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The atmosphere is wrong.

If this goes on like this, something big will happen!

Qin Feng turned around sharply and was about to speak when another hasty whistle sounded on the field.

Before he could figure out what was going on.

The entire Wulihe Stadium erupted violently.

Nearly Wantianda fans collectively fry the pot, match-fixing, black whistle mixed with national curses, pouring down from the stands overwhelmingly, hitting the turf, hitting the players, and hitting Qin Feng's heart.

On the field, the referee ran towards Tianda's penalty area with a whistle in his mouth, pointing to a penalty.

Tianda players all surrounded them, and the crowd was furious.

The Liaodong players were stunned and froze on the spot.

Judging by the referee's gestures, is it a Tianda player who has handballed in the penalty area?

"Director Shang, what happened?" Qin Feng asked anxiously. He was paying attention to the movement in the stands just now, but he didn't see the specific situation.

Old handsome Shang Yin stood up with his hips on his hips, "Zhao Jia made a pass and hit Xu Hong..."

After hesitating for half a second, the old man continued: "It was hit by Xu Hong."

"Is it on the hand?"

Qin Feng asked, seeing that Shang Yinzhi hesitated and said nothing, he took a deep breath and looked up at the big screen.

On the screen, there is no sign of foul play just now.

The fact that slow motion was not played before has caused a lot of controversy. If it is not played again, is it true that Liaodong has a ghost in his heart?

"Bring the phone!"

Snatching the phone from Shang Yin's hand, he dialed it to Sun Li, "Play in slow motion, right away!"

Before Sun Li could answer, Qin Feng hung up and put the phone back in Shang Yin's hand.

"Director Shang, don't be confused, the Liaodong team can't afford the care of the referee!"

Shang Yin was at a loss for words, after thinking about it, he also understood what Qin Feng meant, and said in a deep voice: "Dong Qin, the ball was hit just now..."

Although Shang Yin is not young, he has good ears and eyes.

He saw clearly.

Zhao Jia's pass hit Xu Hong's shoulder. Xu Hong was very experienced, and kept his arms close to his sides without any movement of raising his hands.

This penalty kick was an absolute misjudgment!

Before he could finish speaking, on the big screen at the scene, the slow motion before the foul started to be played.

It is the same as what Shangyin saw.

As soon as Zhao Jia made a cross, the football hit Xu Hong's shoulder, and then slipped out of the baseline.

Xu Hong didn't make any extra moves.

In slow motion, everything is clearly visible, and everyone on the scene can see clearly, and there is no room for half-denial.

Tianda players temporarily quieted down.

The ball is too fast, and the referee may not see it clearly.

Now the truth is out, the Liaodong corner kick should be changed!

"Look at the referee!"

"No handball!"

"It's the shoulder, the shoulder!"

"It's not a penalty, it should be a corner kick!"

"..."

After watching the replay clearly, the Tianda players also seemed to have grasped at straws, and raised their fingers to the big screen to remind the referee Zhao Baoguo.

Zhao Baoguo raised his head and cast a glance.

The right hand is still firmly pointing to the penalty spot.

"You can appeal to the football management department after the game. The referee's penalty on the field cannot be changed!"

what?

Tianda players were dumbfounded.

Can it still be like this?

After thinking about it, a group of people huffed and blocked Zhao Baoguo, and many people were emotional, especially Wang Tao, who had been blown off the goal before.

He took two steps forward, cursing and pushing Zhao Baoguo to the ground.

That's pretty cool!

Zhao Baoguo jumped up like a wild dog with its fur fried, and raised his hand to show a yellow card.

He is still a little sane, and he is afraid of getting a red card directly, which will not end well.

Wang Tao was completely angry and wanted to do something, but Xu Hong stopped him.

Heroes don't suffer from immediate disadvantages. They have already received a yellow card in the first ten minutes of the game. If they attack the referee and send another person off, Tianda will not have to kick!

