Chapter 25: (Below) Jealousy grows more dexterous

The scar Frank Riberina was mixed from the bottom of French society, where he only recognized his fists and was unreasonable. The scars grown in the immigrant community did not eat Duke at all. They had several frictions. Fortunately, they were in the coaching staff. There was no major conflict in a timely manner.
　　But Duke still feels good about himself. He is qualified and old, and he should be born by nature. On the field, he didn't score, that's because others didn't cooperate well. When someone scored a goal, he blamed others for grabbing his limelight. I always feel that others are not as good as him, but just luck, everyone around him owes him, and should be used to him.
　　The rest of the team is also led by Duke. Anyway, they are here to play football. I don’t earn your money, and I can’t make trouble with you. It’s okay for you to finish. Give it away, Duke feels better and better.
　　 In fact, there are many such people in the world, and we are also around us. Claiming to be the boss, you can't talk without calling yourself a brother. I like to make jokes from others, but others can never make jokes from him. I like being a brother to others, but I can't always be like being a brother. After careful considerations and gang formation, a small team of five people allowed him to mix into six factions.
　　Friends drink together, the bottle is empty, everyone rushed to say: I go to get another bottle, how many brothers drink? Only Brother will draw fifty dollars from the pocket and slap on the table hard: Who is who, who will you go to the supermarket downstairs to get Brother a bottle of what? After showing the five-horse spear, he began to remember his six-dollar change.
　　 All day long on the surface, but in fact the mind is smaller than the needle nose. Not to mention, a long and delicate glass heart grows.
　　Duke Motley began to get bored when Zhuo Yang joined the team on the first day. He felt that Zhuo Yang was too stunned, grabbed the limelight, and shaved himself a bit, and now his ribs were still cold. Later, during this time, he occasionally gave Zhuo Yang a few cold saliva, but Zhuo Yang did not take him seriously. Who are you? Is it within reach of me? Zhuo Yang's unresponsiveness makes Duke choking enough.
This is what the idiots are, suffocating to choke on you, but you just ignore him in your eyes and are too lazy to take the move, the grandson is crazy.
　　 Zhuo Yang hurriedly came and went every day. He didn’t talk about anything at the club. He just trained. There was no intersection with him. Duke had no chance to find something.
　　 Until Zhuo Yang hit the starter, Duke became a substitute, lighting the long-prepared fuse.
　　 Duke's complaint grew insanely. He thought that all his scenery had been taken away by Zhuo Yang. In fact, he didn't realize that he hadn't seen it at all. Zhuo Yang scored 13 goals in five games and dazzled with nine assists. Duke didn't think these were Zhuo Yang's results, but the results of the main right forward position. If you are still in the position of the main right forward, these goals and assists should be your own.
　　 What a magical logic!
　　Duke’s resentment is like a creeper under the root of the wall. Under the irrigation of abundant rain, it quickly spread to the entire window. The outstanding performance of Zhuo Yang is the autumn rain that nourishes everything.
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　　 Zhuo Yang changed his ankles to Rand two times in a row, flicked the cow's tail again and flicked Duke, and then passed it to the pig. Duke burned in anger in the back. Under the pressure of Mertesacker, the piglet passed the ball back to Zhuo Yang.
　　 Zhuo Yang glanced at Duke, who was inseparable and plugged. With a toe poke, the football passed under Duke's crotch, and he quickly bypassed Duke from the right side. Beautiful crotch.
　　Duke is crazy!
　　Mom forced the Chinese to deliberately annoy me, too bully, too shameless. Lao Tzu wants to make you, Lao Tzu wants to make you mai
　　 Lao Tzu wants to abolish you, recapture everything that belongs to me, recapture my main right forward, and regain my goals and limelight!
　　Chinese, you die!
Duke Motley, who had lost his mind, turned around and chased two steps, then jumped high, then fell sharply, extended his right foot, and stomped Zhuo Yang's left leg knee.
　　 All the coaches and players present were stunned at this moment. As players in the football industry, they all clearly understand what this action means, which is entirely intended to abolish Zhuo Yang's move.
　　 Malicious harm to the opponent's knee joint is the worst behavior in football games and the most hateful behavior, none of them. Moreover, this is just a training match within the team.
　　The focus of Duke’s right foot was on the outside of Zhuo Yang’s left leg knee joint, with a weight of 86 kg, free-fall acceleration, and an explosive kick. With the combination of the three forces, it is impossible for the relatively weak joints of human beings to safely take over this heavy injury, and no strong human beings can.
　　 If the impact is completed, even if there is no fracture, it will cause permanent damage to the ligaments and meniscus in Zhuo Yang's left knee joint. It is absolutely impossible for football to have a chance to play anymore. This kind of sport requires an emergency stop and a sudden turn to test the knee joint, and even ordinary walking will have sequelae.
　　 Zhuo Yang will no longer be able to participate in any sports, and he will become a lame man at UU reading www.uukanshu.com.
　　 At this time, Zhuo Yang turned his back to Duke, his left leg leaned back to the side, and his right foot protected the ball.
　　He didn't know anything about what happened behind him.
　　No one has time to remind Zhuo Yang that there is no time for the shouting sound wave to pass out the vocal cords between the throats.
　　 At this moment, time and space seemed to be solidified, leaving only Duke falling fast and Zhuo Yang who knew nothing.
　　 Zhuo Yang was playing football with his right foot. Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis struck. He didn't know where the crisis came from, but he knew it had come.
　　 Human beings sometimes have a natural intuition when facing danger. This intuition can make people avoid disasters under certain possible circumstances. And this kind of intuition is especially strong for young children with pure hearts. With age, the muddy red dust will slowly cover up this talent, until the danger comes when it becomes insensitive.
　　 Zhuo Yang retains this talent.
　　All his hairs stood upright, and goose bumps on his skin exploded instantly.
　　 Where does the danger come from? ?
　　 Zhuo Yang didn't have much time to think. The center of gravity of the body quickly moved to the right, and the left leg was pulled back subconsciously. The right foot jumped with one foot, rose up, and curled up slightly in the air.
In an instant, Duke Motley's right foot pressed against Zhuo Yang's left leg and stepped down. The hard spikes hung on Zhuo Yang's stockings. The upper and lower strengths were wrong, and the excellent elastic socks were torn to pieces. The shoe spikes left a long blood stain on Zhuo Yang's calf skin.
　　 Zhuo Yang was driven out of balance by this force and fell heavily on the turf.
　　 He still didn't understand what happened.
　　 Lying on the ground, Zhuo Yang saw at first glance the little pig Schweinsteiger's face, and shouted and rushed over.
　　 "I~ fuck~ you~ mom~!"