This time, Yan Feng also fell to the ground. His feet hurt so badly that he turned over and sat up, holding his right foot and seeing that the socks were torn, and blood was flowing out of Yunnan.

"I'll copy it, Nima's devil!"

Yan Feng is really hot now. This moment was not just caused by the collision between the two sides in the air. Instead, the other party raised his foot and showed the soles of his shoes.

Yan Feng stood up angrily, and the other party also happened to stand up at this time. This person is the captain of the Japanese team, Makoto Hasebe, seeing this, Yan Feng couldn't help but step forward and scolded angrily: "What devil did I copy!"

"Baga%¥#¥%%" Obviously, the other party still knew Yan Feng's national scolding, and he was also unwilling to show weakness and came back.

"Baga, your mother, the soles of your shoes are shiny, are you still reasonable, a devil with enough words!" Hearing the other party scolding back, Yan Feng became even more angry.

"Hachiga¥E#·%Shina#¥" Makoto Hasebe kept squirting.

"Hmm, what did you say?" Yan Feng's brows furrowed. He didn't understand anything else, but he could still hear it from Baga and China. Especially the latter one, which is an insult to all Chinese.

(Although the word Shina disappeared at the official level.) But it never disappeared in the Devonian forum. In fact, the most annoying thing is not that the Devonian people call it that, but that some people who have forgotten their ancestors say so. ）

The word "China" was used by the Devonians to refer to the Chinese during the invasion of China. Although so many years have passed in history, Yan Feng has never experienced these things personally. But, not to mention what the history textbook says, Yan Feng alone heard the old people in the village tell that tragic history when he was a child.

History may fade over time, but it won't go away. An injury doesn't go away easily, and no matter how much time passes, the scars are already there. It will only fade away, not disappear.

At this moment, as soon as Yan Feng heard this word, new hatred and old hatred surged into his heart. He couldn't help but look at the other party with a sneer, and then reached out his right hand to his opponent's neck.

For a moment, Yan Feng really wanted to exert his strength, strangling the other party like a duck. But the last sanity that survived made him not do it in the end.

Yan Feng finally didn't completely lose his mind, he just withdrew his hand and nudged it.

Makoto Hasebe was made to take two steps back by Yan Feng's nudge. He was stunned at first, but soon he reacted. He pinched back a little angrily, but he didn't retreat like Yan Feng made him, and he didn't even shake his body.

Hasebe Makoto's back pinch, which didn't have much lethality, Yan Feng felt like he was scratching. couldn't help but give the other party a roll of the eye.

Feeling Yan Feng's white eyes, Hasebe Makoto began to get angry as if he had been humiliated. Just then, the other teammates on both sides came over. This made Makoto Hasebe have no chance to make a biao.

As soon as there were many people on both sides, everyone blamed each other, and it was not just a matter of Yan Feng and Hasebe Makoto. The referee was afraid of causing a bigger conflict, so he naturally tried his best to suppress it.

With the mediation of the referee, the conflict did not escalate. And Yan Feng did not walk away because of this, but complained to the referee. He pointed to his bleeding feet and said, "LOCK! ”

Yan Feng made a move for the referee to see the opponent's leg lift. The referee saw that Yan Feng was bleeding, so he naturally asked the doctor to come up first to treat Yan Feng.

"Brother Feng, do you want to do it, it's all bleeding!" Lin Fan and the others also saw Yan Feng's feet bleeding and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's a lottery. There should be no injuries to bones or ligaments. Yan Feng looked at the injury and said calmly. After pinching the other party's neck and venting, my heart was finally not so angry.

"Well, the devil is this yin. Over the years, when I fought each other, I didn't look like much action on the surface, but there were many tricks underneath. Gao Lin said with some resentment.

Don't look at the Japanese team playing technical football. But the physical disadvantage makes them often sneak small moves when they fight. It may not hurt people, but it tends to cause the victim to accumulate anger and finally explode.

"Brother Feng, it's so cool that you pinched your neck just now. It feels like the other person is like a little chick. Haha, I seem to have seen the scene of Brother Li Weifeng pinching the captain of the devil. Lin Fan said excitedly as if he had thought of something fun.

"That's right. I said how familiar it was, like I'd seen it somewhere. Originally, you were paying tribute to Brother Weifeng. Gao Lin patted his head and said excitedly.

