The strongest blade in football

Chapter 125 Mr. Steel Egg
The match between Manchester City and Timisoara ended with a score of 1-0.

In fact, there was hope for another goal or two in the last period, Yaya Toure contributed a shot and hit the post.

Balotelli would have had a chance too.

But he had an argument with Timisoara's midfielder Balcenu, wasting too much energy and was shown a yellow card by the referee.

The cause was that the other party stepped on his shoelaces.

When he was dragged away by Wang Nuo, he was still chattering, "Why? He stepped on my shoelaces and he had to tie them for me, otherwise I would fall!"

In short, Manchester City did not score again in the end.

But Manchester City's 1-0 score is still acceptable, which means that after returning to the home court, as long as they don't lose, they will definitely be able to advance to the group stage of the Europa League.

For a long time, Manchester City has been ridiculed by Manchester United as a "noisy neighbor". To win respect, Manchester City needs to accumulate victories and honors one after another.

After the win, Mancini regained his elegance, praised Yaya Toure and Wang Nuo's performance at the post-match press conference, and affirmed Wang Nuo's fighting spirit.

And praised Balotelli's overflowing talent, he has great confidence in Balotelli——

"In my opinion, Mario just lacks a certain concentration in the game. He still has time. He will be a contender for the best player in Europe in the future, there is no doubt about it!"

The players of the Manchester City team also managed to escape Mancini's punishment, and they still have special plane services for their return journey.

The team's special plane returned the next morning, and they still needed to stay at the Timisoara Hotel for another night.

Wang Nuo still shared a room with Balotelli.

At 10 p.m., Wright-Phillips slipped by with a deck of cards, intending to entertain.

But Balotelli was not interested in that thing at all, so the three had to lie around the room bored.

Wang Nuo was comfortably lying on the bed in a big font, holding a book on tactics written by Benitez that Jangresh Luya had prepared for him in advance, and was hypnotizing himself while flipping through it.

Wright Phillips is working on a poker trick, trying to hide three playing cards in the tiny palm.

Balotelli was in a daze with a blank expression.

Suddenly, a mischievous spark was born in Balotelli's witty head. A single spark could start a prairie fire, and soon his mind was filled with that ghostly idea.

The genius Balotelli quietly crawled to Wang Nuo's side, and said "shh" to Wright Phillips, who was staring at curious eyes.

Then, he lit a corner of the page in Wang Nuo's hand with the windproof lighter sent by the hotel.

Wang Nuo was intoxicated in the ocean of Master Bei's knowledge, half asleep and half awake, when he suddenly saw the flames jumping up at his hand, he was almost scared to pee.

He hastily threw the thick book out, right in the middle of Balotelli.

Balotelli was still having fun, when suddenly a ball of flames flew onto his body, and he quickly reached out to pat the book, knocking the book flying.

The book fell right on the rug very near the bed, and the rug immediately caught fire, and the flames soon ignited the curtains.

The flames rushed along the curtain to a height of two meters, and immediately turned into a hot wall of fire!

A freshly baked fire is born!
There was no water basin in the room. Wright Phillips used the quilt to slap the fire with great experience, and successfully ignited the quilt, helping the fire spread quickly.

One minute later, the trio of agents rushed out of the lost guest room, yelled, and called the hotel staff.

Ten minutes later, firefighters arrived at the scene and successfully extinguished the raging fire with high-pressure water cannons.

After the incident, Balotelli confessed his mental journey: he just wanted to scare Wang Nuo.

Everyone blamed Balotelli and he had to pay for all the hotel damages, again costing him £15000.

Only Wang Nuo thanked Balotelli, because of his coquettish operation, the original room was destroyed, and the hotel provided them with a new suite—twice as spacious as the previous double room, with a huge conference room. Living room and a 65-inch TV.

Wang Nuo went to bed on time at 11:[-] in the evening, while Balotelli was heartlessly enjoying the thrill of playing games on the big TV.

The next day, five or six teammates came to visit the suite, and came to inquire about the events of last night. Wright-Phillips vividly described how Balotelli's precise slap ignited the carpet.

The elder Vieira has rich experience. He said, "In Romania, usually this kind of fire will have investigators to find out the situation, or at least call to inquire."

Several teammates laughed, they thought Vieira was playing tricks again.

Wang Nuo was rather curious that the police did not look for them.

As a result, it was said that Cao Cao Cao Cao had arrived, and within 20 seconds of Vieira's voice, the landline in the room suddenly rang.

This number is a mobile phone number, an unknown caller.

