Lin Hai Ting Tao

Chapter 891 Heavy-Flavor Poo Superman (Third Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 1 Martin O'Neill's Headache

Martin O'Neill was racking his brains trying to figure out how to shut up the damned Besiktas fans below when he heard two crisp "paps" amidst the deafening abuse.

He was stunned for a moment, then burst into fury—in this situation, which idiot dared to throw things down?! Wasn't he afraid of completely enraging them?!

But O'Neill was wrong this time. He waited for a few seconds, which felt like a century. He held his breath, waiting for louder curses and clamor. This was just the calm before the storm…

But… huh?

Why was the calm before the storm lasting so long?

Just as he was wondering, the clamor finally erupted again.

But it was no longer cursing, but tragic howls…

The howls were so miserable that Martin O'Neill wondered if someone had thrown white phosphorus bombs down there…

The howling continued for a while, then gradually faded.

Martin O'Neill poked his head out to see what was happening and found the ground below in a mess, but there were far fewer people.

Ten floors was too high, and he couldn't see clearly what was scattered on the ground below. It looked like puddles of water, but what kind of water could drive away these damned fans? Was it concentrated sulfuric acid?

Just as Martin O'Neill was lost in thought, the police finally arrived late.

However, they also seemed to be wary of the things on the ground, refusing to approach. They just pinched their noses and used a loudspeaker to tell the fans to leave.

Normally, the police's words wouldn't have worked so quickly. But this time, the fans also left quickly.

Then the police left in a hurry without even coming up to ask about the situation.

Everything happened so quickly that Martin O'Neill upstairs hadn't even reacted before the people below were gone.

He was puzzled—why? Why did the fans suddenly become so obedient? This wasn't like the Turkish fans he knew…

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Kuyt stared dumbfounded at the now empty street below.

Chen Hero clapped his hands and yawned: "Sorted! Heh! Now I can go to sleep!"

Then he returned to his bed and said to Kuyt, "Good night, Dirk."

Kuyt didn't respond. He just stared blankly below.

His stomach was churning like his stomach had been earlier—this is fucking powerful! I definitely don't want to be hit by Hero's big killer weapon! It's too damn disgusting!

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Although there was a small episode when he went to bed, fortunately it was resolved quickly, and the fans didn't make too much noise. In total, it probably took about twenty minutes.

When he got up, Kuyt mentioned the matter again, because there was something he still couldn't figure out: "How did you know the fans were going to make trouble? Those… uh, I mean, your big killer weapon, did you prepare it in advance?"

"How could I be so prescient? I've been constipated for days and have been lying in bed rubbing my stomach. I finally felt something, so I went to take care of it. As soon as I entered the toilet, I heard fans yelling below… and I had a flash of inspiration!" Chen Hero snapped his fingers, adding a sound effect to his "flash of inspiration."

Kuyt regretted it—I really shouldn't have brought this up right now!

Because he thought of the scene from yesterday again, and then… uh, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

But Chen Hero added fuel to the fire: "Let's go, Dirk. Let's go have breakfast!"

Kuyt gave him the middle finger.

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When Chen Hero and Kuyt arrived at the restaurant, many of their teammates were already there. Everyone didn't forget to chat while eating breakfast, and the events of last night were naturally the focus of everyone's discussion.

When Chen Hero entered, he heard Suarez bragging: "...If I hadn't thrown a bag of water down last night, they wouldn't have calmed down so easily! Let me tell you, in this situation, fill a black garbage bag with water, turn off the lights, and throw it down. No one will know who did it… ahahaha!"

A group of teammates gave Suarez thumbs up: "Luis, you're amazing!"

"You're a genius, you can come up with such an idea!"

When Chen Hero heard that Suarez was stealing his credit, he snorted: "Don't brag, Luis. Just look at their reaction after you threw that bag of water down yesterday—they cursed even louder! You still have to rely on me! Let me tell you, I even added bath salts specifically. The smell will definitely be impossible for them to wash off! Ahahaha!"

Everyone stared blankly at Chen Hero, not understanding.

Suarez reacted, pointed at Chen Hero and said: "Did you throw the other two bags down yesterday?"

"Nonsense! Who else but me could come up with such a brilliant battle plan?" Chen Hero raised his head.

Kuyt separated from Chen Hero after entering the restaurant, because he felt that if he continued to stay with this guy, he probably wouldn't be able to eat breakfast at all…

Chen Hero threw two bags of things down, which caused the people below to scream. Suarez was lying by the window and saw everything, but he didn't know what exactly was thrown down that made the Besiktas fans so afraid.

