Hearing the conversation between the two, Director Xiao Yan, who was also on the rostrum, became interested.

Thinking of the way the man in the coach's seat looked at him before, he couldn't help but be a little curious and asked:

"Who is this man? Listen to what you mean, why does he always get red and yellow cards! ”

"A neurotic! In the semi-finals, he held the ball and didn't give it to the serving player, and was sent off with a red card, but he didn't leave, and was finally dragged out by the players of his own team! When I got to the stands, I didn't stop, and I still made a lot of noise to interfere with the game! It's a headache. Now he has a total of one red card and one yellow card, and he is the winner of this competition! More cards than the player who kicked the ball! ”

Another person added, "I think that in the next competition, everyone must provide proof of mental health when registering, and resolutely put an end to this kind of mental illness from participating in the competition!" ”

Director Xiao Yan's face was full of black lines when he listened, what kind of person is this! How could there be such a wonder!

But he seems to be a little familiar, but how could he have seen such a neuropathy?

Li Xiaopeng, the coach of the Taishan team, laughed when he heard it, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he said in the standard Qinggang accent: "This little brother is very shaky, it's a little interesting!"

The discussion in the stands was very lively, but Gao Yuan on the bench didn't know it, and he didn't dare to call the referee anymore after receiving a yellow card. Instead, he ran to Gao Fushuai, who temporarily left the scene for treatment due to injury, and asked with concern: "Can you continue to persevere?"

"Okay"

"Do you dare to continue to fight him? Do you want someone else to guard against him? Gao Yuan was agitated again.

"If you don't dare, isn't it a foul! I'll be afraid of him! ”

Although Gao Fushuai does not have the general arrogance of the second ancestors, he is also more arrogant than ordinary people.

"Then be careful, that guy is very shady at football!"

Speaking from the heart, Gao Yuan didn't expect the tattooed man to be punished. Because as far as the urine of the referee today is concerned, as long as the tattooed man does not use a machete to cut people on the field, it is estimated that there will be no red card.

He only hoped that Gao Fushuai could provoke the other party, make him lose his mind, and fall into one breakthrough attempt after another, and end the overall attack of the bridge flame on the tattooed man.

However, how long can such a strategy last? It's an unknown.

The tattooed man may come to his senses at any time; They may also give up trying because of repeated failures; The opposing coach may also quickly spot the clues and adjust the tactics; Even the other party's ferocious retaliatory foul will make Gao Fushuai afraid to back down.

In short, this is not a long-term solution, it can only temporarily end the opponent's attack, and if you want to turn defeat into victory, you must find a better way!

However, in the face of a huge gap in strength, is there really any good way?

On the field, the battle between the tattooed man and the rich man continues.

The Flyover Flames organized an attack, and the ball fell back and forth at the feet of the players, but it was slow to reach the feet of the tattooed man.

In fact, his teammates were also hesitating, and everyone could see that the tattooed man and the other party's little fat guy were on the bar! However, it is obvious that the opponent can't pass the other party, and passing the ball to the tattooed man at this time is tantamount to the end of the offense.

But the tattooed man didn't have the consciousness to get off the donkey. Dissatisfied, he yelled at the young players on the team: "Pass me the ball!"

Those who mix the rivers and lakes pay attention to face, and they have repeatedly failed to pass others, and they have lost face! If you endure this tone, how will you mix in society in the future!

Therefore, he must compete with the little fat man opposite, either pass the other party or abolish the other party!

The ball bully was furious, and his teammates didn't dare not give him the ball, and the ball was handed to his feet again, and the defender was still Gao Fu Shuai.

"Little fat man, I warn you again, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite."

The tattooed man did not rush to break through with the ball this time, but first verbally threatened.

"If you want to pass, don't BB" Gao Fushuai doesn't eat this set.

"Oh,, I've got your face!" The tattooed man was really angry, and the cat raised his elbow and hit the ball forward.

He also understands, what kind of fake action is not fake action, the other party is not shaking at all, just click as soon as possible, and hit it!

He bent on his waist, on the one hand, to lower the center of gravity to protect the ball, and on the other hand, to gather strength and strengthen the impact.

As for the two large flower arms that were erected, they were purely for elbow fouls.

Gao Fushuai didn't expect the other party to crash over like a battering ram. This is kicking a ball, it's obviously a good thing to hit people with the ball! After a stunned effort, he was hit by the tattooed man, and his elbow was pounded on his chest, pushing out several meters away.

