sharp edge

Chapter 93【】The anger of war keeps burning

"Damn..." Seeing Recoba being carried off by the stretcher, Rolando Malan cursed, and then quickly pounced on him. "Are you okay, Alvaro!" Rolando Malan smiled even though he knew that the other party was not good.

"Ah...I...it's okay, sir!" Recoba grinned slightly, showing a smile with difficulty.Although this smiling face was very bitter, it was so heart-warming in Rolando Malan's heart.

"Heal well, we need you!" Facing Recoba's painful smile, Rolando Malan didn't know what to say.

"I know, thank you sir!" Recoba quickly closed his eyes after saying this, and Vicenza's team doctor quickly sent him to the ambulance.

The scarlet lights flickered non-stop, slipped out of the Romeo Monti stadium, gradually went away, and the stadium was quiet!
Xiao Mian put his hands on his hips, his eyes were fixed on the shadow of the ambulance going away, he turned around for a long time, and ran towards Florence's half!
The Vicenza fans at the scene saw Recoba being taken away by the ambulance, and they were very emotional. Whatever language was the most vicious, they greeted the Fiorentina players.If they got tired of cursing, they would hiss like waves and roars, stimulating the Florentines.At the same time, they also throw coins, lighters, drinking bottles and other things into the field, especially when Fiorentina players serve sideline kicks or corner kicks, they will definitely be hit by hard rain.

The fans' dissatisfaction and cursing were not as restrained as the Fiorentina players. On the contrary, their actions became bigger and bigger, and they often rushed towards people.Of course, Vicenza's players were even more angry, and their actions were not small.So the game was intermittent, and the referee was extremely tired, and he was still under tremendous pressure.Now, the players of the two teams are not playing football at all, they are clearly fighting.No way, the yellow cards in his hand were flying all over the sky. By the end of the first half, he had already issued [-] yellow cards.

Seeing the end of the first half of the game, the referee on duty was a little relieved. The referee was more tired than he had been playing for three consecutive days.Moreover, the fans in the stands continued to attack him directly, which added enormous pressure to him.Now, with the first half over, he can finally breathe.At the same time, he also hopes that the players on both sides can calm down during the halftime break, and don't play so violently in the second half!
"The halftime game is over, [-]:[-], Vicenza temporarily leads the Fiorentina team." Duan Xuan continued the routine, "This game is indeed as Director Zhang said, this game is really hot, and there are red and yellow cards Flying all over the sky, only in the first half, the referee showed a red card and six yellow cards! Moreover, one member of the Vicenza team was sent to the hospital after being dyed red. It has to be said that the grievances between the two teams will get bigger."

"Yeah, from such a fiery atmosphere, we can see that the grievances between the two teams will definitely continue, maybe it will be recorded in the history of the two teams, and maybe the two teams will become long-term enemies!" Zhang Lu took the words, Expressed his own opinion, "Let's go back to this game, I think the second half, the game will definitely be more violent, and there is even the possibility of a collapse. The emotions of the players of the two teams will definitely be more excited in the second half. During the half-time break, the two teams The head coach will definitely encourage and stimulate the players, because they all have reasons not to lose in this game!"

"Well, Director Zhang's analysis is very reasonable. But, is this really the case? Let's wait and see, now let's enter an advertisement!" The evil Duan Xuan gave time to the advertisement again!
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Inside the Vicenza locker room.

Rolando Malan stood in the locker room with an angry face, walking back and forth non-stop, while the players around him were panting heavily. The first half of the game really exhausted them.This is not only physically, but psychologically as well.Xiao Mian also lowered his head, and his body kept rising and falling!

"Damn...Damn..." Suddenly, Rolando Malan roared, "These bastards in Florence are so fucking arrogant, they actually wanton in our territory, shit on your heads, you don't Any thoughts? Keep your fucking heads up. Keep your heads down, it's a fucking coward's job. We're invincible warriors, we're unbeatable rogues. Have you forgotten AC Milan? Forgot Juventus Already Tus? We have never been afraid of them, so are we still afraid of those Florentine butchers?"

"Don't be afraid!! Whoever kicks him will kill him!!" Xiao Mian stood up abruptly, his eyes red and roaring.

"Fuck him to death! Fuck him to death! Fuck him to death!!" Vicenza's team members suddenly raised their heads and shouted loudly.

"Yes, kill them! Avenge for Alvaro! Avenge for Dika Sarano! Blood for the Vicenza folks who supported you! Blood shame for the Vicenza club!" Rolando Maran shouted At this time, he is a general, a great general who charges into battle!
"Revenge! Revenge! Blood hatred! Blood hatred! Blood shame! Blood shame!!!" Vicenza's players were like red-eyed fighters, fighting with high spirits!
"Okay, then let's go out and kill them now!" Rolando Malan rushed out of the locker room first.

"Kill them! Kill them!!" Vicenza's team members rushed out with enthusiasm!

In Florence's locker room.

"Listen, listen. Listen, what are the clowns in Vicenza yelling outside?" Prandelli roared crazily, dissatisfied!anger!When he thinks that the team is still behind, he gets angry, very angry.

"Butcher!! Butcher!! Listen, they're yelling at butcher!! Butcher!! They say you're butchers!! Fucking butchers!!" Prandelli babbled like a machine gun, sweeping non-stop.

Listening to the roar of the head coach, the Fiorentina players all lowered their heads and remained silent.

"A butcher on the battlefield? You don't deserve it, you fucking don't deserve it!! How powerful and overbearing a butcher is! A butcher on the battlefield is the real butcher. What kind of a butcher is he who kills one person? A butcher on the battlefield slaughters a thousand people Thousands of people! They have the courage to go forward, they have the determination to go forward despite thousands of people, and they have the spirit of killing thousands of people without being afraid! Do you have any fucking? Ah..." Prandelli said hoarsely, It's like a shrew is cursing the street.

"You fucking don't deserve it! You don't deserve it!! The clowns in Vicenza think highly of you!" Prandelli roared crazily, "Look at you now, as men, real men, do you still have face? ?A real man is born for fighting. He is fearless and unstoppable by tens of thousands of people! If you still think you are a man, raise your head, go out with your head held high, and do the real Butcher!" After speaking, Prandelli ignored everyone, flicked his sleeves, held his head high, and strode out of the locker room door!

"Butcher!! Butcher!! Butcher!!" Florence's team members held their heads high, roared angrily, and strode towards the battlefield! !

(End of this chapter)