American Scandal King

Chapter 200: Just Revenge from the Italians

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

The Italians, as the victims, cursed bitterly.

It won't be long before Ahn Jung-hwan is kicked out of Perugia, and all Koreans in Italy will become pariahs.

But what people don’t expect is that a second dark scene will soon unfold.

For all this, Ian just waited silently.

If you do it now, the things that should happen later won’t happen.

Time flies, and it is June 6nd, South Korea vs. Spain.

This time, Ian simply didn't go to watch the event in person. Instead, he and Britney stayed in the hotel and had fun watching TV.

Britney lay in Ian's arms, playing with him, looking at the TV screen and said, "So, this time will be the same as last time?"

Ian rubbed Candy harder, "Hmm, it won't be as obvious as last time, but it's still true."

Brittany looked at him puzzledly: "How do you know so clearly?"

Ian thought about it, picked up his laptop and played a recording for Britney.

That was the shady recording that Ian had obtained.

Listening to the recording, Britney cried out: "Fuck! I thought you made all the decisions on your own. Ian, it turns out you knew it all along!"

"At least I can judge the character of Koreans... This is not something you can get by luck." Ian laughed and hugged Britney, rubbing her.

He laughed and said, "This is the media. We can get any information we want and make the most of it."

Britney looked at Ian with admiration: "You really are omnipresent!"

Ian shook his head: "Not for you."

Britney bit her teeth and said, "Be gentler to me, and I might give you a chance."

She was completely impressed by Ian.

Ian chuckled and kissed Britney, "That's exactly what I was expecting, baby."

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

The efforts of the Spanish players were wiped out by the referee's black whistle!

The game is finally over.

Britney could hear the angry curses of the Spaniards and see Ian's high spirits in her eyes!
She put her arms around Ian's neck: "Will you continue?"

Ian kissed her snow-white neck gently: "The Koreans want to continue, but there will be no more opportunities."

Brittany giggled, "I'm not asking about them, I'm asking about us!"

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

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

nightfall.

The hotel was still brightly lit.

A short and fat man walked out of the hotel. He was the Ecuadorian referee Moreno, the number one black whistle in history.

He looked around cautiously and then walked towards an alley.

A black car was parked at the entrance of the alley. He pulled into the driveway. "Why do you have to see me at this time? You know we shouldn't... Damn it, who are you?"

He looked at the people in the car in astonishment.

Kreps's huge bald head shone.

He smiled and pointed the gun at Moreno: "Don't shout."

Moreno was trembling all over.

The car door was locked and it drove into the darkness, through the streets, and into a remote countryside.

As the car stopped, Kreps waved the gun in his hand: "Get out."

Moreno got out of the car tremblingly and entered the low room.

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

They wore raincoats, and underneath they wore felt hats, gloves, and masks, covering almost all of their skin, leaving only their eyes exposed.

Even so, because of the close proximity, Moreno could tell they were all black. “You can’t do this!” Moreno shouted.

A strong black man who wrapped himself tightly had pressed Moreno onto a stool and tied him up with a rope.

Kreps came to the window and gestured to the opposite side.

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

Then a strong man in a raincoat picked up a chainsaw from the room and looked at Moreno with a grin.

To ensure the shot was clear, he moved out of position to capture Moreno's entire face.

Then he said, "We know you took half a million Koreans. For this small sum, you ruined four years of a country's hopes. And now, you will accept bloody revenge from the Italian Mafia."

Moreno yelled frantically: "No! No! You are not the Italian Mafia... Why..."

The next moment a rag was blocking his mouth.

The guy then wielded a chainsaw himself and cut off one of Moreno's legs.

Blood spurted out, he opened his eyes wide, and wanted to scream but couldn't.

The huge pain tore him apart, and at this moment he really regretted it.

For money, I sold not only my honor, but also my life!
Amid the sound of chainsaws, he was cut into pieces and chopped to pieces alive.

After doing all this, Kreps' men nailed his body parts to the wall and wrote in Moreno's blood: "This is the revenge of the Italians!"

Once finished, all the raincoat men began to clean up the traces.

There was nothing to clean up, and as professional butchers, they wore rubber gloves and left no trace.

After leaving the house, everyone left.

Kreps got in the car and picked up the phone: "The Italians have had their revenge."

There was no response from the other end of the phone, just hung up silently.

Kreps smiled slightly and said, "Let's go. Now it's time for the Spanish to have their just revenge."

Haddack asked, "Dismemberment too?"

"No, this time we'll use a knife. Just one cut to the throat. There's no reason for two countries to use the same method." Kreps answered leisurely while smoking a cigar.

………………

Seoul Hotel, 11:30 pm.

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

He said, "I'm seventy-one. Going to bed too late is not good for my health. Ian Carr, what is it that we must talk about now?"

Ian smiled and pushed his laptop towards Murdoch: "What else can it be besides news?"

Murdoch looked at it in astonishment.

Looking at the bloody scene, Murdoch's heart trembled: "Wardfake? Ian Carr, what did you do?"

Ian shook his head slightly. "I didn't do anything. It was Butterfly who took the photo. Don't be surprised. Two referees with unfair whistles would face retaliation. Isn't that normal logic? Butterfly is the best reporter in the world. Isn't it normal for her to target referees like this?"

The logic is normal, but the reality is abnormal!
The fact is, if it weren't for Ian Carr, the two black referees Moreno and Jamal Alghandour would be alive and well.

The Italian and Spanish mafias are not as courageous as they claim to be, and have never been able to complete their revenge for their honor - it's extremely shameful!
Are you worthy of being a gangster?
But in this time and space, Ian helped them complete their revenge.

No need to thank me for saving your reputation!
Sitting on the purple sofa in the living room, Ian looked at Murdoch leisurely. "This is good news, especially since the World Cup hasn't even ended yet. It would be a shame if only CBS released it."

Murdoch understood.

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

Ian spread his hands. "I have evidence that Zheng Mengzhun bribed the referees. He bribed more than just these two. In addition, I also have some conversations with those players. I don't want to waste the value of these good things."

He said as the next video started playing.

Listening to those conversations, Murdoch's eyes began to light up.

Finally, he nodded and said, "The market value has increased by 180%. We can discuss the list of companies not for sale."

Ian smiled and said, "That's not necessary, Mr. Murdoch. As long as I can increase Fox's value, then whatever its assets are, it doesn't matter! Why waste precious cooperation opportunities over those details? I don't want to waste time... Efficiency is the key reason I've come this far. The general direction has been set, and I hope to complete it within the remaining three days."

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

Ian laughed evilly. "News Corporation is the best media in the world! I'd like to give you this reputation, Mr. Murdoch."

(End of this chapter)