The referee turned a blind eye again, without the slightest hint.

Gao Fushuai only felt that his chest was tumbling for a while, and he couldn't get up for a breath and suffocated to death.

He's really angry this time, what is this for? Playing football or playing rugby! Even if you're WWE, you have to have a rule! Why should you hit me, can't I hit you?

As the saying goes, the clay man still has an earthy nature! What's more, how could a second ancestor like Gao Fushuai have been so angry!

Suddenly anger rose from the heart, and evil arose to the side of the guts. Rushed behind the tattooed man.

Several strides rushed to the side of the tattooed man, and one of them grabbed it with a crotch step, and it hit the tattooed man.

The tattooed man was proud, who would have thought that the other party would chase after him so quickly, and he didn't expect the other party to dare to fight against his body.

Unsuspecting, he was directly hit by Gao Fushuai and flew out.

The referee's whistle sounded at great speed, and at the same time, at the speed of 100 meters of wild running, he rushed to Gao Fushuai's side, and raised his hand to be a yellow card.

WTF？ This action gives a yellow card! What was the other party's elbow before? Isn't it enough of a red card!

Gao Fu was handsome just now, but his movements were still defensive actions on the football field, but the range of movements was larger, which belonged to the category of actively seeking physical confrontation.

If such an action is in the Premier League, the Soviet Super League and other leagues that encourage physical confrontation, it may not be considered a foul, and the deliberate elbow strike of the tattooed man is not of the same nature at all.

Gao Fushuai was about to reason with the referee, when he suddenly saw the referee looking behind him, with a look of horror in his eyes, he was a little inexplicable, and suddenly heard a strong wind behind him.

Not good!

Gao Fushuai instinctively wanted to run, but it was too late, and before he could step out of his legs, he only felt a huge force on his back, and with this huge force, he only felt that his body flew forward like a cloud.

There was an uproar in the stands.

The audience let out an incredible exclamation!

And the leaders of the organizing committee on the rostrum had a thought in their minds: this competition is over!

Gao Fushuai was kicked out by an annoyed and angry tattooed man from behind!

Tattooed men are crazy!

On the court, he has always kicked others, and today someone dared to hit him!

It's the other way around!

Coupled with the failure of the previous one-on-one breakthroughs and the accumulation of a large amount of anger, now his anger value has exploded! Finally, I couldn't suppress it anymore, and I directly released the big move!

I have to admit that this leg movement is stretched, full of power, extremely fast, and the leg wind is fierce! Full of anger and arrogance, mixed with the contempt of the king!

It is really a classic of tattooed men who have fought in the rivers and lakes for decades and in fights!

So much so that Lao Wang on the sidelines couldn't help but sigh.

"Damn, Fengshen legs!"

Gao Yuan glanced at Lao Wang in disbelief, and felt the strangeness of Lao Wang's brain circuit! Now that your team is getting beaten, are you sure it's a good time to sigh at the opponent's legs?!

"What are you doing! Hurry up and protect your teammates! Gao Yuan yelled at Lao Wang and the stunned others on his bench. Then he rushed into the stadium first.

Now there is no need to ignore the rule that non-contestants are not allowed to enter the competition venue without permission, because the scene is completely out of control!

The tattooed man's kick was like pouring a bucket of blood into the sea full of sharks, and suddenly the entire Skybridge Flame Team was agitated!

The whole team rushed up like zombies infected with the T-virus and pounced on the players of Spring Saturday.

The Quancheng Saturday players on the field thought at first that the opponent rushed up to find trouble with Gao Fushuai, and at first they wanted to stop and persuade them, but they didn't know that the other party was attacking indiscriminately, and they would fight when they saw someone!

The Flyover Flames is worthy of being an old rogue team, and the skills of fighting and brawling are higher than the level of kicking! All kinds of long fists fly legs, dodge and move, and the opponent is unable to parry.

Ma Zhu is tall and has a big target, he was about to stop a bald head with a big gold chain on the bench, who knew that the opponent rushed up to be a little cannon, and Ma Zhu's thin and tall figure fell to the ground in response.

The kidney-deficient man didn't know who had his eyes closed, and his right eye was swollen like a panda.

The fat defender was even worse, being kicked to the ground by several big men, and being kicked around like a round ball.

Gao Yuan led the people on the bench to rush into the field, originally wanting to turn into a little white dove and call for peace, but in the smoke of the war, they were not given a chance to speak, and they could only use their flesh and blood to block the opponent's fists and kicks to create a chance for their teammates to escape.