"Well, it seems like that. Yan Feng also remembered the classic pictures he had seen. 'Big head' Li Weifeng smiled and grabbed the Japanese player's neck, and then gave a contemptuous look at the Japanese player who wanted to pinch it back. "No wonder I was doing it when I was doing it. ”

"Hehe, don't say anything else. After today, there is a guarantee everywhere on the Internet that there will be pictures of you choking the devil's neck. If it's another game, you might get hacked if you do this. But today, I believe everyone will support you. Lin Fan's eyes rolled around and said.

"Don't be happy, everyone, I guess I'm going to have to eat cards now. Yan Feng also thought of this action at this time, and he must have eaten cards by doing this action himself.

"There shouldn't be a red card. However, I just thought about it, and fortunately the other party pinched back. If the other party falls to the ground, it will not be good, Brother Feng will really be sent off with a red card. Lin Fan suddenly said with some worry.

"That's right. Yan Feng was also glad that the other party was not from the Lacia Film and Television Academy. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable. It seems that he is still too impulsive. As a captain, you really should be more sensible.

If you want to say that you regret it, Yan Feng will not regret it. Even if he really gets a red card, he will still pinch when he should pinch it. It's a man who just can't show weakness for some things. He is still young, and his blood is still there. What is a matter of dignity, can you bear it?

It is estimated that he saw Yan Feng's bleeding feet, or Hasebe's action of pinching back. Yan Feng was not given a red card, but his action of pinching Hasebe's neck still gave him a yellow card.

And Makoto Hasebe was not safe either, he was also shown a yellow card by the referee.

"Shh~" Seeing that Makoto Hasebe also received a yellow card, the Chinese fans in the stands first booed, and then applauded.

"Pinch, it should be pinched. Look at Yan Feng's feet are bleeding. They all jumped up and scrambled, and they even raised their feet to the yin people, and the devil was too yin. Regarding Yan Feng's angry pinching of the opponent and getting a yellow card warning, this time, Chinese fans did not blame him for being reckless.

"Did you see the scene of Yan Feng pinching the devil? I seem to have seen Li Weifeng pinching the captain of the devil in 08. To look at it is to relieve anger. History repeats itself. The devil's body is still so weak. Some old fans said excitedly.

"If this game takes out the devil again, it will be perfect. It's going to be a classic forever. ”

"If the Chinese team's skills can be eighty percent of the devil's, then the devil will not be our opponent at all. ``````”

The captains of the two sides pinched each other, but it seemed that Yan Feng took advantage. Seeing this scene, Chinese fans felt relieved. But when it came to the Devonians, the reaction was different.

The Chinese are really rude. These uncivilized savage races are always like fighting on the court. ”

"A red card, a red card. How can it be just a yellow card? The Chinese must have bribed FIFA. ”

"Damn, inferior Shina! Fight back? Makoto Hasebe, you're the captain of the Japanese team. Beat him!" ''''''

The fans of the Japanese team were cursing, and the Japanese players on the field were naturally even more scolding. Yan Feng could even see the murderous gazes on the faces of many people on the other side.

The Japanese team looked at the Chinese team with ruthlessness. Of course, the Chinese team will not show weakness, and they glared back fiercely one after another.

After the confrontation between Yan Feng and Makoto Hasebe, the smell of gunpowder between the two sides has reached the point where outsiders see it and feel choked.

The referee on duty has been tested on the field for a long time, and naturally feels this delicate atmosphere, and he can't help but swallow his saliva.

"God forbid. These Asians look like they're going crazy. I was so unlucky that I was drawn to blow this game. Looking at the atmosphere, it is very possible to start a group fight later. ”

"Look at the crazy eyes of these people, what will I do if there is a fight? God forbid, you willing. Although I usually pray not much, this time I am the most sincere. The referee couldn't help but scratch a cross on his chest. In the summer, he felt a cold behind him. He was worried that he would not be able to get out of the stadium in the event of a conflict that could erupt at any moment.

It's not just the players who are crazy, it's the tens of thousands of fans in the stands who go crazy is the most terrifying.

The strong smell of gunpowder between the Chinese team and the Japanese team was only felt on the spot. Even outside the venue, those media outside China and Japan can smell the smell of gunpowder that will explode at any time through the television. And the taste is still TNT.

