Expelled from the national football team and rewarded the king of the ball, Belica

Zanetti was furious.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense.

All the players focused their eyes on him and could hardly believe their ears.

Unexpectedly, Zanetti wanted to drive everyone away for a dragon countryman.

"That's what you said."

It was Marcheno who was the first to calm down, and then waved towards a group of players behind him.

"Brothers, come with me."

In an instant, several players followed Marceno and prepared to leave together.

Seeing such a situation, the assistant beside Zanetti became anxious immediately.

"Vice Chairman, this is not acceptable! Marcheno is the most promising young man in our team, and he cannot be let go like this."

"Yes, Vice President, if he joins the Milan club with these players, it will be a huge loss for us."

Hearing the Milan club, Zanetti was shocked.

"return!"

He couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yes, these players are the crystallization of the club's youth training in the past few years. If they are really allowed to leave, it means that all the hard work and painstaking efforts of these years have been wasted.

Not only will the club suffer a huge blow, but it will also make the rival club cheaper.

This is why Marcheno is confident.

Hearing Zanetti shout, they walked back slowly.

"Vice Chairman, we actually don't want to leave either. We have been here for so long and we have feelings for the club."

"But if you want us to be with this kid, then I really can't do it."

"Yes, Vice Chairman, don't you watch the news? This kid is a football thug, and such a person is not worthy of playing football."

Everyone could see that Zanetti's heart had begun to loosen, and he began to run on Lin Mo with every word, hoping to squeeze him away completely.

At this time, Zanetti was extremely conflicted.

He originally thought that this matter had been properly resolved, but he did not expect such a result.

Encountered such a situation now, he is riding a tiger, and he doesn't know how to deal with it at all.

"Vice Chairman, let's make a decision early."

"There's nothing to hesitate, just let Lin Mo go, we can't lose our best youth training seed because of him."

In the eyes of the vast majority of the club's staff, there is no room for consideration in this matter.

How can a kid from Long Country be compared with these talented young players from their youth training team?
Besides, Lin Mo's reputation is really bad. Recently, the TV stations and major news media are all reporting on him.

In addition, they have not seen the video of Lin Mo playing football like Zanetti did.

So they tended to believe what Marceno said, that Lin Mo entered the Inter Milan youth training camp through the back door.

As old-school football practitioners, they all hate such behavior very much.

It's just that they are very soft-spoken, and all of them dare not speak out.

Now all the pressure came to Lin Mo.

Everyone hopes that he can have self-knowledge, leave the team consciously, and return football to a pure land.

All eyes were on Lin Mo.

If it was Lin Mo before, he would have been crushed by this invisible pressure long ago.

It's just that he has been completely reborn now, and he still looks very calm, as if nothing happened.

"This matter is easy to handle. Aren't you questioning my football ability?"

"We can come and compete. As long as I lose, I will disappear from here immediately, and I will never set foot in Milan again."

Lin Mo said swearingly, and in the process of saying this, his eyes were fixed on Marceno, and there was no trace of timidity in his eyes.

On the contrary, Marchero felt a palpitation in his heart.

What's the situation?This guy's eyes are too sharp.

For an instant, Marchero felt a chill run down his spine.

It was obviously very hot weather, but Marceno felt chills all over, which was really unbelievable.

What is the reason that gave this guy such confidence?

"Bijibi, captain, let's show him some color and let him know what real football is."

At this time, the group of players beside them all became restless.

They have long wanted to teach this ignorant guy a good lesson.

"Boy, you asked for this."

Marceno said viciously.

To be honest, he was surprised that Lin Mo dared to challenge him.

You know, he is recognized as one of the most promising young players in football today, and was even listed as one of the candidates for the European Football Golden Boy Award this year.

"Hmph! Those who don't know are fearless!"

"Has this kid eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard?"

"He's going to regret his decision."

None of the people present were optimistic about Lin Mo's ability to win this competition.

Even Zanetti, who has seen his game video, is the same.

After all, the two sides are very different in terms of physical conditions.

"Lin Mo, are you sure you want to compete?"

Zanetti asked worriedly.

In his opinion, Lin Mo was too impulsive.

If he didn't propose a competition, there might be room for redemption in this matter.

But now the words are dead, once the competition is held, Lin Mo will undoubtedly lose.

At that time, even if he is the vice chairman of the club, there is no reason to keep him.

In that case, it would be even more solid that Lin Mo entered the club through connections.

"I'm sure!"

Lin Mo didn't hesitate at all. He knew that everyone had prejudices against Longguo football players, especially Lin Mo, who had a deep misunderstanding.

If you want to change this situation, you can only rely on your own efforts to fight for it.

Beating them in football is the best way to shut them up.

The matter has come to this point, and there is no room for redemption.

Zanetti had no choice but to accept the facts in front of him, and under the instigation of everyone, he became a witness for both sides.

"Boy, you are looking for death! Tell me, how do you want to compare?"

Marceno looked at Lin Mo provocatively, not paying attention to him at all.

As a person from the Dragon Kingdom, how can you compare yourself with yourself?
Lin Mo smiled contemptuously. With his current skills, it is easy to deal with players like Marceno.

Although he is only 17 years old now, he has the skills of the peak Pele.

To put it bluntly, dealing with these people is a blow to dimensionality reduction.

"Looking at your bulky figure, you should be playing as a defender. Don't say that I bully you. How about you just pick a few people and play half-court with me. As long as you score more goals than me, how about you winning?"

Lin Mo said with a relaxed face.

As soon as these words came out, Marcherno and others immediately laughed wildly.