A sliding tackle at the beginning, I am a star in Great Britain

Chapter 250 Milner: What are you doing?Ferguson: Let Jones go!

"Oh!"

De Jong charged straight up and directly knocked Wang Shen to the ground.

Wang Shen endured the tightness in his chest and stood up, reaching out to grab the opponent's neck.

It seems that this game can't be improved, so they can simply enlarge their moves at the beginning.

Wang Shen's idea was not a temporary idea, and he tested De Jong's malice for this reason.

Instead of waiting for the opponent to shovel your ankle before making a move, it is better to apply for a red card after a fierce fight early.

Anyway, Manchester United has the upper hand.

Without keeping a draw by myself, the standings are still at the top.

It's not the best choice, but it's better than being half-crippled.

But before Wang Shen's hand grabbed De Jong's neck, the referee inserted himself between the two.

"Di~Di~Di~"

He hastily blew his hands, signaling the two to back off.

Then he pulled De Jong aside and warned with a serious face.

"is that OK?"

Carrick ran up from behind and asked.

"It's okay, I just hit my chest."

Wang Shen shook his head and replied loudly.

He had to be louder because the boos from the Red Devils fans were too loud.

"Don't do it, he is deliberately provoking you, I will pay attention to the penalty scale."

After warning De Jong, the referee came to Wang Shen and said kind words.

"Then you should give him a yellow card directly, Mr. Referee, otherwise the result may not be what you and I want to see."

Wang Shen stared into the referee's eyes and said with a serious face.

The referee froze for a moment, then shook his head helplessly.

"That action was not very dangerous, it was just a slightly reckless collision, which is a reasonable measure of confrontation in the Premier League."

He gave an explanation and continued to release his kindness.

Wang Shen nodded in understanding, but still added a sentence.

"This may be his temptation to you."

The referee just shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

Then a free kick was awarded to Manchester United, and Wang Shen handed it directly to Carrick to serve.

He ran forward by himself, leaving the position of support to Evra who came in from the left.

But as soon as he ran to the opposite penalty area, De Jong posted it without hesitation.

"Oh!"

The two collided hard, and De Jong bared his teeth.

"You boy is much softer than before."

Wang Shen didn't even look at him, but just paid attention to Evra who was holding the ball.

His ignorance made De Jong angry, and the old guy pinched Wang Shen viciously behind his back.

"Oh!"

Wang Shen gave the opponent an elbow with the help of a feint, then turned around and moved laterally to the left.

Evra's pass came immediately, and Wang Shen led the ball and was ready to go down.

"Oh!"

De Jong leaned forward fiercely, and directly gave a mandatory brake to Wang Shen who was just about to start.

Wang Shen didn't care about adjusting his balance. He first pushed the ball behind him to control the ball, and then stabilized his figure.

As soon as his figure stabilized, De Jong leaned forward again.

At the same time, he kept making small movements with his hands, using his body to cover up, constantly digging, twisting, and pulling at Wang Shen's body.

Good guy!
Since his debut, Wang Shen has had such an experience for the first time.

It's not that no one has pinched him in the game before, there are still many dirty defensive players.

But that may be at a critical moment, how can there be such a damaging move after the first confrontation.

Wang Shen didn't want to suffer.

Simply take advantage of the opportunity to protect the ball, and turn the left and right elbows to the rear wheel.

"Boom bang bang..."

He punched the opponent several times in a row, but De Jong just didn't back away.

I have to say that this is really a sinister tough guy.

"Di!"

The referee blew his whistle again, this time against Wang Shen.

His movement was so big that the referee had to give a warning.

"He pinched me, here, take a look."

Wang Shen directly lifted his clothes for the referee to see.

Under normal circumstances, the referee really doesn't know how to look at it.

But the person who couldn't stand to let him watch it was Captain Britain, so he took a polite look.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but there are really bruises at first glance.

So De Jong was warned again.

But warnings don't solve the problem.

For the next ten minutes or so, De Jong kept entangled with Wang Shen.

Wang Shen felt that his two lower backs were probably pinched purple.

of course.

The other party didn't get well either.

Wang Shen guessed that the opponent's waist and abdomen should also be flushed.

But even though he didn't suffer in the fight, the match also came to a stalemate.

Facing this kind of extremely sinister brown sugar defense, Wang Shen couldn't make any moves at all.

I can't bear the severe pain in my waist, so why don't I have a deep-fried meatball?

After persisting like this for more than ten minutes, Wang Shen was really angry.

He was going to give the other party a hard time, to let him know that people's hearts are sinister.

But without waiting for him to step down, De Jong first came with a sliding shovel.

It's no wonder that Wang Shen is not black enough, the main reason is that De Jong has very few opportunities to hold the ball.

As the core of Manchester United, he has too many opportunities to hold the ball.

Correspondingly, De Jong has more chances to hurt him.

This time, De Jong's shovel was restrained, and he didn't directly face his ankle.

But the ferocious movement still caused Wang Shen to turn around in the air.

When he fell to the ground, he was in a daze.

"Di!"

The referee blew his whistle again and showed a yellow card without hesitation.

This action is indeed enough to give a yellow card!
De Jong didn't say much, just gave an innocent expression.

Rooney ran up to bump him, but Milner put his arms around him before he could.

"What are you doing, Nigel?"

Milner pulled De Jong aside very hard, and yelled in his ear.

"I said not to hurt him, your action is full of danger."

"He's not hurt, James, I'm just limiting his play."

De Jong roared equally angrily, and then added, "Also, pay attention to whose teammate you are."

"This horse is the captain of my national team!"

Milner roared angrily, then pushed De Jong away, "Restrain me a bit, don't play tricks."

Manchester City's internal strife was unexpected, and Milner's appearance for Wang Shen was also unexpected.

But thinking about Wang Shen getting along with Milner in the national team, all this seems to be reasonable.

Manchester United fans are cheering for Milner, but Manchester City fans are a little embarrassed.

Shhh!

This is their own player, and they perform well on weekdays.

Don't boo!
Fighting with your own teammates for the sake of outsiders, this seems really inappropriate.

Those who are Manchester City fans and England fans think everything is normal.

Fight back to fight, fight back to fight!
Don't make fun of the national team!

You are an athlete of the Dutch national team, so don't think about hurting our England captain.

"King, are you hurt?"

Pei Lan came to the sidelines and yelled at Wang Shen who was not far away.

"No problem, I'm fine."

Wang Shen, who had already recovered, moved his body and replied.

"Ok!"

Perrin responded, turned around and saw Sir Ferguson waving at him.

"What's the situation?" Perrin stepped forward and asked.

"Wake Jones up to warm up and tell him what to do."

The old man said with a gloomy face, and then looked at De Jong on the field with eyes without any emotion.

(End of this chapter)