sharp edge

Chapter 91【】The war is so fierce
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL..." Paul Tim roared crazily. The sound stretched for thousands of miles and never stopped, as if it would span a thousand years and never stop.

"Ah... ah..." Xiao Mian, who scored the goal, turned around quickly, pushed aside the crowd, and ran wildly in the arena, shaking his head violently, roaring like a tiger, a leopard, and even a dragon.This roar was like thunder on the ground, and it suddenly exploded in the Romeo Monti Stadium. The sound shook the heart and made the entire Romeo Monti Stadium tremble.

"Xiao... Mian... Xiao... Mian..." Vicenza fans at the scene enthusiastically chanted Xiao Mian's name, and danced in the stands, enjoying themselves!

"You are a good idol, I admire you so much!!" As long as it was a home game, the young Beyer Ramsia would watch the game and cheer for Xiao Mian.Happy for Xiao Mian's happiness, and depressed for Xiao Mian's depression, it can be said that Xiao Mian has already left a deep imprint on the heart of this eight-year-old kid.Of course, there are quite a few kids like Bayer, and now Xiao Mian seems to have become the public idol of Vicenza teenagers.

"Xiao Mian, Xiao Mian, the game has just started for [-] minutes, and in just [-] minutes, our hero, the magical boy from China, broke the deadlock, [-]:[-]!" Paul Tim roared crazily, completely ignoring his side to cooperate with him Narrator of Florence.If, at this time, Paul Tim could see the depressed and angry expression of the other party, he would definitely feel more fulfilled.But now he didn't see it, because he couldn't take care of it anymore, all he could see was the running figure, the king roaring to the sky.

"Strong shot...well done!!" Rolando Malan suddenly rushed out from the coach's bench, waving his fists and kicking his legs.At this time, he was not a football coach at all, but a boxer, and his movements were extremely standard.The spotlight of the audience quickly shifted from Xiao Mian to Rolando Malan.

"Damn... bastard..." Prandelli's fist hit the windshield of the coach's bench hard.Still not relieved, he suddenly turned around and kicked the drinking bottle beside him into space.

"Damn..." Frey quickly took the ball out of the goal, and kicked the ball flying with a big kick.The Fiorentina players lowered their heads depressed one by one, with their hands on their hips.

"Ah... ah..." Xiao Mian's roar still didn't stop, didn't stop.After running almost the entire field, Xiao Mian finally stopped.He stopped abruptly, his eyes fixed on the stands.At this time, the audience fell silent, and the fans of Vicenza stared at their hero quietly, although their hearts were very excited now and urgently needed to vent.However, they still held back and stared at their hero quietly, while anticipating their hero's next celebration in their hearts.

The Romeo Monti stadium, which was still boiling just now, suddenly fell silent.Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes in the audience were fixed on Xiao Mian, eyes full of anticipation.

Suddenly, Xiao Mian moved.However, his movements were completely beyond everyone's expectations. There were no excessive movements as fans imagined, let alone such gorgeous movements as several consecutive somersaults.Xiao Mian's movements are extremely simple, his head is slightly tilted, his left hand is slowly raised, and his index finger points to the stands.His movements were so lonely, so melancholy, the stadium, which was still full of noise, suddenly became silent, and everyone followed Xiao Mian's direction to look.

The spotlights and cameras in the stadium quickly moved in that direction, and two figures appeared on the big video screen in the stadium.A man and a woman, the woman is very beautiful, dressed in a nurse's attire, looks dignified and beautiful.However, it is not the beautiful nurse who is attractive, but the man standing next to the nurse——Dika Sarano!

quiet! !Deathly silence!

Suddenly a sorrow rose from the hearts of the audience, instantly diluting the joy and excitement of the goal.A Vicenza fan lowered his head, reached for his eyes, and wiped them back and forth.

