The Barcelona players looked at their opponents with a smug but helpless look, and their faces were full of smiles of successful conspiracy.

Even if they really didn't have a secret deal with UEFA, they could clearly feel that the referee took care of them from the previous Champions League decisions throughout the season.

That's why they take advantage of this so recklessly, which is not gambling, because they have full confidence, and the referee will definitely make a tendentious decision.

It turns out that their idea is right, especially in the offside area, as long as the offside trap is set, as long as it is not obviously not offside, the referee will finally award Inter offside.

Even Yaya Toure knew that he was clearly on the same level as Vardy just now, and there was no such thing as offside, but the fact is that the referee still awarded offside.

Perhaps, with just one referee, Barcelona has become invincible.

When the Inter players were driven away by the referee, Vardy stood in front of the referee, looked at the referee expressionlessly, and said nothing, but the meaning revealed in his eyes made no one see it, until the referee was furious.

Then, Vardy turned to leave, still without a word.

Leaning sideways and looking up at the box, Vardy knew that maybe some big guy was smiling smugly there, laughing and laughing all under control.

Never mind!

Have a good laugh!

Because soon I'll make you laugh!

Never laugh again!

I do what I say!

Never break your word!

The sharp light in Vardy's eyes seemed to be hotter than the lights on the pitch.

After Barcelona restarted, perhaps because of the confidence, it began to press more unscrupulously, completely treating the playing field as its own back garden and taking what it wanted.

However, Inter's performance was more radical, because of the impact of the misjudgment just now, the players' mentality could not be calm at all, under the agitation, there was a feeling of disregarding everything, rushing up, the momentum was like a death, even if they couldn't grab the ball, they had to die with the enemy.

The game suddenly became hot and intense, full of gunpowder, and between just three passes, two Barcelona players had already fallen to the ground, and right under the nose of the referee, Inter was truly unscrupulous.

That's right, Inter are hungry for titles, desperate!

But what's the point of this kind of playmaker who doesn't even want you to win, and you still play step by step?

Instead of suffocating and aggrieved to death, it is better to have a vigorous explosion that will blow the whole world to pieces.

What I can't get, don't think you can get!

At that moment, even the Inter players already had the idea of breaking the jar.

The referee's whistle sounded, and Busquets, who was rolling on the ground holding his ankle, decisively called a stretcher to enter the field, and then gave Stankovic a yellow card, and if he didn't do it, the referee knew that the game might get out of control.

The Barcelona players saw the miserable situation of their teammates and came to Stankovic in anger to settle accounts, but how could the Inter players stand by and rush over to join the team, and another large-scale melee between the two sides began.

However, unlike the turmoil of the first half, this time it was obviously more hot, under the gradually uncontrollable temper of the Inter players, simple pushing and shoving could no longer satisfy their desires, only fists, fists full of power, could vent the endless indignation in their hearts.

Puyol rushed over and pushed Stankovic to the ground with both hands, but before he could make the next move, McCone had already punched Puyol on the cheek, knocking Puyol to the ground.

Seeing that the captains were knocked to the ground, the Barcelona players couldn't restrain their impulses, and the black and hard Yaya Toure turned over with a punch, and also smashed McCone to the ground.

Where can Vardy endure it, the warrior monk's attributes are already ready to move, and his hands and feet have involuntarily trembled, not nervous, not afraid, but the excitement before the big battle.

Yaya Toure was about to make a move on McConn who was lying on the ground, and Vardy flew up and kicked Yaya Toure, maybe Yaya Toure was a good fighter, but Vardy, who was possessed by a warrior monk, absolutely taught him how to be a man every minute.

However, just when Vardy was already flying into the air, he was stuck in the air, and he was stopped by the waist and hugged there, and he couldn't kick Yaya Toure.

At this time, if you hold yourself, it must be the opponent's bastard, and without saying a word, Vardy is ready to smash a punch when he returns his hand.

However, just as the fist was about to hit the person behind him in the face, it finally stopped in front of the person, and the distance was probably only a few centimeters.

Vardy never imagined that it was his own goalkeeper Cesar who hugged him.

Are you hugging my dry hair?

Undercover?

Everyone has already done it, but you are blocking your own people, what is this not an undercover agent?

But before Vardy could speak, Cesar hugged himself and dragged him down the field, coupled with the assistant coach rushing over from the bench, Vardy was actually carried away from the battlefield by the two.

"Don't stop me, or we'll suffer! Let go and let me pass! ”

Vardy roared loudly, but Cesar and the assistant coach still held on to him, not giving him a chance to join the team.

"Calm down!" Cesar suddenly burst into Vardy's ear, leaving Vardy stunned.

"Either way, as long as you're on the pitch, we have hope of winning! If you want to fight, there will be a chance in the future, and the championship is just around the corner, please promise me that you must not do it! ”

Seeing Cesar's solemn and pleading expression, Vardy let out a sigh of relief, gradually recovering from his anger, and his expression became calm.

Yes, no matter what, as long as he is still on the field, he has a chance to lead the team to win the championship against Barcelona, even if several teammates are sent off, but Inter still have the hope of winning the championship.

Maybe he is doing it now, but he has lived up to the expectations of all Inter fans.

If you are sent off, you can only watch your teammates work hard for the final championship, but you can't help the team, even if it's just to help.

I don't think the feeling of being able to exert my strength is not good!

Cesar is right, at least with Jamie Vardy there, Inter will keep the fire, and there will be a moment when this fire will turn into a fire that will burst into the sky.

"I won't move, I can let go!" Vardy spoke calmly to Cesar and the assistant coach.

Then, as the players on both sides trembled together, Vardy turned and walked slowly into the half-pitch, the incredible back, accompanied by the gradually imposing background music, looked extremely majestic.