Chapter 65: (Last) The evil master Bei Derong

Piggy and Scar's offensive was blocked by the opponents. In the face of the two's in-place counter-robbing, Unterhaching players hurriedly kicked the ball towards Madyburg half. De Jong looked at the high-flying football and slowly moved to find the landing point. Van Carlo was behind him.
It's now!
De Jong turned his back to Van Carlo, watching the football bounce back on the ground and then move forward. He ran a few steps to catch up with the second landing point, and made a posture to return the header. De Jong is 1.74 meters tall and Van Carlo is 1.84 meters tall. The full ten centimeters of height difference made Van Carlo think this was a good opportunity to crush De Jong in the air.
Van Carlo followed a few steps, a dry land springing up. De Jong, who turned his back, didn't seem to know who was behind him, and he seemed to be in a hurry and had no confidence in his header. In a hurry, Zhong Derong jumped high, but he did not use the header.
De Jong will kick the football back to the other half with a back hook.
The two collided together, and no one could care about football under mutual interference. Derong's defensive posture pulled his foot firmly on Van Carlo's head. Van Carlo in mid-air seemed to be smashed down by the palm of the coming, and he collapsed before he fell to the ground, falling straight. On the ground. De Jong, who landed from the sky, was about to die. He just sat heavily on him, and a hundred and dozens of pounds hit Van Carlo. He died again.
When De Rong moved his up and stood up, Van Carlo who was unconscious was left with no gas.
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There was a mess of porridge on the field, and the rushed first-aid, the one who rushed up to fight, and the ones who came to protect De Jong, all porridge boiled for a while.
What to learn from who. He and Zhuo Yang have been with them for a long time. Although they still can't reach the standard of Hollywood, there is no problem to play a small stage drama De Jong. I saw him with a panicked face and explained to the Bantam Tiger and the referee with a panic: "Brother, uncle, did I kill someone? Where did he come from? What happened? Is it out?"
Hasler clasped the chants very well: "It's okay, it's okay, brother knows that you didn't do it on purpose, brother knows that you have no long eyes behind your head. Playing football, I bumped into the usual things, I've seen a lot. I'm not afraid. , Nothing, nothing, nothing without you."
Boer's brains hurt all this time: How could this black and strong child be so unlucky that he somehow sat like this.
From his professional point of view, De Jong did not have the slightest subjective intention, where did he know that such a bad luck would rush up behind him.
Hasler was right, this is a bump on the football field, but this bump is a bit tragic. Forget it, forget about it first, hurry to save people first, don't look back and die on the field, then the fun will be big.
The artificial respiration over there had chest pressure, and finally Van Carlo had panting. Although the person was still unconscious, he could not be dead for a while. He hurriedly used a stretcher to lift people out of the field, and immediately installed an ambulance and whistled away with flashing lights.
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The Unterhaching players on the court didn't give up, and scolded De Rong: The murderer! Butcher!
De Jong continued to act silly and innocent, and allowed his brothers and opponents to vigorously scold. On the sidelines, Unterhaching coach Mendel jumped up and down: "That kid is a murderer, butcher, you see he looks like a butcher. Butcher!!! What are you waiting for the referee? The butcher also Is there no red card? Are you blind?"
The famous referee Bolton didn't play one spot at a time: giving or not giving a card is the right of Lao Tzu, what is your fuckin's count? Dare to point fingers in front of me? It was originally intended to grievance the child, to balance the grievances on the court with Zhang Huang. Humph! I don’t want to give it!
Ball ran towards Mendel and said with extreme solemnity: "Coach, please pay attention to your words and deeds, otherwise I don't mind expelling you to the stands. This is my first warning to you!"
"Should I give the card, I have the final say. I think Boer has been in the world football for decades, and there are countless people. The difference between malicious fouls and reasonable collisions is very clear. Professional authority."
Mendel immediately counseled. He knew that Bohr was notoriously fierce, and he didn't hesitate to draw up his cards. His face was as dark as a Chinese Bao Gong. Mendel didn't dare to blame the referee, so he yelled at De Rong on the court again: "Butcher! You butcher! Butcher, butcher, butcher! Scold three times if important!"
Ball turned around and shouted: "Coach, converge your words and deeds! This is the last time I warn you!"
Mendel completely turned off, but he did not expect that the word "butcher" he shouted out of anger has since become the most appropriate nickname for the brave and tough De Jong. This nickname accompanies the future world top midfielder Nigel. De Jong has abused midfielders throughout European football.
The chaotic situation finally settled down. The Fort Mady players secretly praised De Jong, while the players of Unterhaching were depressed, with nine frosted eggplants on the field. It wasn't until this time that sharp-eyed people discovered that a large black and yellow thing was left behind where Van Carlo was lying.
Let's take a closer look at it: This sloppy object seems to be silently accusing, this angry black, this stubborn yellow, this skyrocketing despair and madness!
Butcher De Jong really sorted out Van Carlo's shit!
In the future, one of the four evil masters in the world football, "Bei Derong" also began to develop skills in this game.
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Because there are no substitutions~EbookFREE.me~Unterhaching can only face two fewer people facing Fort Maddie, with low morale and a score of 0:4. God put on Unterhaching’s jersey to catch up. They cannot be saved. Before ‘Fulling out the shit’, Ribery Scar scored twice.
The fortified Mady Fort was forgiving and never forgiving, and mercilessly beat down the water dog. In the ensuing time, the pig and the second brother kicked the icing on the cake, and at the end of the game the score was fixed at 6:0.
The Fort Mady players were an eye-opener today, and the collective Kwazo Yang in the locker room at halftime was admired by De Jong. The butcher's fierceness secretly convinced the three elders: the was all sitting out, and he was still intact. This has become a realm, and it is simply playing the Yin people into art.
The butcher was still as modest and low-key as ever, but just asked his brothers intimately: "Pell, Scar. How is it? Has it been easy?"
Mertesacker grinned happily: "It's smooth, it's grandma's."
"There's nothing to say, go back at night and unscrew the belly to eat, it's mine." Ribery, the scar, was very generous and came out to the west. A few brothers quickly caught up, lest he repent again.