In the away team's locker room.
Guardiola held a delicate silver knife in his hand.
On the floor were pictures of Satan and a few other people.
Recently, he had been very uneasy because Huang Kaiwen had performed remarkably well as a goalkeeper and had not gotten injured.
He had deliberately made dozens of phone calls to Mourinho, and Mourinho was still in good health.
Every day when Guardiola went out, he was on edge, fearing an advertisement board might suddenly fall on him while walking on the street.
Today's match against Chelsea was another crucial battle.
Guardiola thought instead of waiting for disaster to strike, it was better to take the initiative and sacrifice something of his own.
But after weighing the knife near his finger for a long time, he still couldn't make up his mind.
Fingers are linked to the heart, after all.
Putting down the knife, Guardiola sighed deeply and said, "I guess I'll have to trouble Jose again..."
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