American Gossip King

Chapter 200 A Just Revenge from the Italians

On this day, the biggest football scandal in human history was born, accompanied by the outcry of countless people.

Italians, who were the victims, vehemently condemned the actions.

Before long, Ahn Jung-hwan will be kicked out of Perugia because of this, and all Koreans will become pariahs in Italy.

But what people didn't expect was that a second scandal would soon unfold.

Ian simply waited silently for all of this to happen.

If we do it now, the problems that are bound to happen later will not occur.

Time flies, and it's already June 22nd, the day of South Korea vs. Spain.

This time, Ian simply didn't go to the live event; instead, he and Britney stayed in their hotel room, enjoying themselves and watching TV.

Britney nestled in Ian's arms, playing with him, and looked at the TV screen, saying, "So, will it be the same as last time?"

Ian rubbed Little Sweetie hard: "Hmm, it won't be as obvious as last time, but it's still true."

Britney looked at him suspiciously: "How do you know all this so clearly?"

Ian thought for a moment, then picked up his laptop and played a recording for Britney.

That was the recording of the inside story that Ian obtained.

Listening to the recording, Britney exclaimed, "Fuck! I thought you were just making things up. Ian, so you knew all along!"

"At least I've judged the character of Koreans... This isn't something you can get by luck." Ian laughed and put his arm around Britney, rubbing her.

He laughed and said, "That's the media for you. We can get any information we want and then make the most of it."

Britney looked at Ian with admiration: "You really know how to get in here!"

Ian shook his head: "Not really for you."

Britney gritted her teeth and said, "Be gentler with me, and maybe I can give you a chance."

She was completely captivated by Ian.

Ian chuckled and kissed Britney: "That's exactly what I've been waiting for, baby."

On the green field, the players sweat and fight hard, but all their efforts are no match for the behind-the-scenes manipulators!

The Spanish team's efforts were thus wasted due to the referee's biased whistle!

The match is finally over.

Britney could hear the angry curses of the Spaniards and see Ian's high spirits in her eyes!

She wrapped her arms around Ian's neck: "Will it continue?"

Ian gently kissed her snow-white neck: "The Koreans want to continue, but there won't be another chance."

Britney chuckled, "I wasn't asking about them, I was asking about us!"

"Of course... we're just taking a halftime break."

........................

nightfall.

The hotel was still brightly lit.

A short, stout man emerged from the hotel; he was none other than Moreno, the Ecuadorian referee and arguably the most notorious corrupt referee in history.

He cautiously looked around, then walked into an alley.

A black sedan was parked at the alley entrance. He got into the driveway: "What do you need me for at this time? You know we shouldn't be here now... Damn it, who are you?"

He stared in astonishment at the people in the car.

Kreps' enormous bald head gleamed.

He smiled and pressed the gun against Moreno: "Don't shout."

Moreno trembled all over.

The car doors were locked, and it drove into the darkness, passing through the streets and arriving at a remote rural area.

As the vehicle came to a stop, Kreps brandished the gun in his hand: "Get out."

Moreno got out of the car unsteadily and entered the low-ceilinged room.

Several burly men were already waiting for him in the room.

They wore raincoats, and underneath them felt hats, gloves, and masks, covering almost all their skin except for their eyes.

Nevertheless, because of the close proximity, Moreno could still tell that these people were all black.

Moreno shouted, "You can't do this!"

A burly black man, who was completely covered up, had pressed Moreno onto a stool and tied him up with rope.

Kreps then went to the window and made a gesture towards the other side.

In the house across the street, Vincent stood next to the camera and returned the gesture.

Then a burly man in a raincoat grabbed a chainsaw from the room and grinned menacingly at Moreno.

To ensure a clear shot, he made a point of moving aside to make sure Moreno's face was captured in its entirety.

Then he said, "We know you took 500,000 from the Koreans. For that little money, you ruined four years of a nation's hopes. And now, you're going to face bloody retaliation from the Italian Mafia."

