The whole stadium was in chaos, and Suker felt that this was the real devil's home field.

Scold the opponent, scold the home team, scold the referee, who has to scold whom!

The energy of this group of fans is so high that they have never shut up since the opening.

Suker shook his head, he wasn't paying attention to these off-field issues, he wanted to focus on playing.

It's still the same old routine, waiting for the opportunity to step forward.

So Suker waited at the back, always ready to sprint.

After seeing Modric holding the ball, Suker and Modric looked at each other, and the tacit understanding between the two came.

Modric plays a long ball straight with his feet.

Suke ran wildly.

Swish!!

Suke's start-up speed is fast, and it's surprisingly fast.

As soon as Zakavic finished scolding the fans, he turned his head and saw that Suker was gone!

"Oops!"

Zakhavich immediately turned around and ran in pursuit.

But his pace couldn't keep up with Suker, who luckily had some problems when he stopped the ball and the ball didn't stop forward, but came to a sideways inward stop of about two metres.

This required Suke to immediately run sideways, and it was also taken advantage of this opportunity that Zakavic knocked Suk down.

Suker was knocked out by Zakavich and flipped sideways.

This hit was heavy enough, and the whole arm seemed to be trembling, and there was a feeling of being broken.

"It's hard!"

Su Ke's face was hideous, he got up from the ground, moved his arm, and did not have a dislocation.

If he is dislocated, he will have to use a status recovery card.

Since it was a one-half-ball, the referee did not blow for a foul.

Su Ke could only admit it.

Zakavich looked at Suke who was getting up, and grinned, "Welcome to the meat grinder!" ”

The Bosnia and Herzegovina Premier League is also known as the meat grinder, and this 'bloody derby' is even more savage among savagery.

However, Suker did not compromise, but tried again and again, and was knocked over again and again.

In the face of this fierce physical confrontation, Suke was at a great disadvantage.

But Su Ke just gritted his teeth, rushed up with a shout, and then was knocked over, got up and continued to rush, anyway, it was just a word.

Dry!

Vansteak watched Suke wrestle with each other like a tendon, rubbing his eyebrows and shaking his head repeatedly.

"What a stubborn donkey!"

Not only Suker, but Modric's side was also violated from time to time.

Even in terms of the number of fouls, it is several times more than Suker.

At 15 minutes, Modric was tackled by the opposing defender.

Modric didn't say a word, got up in pain, and craned his neck to look at the guy who had knocked him over, his eyes full of anger.

Luka Modric turned and demanded possession.

After receiving the ball, Modric pulled the ball at his feet, tilted his left shoulder, and feigned to break through from the left.

When he felt that the opponent's center of gravity was off, Modric adjusted his feet, flicked the outside of his instep horizontally, and turned in the opposite direction.

It could have been a direct breakthrough, but Modric paused for a moment, and when the opponent caught up, the ball was gently pulled horizontally.

The ball slipped under the opponent's crotch and Modric took advantage of the situation to the other side, which was a humiliating move.

Modric also has a temper!

But it didn't turn out very well, and he was knocked over again.

But Modric still got up with his neck stalked, you hit me once, I will tease you once.

The two of them seemed to be on the bar.

Vansteak watched Modric rub his eyebrows again, Suker alone was enough for him to have a headache, but he didn't expect this Croatian genius to be like this.

One is a stubborn donkey!

The other is the silent stubborn donkey!

In the end, Vansted Ark finally couldn't help it.

"Pass the ball! If you want to play wrestling, I'll let you have enough of it when you go back! Vansteak yelled at the pitch; Pass! Pass! ”

Under Vansteak's angry voice, Suker and Modric came back to their senses.

They were still unconvinced, but looking at the manager's angry look, they also understood the priorities.

Immediately, Modric also stopped being obsessed with possession and humiliating opponents, and began to use constant passing and receiving to string the pitch.

Su Ke stopped playing wrestling anymore and began to run left and right frequently.

Seeing Suker swaying in front of his eyes, Zakavich was also irritated.

At this point, Suker suddenly retreated to receive a pass from Modric.

Zakavich was close enough to get past before Suker distributed the ball to Biaral on the right.

Bir Yar stopped the ball and looked up to the far end.

The full-backs subconsciously follow the step, on the one hand, they can intercept, and on the other hand, they can prevent the opponent's long balls.

Bir Yar's eyes were still looking into the distance, but his feet suddenly slammed forward.

The kick was very powerful, but it didn't look like a start-up, it was a pass.

