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"The public security in Barcelona is in a dangerous state. A large number of Real Madrid fans appear on the streets of Barcelona and continue to clash with local fans. Since yesterday, various fights have been occurring in an endless stream. We call on ordinary people to do whatever is necessary. Reasons not to travel to the following specific areas”

Barcelona's morning news is filled with news of various violent clashes between fans from both sides.

In the past, Spanish El Clasico, although it was also popular, would not be like a war like it is now.

But since the antagonism between the two sides has become serious and they have incited extreme positions, fans on both sides have shown an extremely violent attitude.

Barcelona police were out in force, zoning out across the city.

They even wanted to restrict the activity area of ​​Real Madrid fans and reduce the contact between fans on both sides, but this also caused great dissatisfaction among Real Madrid fans.

They believed that Barcelona was treating people differently, which caused further unrest.

It can be said that since last night, the whole of Barcelona has not stopped, with various violent acts by fans on both sides.

In Suk's room, Sirna watched the news and couldn't help but grinned: "Isn't this a bit too intense? It feels like a competition with the popular Balkan derby!"

Even now, Srna still remembers the eyes of the opposing fans when he played against Red Star Belgrade.

And now, Barcelona fans look at themselves with such hatred.

Su Ke also looked at the report and felt something was wrong.

Although the Spanish El Clasico will be very popular, it is still within the acceptable range, but it is now a bit beyond the specifications.

The "hot Balkan derby" between Dinamo Salar and Red Star Belgrade is about the fuse of a war, and the emotions of confrontation and hatred caused by it.

This is a derby based on war!

But not the Spanish national derby!

Since Suker joined Real Madrid, this sense of opposition has become stronger.

Mourinho's arrival and some of his remarks further stimulated this atmosphere.

Moreover, now we have gradually entered the era of the Internet, and the fierce disputes on the Internet have been exploited by some unscrupulous media. They have guided, fueled, and fermented it, ultimately putting the two camps in an extremely antagonistic situation.

On television, there were even images of Real Madrid fans being beaten with sticks and dispersed by local police.

Regardless of the cause and effect, watching these scenes will make Real Madrid players furious.

For Barcelona, ​​these may be ‘thugs’.

But for Real Madrid, these are all supporters!

Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

Srna walked over to open the door and found Ramos standing at the door.

There was something wrong with his expression, as if he was suppressing anger.

Soon, Ramos walked in.

There are also players from Spanish local factions such as Casillas, Alonso and Khedira.

Everyone entered the house, and Suk's small room was packed to the brim.

"Did you read the morning news?"

Casillas crossed his arms, pursed his lips and said: "I didn't expect this scene to appear."

Suk nodded: "Some indeed."

He didn't know what to say, regardless of the cause and effect, but for Real Madrid, that kind of picture really made them angry.

And it was also reported in the form of news.

Maybe the locals in Barcelona are comfortable to watch, but for Real Madrid, they are very annoyed.

"This is how they treat our fans. This is beyond the scope of a fucking game." Ramos looked very testy.

Khedira also frowned: "Seeing this makes people angry, and the good mood in the morning is completely gone!"

Casillas looked at Suker: "We can't lose today's game."

"You can't lose any game." Su Ke nodded; "But this game is special!"

"Kill Barcelona!"

"Kill them!"

Ramos snapped.

Since the morning, the Real Madrid team has been like a powder keg about to explode.

At noon, Mourinho was interviewed by the media.

He denounced Barcelona police in an interview!

"They are driving away our fans like criminals and thugs, they are just doing pre-match activities according to tradition, but for Barcelona, ​​they can't even tolerate this? We will definitely hold them accountable and provide support for those who were injured. Fans ask for an explanation!”

"At the same time!" Mourinho stretched out four fingers: "Do you know what this means?"

The reporters at the scene swallowed subconsciously. Sure enough, a madman is a madman, and there will definitely be no shortage of hot spots following this guy.