Moreno screamed frantically, "No! No! You're not the Italian Mafia... Why...?"

The next moment, a rag was stuffed into his mouth.

Then this guy personally swung the chainsaw and cut off Moreno's leg.

Blood splattered everywhere. His eyes were wide open, and he wanted to scream but couldn't.

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The immense pain tore him apart, and at that moment he truly regretted it.

For money, he sold not only his honor, but also his life!

Amidst the sound of chainsaws, he was cut into pieces, his body torn to pieces alive.

Having done all this, Kripps' men nailed his severed limbs to the wall piece by piece, writing in Moreno's blood: "This is revenge from the Italians!"

Once finished, all the people in raincoats began cleaning up the traces.

There wasn't much to clean up. As professional slaughterhouse workers, they wore rubber gloves and left no trace.

Once outside the house, everyone dispersed.

Kripps got into the car and picked up the phone: "The Italians have completed their revenge."

There was no response on the other end of the phone; the call was simply disconnected silently.

Kreps smiled slightly: "Let's go, now it's time for the Spanish to exact their righteous revenge."

Haddak asked, "Was it also dismemberment?"

"No, this time, a knife will suffice for a single, decisive blow to the throat. There's no reason for two countries to use the same methods," Kreps replied casually, puffing on his cigar.

………………

Seoul Hotel, 11:30 p.m.

Murdoch sat in a small private reception room prepared for him, looking at Ian with displeasure.

He said, "I'm already seventy-one. Staying up too late is bad for my health, Ian Carl. What is it that needs to be discussed now?"

Ian chuckled and shoved his laptop in front of Murdoch: "What else could it be but news?"

Murdoch looked on in astonishment.

Seeing the bloody scene, Murdoch's heart skipped a beat: "Wardfuck? Ian Carr, what have you done?"

Ian shook his head slightly: "I didn't do anything, it was Butterfly who took the picture. Don't be surprised, isn't it normal for two biased referees to face retaliation? Butterfly is the best reporter in the world, isn't it normal for her to be watching these kinds of referees?"

The logic is sound, but reality is not!

The fact is, without Ian Carr, both of those corrupt referees, Moreno and Jamal Alghandour, would be perfectly fine.

The Italian and Spanish mafia were not as chivalrous as they claimed, and they never managed to carry out their honorable revenge—utterly shameful!

You think you're worthy of being called a gang?

However, in this timeline, Ian helped them complete their revenge.

No need to thank me for saving your reputation!

On the purple sofa in the living room, Ian leisurely looked at Murdoch: "This is good news, especially before the World Cup is over. It would be a shame to only let CBS release it."

Murdoch understood.

He smiled at Ian: "Are you in a hurry to buy Fox?"

Ian shrugged: "I also have evidence that Chung Mong-joon bribed the referees. He bribed more than just these two. In addition, there are some conversations between those players. I don't want to waste the value of these good things."

He then began playing the next video.

As he listened to those conversations, Murdoch's eyes began to light up.

Finally, he nodded and said, "A 180% increase in market value, the list of items not for sale can be discussed further."

Ian laughed, “There’s no need for that, Mr. Murdoch. As long as I can increase Fox’s value, its assets don’t matter! Why waste precious opportunities for cooperation on those details? I don’t want to waste time… Efficiency is a major reason I’ve gotten this far. The general direction is set, and I hope to complete it within the remaining three days.”

As he spoke, he replayed the video of Moreno's tragic death: "This is my gift to News Corporation. As for Chung Mong-joon and the South Korean team's share, they will be given to you after the agreement is signed... These will all be exclusive to News Corporation! Ian Carr came to South Korea, but to no avail. He gained nothing and was completely defeated by News Corporation."

Ian grinned wickedly: "News Corporation is the best media company in the world! I'm happy to bestow that reputation upon you, Mr. Murdoch."

(End of this chapter)