At the Vizela Stadium, in the away dressing room, head coach Ammorim was happy like a child.

He patted this, patted that, as if the game had been won.

Seeing the morale of the team high, Losarino felt that it was all his own credit, so he smiled at the players with a fluttering smile: "The other party's Bonatti, who used to be a waste when he played as a winger, and that Teksera, a person who can't even carry the ball well, can score two goals in Braga, it's a joke."

Mateus laughed: "Porto is rubbish, they can't even win Vixena, and this season without the help of the referee, they are already useless."

Striker Paulinho also laughed: "And that Claudemere, is he worthy to play as a central defender? Does he have that strength? I really laughed at it."

Gabbiadini also disdainfully said, "The other party is too arrogant, he actually sent a 16-year-old child to fight us, it is really ignorant and fearless!"

Amorim said, "Isn't it! Did he really think it was a game? Just someone who wants to fight us? It seems that I overestimated this Simon King, and I told Carlos before that this Simon King is a very good coach, and I am really blind."

Vice-captain Palsingha said, "Ammorim, you're not blind, it's all because Simon King's luck was too good before, in fact, before I started fighting, I also thought that Vixerna really had a few brushes!"

"Hahaha!"

The smug laughter of the whole team rang out in their mocking discussions.

Losalino said proudly, "When this Simon King was learning tactics under me, I didn't think highly of him. A guy who hasn't played before, he doesn't understand a lot of what I'm talking about."

Fei Luo also said: "You are an expert, many of your tactics, even a professional coach like me, sometimes have to digest for a long time, let alone him!"

Ammorim said: "This game can be won, Mr. Losalino should be the first to take credit, I almost listened......

Speaking of which, he probably felt that it would be disrespectful to name Bruno directly, so he changed his words, "I almost made a mistake."

Hearing him say this, Bruno's heart was completely cold.

A pessimistic mood that "the sword should have roared to the sky, but the hero has no choice but to drift" began to entangle in his heart, making him begin to regret accepting the job.

But I heard Amorim say again: "Okay, take more rest, the second half is still "me-oriented", I hope you can continue to work hard and beat Vichera back to its original form at once!"

Losalino hurriedly followed, "Come on, boys! The opponent is a bunch of trash, and when they get out, let them know how the trash is written!"

……

On the banks of the river, a team of ten policemen had already handcuffed Edward.

The detective named John asked, "Who called the police?" Who are the victims?"

"I'm a victim."

"I'll call the police."

John glanced at the fence, and was immediately shocked by the other party's appearance, and said secretly: "Such a beautiful woman, no wonder someone will kidnap her."

Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, he turned his eyes to Simon King.

Suddenly, he thought of the score that Viche had fallen behind on the radio, and even more so of the 1,000 euro ticket in his pocket.

Seeing him look at Simon King's frowns, the agent next to him thought that this was a suspect, and immediately stepped forward to handcuff him.

"Stop!"

John hurriedly scolded, and then wondered, "Are you Simon King?"

"Yes, I'm Simon King."

"Why are you here? We're all about to lose, and you're here?!"

The inspector's tone, because of the backwardness of the score, became very anxious.

Simon King changed color and said, "What? What's going on now?"

John said angrily: "Two goals behind in the first half, the second half just started."

"Holy! How is this possible?" Simon King couldn't believe it.

Just as he was about to open his phone to take a look, he heard John shouting to his subordinates, "Everyone get in the car."

Send the head coach of Vixerna to the court first, and as for the victim, if you object, you can go to the police station first."

"I don't object, I'm part of the team."

"That's fine!"

John beckoned to the crowd and pointed to Fanny on the ground, saying, "Take her with you."

……

On the pitch, Armando's lies have finally brought about some positive changes.

From the second half onwards, Vichena finally had some decent organisation.

But unfortunately, their morale is very low now, and the idea of attacking rhythm is not uniform, so the game has always been 0:2, even a threatening shot, and it can't be played.

On the other hand, Sporting Lisbon has high morale and focused players.

With a big lead, this well-trained team began to deliberately slow down the tempo, obviously waiting for the opponent to make a mistake.

After a while, the time on the field came to the 55th minute.

Ponatti, with the help of Kinkel, cut off the pass of the opposition midfielder Gabbiadini.

After winning the ball, Teksela dropped back to answer and Keeda began to cut inside for insertion.

Bonatti dribbled forward with the ball and met Mateus's up-and-go tackle for a short through pass to the left.

Seeing that Thomas behind him was unguarded, Matthaus chose to shovel.

This shovel kicked directly on Bonatti's calf.

Bonatti screamed, flipped in a circle in the air, and fell to the turf in pain.

"Drop!"

The referee ran over with the team doctor.

After a while, Rafael made a substitution gesture to Armando.

At this moment, Wei Xuena's already low morale simply fell to the bottom, and the little momentum that had just gathered up also dissipated without a trace in an instant.

But what made people even more angry was that Mateus, who had received a yellow card, was laughing at the moment, not only did he act very happy, but even deliberately ran to the stretcher and said to Bonatti: "Take care of your injuries, I will beat you next time we meet!"

Bonatti was furious and tried to struggle, but was finally restrained by the team doctor, but Vixerna's players rushed to him.

They surrounded Mateus, pushing a few from time to time.

But Mateus was not afraid, not only did this guy not restrain himself, but even laughed even more fiercely: "What? If you can't hit the ball, you want to hit someone, right? You're a bunch of trash!"

"Say it to me again!"

Claudemere pushed him in the chest, gesturing to tear.

Of course, Sporting Lisbon's side did not show weakness, and captain Coyates caught up and used his strong body to knock Claudemir out of the way.

Mateus continued: "A bunch of rubbish, at your level, and you still want to get into the Champions League? Silly x."

Hearing this, the corners of the Lisbon players' mouths showed a sarcastic smile, everyone was shaking their heads, but everyone made no secret of their contempt and disdain for Vixena.