Chapter 769: UEFA Champions League Final (8)

The Barcelona players proudly looked at their opponents in an angry but helpless manner, with a conspiracy smile on their faces.
Even if they really did not have a secret deal with UEFA, but from the previous UEFA Champions League penalties throughout the season, they can obviously feel that the referee takes care of them.
That's why they use this unscrupulously. This is not gambling, because they have enough confidence, and the referee will definitely make a punitive penalty.
Facts have proved that their ideas are correct, especially in the offside. As long as the offside trap is set, as long as it is not obviously not offside, the referee will eventually judge Inter Milan offside.
Even Yaya Toure knew that he was clearly on the same level as Valdi just now, and there was no such thing as offside, but the fact is that the referee still judged offside.
Perhaps, with the help of a referee alone, Barcelona have become invincible.
After the Inter players were driven away by the referee, Vardi stood in front of the referee, looked at the referee expressionlessly, without saying a word, the meaning revealed in his eyes, but no one could see it until the referee Was seen hairy.
Then Valdy turned and left without leaving a word.
Looking sideways to the box position, Vardy knew that maybe a big brother was smiling proudly there, and everything was under control.
It's ok!
Please laugh heartily!
Because soon I will make you laugh!
Never laugh again!
I said it!
Never say anything!
The sharp light released from Vardy's eyes seemed to be hotter than the lights on the court.
After Barcelona restarted the ball, perhaps because of the confidence, they began to press more unscrupulously, completely treating the playing field as their own back garden and demanding.
However, the performance of Inter Milan is more radical, because of the impact of the misjudgment just now, the players' mentality cannot be at peace. Under the shock, there is a feeling of ignoring everything, rushing up, the momentum is almost dead, even if the ball cannot be grabbed , But also to die with the enemy.
The game suddenly became fierce and intense, and the smell of gunpowder was full. In the three-pass pass, two Barcelona players had fallen to the ground, and it was under the referee's eyes that Inter Milan was truly unscrupulous.
That's right, Inter is eager to win the championship, very longing!
But in this kind of even fair organizer does not want you to win, you still play step by step, what is the point?
Rather than suffocating death, it would be better to have a violent explosion that shattered the whole world.
I can’t get it, don’t think about it!
At that moment, even Inter players already had the idea of ​​breaking the jar.
The referee's whistle blew, looked at Busquets with his ankle tumbling on the ground, decisively called the stretcher into the field, and then gave Stankovic a yellow card. Without further action, the referee knew that the game might be out of control.
The Barcelona players saw the tragic appearance of their teammates and came to Stankovic to settle their accounts, but how could the Inter players stand by and rushed over to join the battle group, another large-scale scuffle started on both sides.
However, unlike the turbulence in the first half, this time it was obviously more popular. Under the temper of the Inter players who gradually lost control, they could not satisfy their desires simply by pushing and pushing. Only fists and powerful fists could vent their hearts. Endless indignation.
Puyol rushed over and pushed Stankovic down to the ground, but before he had any further action, Maicon had punched Puyol's cheek and knocked Puyol to the ground.
Seeing that the captain was knocked down to the ground, the Barcelona players could not restrain their impulses. The black and hard Yaya Toure turned over with a punch, and also smashed Maikong to the ground. At this time, the two teams began to have no worries and Keep it and fight it together.
Where can Valdy bear it? The monk's attributes have already moved, and his hands and feet have been trembling involuntarily. It's not nervous, not afraid, but the kind of excitement before the war.
Yaya Toure also had to deal with Maicon lying on the ground. Valdi flew and kicked towards Yaya Toure. Perhaps Yaya Toure was a good fight, but Valdy, the monk possessed, was absolutely minutes Teach him to be a man.
However, just when Valdi had flown into the air, the whole person stayed in the air for a while, and was hugged and hugged there, actually failing to kick Yaya Toure.
At this time hug yourself, it must be the opponent's bastard. Without a word, Vardy is ready to smash a punch.
However, just before the fist was about to hit the face of the person behind him, he finally stopped in front of the man, perhaps only a few centimeters away.
Valdi never imagined that his own goalkeeper, César, was hugging him.
Are you holding me to dry hair?
Undercover?
Everyone has started, but you are blocking yourself, what is this undercover?
But before waiting for Vardi to speak, Cesar hugged himself and dragged him down to the field~EbookFREE.me~ plus the assistant coach who rushed from the bench, Valdi was actually held away by the two. Off the battlefield.
"Don't stop me, otherwise we will suffer! Let go and let me pass!"
Vardy roared loudly, but Cesar and the assistant coach still hugged him, and did not give him the opportunity to join the battle group.
"Calm down!" Cesar suddenly slammed into Vardi's ear and shouted Vardi with a daze.
"Anyway, as long as you are on the field, we have hope of winning! If you want to fight, there will be opportunities in the future, and the champion is in front of you. Please promise me, don't do it!"
Seeing Cesar's serious and pleading expression, Valdy took a breath and gradually recovered from his anger, his expression calmed down.
Yes, in any case, as long as he is still on the field, he has the opportunity to lead the team to beat Barcelona to win the championship, even if several teammates are sent off, but Inter still have the hope of winning the championship.
Perhaps I am now playing with myself, but I have lived up to the expectations of all Inter fans.
If he is sent off, he can only watch his teammates work hard for the final championship, but he has no way to help the team, even if it is just a contribution.
I am afraid that the feeling of being unable to make use of strength is not easy!
Cesar is right. At least Valdi is here and Inter has kept the fire. For a moment, this fire will turn into a sky fire and burn through the sky.
"I won't do it, I can let go!" Vardi calmly said to Cesar and the assistant coach.
Then, while the players on both sides were trembling together, Vardi turned slowly towards the halftime. The incredible back, accompanied by the gradual momentum of the background music, seemed extremely impressive.
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