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Chapter 438 Hamburg players go to a top club, everyone calls it a scam.

Young Master Mang stood on tiptoe and leaned close to the microphone, saying loudly, "If any team thinks they are worthy of me, feel free to extend an invitation."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The reporters were left standing there bewildered, exchanging bewildered glances, realizing this was the most arrogant player—or rather, the most arrogant restaurant server—they had ever seen.

The match caused a huge uproar in all sectors after it ended.

The other teams from the Royal Cosmo Towers immediately filed for arbitration with the Football Association.

They insist that the player's ability to crawl on all fours and achieve sprint speeds comparable to Bolt's must be due to the use of performance-enhancing drugs.

The Football Association rejected their appeal and disclosed the pre-match drug tests, showing that all Hamburg players passed the doping tests and there were no problems.

Searches for Hamburger FC immediately went viral online, with people from all over the world flocking to the headquarters of this miraculous club – the Old John's Burger on 17th Street.

Every day, long lines form outside the burger joint, with people from all over the world coming to join the fun.

Many online celebrities take pride in posting a photo with John Sr. on social media.

Old John also jumped on the bandwagon by hanging up the day's autographed jersey in the store.

The international student from China was puzzled when he saw the Chinese characters "李基" on the goalkeeper's jersey.

The store offered a large number of related items for sale, and the TV in the store played the same match on a loop all day long.

Various bizarre and memorable moments from the match went viral online, with many creating fan-made content. The scene of the Royal team kneeling down was even turned into memes by opposing fans and went viral across the internet.

This match was also referred to by Royals fans as a "dark night".

When the replaced players saw the game footage and highlights, they were all dumbfounded.

Jama, who was replaced by Shark Baby, exclaimed in surprise: "Did I do this? I can crawl on all fours and carry a ball in my mouth?"

Benny, who had been replaced by the second young master, grinned from ear to ear: "I'm too good! I scored seven goals against the Royals!"

Odo, who was replaced by Li Ji, was dumbfounded: "I can speak French now? How come I can't speak it anymore?"

Although they no longer remember the match, these football prodigies, full of dreams, unanimously acknowledged that they were the ones who completed the game when offered offers by top European clubs.

Because they were not bound by professional contracts, these three outstanding players were immediately sought after by various teams.

In an effort to bolster the attacking threat on the flanks, Manchester United's sporting director immediately flew to France to discuss a contract with Jamaat.

Upon hearing that representatives from three other top clubs were on their way, the football director acted swiftly, signing Jamal to a three-year contract with a weekly wage of £30,000 without any trials.

Despite being a low-paid player within the team, Jamal signed the contract without hesitation.

After all, he doesn't earn that much money in a year, and Manchester United doesn't require trials, so he won't be exposed.

When he boarded the plane to England, the head coach warmly welcomed him and put him through a physical fitness test.

The assistant coach stood by the track with a stopwatch in his hand: "We'll test your best speed first. You can choose any running style you're comfortable with."

Jama leaned forward slightly, clenching his fists, like a high school student standing at attention.

"I'm ready."

The teaching assistant asked again, "Are you really ready?"

"We're really ready."

The assistant coach looked at the head coach and team executives beside him.

This physical test was extraordinary, with not only the coaching staff but also the team's top management and even legendary star David Beckham attending the training ground, all just to catch a glimpse of this man whose speed rivals that of a cheetah.

Everyone looked at Jama with anticipation.

The coach and guests joked, "As expected of a super speedster, even his running form is extraordinary. He can achieve the most amazing results with the most beginner-level running form. Our team is currently lacking a speedster like him."

As the starting gun fired, Jama dashed off like a snail.

The speed cannot be described as slow, but it is not fast either.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Jama slowly and leisurely ran the 50 meters.

Beckham remarked, "It doesn't look fast, but it produces unexpected results." The assistant coach looked at the stopwatch with surprise at 9.58 seconds, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

The passing score for the team's physical fitness test is 8.5 seconds.

This speed doesn't even meet the health standards for middle school students.

The head coach looked at him with a smile, and he reluctantly announced the number: "9.58 seconds."

The coaching staff and Beckham's expressions froze instantly.

The clueless higher-ups were still chuckling foolishly: "Wow, that's fast. Bolt's world record is almost up too."

The head coach was too embarrassed to say that Bolt ran 100 meters while Jama ran 50 meters.

His brows twitched a few times as he looked at the simple-minded, expressionless Jia Ma in front of him and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Let's test it again, run with your four limbs that you're most comfortable with."

Although the head coach hasn't figured out how to integrate a four-limbed player into his tactics, as long as the speed is fast enough, nothing else matters.

Jama did not argue, but silently lay on the ground with his buttocks sticking up high.

Everyone watched intently again, and Beckham chatted with the executives, saying, "I watched that game. He was incredibly fast on all fours. Normally, running on all fours is much slower than running upright. I'm also very curious about how he did it."

"boom--"

The starting gun fired, and Jama started running.

He crawled around on the ground uncoordinatedly, his buttocks sticking up high, moving at a pace comparable to walking.

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, he climbed fifty meters in 20 seconds.

The club president was furious. He asked the football director beside him, "Have you signed the release clause?"

The football director nervously said, "Sign, sign."

"How many?"

£6000 million.

"What? Who would spend 60 million pounds to buy him?"

The higher-ups remained silent, knowing that few, besides themselves, would make such an impulsive transfer.

In the past few years, the club has made outrageous transfers that are practically money laundering, and fans have long been used to the club spending a lot of money to buy flops that have no results.

The following day, Manchester United announced that their new signing had been injured in training and would be unable to complete his registration during the East Transfer Window, with no specific return date set.

There are more than one victim in this case.

Goalkeeper Oddo, who scored in the last match, is also being sought after by major clubs around the world.

After all, there are very few men in the world who can make Manelli sigh with admiration.

When faced with the choice between competing for the highest honor with European powerhouses and the lucrative salary offered by Saudi Arabian clubs, Oddo decisively chose money.

A Saudi Arabian football team offered a salary of 1000 million euros per year.

However, they must complete the trial training before they can sign a contract.

This refugee from Africa, who came to France to work, was just passing by the stadium when, because of his tall and strong build, he was called up by the Hamburg team to be their goalkeeper.

He didn't understand football; he just wanted the 50 euro prize money from that match.

Now he stands on Saudi Arabia's largest football stadium, waiting for a trial with the team.

Not only the coaching staff, but all the first-team members were present.

A burly European man walked towards him.

"I'll practice with you in a bit."

The assistant coach joked, "Ronaldo doesn't usually have sparring partners. He watched your game and is very interested in you, so do your best later. Relax, and if nothing unexpected happens, you'll definitely stay."

(End of this chapter)