Everyone held their breath and turned to look at Balotelli, and Balotelli looked at Wang Nuo again, "You take it!"

So Wang Nuo pressed the hands-free button.

"Hi, this is Timisoara Police Station, and I'm Investigator Gerald Depardieu," said the other end of the phone.

Wang Nuo had only one idea in mind, this is a very typical prank!
"Come on, you want to tease me? Who are you?"

"Sir, please believe me, I'm telling the truth, I'm really Inspector Gerald Depardieu."

Well, Wang Nuo twitched his lips with a smile. He remembered Gerard Depardieu as the name of an actor, a French movie star.

Isser once dragged Wang Nuo to watch one of his movies called "Tais Toi", which has a Chinese translation called "You Shut Up".

It was for Leno and Gerard Depardieu to play it.

So, tsk tsk, what a bad prank, Wang Nuo even remembered the classic line of Gerald Depardieu——

Hello, my name is Steel Egg, a Montagian.

So Wang Nuo's reply on the other end of the phone was not so polite, especially when the hands-free was turned on, and several teammates watched with sneers and sneers.

"Gerald Depardieu, are you Montarky's steel egg? Nice to meet you - steel egg, you can continue to play tricks with me here."

"My name is Gerard Depardieu."

"Oh, yes, of course, Mr. Steel Egg. But your name is really a little too cute, and I'm sure it's a prank."

Wang Nuo looked around his teammates with a smile, trying to find out who wasn't there so he could guess who arranged the prank call.

"Listen, Balotelli, I tell you in all seriousness, we need to talk!"

Wang Nuo almost laughed out loud, but the other party thought he was Balotelli, so he didn't argue at all, "Okay, of course we can talk, but first you have to let me know, who are you?"

"I am Gerard Depardieu."

"Again? I heard you were Gerald Depardieu. What I want to ask is, who are you?"

"Listen, I'm calling you from Timisoara Police Station! Please be serious!"

"Don't yell at me. I'm the Italian genius Balotelli. I have a bad temper. If you're not my teammate, then you must be a fan of the away team. Eat shit! Call me from the police station? Please Send me an official notice! Even by radio!"

The teammates around gave Wang Nuo a thumbs up, and Balotelli himself was already laughing on the sofa.

"Mr. Balotelli, the Romanian police haven't used radios since 1956."

"Mr. Steel Egg..."

"Please call me Gerard Depardieu."

"Okay, okay, Depardieu, you can keep talking nonsense here, I'm in suite 519 of the Timisoara Grand Hotel, you can come and investigate me face to face, you'd better come early, because we're 11 am I'm going to fly back to Manchester!"

"Mr. Balotelli, you are a public figure and we would love to have the fire investigation resolved in private so that no one knows about it, but if you continue to joke with me on the phone, please come to Teddy within two days. Mishwara police report!"

"Why should I go? Not you? You impostor, steel egg, shit, whatever name you want, I'm going to hang up, bye!"

Wang Nuo hung up the phone. His conversation with the other party was not right, but it won unanimous praise from all the teammates in the room, and several people laughed crookedly.

No one took the guy on the other end of the phone seriously. Everyone felt that the call was too coincidental, and it must be a prank.

On the contrary, Vieira, the elder, had a serious face. He logged into Google with his mobile phone and checked the mobile phone number of the caller.

About half a minute later, when everyone was discussing the arrangements for the half-day vacation in the afternoon, Vieira exhaled a foul breath and knocked on the table to quiet everyone in the room.

"Bad news, I checked the phone number, and the call was really from investigator Gerald Depardieu, the real policeman!"

Vieira's expression did not seem to be fake, and everyone gasped.

"The worse news is that he is a big shot. This Mr. Gerald Depardieu is not the kind of low-level police officer. He has a certain position!"

Vieira shook his head, looking at Balotelli with pity.

Wang Nuo immediately imagined that he answered the phone in the name of Balotelli just now!
So this scene came to his mind: Balotelli, handcuffed and unshaven, accused of insulting the other party while the police investigated the fire, successfully transferred from Manchester City to Timisoara Prison, signed a "one-year contract". "The left and right contracts, I don't know if I can get two salaries.

He was still thinking about it, when he heard Balotelli giggling, "That's great! We played tricks on a real policeman!"

At this time, he was the only one who could laugh.

Two hours later, Manchester City's players took off in a special plane, destined for Manchester.

And poor Balotelli, who was taken by Mancini's assistant David Pratt to the Timisoara police station.

There was a Mr. Steel Egg waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)