Four fingers represent that they have defeated Barcelona four times in a row!

Mourinho slowly extended his fifth finger.

"It will be the fifth time soon!"

One sentence caused an uproar in the entire audience.

This is undoubtedly a direct declaration of war with Barcelona, ​​indicating that Real Madrid is about to capture the Nou Camp.

“Damn Portuguese!!”

"What is he crazy about?"

"Capture Barcelona? Let's kick his ass!"

In Barcelona's training base, everyone looked at the TV angrily.

They looked at Mourinho's arrogant attitude and couldn't help but want to tear his bad breath apart!

Guardiola also has sharp eyes.

He is still unhappy with the Spanish Super Cup defeat.

And now, they will find the scene at home!

Moreover, this time they were in good condition to prepare for this game, without any personnel injuries.

Messi is also back to form.

This time, they will definitely teach Real Madrid a lesson.

"Proceed as planned! Let's show the arrogant Madrid bugs something!" Guardiola was also really angry. Anyone who was provoked like this would be furious.

And continuing this atmosphere, it was finally game time.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the road to the Camp Nou stadium was divided into two waves, one for Barcelona fans and the other for Real Madrid fans.

There are two parallel streets, and each alleyway is guarded by a large number of police security personnel.

They were fully armed and did not dare to slack off at all.

Moreover, they removed their batons and equipped themselves with riot shields and riot forks.

But even so, watching the fans on both sides yelling at each other at the entrance of the alley, the heated scene still made them sweat.

"Fuck Camp Nou! Disgusting Barcelona people!"

"You are the bedbugs of Madrid! You should stay in the sewers!"

"The bug is talking about you. A team formed by a group of dwarves. Are you going to shrink your goal? Don't worry, even then, Suk will shoot you!"

"Fart! What is Suk? Is he as great as Messi?"

"One golden ball dares to mock two golden balls? You are the most disgusting people in the world!"

"What is a guy who can only shoot without teammates?"

"Do you dare to sell Xavi and Iniesta? Let's see what else Messi can do!"

"Then you bought Kaka and Alonso, and Suk is just as dumb!"

Fans on both sides quarreled endlessly.

The riot police in the middle were exhausted both mentally and physically.

A group of Spaniards were quarreling over an Argentinian and a Croatian. What a big deal!

However, for Barcelona, ​​Messi is the absolute focus.

At the same time, Real Madrid's Suker is also their favorite player.

Walking along the street and arriving around the stadium, the scene became even more heated.

A temporary barrier was erected for the game.

But fans on both sides continued to curse and argue across the barrier.

Some people even climbed up the isolation fence and tried to climb over, but they were quickly pulled down by the police with explosion-proof forks.

There were two rows of heavily armed riot police standing in front of the isolation barrier, but they were still being pushed and swayed by the fans. Even the isolation barrier was creaking and making a sour sound. The scene was extremely heated!

Half an hour later, with the sunset, the buses from both sides finally appeared at the Camp Nou Stadium.

Immediately, fans on both sides burst into violent cheers.

barcelona fans

"Get rid of those Madrid bugs!"

"Let them see how powerful we are!"

"Tell them what despair means!"

"Real Madrid zero seal!"

"Insult them! Humiliate them!"

real madrid fans

"Shut up those Barcelona dwarfs!"

"Come on, warriors of Madrid, let us capture the Nou Camp together!"

"Plant our flag on their home field!"

"Win the fifth victory! Humiliate these disgusting trash!"

"Onward! Onward! Real Madrid!"

When the players from both sides stepped off the bus, they immediately felt the intense atmosphere, and even their body temperatures seemed to have increased a lot.

Fans from both sides are using the most violent and violent words to greet each other.

As fans on both sides, they were also required to enter the stadium immediately and not to incite the fans to prevent any problems.

Boom boom boom boom! !

Walking into the venue, it felt like the walls were shaking.

The fierce shouts from the outside world and the stands were transmitted through the wall, which made the players on both sides understand that this game would be extremely dangerous.