A few old team members of Tianda also came up to persuade them, and the rest gritted their teeth and dispersed.

Zhao Baoguo was sweating on his forehead, but his hand pointing to the penalty spot was extremely straight.

On the sidelines, Wang Qianlin and Yu Genbao rushed to the fourth official.

The threat of the two men, the appeal of the appeal, and the words directly pointed out that the referee's judgment was unfair.

The fourth official is also in a dilemma.

He also didn't know what happened.

But they are all organized by the same organization, and they don't help when things happen.

"Please calm down, I will record your appeal, but the penalty on the court cannot be changed!"

"Please return to the coach's bench!"

Wang Qianlin and Yu Genbao knew that it would be useless to keep fighting, and they might be fined to go to the stands.

The two left angrily, and sat back on the coach's bench with a sullen face.

Now Tianda fans in the stands quit.

Just now Tianda's goal was blown off the anger, and now he was wronged for handball, Buddha must be angry.

"Black whistle!"

"Fix the ball!"

"The Liaodong team bribed the referee!"

"Qin Feng, you are not considered a person!"

"What kind of tactic is that, maybe Cruyff invented it!"

"Shameless, Qin Feng!"

"..."

The abuse was transferred from the Liaodong team to Qin Feng.

The Tianda fans also found the exact target of the attack.

In just an instant, the nineteen generations of Qin Feng's ancestors were pulled out and plowed.

Qin Feng's face was livid, and he couldn't say a word.

So what if you can say it?

One against ten thousand?

Besides, what's wrong with the fans?

If he was in the stands, the scolding would be worse than this!

The foot management department is really good at calculating!

But he didn't say a word, and there were plenty of people who spoke for him.

All the Liaodong fans present were so angry that their scalps exploded when they heard that the opponent started to attack Qin Feng.

Who is Qin Feng?

With his own strength, he brought the sluggish Liaodong team back to the top, led the team to defeat Japan, defeated South Korea, and did not lose in the battle against Spain.

Not to mention that since Qin Feng entered Liaodong, he has vigorously promoted reforms.

Leaving aside the fact that the team's performance is getting better and better, it's just that policies such as fans' open days and fan association membership cards have given Liaodong fans a lot of benefits.

In the hearts of Liaodong fans, Qin Feng is like a god.

Now someone is pointing at Qin Feng's nose and scolding his mother, that's okay!

"Dare to scold Director Qin!"

"I don't want to live with you!"

"It's okay to scold me, scold Director Qin for killing you!"

"Old and young masters in Liaodong, show them some strength!"

"..."

All Liaodong fans erupted, and nearly 5 people shouted and cursed at [-] Tianda fans.

The stands for the fans of the two sides are separated by an aisle, guarded by security personnel in the middle.

If it weren't for the trouble, the Liaodong fans would have to rush up and fight hand-to-hand.

But there is a way to make life difficult.

Some Liaodong fans were close, and they threw their objects over.

Among them, mineral water bottles and lighters are the most.

Thanks to Li Wenkang and the other backbones of the fan association sitting far away, otherwise the big drums in their hands would have to be smashed over.

Facing the attack of Liaodong fans, Tianda fans were not to be outdone.

They are all men from the Northeast, who is afraid of whom!

They also frantically fought back with various items in their hands.

For a while, mineral water lighters in the sky crackled and flew around. Some aggressive ones even took off their shoes and belts and smashed them randomly.

This is a pain for the security personnel in the middle.

You can't stop it, you can't persuade it, you can't persuade it.

They held hands and used human flesh to set up a cordon to prevent the two sides from truly "fighting".

But this is not the way.

In less than a few minutes, many people were hit several times.

Fans from both sides had a bad temper and had already rushed to the aisle from two directions, trying to break through the interception of the security personnel.

Behind them, red Liaodong fans, blue Tianda fans, countless people flocked here.

View from the sky.

The huge Wulihe Stadium.

Most of them are like raging flames, and the smaller half are like huge waves, frantically gathering together...

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