Gao Yuan was seeing the tattooed man viciously kicking Gao Fushuai, who had fallen to the ground. The situation was in crisis, and he didn't think much about it at all, so he flew over and hit the tattooed man's back hard, directly knocking the other party into the street.

"Are you alright?" Gao Yuan pulled up Gao Fushuai.

"Not dead yet," Gao Fushuai replied weakly.

"Heroes don't suffer immediate losses, run!" Gao Yuan pulled Gao Fushuai and wanted to run.

But where to run, now the whole stadium is in chaos!

The two looked around, and there were flyover flame players chasing their opponents everywhere, some of them pressed people to the ground and beat them hard one by one, several people beat one of them, and even one person ran after several people!

There was chaos everywhere, and there was wailing everywhere.

However, the combat power of the bridge flame is getting stronger and stronger, not only the rise of the fighting players, but also a lot of new combat power.

In the Tianqiao Flame fans cheering phalanx, many fierce-looking young people jumped directly from the low stands and joined the battle group, and many of them were still holding iron rods, wooden sticks and other guys in their hands.

"It's said that they all play with guys!" The words that the hemp pole had said on the wine table reverberated in Gao Yuan's ears!

The flyover flame proved with practical actions that the rumors in the rivers and lakes were true.

What is a football hooligan? You just have to come prepared, ready to fight!

For them, playing football is just a hobby, and fighting is their job!

As a group of standard football hooligans, they have proved with practical actions that they have not forgotten their original intention and kept their mission in mind!

In the chaos, Gao Yuan saw a guy standing on the sidelines, still staying out of the matter - Lao Wang!

The old guy was the only one in the team who didn't come up to persuade him, and he was still hiding on the bench, using his mobile phone to take pictures of this once-in-a-lifetime lively scene.

This old guy actually sneered when he saw Gao Yuan, who was gray-faced and looked at him.

Nima! Gao Yuan was mad. When is it, and you're still intriguing here! You're a coach! Your teammates were beaten, and if you didn't come up to help, you didn't say anything, and you still had the leisure to record videos!

At this time, a group of thugs with overpass flames rushed towards Gao Fushuai like crazy. After all, the matter was started by Gao Fushuai, and the focus of their attack was also on this little fat man.

"Run!" Gao Yuan pulled Gao Fushuai and ran, but there were too many people on the other side, and he was about to copy it up.

At this critical moment, Gao Yuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

I'm sorry, Wang!

Gao Yuan pointed to Lao Wang, who was triumphantly recording a video, and shouted to the pursuers as he ran:

"That bald man with a mobile phone is the coach of Spring City Saturday!"

Wang: ???!!!

A group of people who were outflanking Gao Fushuai, when they heard that such a big fish as the opposing head coach had actually slipped through the net, they all stopped the chase and looked at the bald man holding a mobile phone on the sidelines, with green light in his eyes, as if he had seen a hungry wolf with a fat sheep.

This old boy still dares to take pictures with his mobile phone?!

Do you want to leave some evidence?

Look for death!

After being stunned for 3 seconds, Lao Wang looked at the group of ill-intentioned men in front of him in a daze, and muttered: "What, is it too late for me to resign now......

Unfortunately, it was too late, and the last full shot recorded on his phone was several flying legs flying towards him.

The mobile phone fell to the ground, and the camera was pointed at the blue sky, but it still recorded the poignant scolding left by Lao Wang at the moment when he was kicked away:

"High and far your MLgb !!"

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ps: I was criticized by the book friend dolaimi1 today.,Said I keep breaking chapters.,And there's nothing in each chapter.。 Some book friends have talked about this problem before. Let me explain again, I can only write less than 5,000 words every day after work, so in order to increase exposure, I often divide it into two chapters, which will cause some incoherence in the plot and atmosphere, and I am also aware of this.

In order to correct it, in the future, I will try to change as much as possible, and I will also pay attention to the problem of chapters. Present the content of a chapter completely, and prefer to reduce the chapters as much as possible without affecting the reading experience of book lovers.

There is also the abuse of the master, and it will be more difficult to suffer in the sand sculpture team in the early stage, and it will be more refreshing for Niu X to get up in the later stage. Or is it that sentence, this is a long story of millions of words, where is this? There's a long road ahead.

In the end, I still hope that book friends will stick to it with Fenghou, collect more, recommend more, and reward more, so as to provide Fenghou with creative motivation, and do their best to dedicate good works to everyone.

Thank you!