heavy artillery king

"Damn guy, we can't lose this game no matter what."

"We can't lose. We must give him a good look in this game."

"The protagonist of this game must be us."

...

Seeing that Xiao Ge was so popular with the fans, the Barcelona players were somewhat unbalanced. The gap was too huge. Originally, Arsenal was more popular than them here. Now there is another Xiao Ge who is good at creating focus. It is to let the Barcelona players have a sense of frustration of being marginalized. They have encountered unprecedented cold reception. For these Barcelona superstars, this is a shame. They have never tried to be so underestimated, and it was still before the game.

People fight for breath, Buddha fights for incense, the fighting spirit in the hearts of the Barcelona players is also lifted at this time, and the hostility towards Arsenal is fully revealed.

"Hello Hello hello"...

Shaking hands with each other before the game, the Barcelona players were naked, all staring at the Arsenal players with 'fierce' eyes, especially towards the third Arsenal player - Xiao Ge, there were several fierce eyes like It's like eating Xiao Ge, among which Eto'o is the most direct.

"Boy, remember, the competition is not for you alone!" Eto'o murmured a few words in Xiao Ge's ear almost gnashing his teeth.

"........."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Oh?!"

"Oh my god, what did Xiao say to Eto'o?!"

"What's going on? Why did Eto'o ignore Xiao's handshake!"

"What happened to the two of them?!"

...

There was a brief moment of astonishment, followed by deafening boos from the audience.The shot that was originally fleeting was repeated over and over again.

Under the camera, Eto'o ignored Xiao Ge's extended hand.Directly staggering his body and reaching out to Van Persie, the African made no secret of his hostility towards Xiao Ge.Everyone was dumbfounded. They couldn't understand and understand Eto'o's rebelliousness. They could only think that they had conflicts during their brief contact, and they were irreconcilable conflicts.

The other players of Arsenal and Barcelona were also stunned. The Barcelona players probably understood Eto'o's mentality, this cheetah who had experienced ups and downs.In the Barcelona team, he is both proud and inferior. Now he is obviously irritated by the 'unfair' attitude of the outside world, and he feels a little helpless to make this move.

The Arsenal team members felt bewildered at first, and then they felt angry. The opponent's action was obviously disrespectful to Xiao Ge, and even an insult.Not only Henry and others who had shaken hands with Eto'o before glared.

Van Persie, who was standing behind Xiao Ge, stared at Eto'o, and said disdainfully: "I will not shake hands with someone who is rude to my brother." Eto'o, with a sullen face, stepped over to save some face for Xiao Ge.

"Ooooh. The conflict between Arsenal and Barcelona has escalated, and the scene is in chaos!"

"It's terrible, what did we see?!"

"Huh, explosive, explosive, this will definitely be an explosive game. It was doomed from the moment they stepped onto the court!"

"Unimaginable, really unimaginable, this is the first time in the history of the Champions League that this has happened."

"The two teams fought each other from the very beginning!"

...

"Coax!" The sound.The Stade de France exploded in an instant. The tit-for-tat provocations of the two teams on the court attracted the attention of countless people. They expected that this game would be as fierce as sparks hitting the earth, but they never expected that this kind of intensity would be separated from the very beginning. The members of the two teams made no secret of their hostility towards each other, and this hostility was even a confrontation with mutual contempt.

The attitude of Eto'o ignoring Xiao Ge and Van Persie ignoring Eto'o also aroused more confrontation between the two teams. First, Xavi ignored Pires, and Eboue also responded. Next, Leo Mann, Valdes, Campbell, Oleg..., total disregard.

Henry and Puyol also tried to ease the confrontation between the two teams and offered to extend their hands, but the time was too short, and the other side ignored their own face, the two captains were also angry, whether they wanted to hold each other or not, in the end Although they stretched out their hands, they each had a cold face. Although there was no stalemate, the smell of gunpowder became stronger.

When Hauge saw this scene, his heart felt faintly tense. It seemed that the game was going to deviate from his track from the very beginning. A game that will be so head-to-head is destined to be brought up repeatedly.

Thinking of the situation of the two teams, Hauge felt that the stone in his heart was getting heavier, his throat couldn't help tightening, and he choked a few times.

"Haug, what's the matter, are you sick?" The assistant referee next to him saw that the referee's expression was a little off, and asked with concern.