The game quickly resumed. This ball was awarded to the Chinese team.

The Chinese team kicked off and began to organize an offensive. With a strong attacking intent, the Chinese team very much wanted to slap the Japanese team in the face with a goal.

However, this is not an easy way to do. The Japanese team is also very resentful of the Chinese team, and they use very fierce defense to stop the Chinese team's attack. Don't look at the fact that most of the Devonians are relatively thin, but the ruthlessness is inversely proportional.

Tricks, small actions, and not stopping their feet, these things were all used by the Japanese team. Previously, these actions were done in a more subtle way. At this point, some of them are no longer hidden.

Every player in the Chinese team who participated in the attack was subjected to small actions. Under the extremely ferocious defense of the Japanese team, the Chinese team's offensive failed to bear fruit in the end.

The Chinese team's offensive failed. But everything that the Chinese team enjoyed in the process was recorded. On the other hand, when it is the turn of the Japanese team to attack, the Chinese team will naturally not hold back.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. The Chinese team also began to be ruthless, and the ferocity of the defense will not lose to the opponent.

Compared with the Japanese team, which has no advantage in size and likes to make small moves to make secret moves, the Chinese team clearly uses the advantage of physical strength to make you better. Judging from the scene, the Chinese team players are more ferocious, even with some savage momentum.

If I want to get you, I want to get you a devil. The Chinese players who have practiced in the Chinese Super League, once they start to be ruthless, Yan Feng himself has to weigh it.

The movements of both sides are getting bigger and bigger, and many of the movements will not be closed in the slightest once they are out of the foot. The ferocious energy of the two sides fought together, and a football game had the smell of war fighting bayonets.

"Bang. "A ferocious and unreserved scramble caused players on both sides to fall with a howl.

"Bang. "It was another hard-to-go kick and then they crashed into each other and fell to the ground.

"Bang. This time, it was Yan Feng who used the advantage of his body strength to knock Shibasaki Yuesheng into the air.

"Bang!" a rush from Maya Yoshida caused Lin Fan, who was dribbling the ball, to tip over and roll on the ground a few times.

"Beep!Beep!Beep!~~~" As the players on both sides fell to the ground, the whistle continued to sound.

A minute, two minutes, three minutes, more time passes. No one can remember how many times the two sides on the field fell to the ground. Even the referee can't tell how many times he has blown the whistle. Well, he couldn't even remember how many yellow cards he had taken.

"It's almost time to end!" while nervously watching the players scrambling, the referee kept praying in his heart that the game time would end soon.

The number of fouls on both sides increased, and the only good thing was that the hunch of a group fight had not yet occurred.

"Come on the Chinese team, kill them! Come on the Chinese team~~~" The fierce scene seemed to infect the fans, and the fans shouted slogans excitedly.

Since the beginning of the confrontation incident, the competition that originally only stayed at the football level is now about to evolve into the American Wrestling Championship. I don't see much football competition, it's more of a physical collision and hand-to-hand combat.

Even the fans on both sides of the game forgot that it was a football match, and that the scenes like hand-to-hand combat were actually ugly. But at this time, who cares about that?

If you take a player from the other side down, you will get applause from the fans.

"Kill him, kill him~~~"

The clock was ticking on, with occasional shots on goal, but there was little threat, let alone a goal. In the fierce and hot game, the number of shots on goal is even far less than the number of fouls.

The referee was nervous, and he kept an eye on the movements of both sides. Always ready to blow the whistle and ready to rush to the players who separate the two sides. Every minute of the game, he felt like he was suffering.

The referee gasped and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He feels that his level of exhaustion is much greater than that of the players. Just when he thought he was too close to resisting, he subconsciously looked down and saw the watch on his left hand.

A smile of relief and relief appeared on the referee's face. Then the referee's cheeks bulged and quickly collapsed.

"Beep~Beep~~~"

The first half was over. It's finally over.

0:0. There was nothing to be achieved in the first half by both sides.

The first half of the game was over, but the fire on both sides did not dissipate. After glaring at each other fiercely, both sides walked to the sidelines with tiger faces.

"It's finally stopped. The hand-to-hand combat and wrestling competition finally stopped for the time being. It's just that there is still a second half, and I can't imagine what kind of scene will be. Foreign media, which do not belong to China and Japan, finally sighed at this time.