"Dika..." Paul Tim's eyes were a little wet, and his voice was a little choked up!
"Decca...Sarano...Sarano..." Vicenza fans chanted Deca's name, and instantly that name became the loudest note and the brightest star at the Romeo Monti Stadium !
"Huh..." Xiao Mian turned around, and two drops of crystal clear liquid fell onto the court!
"Who would have thought, who would have thought, that Xiao Mian would celebrate this goal in such a way? It is not so much a celebration as a commemoration, a commemoration for Dika Salano! It can also be said It's a farewell match, Dika Salano's farewell match!" Duan Xuan's voice was very deep, and it must be said that he was also affected by the atmosphere of the scene.

"Yeah, it's so unexpected! This also allows us to see another side of Xiao Mian, as well as the friendship between Xiao Mian and Dika Sarano! It's great to have such a relationship on the football field!" Zhang Lu was also quite emotional.

Although, the referee on duty did not want to spoil the current atmosphere.However, a game is a game, not a show.Of course, he didn't think it was a show either.However, the game still had to go on, and soon he resumed the game.

Fiorentina kicked off the ball quickly and quickly launched a fierce attack on Vicenza.Although it is said that the goal at the beginning disrupted their deployment, the premise of winning will not change.Falling behind made their determination stronger, attack, attack! !Although the Fiorentina players are sympathetic to what happened to Salano, after all, they are also players.However, they don't think they should take any responsibility, because they were not the ones who tackled Sarano's leg.Why let them pay the bill, and the scene of Xiao Mian just now did not make the Fiorentina players reflect a little bit, but aroused their anger!
After the match started, the movements of the players on both sides became much more aggressive. Perhaps the players on both sides were affected by the scene just now, and they were a little angry.

Mutu received the pass from behind and quickly wiped to the middle, and Martinelli quickly posted it.Martinelli half-raised his hand and reached out to grab Mutu's jersey tightly.At this time, the referee's sight was just blocked by the bodies of the two men, and Martinelli's movements could not be seen.Martinelli also knew that the referee could not see, so of course he would not give up this opportunity. He pulled Mutu's jersey so hard that Mutu's body was a little unstable.

Mutu became angry for a while, turned around quickly, and quickly threw an elbow at Martinelli.Seeing the elbow rushing towards his face, Martinelli didn't even think about it. He covered his face with his hands, and fell backwards suddenly, and at the same time he didn't forget to shout.

"Bang..." Martinelli's body slammed into the court, making a muffled sound.

"What the hell is this? Murder?" Stam, who was the closest, yelled at Mutu quickly.

"Flute..." A whistle sounded, and the referee rushed over quickly to prevent the situation from reversing, because he already smelled a hint of violence.

"I didn't, I really didn't touch him!" Mutu seemed very excited, and quickly rushed to the referee who was rushing towards him, explaining non-stop, while still doing innocent movements with his hands.

However, the referee didn't seem to have any expression and didn't believe his words at all.Mutu became anxious at once, he turned around suddenly, and crazily rushed to Martinelli who fell to the ground and covered his face.Mutu quickly reached out, trying to pull Martinelli up and bring him to the referee to confront him.

However, his actions are not the same in the eyes of others. This is definitely revenge.Stam, of course, would not let him do what he wanted, and opened his hand with one hand.However, Mutu ignored it and continued to pounce on it.

"Damn it, you pretend to be a ball, the uncle didn't even touch you, you clown, you trash! If you were a fucking man, play with the uncle in an open and aboveboard manner. Yin people are good at balls!" Mutu seemed really angry He quickly pulled Stam away and continued to pull Martinelli who fell to the ground.

"Flute... flute..." The referee's whistle suddenly rang in Mutu's ear, and at the same time, Florence's teammates quickly hugged him from behind and pulled him away.

"Calm down, I don't mind giving you a red card!" The referee quickly ran over, warning Mutu, and at the same time showed Mutu a yellow card.Seeing the yellow card, Mutu calmed down completely. Although his heart was full of anger, Mutu still held back. He took a hard look at Martinelli who was lying on the ground, then turned and ran towards his half. field.

"Hush, shush..." Seeing that the referee only gave the opponent a yellow card, the fans of Vicenza were unwilling, and the thunderous boos quickly flooded the entire stadium.

"Free kick! Vicenza!" The referee put down a sentence and quickly backed away! !

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