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Chapter 198 Dilemma: Judgment?Or not?
At the Stamford Bridge Stadium, because of Zhang Han, the fake referee's penalty, there were huge boos from the stands.

However, under the strong boos, Zhang Han, a bitch, felt very comfortable and felt the pleasure of revenge.

"Hey! What happened to the referee today? There are many penalties that are worth discussing."

"Yes, he, he seems to have offended both players..."

In the pleasant commentary, Chelsea kicked off at midfield and the game started again, with less than 10 minutes remaining.

"Chelsea kicked off in midfield. Drogba tapped, Anelka took two steps forward and then passed back to Ballack. Ballack didn't stick the ball and passed to Lampard next to him. Pad crossed and passed to Ivanovic who came up."

"Chelsea's three intercepting midfielders are too strong, plus a Deco who is good at organizing attacks, Inter Milan's midfielder is completely lost."

"Well! Inter Milan is completely at a disadvantage. It is difficult for them to pass the ball through the midfield. They can only use long passes to attack. At this time, at this time, they should miss their midfield commander-Zhang bar!"

"Yes, if Zhang is there, Inter Milan will definitely win this midfield battle."

On the green field, Zhang Han, who was leisurely moving with the lineups of both sides, was very happy when he heard the commentator complimenting him in disguise, and felt a little swayed.

Afterwards, he became depressed again, because the players on both sides had learned to behave well and didn't foul much, so he didn't have many opportunities to perform.

However, despite the help of Zhang Han, Inter Milan was still at a disadvantage and was beaten by Chelsea in their own half.

In this way, beating and beating, a miracle happened.

"Ashley Cole, Ashley Cole is very fast, dribbling, dribbling on the right, already, almost close to the Inter Milan penalty area."

"He, he suddenly passed the ball alone, and he was racing with football and Xiao."

"Beautiful, compared to speed, Shaw was almost behind, being left behind by Ashley Cole."

At the 77th minute of the game, the tempo on the field suddenly accelerated, and the commentator became hysterical and spoke a lot faster.

"Ashley Cole, will Ashley Cole pass directly? No, he didn't cross, he didn't hit the ball directly, he, he suddenly stopped and turned around."

"Nice, nice pass, Ashley Cole knocks it back to Deco on the right edge of the box."

"Deco, Deco made a direct pass, passed Muntari, and then dribbled the ball inside. He, will he hit the goal directly? Well, he has a shot at this position."

At this time, in the Inter Milan penalty area, the Portuguese Deco was like a no man's land, a series of small steps, dribbling, disguised, disguised, and the shaking Inter players turned their backs.

He, a few of his beautiful extraordinary, broke into Inter Milan's small penalty area.

At this time, at this extremely tense moment, he, he did not choose to shoot from a small angle, but unexpectedly knocked back and sent the ball to Inter Milan's penalty area, a large empty area.

There, there was already a blue figure rushing forward. Yes, it was the England titan, Lampard who was best at attacking from behind.

Lampard, Lampard, like a bolt of blue lightning, suddenly advanced forward and hit the ball with a powerful shot.The ball, like a fired shell, flew straight to the upper right corner of the goal with a whistling sound.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

The England commentator roared hysterically, as if he wanted to yell out all the accumulated tension in his heart. Anyway, this is a football game. If there is tension, of course there will be release!
"Beautiful, beautiful, Lampard, Lampard..."

"Can you stop being so loud! My ears are deafened!" Zhang Han became even more depressed when he saw another goal from Chelsea.

"Forget it! Objectively speaking, there is no problem with the ball, and you can't be too unscrupulous!"

Zhang Han comforted himself.

"Do you have morals? That guy just turned a blind eye to an obvious offside goal?" Anna laughed.

"Who else is there, isn't it von Eisenberg!" Zhang Han blushed without knowing it at all, and said, "I'm being kind, okay? One team scored an offside goal, which is fair."

"Fair, then why don't you give Inter Milan a penalty?"

Zhang Han was so depressed to death by Anna's words, he shouted angrily: "You think I don't want to! These guys seem to be spoiled by me, and they can't even flop. You want them to cooperate, don't you?"

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

After another 5 minutes, Zhang Han was so depressed that he couldn't feel it anymore. He really wanted to give up. He hated it and wished he could get a red card to send the damn Bradley off.

Why should he be punished?This guy is so hateful, in a corner defense, a beautiful header, the ball smashed into his own goal, Chelsea, Chelsea equalized the score and the score became 8:1 on the field.

However, due to the lack of away goals, if the game ends at this time, Inter Milan will be ruthlessly eliminated.

At this time, Zhang Han struggled violently in his heart. If, if, like von Eisenberg, he helped Inter Milan shamelessly, he felt very awkward in his heart, but, if he did not help, Inter Milan would be brutally punished. Eliminated!
He, is he going to help Inter Milan cheat?It was a struggle of conscience deep inside.

After more than 80 minutes of hard work, Chelsea finally equalized the score. How could they not celebrate wildly!At this time, the entire Stamford Bridge boiled, and the blue flames burned violently.

In this way, only 3 minutes later, Zhang Han ushered in a real test. This time, his long-awaited opportunity to award a penalty kick finally appeared.

Yes, it was Inter's penalty, Bojan dribbled the ball and went down in Chelsea's penalty area.

"Is it to be sentenced or not to be sentenced?"

Zhang Han started to have trouble.Judgment, maybe Inter Milan won and advanced by virtue of the goal in the final period of the game, but is this really what he wants?Use despicable means to hack a fighter like Chelsea.

"Anna?" Zhang Han couldn't make up his mind for a while, and threw the problem to the system.

"Make up your own mind! Don't ask me!" Anna replied.

"What are you thinking? I want to watch the replay to see if the ball was fouled?" Zhang Han said with a smile.

The fast slow motion played in his head again, Zhang Han could see it clearly, but he was even more troubled.The fact is this, Ivan did bump into Bo Yang behind him, but how could a light touch cause Bo Yang to fall?This, this is very debatable.

(End of this chapter)