Before the penalty shoot-out, there was a very short break.

The players on the Saturday field of Quancheng, who had just been killed, walked to their bench one by one like frosted eggplants.

After 90 minutes of hard work, only to be equalized by the opponent at the last second, such a blow is not easy for anyone to bear.

A few of the guys seemed to collapse, and as soon as they walked to the bench, they collapsed on their seats like a puddle of mud.

The others were no better, standing in front of the bench in a daze, or sitting on the ground. All of them are blind, their eyes are scattered, and they look like a weak girl who has just experienced the rape of gangsters and is doubting the pitiful appearance of life.

"It's flat, it's flat, what's the big deal, it's not as good as others, if it weren't for the opening of the two, you would have lost. I really think I'm a strong team, if you want me to say, if you fight like this, burn high incense!"

Everyone was already uncomfortable in their hearts, and when they heard someone say something cool, they suddenly became angry and looked at the person who spoke angrily.

"Look, am I wrong? If I told you before the game that I could tie with the three golds of the magic capital, you would still be happy to bubble your nose! Now what kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending, the people's hearts are not enough to swallow the elephant·····"

At this time, there is no doubt that there is only one person in the team who can say such cool things.

Lao Wang!

At this time, Lao Wang not only did not regret and sadness, but was very happy.

Let you drag it like 2580000! Think that if you get rid of Lao Tzu, you will really be invincible in the world?

Bullshit!

Without Lao Tzu, you should lose and you have to lose! Don't let me take care of things, that big guy will be finished together!

Heaven is a good reincarnation, who will be spared by the sky!

Originally, he was quite afraid of Gao Yuan, and he had been holding back his cold eyes and watching, but now he was really happy to see Gao Yuan and his gang of "white-eyed wolves" like frost-beaten eggplants.

Joy triumphs over fear, triumph overrides reason.

"Today is a good day, everything you want can come true·····" Lao Wang was so happy in his heart that he didn't hold back, and hummed directly.

"Oops—" Lao Wang's singing came to an abrupt end, and was replaced by a miserable scream, which flew away with a long tail note.

Lao Wang hit the street!

Needless to say, Lao Wang was kicked again.

Deserve!!!

This idea came to everyone's minds, and the team's thinking was unprecedentedly unified.

It's just a hands-on person, but it greatly surprised everyone's expectations, it turned out to be - rich and handsome!

The little fat man has always been known for his good temper, he is very casual on weekdays, there is no smiling shelf, and he was born with a golden spoon, he is used to seeing the big scenes of drunkenness and gold, and he seems to care about nothing in everyone's impression.

But I didn't expect that the clay figure also had an earthy nature, and this time Lao Wang really touched the reverse scale of this rich second-generation son.

Like his teammates, Gao Fushuai felt as disgusting as if he had just eaten a pot of poop, and it was still steaming. At this moment, when I heard Lao Wang's noise, I only felt that a group of green-headed flies flew on the pot of stool, buzzing and upsetting. I really couldn't hold back, and under the drive of instinct, I kicked Lao Wang away in a daze.

However, when he kicked this kick, he was surprised to find that there seemed to be a turbid breath in his chest, and there was a faint feeling of comfort all over his body.

It turns out that venting is so cool!

It's no wonder that there are some people in the second-generation circle, and they like to fight and make trouble, it turns out that venting can really reduce pressure!

Gao Fushuai, who was still a little unsatisfied with this wonderful feeling, tentatively went up again and kicked Lao Wang.

Sure enough, it was that refreshing feeling!

Gao Fushuai was overjoyed when he found the same new continent, and while busy mending the knife to Lao Wang, he greeted his teammates:

"Brothers, come on, vent it and feel comfortable, really!"

Everyone else is stupid, what's going on? Did Gao Fushuai get hit on the head in the game? It's a bit abnormal!

But if you don't beat him, he doesn't beat him, Lao Wang's popularity is very poor, and many people have long wanted to beat him. At this time, he was still sneering, which was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and completely committing public anger.

Under the excitement of the crowd, where would everyone let him go, and suddenly there was revenge, revenge, and a group of people rushed up to beat Lao Wang together.

Not to mention, under extreme depression and anger, venting anger is really a lot more comfortable.

"It's so comfortable!"

"Beat Lao Wang, I feel much better!"

"It turns out that Lao Wang is a koi for decompression!"

Several people were beating and exchanging experiences.

"Don't be stunned, come together!" There are also people who don't forget to share good things and invite friends to come with their teammates.

I have to say that Lao Wang's character is poor to the end. The crying father who was beaten called his mother, and no one came up to stop him, but more and more team members were stimulated to be curious, and with the mentality of trying it out, they also squeezed over and kicked twice.

More and more people crowded over and beat them, and it turned from individual actions to collective actions. Perhaps, this is the classic collective unconscious behavior in psychology.

In the end, the remaining few guys who didn't want to make a move, hindered everyone's kind invitation, and under the collective inspiration, they also joined the team that beat Lao Wang.

Even Gao Yuan couldn't help but go up and kick twice. Not to mention, I really feel a lot better!

This scene happened in front of everyone's eyes.

