i'm a superstar

Chapter 191 Ancelotti's Waist
"Why do I feel that UEFA is behind the manipulation! They, they don't want our Inter Milan to enter the final." Zhang Han said confidently.

"I didn't expect you to be quite ambitious, and now you've seen the final." Anna sarcastically said.

"Soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good cooks, you know! I am ambitious!" shouted Zhang Han, who was completely shameless.

After a good goal by Inter Milan was blown offside, sure enough, there was another misjudgment waiting for them. In the 69th minute of the second half, Chelsea fought in the penalty area. Brazilian Maicon won in chaos and stabbed the ball Entered the gate guarded by Cech, but the referee used Carvalho's fall as an excuse and ignorant of his conscience, and hacked Inter Milan's goal.

Naturally, the Inter Milan players were very angry and went up to the referee to argue. Then Zhang Han, who was chattering, was warned by a yellow card.

Another minute later, when Zhang Han was dribbling the ball in the midfield, a player suddenly shoveled to his feet, and he accidentally stepped on his calf. The referee resolutely sent him off the field.

However, Zhang Han didn't get angry this time, maybe he was dizzy with anger!Forget about getting angry.

"You still said you were not targeted by UEFA, how do you explain this time?"

"Okay! I admit, we were targeted." Anna smiled as if nothing happened.

"How do you become the chairman of Inter Milan? The club is always targeted by others. You, you go to work every day, go drink tea and read the newspaper!..."

The next 3 minutes will be Zhang Han's time for revenge. He finally found his place and made the most severe criticism of Comrade Anna's work attitude.

At this time, Ancelotti smiled on the sidelines.

"Do you still think Zhang is unsolvable? Little Locke."

"Despicable!" Locke said angrily, and then he also laughed, "No, Zhang Han has a solution, and that solution is the referee, old man, you shouldn't lose badly."

"Hey! It's such a pity. The referee's punishment seems a bit too harsh this time. Zhang probably didn't do it on purpose. In the end, he stopped his footing."

"Yes, you see that Malouda is not injured, and he got up immediately."

"Is this a misjudgment? It should be debatable to send off the core of Inter Milan in such an important game."

The two commentators expressed their incomprehension of Zhang Han's fate. They were discussing there, and the fans also booed all over the sky to express their dissatisfaction.

The familiar scene played out again. The protesting madman found the line referee and activated the woman-resenting skill, and was sent directly to the stands to enjoy the game. However, Zhang Han did not return to the locker room, and he stood on the sidelines after being sent off.

And at this time, on the court, Balotelli, the second child, took advantage of the dead ball and summoned the remaining Inter Milan players.

"Our boss was shamelessly punished, brothers, what do you think we should do?"

Balotelli was rarely serious and shouted.

"Hit 'em, beat 'em, beat the son of a bitch," the players yelled collectively.

"Okay! Beat me to death!" Balotelli continued to roar.

"Beat me to death! Beat me to death!" The Inter Milan players shouted excitedly, waving their arms one by one.

When the game started again, at this time, the most obvious change in the momentum of the Inter Milan players was the Chelsea players. Looking at the eyes of each Inter Milan player, they knew that they had all turned into beasts.

"Ah! Look, look, Zhang Han was sent off. Not only are the Inter Milan players not discouraged, but they are even more motivated."

"Yes, they obviously didn't agree with the referee's decision, they were completely irritated."

Under the fanning of the commentator, the diehard Inter Milan fans in the stands showed no sign of weakness, broke out with unprecedented enthusiasm, and crazily cheered for the home team.

At this time, the morale of Inter Milan on the field was like a rainbow, like a raging wave, constantly attacking Chelsea's defense.

This, this is the anger in their hearts, this, this is the unyielding in their hearts, they want to let the world know that they, their Inter Milan are not so easy to bully.

On the court, in such a violent wave of attacks, Chelsea is like a flat boat in the sea, crumbling, and it seems that there is a possibility of sinking in the sea at any time.

Finally, under the baptism of the angry waves in less than 5 minutes, Chelsea's solid levee was breached.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

"GOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!..."

The narrator seemed like a gunpowder that had been ignited, erupting all of a sudden, roaring hysterically.The Italian-level narrators, each with a large lung capacity, are like singer Pavarotti, and their voices are deafening.

boom!The fans at the scene also erupted, letting out a terrifying roar, as if, like a wounded beast, roaring at the enemy.

It was Balotelli who scored the goal, and Quaresma assisted with the assist. These two guys played the role of the leading brother after Zhang Han left the field. Inter Milan, Inter Milan's battle of revenge has begun.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

Three minutes later, there was another hysterical roar, another goal for Inter Milan was born, this time it was Aureliano's goal, this guy was not ambiguous at all, and broke out with 3% fighting power along the right side Cut, when he reached the Chelsea penalty area, he shot angrily and rewritten the score on the field to 6:2.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

Another 2 minutes later, Balotelli made a steal in the frontcourt and dribbled the ball all the way to Chelsea's small penalty area. He did not shoot from a small angle, but passed the ball accurately and sent the ball to Sneijder who was plugging in behind. in front of you.

The Dutch shot angrily with his foot, and Inter Milan scored another 7%. The score on the field became 2:[-].

In 10 minutes, 10 minutes after Zhang Han came off the pitch, Inter Milan, which had [-] players, played [-]% of their combat effectiveness, almost crippling Chelsea.

"Damn me, let you see how powerful our Inter Milan pack is!"

Zhang Han, who stood like a stone statue on the sidelines, finally smiled, and his smile was so sweet.

On the other side, Ancelotti, who saw Chelsea being disabled, almost cried.

"Old man, it's all the referee's fault, right? It offended Inter Milan."

Locke didn't know when he came to his father again, and smiled very ignorantly.

Ancelotti's hands were trembling, and Rock Jr. continued: "It seems that Zhang's solution is not a referee, even if he is off the field, standing on the sidelines can still allow Inter Milan players to play [-]% of their combat effectiveness. Hey! Why is he so good! Whether it is football skills or leadership ability, he is comparable to Diego..."

Ancelotti, the good old Ancelotti, his face was flushed, he, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't bear him, the son of Tang Seng.

He, Ancelotti, couldn't bear it anymore, and finally ran away, jumped up high, and then, then punched the kid's puffy head fiercely.

It's a pity that Ancelotti has used this trick many times since he was a child!The same move is no longer effective for Little Locke, so he just flashed his waist lightly, and then, poor Ancelotti missed a punch, couldn't stand firmly, and that poor old waist crunched. A sound was flashed.

　Let's post a chapter first!There is another chapter, which will be revised in a while, and will be sent out together!

　　
　
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