up everyone. Come up.

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

Don En waved his hand and interrupted the excited him. “It’s okay, Mr. Bruce.”

The bald man stood up, looked at the smile on his face, full of confidence, and then looked back at his companion who was still silent. He felt like the slice of beef in the sandwich...

In fact, Tang En was also very nervous. He was choosing words carefully. He was afraid of rekindling the violent desire of those people. He could do now, so as to delay time. When the station arrived, the danger should be eliminated. No matter how bold these people were, they would never dare to attack in front of the reporters and the police, right?

He is here to lead the team, not fight. But he must not show any weakness in front of this group of people. He must be tough and make the other party feel that even if they go together, Tony Tangen is not afraid at all!

Tang En thought now... if there was a nunchaku or something, he could still dance a few times. He imitated Bruce Lee and screamed a few times. It was probably going to make the other party retreat.

Seeing the bald head standing in the middle in a dilemma, Tang En shrugged and said, "Look at it so good, you are there, we are here. We don't bother each other. Friend, we are here to compete, not to fight. What's your name?"

The bald man replied in a conditioned manner: "Simon..." Before he could finish his words, he was pulled back by a man who looked about fifty years old, and then a man who looked about fifty years old walked out from behind.

"Mr. Coach, I don't want the damn media to say that Millwall's victory is not pure afterwards." The man pointed to Pierce Bruce behind Donn. "Of course. I don't want my people to be on the police blacklist because of such things. So, we won't do anything." He spread his hands.

Tang En nodded: "Is that so much? That's so thankful." Although he said so, he did not turn around and walk back, but continued to stand there, blocking the fans and players. He didn't believe in the words of such people. Since Gavin's death, he has a sense of disgust for football hooligans and all Millwall fans, perhaps prejudice. But Tang En does not intend to change.

The only shame is that he may not have time to tell the players when playing. What tactics are used and how to play...

The calm in the carriage was restored. Just like when the fans came in, the two groups of people stood at both ends of the carriage, standing in the middle with their boss looking at each other silently. No one would take his sight away first, because it would be considered a cowardly escape.

Just stare at the other person like this, keep calm, without showing any panic and impatientness, and even the frequency of breathing cannot be messed up. Don’t think about anything, have no expression on your face, and no feelings come out of your eyes. Don’t give the other person a slight flaw, and you can’t let yourself be at a disadvantage.

This is even more tiring than directing a World Cup final!

In this silent contest, the air became heavier and heavier. Tang En himself didn't know how long he could last. If he collapsed... the temperature inside the subway seemed to have risen, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and Tang En could even feel a drop of sweat rolling down the corner of his eyebrows. If he didn't blink, it would flow into his eyes...

Just when Tang En was in a dilemma, a sound sounded from the top of the carriage that made him breathe a sigh of relief: "Enter the Newden Stadium ahead, enter the Newden Stadium ahead..."

The black tunnel outside the window reached its end, and lights began to flash in front of it.

Not only Tang En, but almost all the Forest team members breathed a sigh of relief.

They arrived at the subway station on the game court.

The subway slowly slowed down. Tang En saw Robson reporters who had interviewed him at the city stadium on the platform outside the car window. In addition, other news media were with him, as well as more than a dozen policemen wearing black police uniforms and bright yellow vests. He knew that the contest with the fans was finally over.

The local railway stopped and when the car door opened, the man made a gesture of asking for help. Don En didn't move, and he waved his hand and asked Walker to lead the players out of the car first.

It was not until the last Forest player left the carriage that Tang En turned and walked out. When he stepped out of the carriage, the wind blowing from the tunnel swept past his side, and he realized that his shirt was already wet.

Seeing Tang En get out of the car, reporters rushed up one after another, and the microphone almost blocked his way forward.

"If you have any questions, ask me after the game is over. Please let my team go to the stadium now?" He replied loudly, struggling to break the crowd, and then ran up after the players.

Brian Robson saw Pierce Bruce looking around after getting off the car, and pulled him over: "You boy... makes us worry so much!"

But Bruce grinned and said, "Mr. Robson, I think I've caught the best news! Mr. Donn has authorized me to write down everything that happened on the subway and publish it in the newspaper!"

Suddenly, a hoarse roar came from the exit and echoed in the subway station: "Hurry up! Hurry up! We have less than ten minutes left! Now is the time for you to warm up, run for me!"

Robson turned his head to the exit, no longer seeing the people, but their shadows were still jumping and extending on the ladder.

"Maybe you said it right, now I regret why it's not me who overslept..." Robson patted Bruce, "Let's go, the game is about to begin."

Luckily, Tang En felt that from the subway station exit to the entrance of the stadium is a straight sidewalk, about 500 meters long and not far. Fortunately, as the game is approaching the beginning of the game, there are only a few real fans on this road that should have been very lively, except for the small vendors selling things on the stalls. His players can run into the locker room of the stadium without any interference...

A minute later, the panting players knocked open the door of the locker room. Tang En stopped at the door, and didn't even have time to breathe, and urged loudly: "Change clothes, be careful not to wear them in the opposite way! Shoes, leg guards, leg guards..."

A busy sound suddenly sounded in the locker room.

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

Walker gasped and replied: "Stop talking about this... Tony, you are so awesome! You did nothing and calmed down the other party!"

Dawson, who was wearing clothes, also interrupted: "That's right! I think everyone was scared. Boss, your performance is so admirable!"

Reed echoed: "Yes, I honestly didn't know what to do at that time..."
Chapter completed!