Swish!

At this moment, a figure suddenly sped forward behind the Banja Luka full-back.

Suker cut in diagonally from the gap between the full-backs and centre-backs and picked up the ball and raced towards the baseline.

The full-backs of the Manja Luka had to abandon Bir Yar and rush towards Suke.

Bir Yar, on the other hand, is taking advantage of the trend, while Boake, on the left, is also quickly following.

Luka Modric also followed forward to the top of the arc.

Suker stops the ball on the baseline, followed by a full-back chasing him.

Before the opponent arrived, Suke crossed and rushed to the big penalty area again.

Suker was close to the baseline, and for that reason, the full-backs of the Banja Luka warriors wanted to break the ball out.

Reach straight forward and press with your foot.

But Suke flicked the ball with his right foot, and his left foot gently pushed forward, almost touching the bottom line, and drilled through the gap.

A wonderful croquette!

"Beautiful!"

In the dugout, Vansteak clapped his hands and cheered.

By this time, Suker had already made his way past the opposing full-back and stuffed the ball straight into the middle before another centre-back arrived.

As he stuffed the ball, Suke yelled.

"Leak!"

Bir Yar and Zakavich walked forward closely, and when they heard Suke's words, Bir Yar subconsciously crossed the department.

The ball just slipped under the crotch of the two men.

At the back point, Boame, who was completely unguarded, looked at the empty goal, flipped his foot, and easily completed the goal.

"Goal!!!!! ——”

'Mostar Zlinski's No.21 winger Boame received a sweeping pass from Suker in front of goal and completed the goal.

"He helped Mostar Zlinski to score first in this game!"

"Mostar Zlinjski was still doing well in this game, they showed vitality with their new tactics!"

"No. 99 center Suke, this small center forward also continues to surprise us."

"In the last leg, against Sarajevo Railway Workers, he performed very well in the second half, and Suker, who started this game, also helped the team tear apart the opponent's defense with his flexible foot ability and provided an assist!"

"I think a lot of fans were worried before the game, whether Mostar Zlinski will have enough impact without Kosopetki?

"Suker used his performance to tell everyone, yes! Their impact is still there! That's the HSK! A team that is good at defending, but also has a lot of attacking ability. ”

Suke ran wildly towards Boame and hung on him.

Boame was a little uncomfortable, but after all, he was the one who assisted himself, and he didn't refuse, letting Suke hang on him.

Suke rode on Boame's back and waved his arms vigorously.

"Scold! Keep scolding! Slut! ”

"You bitches, from your appearance to your bone marrow to your cells and genes, you all exude the word 'cheap'!"

Suke cursed at the stands.

Bouame wanted to celebrate, but looking at the murderous eyes of the fans in the grandstand area, he hurriedly ran away with Suke on his back.

But Su Ke still didn't give up, turned his head and continued to spray wildly.

In the end, Modric couldn't stand it anymore and ran over to cover Suker's mouth.

Woo woo...

Suke's face was full of exuberance, and he made a gesture towards Modric to indicate that he would not curse.

When Modric let go, Suker laughed heartily.

Boame frowned; "You're scolding too badly."

Su Ke turned his head: "Then do you sound cool?" ”

Boame was silent.

Cool is really cool!

Su Ke waved his hand: "What are you doing hiding and tucking, those stupid pigs are just scolding." ”

In the commentary seat, Basodač looked at Suker's provocation of the fans, and said: "Suker is provoking the fans, it seems that there has been something unpleasant between them, for the players of the Banja Luka warriors, they are about to usher in a backward situation..."

He didn't mention too much about the fans, after all, as an old commentator, he knows very well what this group of fans are like.

The Banja Luka warriors looked a little aggrieved.

This conceded goal came too unexpectedly, it was still testing according to the normal rhythm, Mostar Zlinski suddenly made a difficulty, and after a change of rhythm, the continuous cooperation in the front court was actually penetrated by them.

Especially Zakawavic, who looked at Suke running back and forth from side to side.

This guy runs too often, he doesn't follow, he doesn't follow, and even if he does, he may not even be able to keep up.

Zakavich was extremely passive.

"Zakavich, you idiot, you can't even guard that dwarf, you're a piece of shit!"

"Stupid pig! Go back to your hometown, don't be embarrassed here! ”

"You are a disgrace to the warriors of Banja Luka!"

Listening to the angry scolding in the stands, Zakavich felt the bruises on his forehead, and he turned his head and said angrily: "A bunch of sluts! ”