He became curious and wanted to ask clearly: "What did you throw?"

Kuyt's heart jumped, and he stood up suddenly: "Don't!"

But it was too late…

Almost at the same time, Chen Hero said loudly: "Shit and piss, and Dirk's vomit, wahahahahaha!"

The whole restaurant suddenly fell into a strange silence—only Chen Hero's laughter. Other than that, there was no sound.

Then someone started to gag—this was someone who hadn't had time to eat yet.

Then someone covered their mouth and rushed to the bathroom—this was someone who had already eaten breakfast.

Suarez stood in place, his face a little pale. His stomach was also very uncomfortable, but he was strong and forced himself not to show it. Not only that, he still had the strength to scold Chen Hero.

"I fuck you, Hero! Can you not talk about this while we're eating breakfast!"

"FuCk! What's it got to do with me! You asked me, I'm just telling the truth. Is being honest a flaw now?"

"Honest your sister! Can't you see what occasion this is? Everyone's eating breakfast! You're talking about shit and piss… and vomit… I'm speechless!"

More people rushed out of the restaurant. They couldn't stand it anymore!

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Martin O'Neill and his assistants walked towards the restaurant, planning to have breakfast, but along the way they kept seeing people rushing out of it, covering their mouths. They didn't even bother to greet him when they saw him.

He was puzzled and wanted to ask what was going on. But the next moment he regretted why he was so curious…

He walked to the entrance of the restaurant, then heard Chen Hero and Suarez arguing, and his face turned pale instantly…

Then he turned around and left, not wanting to stay here for another second.

He really wanted to pretend he hadn't heard anything!

He knew the truth about last night, but he'd rather not know…

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A waiter in the restaurant watched Chen Hero and Suarez arguing, both pointing their fingers at each other and cursing.

Although they spoke very quickly and with their respective national accents, he couldn't understand everything, but he could understand the swear words.

He took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, hurriedly walked out of the restaurant, and then found a quiet corner to make a call.

"Hey, Okan? Listen to me, I have some information! Yes, it's about the British! Their two main forwards just had a fight in the restaurant, a very fierce fight! And no one else went up to stop them, but left one after another… It's too strange, isn't it? I think if the Liverpool people are in this state, it won't be a problem for Black Eagle to beat them at home… Yes, yes, I guarantee it, I saw it with my own eyes! Photos? You idiot! How dare I take them? What if they found out? Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, I'm going back to work…"

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After being disturbed by Chen Hero, most of the players didn't have breakfast, because they had no mood or appetite at all. But Chen Hero wasn't affected and ate whatever he wanted. He was the only one eating in the huge restaurant. This scene looked very strange, but in the eyes of those who were interested, this became solid evidence that "after the argument, Chen Hero had isolated himself from his teammates, lost support, and became a loner."

Those who didn't have breakfast only had an appetite at noon, but everyone strongly demanded that Chen Hero not talk about what happened last night.

This made Chen Hero a little depressed—that was his glorious deed. He really couldn't wait to tell the world that he had used shit, piss, and vomit to defeat a group of damned Besiktas fans!

Now, he was outnumbered and could only bury his glorious deeds in his heart, and constantly comforted himself—true heroes disdain to publicize themselves!

Zhao guest wears a Hu turban with tassels, the Wu hook is bright as frost and snow; A silver saddle shines on a white horse, swiftly galloping like a shooting star. Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles; When the task is done, dust off your clothes and hide your body and name!

A chivalrous person!

A great chivalrous person!

Please imagine the glorious image of the chivalrous Chen Hero carrying two bags of shit and piss… uh, no, two swords, and repelling the Besiktas fans who came to provoke!

The great hermit hides in the city. Who can know that the burly figure sitting in the restaurant, eating lunch honestly, is the hero Chen Hero who is famous in the martial world?

Chen Hero imagined this in his heart…

He immediately felt that his image became taller and taller. Doing good deeds without leaving a name, a living Lei Feng of the new era!

When the peace of the earth is threatened, he will always rush into the toilet, transform into Superman, and then come out to defeat the evil enemies. But no one will know all this. When the sun rises on a new day, he has disappeared into the darkness and returned to ordinariness.

If anyone knew what Chen Hero was thinking now, they would probably vomit again and give Chen Hero a nickname—if Hero is Superman, he is also a shit Superman! Damn, using a mixture of shit and urine to deal with enemies is really heavy…