All of this points to a season in which PSG will fail.

At the same time, some people predicted that if it was not handled well, Boas's relationship with his disciples would break down.

Even the opponent of the French League Cup final, Guingamp FC, made a statement:

If you can't win even Paris Saint-Germain like this, you're a failure as a football club! ’

All public opinion is one-sided, and everyone is waiting to see this once unbeatable giant team make a big joke.

As the saying goes, the wall is falling and everyone is pushing, and for the Ligue 1 team, the change in Paris is an opportunity for promotion.

Paris have ruled Ligue 1 for too long, and it's time for a change of boss.

The Paris authorities did not respond to the bad remarks in Europe, as if they acquiesced, which made them even more rampant.

There are rumors that Mbappe has linked up with Real Madrid and is ready to leave.

Some say that Cavani's contract extension with Paris Saint-Germain has been permanently suspended.

Even the Sun newspaper intervened sideways and found a non-existent network map, saying that Yi Le and Boas had a slogan in the locker room and almost made a move.

All this was unsettling for the Parisian fans, and it was in this atmosphere that the French League Cup final officially began.

On this day, the French National Stadium was full of people.

Fans of both finalists came to watch the match, but compared to the cheerful Guingamp fans, the Parisian fans were much less emotional and a little nonchalant at the same time.

Although the Parisian fans have a certain advantage in numbers, they are much less popular.

As the saying goes, people's hearts are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead.

Now this Parisian team, even the Parisian fans are desperate.

The streets are lined with intimidating Guingamp fans, shouting slogans and singing loudly in the sky.

Everyone had a cheerful smile on their faces, as if they had already won.

And when they walked past the Parisian fans, there was always a hint of mockery in their eyes.

The team they once feared no longer has that magical dominance.

Now Paris is no longer so terrifying, even Guingamp has the power to fight.

The contrast is clear.

When the phalanx of Guingamp fans crossed the Parisian fans, they would subconsciously raise their voices, as if they were demonstrating.

And looking at the silent Parisian fans, they will show a triumphant smile,

In this strong contrast, Wendy, a reporter from the "Team Daily", pressed the shutter and recorded the moment with the camera in her hand, and said softly at the same time: "The villain has a will!" ”

If Paris Saint-Germain in its heyday, Guingamp's provocative result would only be a game of slaughter.

However, now Paris .....

Ay~~~~~

Wendy shook her head.

Ligue 1 hegemon? Guts? ...

None of this makes sense anymore.

Suddenly, a rough voice suddenly sounded.

"Forward!!!! PSG！！！！！ ”

The sound was like thunder on the ground, which really startled Wendy.

She followed the prestige, did not see anyone, and saw a banner first.

It was a blood-red flag with the word 'courage' written on it in black French.

As the flag drew closer, the crowd consciously parted to the left and right, and Wendy saw Biaron's figure.

He was shirtless, showing the tattoo of No. 21 on his back, with a cloth bag tied to his waist with a large horn, and an ear-hanging microphone.

With a Parisian scarf on his shoulders and a flag in his hands, he marched forward like a fighter.

Through the trumpet, his voice alone drowned out the entire Guingamp policy.

His steps were unusually firm, his eyes were straight ahead, and he shouted a slogan with every step.

"Enter with a brave heart and glory!"

"Onward! PSG！！ ”

The voice was a little hoarse due to the loud roar.

Biaron crossed Wendy and headed straight for the Guingamp fans.

Wendy looked at Biaron in amazement, not knowing what this guy was going to do, but she had a faint bad premonition.

Looking at Bi Allon, the Guingamp fans all looked over, but their eyes were not very friendly.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, Bi Yalong was rummaging for something in his pocket, and the Guingamp fans also looked at him suspiciously.

I saw that the corners of Bi Allon's mouth showed a trace of arc, he pulled out his hand, raised his middle finger, and shouted with a rampant face: "Idiots of Brittany, the championship belongs to Paris!" ”

Rumble!!!!

The audience was in an uproar!

Wendy also turned pale and scolded secretly: This madman!

Sure enough, the crowd was about to riot in the next second.

In the surging crowd, Biaron was quickly overwhelmed.

Two minutes later, SWAT units were dispatched to suppress the riot.

When a SWAT officer pulled up the strong man riding on Bi Yalong, he couldn't help but gasp.

Bi Yalong, who was lying on the ground, had a blue nose and swollen face, his arm was broken all the time, and he couldn't find a piece of good meat in his body, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Dead?" The policeman said in horror.

And the Parisian fans on the periphery had a faint anger in their eyes.

The abusers of Guingamp, under the hostage of the police, resisted violently and continued to insult in the direction of Biaron.

"Vice-ridden Parisians!"

"You're a bunch of homeless wretched!"

"Paris? Champion? That's a joke! ”

Listening to the piercing scolding, the expressions of the surrounding Parisian fans became more and more ugly.

On the other hand, Bi Yalong, who was lying on the ground, coughed, and then couldn't help grinning.

The smile was inexplicable to those around him.

Bi Yalong said intermittently: "Guy... Man, I think... Think, it's time for you to call for support. ”

SWAT: "??? ”

Rumble!!!!!!

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw that the Parisian fans, who were supposed to be safe, suddenly rioted.

One by one, they looked at the Guingamp fans with red eyes.

"Come on! Come up heads-up! ”

"You beat up our people, thinking this is the end?"

"It's just getting started, hillbilly, let Lao Tzu tell you what a fight is!"

"Up! Kill them! ”

"Up, up, up!!"

The riots escalated abruptly, with hundreds of fans in Paris and Guingamp fans fighting viciously.

This riot caused chaos at the scene.

In the distance, Wendy looked at this scene in shock, subconsciously turned her head to look at the blood-red flag that was constantly swaying, and sighed in her heart:

Is that the answer you gave me?

Guts?

This should be called paranoia!

Wendy shook her head helplessly, she found herself underestimating the cohesion of the Paris Saint-Germain team.

Maybe... The resilience of Paris is enough to shock the world!

......

"At half past two o'clock in the afternoon, on the rue Villeur, there was a clash between Parisian fans and Guingamp fans, and a riot of hundreds of people formed on both sides, caused by a fan leader named Biarón who provoked each other, and now the riot has subsided, and the incident is still under investigation...."

In the dressing room, the Parisian players listened quietly to the news and waited for it to finish.

Thiago. Silva took a deep breath and suddenly got up and said, "It's our turn now!" ”

"Forward!! PSG！！ ”

The crowd shouted, "Forward!!" PSG！！ ”