At this moment, the entire Modu Stadium was quiet and terrifying, because everyone else was dumbfounded.

The coaches and players of the home team, the fans in the stands, the referees in the stadium, the reporters, security guards, and staff on the sidelines... Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

What's the situation?

Did the collective go crazy on Saturday in Quancheng, which was tragically flattened? The whole team actually beat the coach together!

Is this a distortion of human nature, or is it a moral degradation?

Is this a special technical and tactical arrangement, or is it an ancient and mysterious sacrificial ritual?

·····

The scene was so shocking that the referee forgot to blow the whistle.

He has seen a lot of conflicts on the field, group fights are not uncommon, and even teammates on the same team are not uncommon to fight each other. But the whole team collectively beat up the head coach, which is really unseen.

In other words, how should this be judged? Showing a red card en masse? Directly sentenced this team to lose 0:3?

But there is no precedent!

Besides, what a joke! These people are crazy and even their own head coach is beaten, and if they make something against them, the consequences will be ·····

It's tingling down my spine just thinking about it.

The security personnel were also dumbfounded, and their duty was to maintain order on and off the pitch and keep the game running smoothly. If there is a violent clash on or off the pitch, they will definitely stop it as soon as possible.

But what's going on now? Is this considered a brawl on the other side? The whole team participated, not only did not any of them persuade them, but they also fought so happily one by one.

Isn't that part of the game? What is the world's most advanced tactical concept? Or is it a technical and tactical routine designed by the team? Maybe they did it on purpose! Interfering with them at this time is not considered obstructing people's normal preparations!

Under the doubts of everyone, Lao Wang was beaten by the whole team and cried for his father and mother, wanting to live and die.

After fighting for two minutes, the people of Quancheng Saturday, who finally vented the evil anger in their chests, withdrew their troops.

Everyone dispersed, leaving only Lao Wang, who could barely see his human form, shrunk into a ball with a loveless face.

Only then did the referee and the security guards remember their duties, and hurriedly swarmed around and asked.

"How are you? Not dead yet, right? ”

"Do you want to call an ambulance?"

"Do you want to call the police for you?"

"You can still recognize the person who hit you just now, we can testify to you"

·····

At this moment, Lao Wang was already angry, and he hummed and chirped for a long time before squeezing out a few words: "Help····· Hurry up and report · · Newspaper...

The fluttering words of "private" flew through the noise around him and flew directly into Lao Wang's ears.

But it was Gao Fushuai who squeezed to Lao Wang's side again, and said a number in his ear.

Lao Wang seemed to be stuck, and swallowed the words he was about to blurt out back into his stomach.

Although the two eyes were swollen and there was only one slit left, if you could tell them carefully, you could still see that the eyeballs were turning back and forth, as if they were engaged in some fierce ideological struggle.

Gao Fushuai smiled slightly, and whispered a number in his ear.

"If you don't accept it, forget it," Gao Fushuai added.

"Newspaper... Newspaper... With difficulty, Wang squeezed the words out of his mouth, which had lost his front teeth.

The people around frowned, and the security captain had already taken out his mobile phone, ready to call the police according to Lao Wang's instructions.

"Newspaper... Newspaper··· Fart! Lao Wang was in a hurry, and finally made his words clear. We are recovering from the post-game relaxation! Go and go, don't bother us to prepare for the game, we have to play penalties! ”

“······”

The crowd was speechless. Is this recovery training?! You've been beaten stupid!

Believe in your ghost!

How do they know, if it weren't for the fact that the injury was too serious, Lao Wang would now be eager for a carp to fight and come to Jiangnan style on the spot!

Haha, just a fat beating will make Lao Tzu a rich man!

I said I could make so much money, you would have beaten me earlier!

Two more times, it's not impossible!

I think this human sandbag project has great potential and can continue to work in depth. However, oops~ it hurts, so I still have to wait for the injury to get better.

"I said what should you do, won't there be a penalty shootout in a while? Don't interfere with our team's normal preparations! If you lose, can you afford it? Flash aside! ”

Stimulated by money, Lao Wang burst out with tenacious vitality and willpower, although his physical injuries were still severe, his spirit recovered quickly, and he even spoke very neatly.

Since Lao Wang said so, others don't want to do much.

After all, if there is a violent incident, it will have an extremely bad impact on the organizing committee, the referee team, the venue security and other aspects.

Now that the parties are not being pursued, everyone also has the mentality that more is better than less, hello, hello, everyone, let's go.

Besides, what if what Lao Wang said is true, this is the team's original recovery training method?

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ps: The butterfly effect is so wonderful, WH a guy who doesn't know how to write dead words is greedy and eats wild animals containing viruses, which leads to the people of the whole country having a restless life every year, and even more harmful I have to set foot on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

The book will be on the shelves on February 1st, and I originally wanted to save more manuscripts during the holidays in the past few days, but the epidemic is an order, and the responsibility is heavier than Mount Tai, so we must take into account the overall situation, strictly abide by discipline, and obey the arrangement.

I pray for the good luck of the motherland, pray that the epidemic will pass quickly, and pray that myself, my family and the majority of book friends can be safe and healthy.