"Huh, damn it, don't ask such idiotic questions, can't you see their situation clearly?" Hauge, who was a little uneasy in his heart, sent his annoyance to his assistants. The pressure before the battle is not only for the players. Yes, sometimes in highly anticipated matches, the pressure on the referee is even heavier, especially in this kind of match full of gunpowder and tit-for-tat, the referee is often a dead ghost.

Although it is an honor to be able to officiate such an important final, especially the peak duel between two teams that is destined to be recorded in history, this feeling of witnessing history is somewhat exciting to Hauge, but Hauge is not a For those who want to show off, it is king to follow the meaning of Shangfeng. Hauge's pressure is unprecedented.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Barcelona, ​​you trash!"

"Go back to your filthy London!"

"Damn Brits, I finally know why you are called football bugs, hehe, you are as rude as your team!"

"You Spanish bitches, why don't you tell everyone that you're gay. Don't you want to be as hypocritical as your matadors?"

"Trash, are you afraid? Is this the only way?"

"It's you who are afraid, you poor little protected ones! How many of you licked/licked that guy Platini's ass!"

"Go back to your world! That old lady Wenger can't take care of you idiots!"

"Damn bastards, you football trash, you can't stay here, get out with your team!"

"Shit, will we be afraid of you, just like our team, we will trample you under your feet. Completely let you be ignored!"

"Son of a bitch! Shut your mouths!"

"Reptilians! You will be kicked out by us!"

"You bastards, you'll taste the grass behind us later!"

"Violent, damned British hooligans!"

"You've finally taken off your disguise, Spanish pirates!"

"Brigands of England, you have never been nobles, let your gentlemen go to hell!" "Tut tut tut tut tut"

.......

There were boos all over the sky, and the 'unfriendliness' of both sides was quickly passed on to the entire stands.Obviously, the fans think that the opponent's players are too rude, but obviously they are ignoring their idols.At the same time, it also detonated the conflict between the fans of both sides in the stands.First accusations, then provocations, then verbal abuse, and then targeted shoving, like gangsters fighting for territory.The provocative confrontation in a line, extending from the top row of seats to the bottom billboard, cut the stand into two sides in a simple and intuitive way, so clear.

"It's time, it's time to start... What's going on?"

"Why did the camera move away?!"

"What happened?!"

"Oh?! Confronted, resisted!"

"Huh, it seems that the fans of both sides are also going to compare. Who is more popular."

"It's time to test the French!"

"It's been a really chaotic game, even though the game hasn't started yet."

"Tsk tsk, obviously the fans of both sides are much more intense than their players."

"Arsenal and Barcelona players are clearly to blame for this fan standoff!"

"Security doesn't look like enough to separate fans from both sides, their compatriots are really slow."

"The stupid romance of the French seems to be at it again!"

"Seeing such efficiency, even Platini should blush. The French can no longer laugh at the Italians. At least at this time, the Italians are far more reliable than the French."

"Oh, God, damn it, the Spaniards are always so rude, they are always good at provoking things, but they dare not confront them head-on, these hateful soft-legged shrimps!"

"Unbelievable, unbelievable! Damn, the English have always been a representative of violence. They should be completely kicked out of every stadium. This group of vulgar John Bulls, what British gentlemen, this is the biggest joke they have dedicated to the world!"

......

The gunpowder-flavored handshake before the game is over. Finally, the players of both sides entered their respective halfs. The global focus is on Hauge. Such a super heavyweight duel was staged, and the commentators in the major live broadcast rooms have already shaken their cheeks They were about to start talking, but unfortunately the director on the scene put the door on their mouths.

As soon as the screen turned, the noisy grandstand appeared in everyone's sight. Everyone was stunned by the complicated scene, and then unanimously let out dissatisfied teasing. The game was full of gunpowder from the beginning, and at the end The confrontation between the fans of the two sides is more like lighting a powder keg, which makes people feel upset. Naturally, these commentators will not be polite. They have never seen such a large-scale scene in such an important final, and they are also affected by it. It had a lot of influence, and he started to tease with emotion, and by the way, he also attracted the Frenchman.

Of course, the Spanish and British media people will only blame each other. At this time, both Barcelona and Arsenal represent the highest level of their respective football, and it is their pride that they are superior to others. People 'slandered'.

"The situation is wrong! The French have not yet appeared."

"Separate them quickly!"

"Oh?! God!"

"Damn, what did I see?!"

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