football king

Mourinho, who was still calm at first, saw Mordred's movements and almost lost his breath. With trembling hands, he said to the assistant coach: "Go! Replace him! I don't want to play a game. Break his leg!"

Mourinho's almost roaring voice made the assistant coach almost deaf, and hurried to the referee to replace Mordred.

Rao Mourinho reacted quickly, and Mordred celebrated so arrogantly at home, which also aroused anger.

The players in Malaga were all young, and they staggered back Mordred directly. Mordred was not such a noble person, and he lay down on the turf decisively, with a half-smile in the corner of his eyes. That kind of rogue energy made the referee who favored him speechless. He thought about the red card in his hand for a long time before deciding to give it out.

The referee knew that if he didn't care about it now, he was afraid that there would be a fight, so he stopped a fight with his actions.

The Malaga players could only look at Mordred with red eyes, but could do nothing.

Ronaldo pulled him up from the ground, and patted the grass clippings on his body, "You can wait to be scolded by your husband later."

Hearing this, Mordred, who was still invincible just now, instantly turned bitter, "Chris, please intercede for me...I'm afraid that I will be scolded to death by my husband."

Ronaldo helped Mordred off the field. Anyway, there are more than ten minutes left, and time consumption is also part of the tactics.

"I thought you were not afraid of anyone anymore, since you dare to be so arrogant, you have to face the storm by yourself." Ronaldo gave him a casual look.

Mordred looked up at Mourinho, who was on the sidelines with his hands crossed, his face so gloomy that it could rain at any time, and he bowed his head guilty.

He just didn't want to face it. Ronaldo put him on the sidelines and left. There are still 8 minutes left.

Mordred carefully glanced at Mourinho and finally chose to be frank and lenient, "Sir... I was wrong. I shouldn't provoke the fans at home."

As a result, Mourinho didn't even look at him, his eyes were looking at the stadium, his face was still gloomy.

So they saw this scene on the broadcast. It was obvious that the protagonist of a hat-trick in a game was like an abandoned puppy circling around Mourinho. move.

The commentator who discovered this scene also laughed, "Hey, Mourinho can't treat our hero like this. He is still a child. He is already great. He opened the situation as soon as he came on the field against Malaga, and even played against Malaga. Got a hat trick!"

The fans squatting in front of the TV looked at each other's pitiful eyes, and their hearts almost melted.

The anger in the hearts of the home fans, including the home fans, subsided a bit after seeing this scene, but then thinking about the opponent pouring them three goals and provoking them, the anger ignited again.

The game time was coming to an end, and 3 minutes were given in stoppage time.

The anger of the Malaga players being provoked by Mordred has been completely ignited, giving up defense, and all players except the goalkeeper participated in the offense.

The opponent's striker finally broke through the defense and shot straight to the oblique corner. This was the third time in the field that he hit the target, but Cassie punched him out and landed at Marcelo's feet.

The guard with the knife didn't stop at all, and chose to press directly.

Malaga, who was suddenly hit by a counterattack, reacted quickly, but not as fast as Real Madrid. In the blink of an eye, the ball passed five times and landed at Benzema's feet. Passed between the hands.

The goal whistle sounded quickly, followed by the end whistle.

The home fans covered their faces with scarves, sobbing endlessly. They were poured four in one game, and they got one egg. This made it unacceptable for fans who paid a lot of money to watch football.

On the contrary, the Real Madrid fans who came with the team were waving their flags and shouting. Although the number of fans was less than half of the home fans, they forcibly turned this place into Real Madrid's home stadium.

All this is due to Mordred, but now the great hero wants to please Mourinho.

After celebrating with other players, Mourinho entered the locker room first.

Seeing this posture, the remaining stars all looked at Mordred with pity, and Captain Casey even reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Mordred looked at the door of the locker room, rumpled his little golden hair and followed into the locker room.

After entering the locker room, the Mourinho hair dryer started to work.

The documents in hand were all chattered by Wu, "You are capable! Provoke the opposite goalkeeper! Provoke the fans! Are you planning to offend the entire Malaga by yourself? They have no chance to do so this time, so next time What? Next time? If the other party deliberately breaks your leg, what can you do!?"

"Once this incident happens, the reporters will stare at you like a fly, and put a hat of arrogance and ignorance on your head! It will be difficult for you to take it down again!"

Mordred, who was going to admit his mistake directly, raised his head immediately, his eyes were like spotlights, "Then shall we let them play? In the first half, Chris was fouled by them and lost the ball no less than six times, and Ozil was caught by the opponent. Hit three times..."

Precise data spit out from Mordred's mouth, and these have always been in his head. His arrogance is not revenge for Malaga's half-time foul.

Mourinho looked at Mordred, who was stalking his neck, with a face of reluctance, and his movements froze for a moment.

The stars who were changing clothes around saw the stalemate between the two, and suddenly felt bad. Kaka, a good old man, just wanted to say a few words to ease it.

Faced with such a high-spirited young player, Mr. Madman was the first to soften, "Of course I know how many times the opponent has committed fouls. I will condemn them after the game, but you can't, you are just getting started, and your title should not There are such bad reviews, do you understand?"

Of course Mordred understands the kindness of Mr. Madman. Mr. Madman has always maintained his players in a unique way. All the dirty water and sewage are poured on him to make his players clean.

Mordred lowered his head, "I'm sorry sir, I'm...too frivolous, but I don't regret what I did today. The opponent is not playing football at all, but kicking people."

Mordred knows that he lacks respect for the fans and players of Malaga, but what the other party does also deserves his respect.

Following Mordred's apology, Kaka stood up to help him excuse, "Sir, Meris didn't mean that. You understand, he has always been very strict about football, and he rarely does this in the United States."

Ozil immediately explained: "Yes, yes, Malaga's players are indeed too much. If Mordred didn't do this, maybe they would have fouled many times in the second half."

A vocal, half-room star but began to explain for Mordred.

Mourinho scanned for a week and found that those usually equally proud stars were explaining to Mordred, gnashing their teeth in their hearts.

He wasn't so arrogant when he came here just now!It's all your favor to become like this now!

The author has something to say:

In fact, the madman is also for the good of Mordred. He wants the opponent's title to be clean without any stains, and he is worried that he will be retaliated by the opponent's players and fans. He is arrogant.

As for Meris, he couldn't stand the opponent's fouls on Ronaldo and Ozil.Both are kind.

The wedding is finally over. It's already nine o'clock when I get home today. I will compensate everyone with [-] words tomorrow. I'm really sorry.