Inside the stadium, Armando followed behind the team and slowly walked out of the players' tunnel.

Jorge didn't seem to be affected by the press conference at all, and walked over to him laughing.

"Wow...... Armando, what a wonderful statement you made, but I don't know how many goals you will lose with your father's garbage tactics? ”

Speaking the most poisonous words, but with the kindest smile, Jorge's despicability and shamelessness are vividly revealed at this moment.

Armando was about to strike his lips against him, but he felt a flower in front of him, and then a loud crash sounded in front of his eyes.

"Bang!"

"Ah...... Yes...... My nose! ”

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