"It's so hot!"

Srna let out a breath, feeling that this was not even hot anymore.

And looking at the expressions of Spanish players such as Ramos and Diarra, in addition to anger, they are angry.

"Be mentally prepared!" Su Ke also exhaled: "This game will become very special!"

"Special?" Srna was puzzled.

Su Ke said solemnly: "You will understand soon!"

Srna joined Real Madrid this season and has not experienced a real El Clasico. What's more, the fans' emotions today are so intense that they even affect the players.

To put it bluntly, the Spanish Super Cup is just a pre-season warm-up match. It does not have high gold content, so it will not be so intense.

But this direct dialogue will greatly affect the championship at the end of the season.

Therefore, both Barcelona and Real Madrid are working hard to score 120,000 points.

During the warm-up period, they fully experienced the boos and insults of 100,000 fans.

As long as Real Madrid players touch the ball, they will interfere, ridicule, and abuse in various ways.

If the psychological quality is not good, there will be almost no performance.

This game will test not only the players' ability, but also their psychological quality.

Anyway, after the warm-up session, the Real Madrid players became even more excited.

In the Real Madrid locker room, after everyone changed their jerseys, Mourinho came to the middle.

He said in a fierce tone:

"Remember! This is no longer a simple game, this is war!"

Mourinho said angrily: "There are hundreds of thousands of Barcelona fans gathered here. They are waiting for our jokes. They want to kill us. What we need to do is to give them a heavy counterattack and use the most powerful counterattack." Tell them, victory belongs to Real Madrid!”

Casillas shouted: "Victory belongs to Real Madrid!"

Roar! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The crowd roared and began to follow Casillas out of the locker room.

Just as they were about to walk out of the dressing room, Mourinho suddenly grabbed Srna.

"The emotions of the players are very high, but there may be some extreme reactions. When the time comes, you have to try to stop them."

Srna is still very calm, rarely takes cards, and can control his temper.

But Ramos and Pepe are different.

These two big players!

Now in this situation again, someone must restrain them.

Not only Mourinho, but Suker also approached Casillas alone to emphasize the issues between Ramos and Pepe.

"I understand and I will always remind them."

Casillas nodded immediately.

Suker is in the frontcourt and cannot take care of the backcourt, so he can only leave it to Casillas.

Su Ke nodded: "Leave the goal to me!"

Casillas was stunned for a moment, and Suk's confident speech made him smile.

That’s right!

Give the goal to Suker!

He didn't have the slightest doubt about this!

The starting lineups of both sides are as follows:

Barcelona (4-3-3):

Goalkeeper: Valdes.

Defenders: Alves, Puyol, Pique, Abidal.

Midfielder: Iniesta, Busquets, Xavi.

Forwards: Messi, Villa, Pedro.

Real Madrid (4-3-3):

Goalkeeper: Casillas.

Defenders: Srna, Ramos, Pepe, Marcelo.

Midfielder: Khedira, Alonso, Di Maria.

Forwards: Kaka, Benzema, Suker.

The starting lineup of both sides was full of elites, and it was a life-or-death fight.

"This is the 13th round of La Liga in the 2010/2011 season, Barcelona vs. Real Madrid at home!"

"This is also the first Spanish El Clasico this season!"

"Barcelona has not won in the past four games, and this time, they are playing at home and there are no shortcomings in their personnel. Can they win the game?"

"And for Real Madrid, can they beat Barcelona again and continue to defend their position at the top of the La Liga standings?"

Under the spotlight, Barcelona players wearing red and blue striped jerseys and Real Madrid players wearing white jerseys stood on both sides of the court.

Real Madrid took the lead in the first half.

Suker and Benzema were standing in the center circle. They saw the referee walking out of the center circle and preparing to blow the whistle.

"It's about to begin!" Su Ke said solemnly.

Benzema: "Fuck them!"

Beep! ! !

The whistle sounded.

The audience burst into violent cheers.

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

Su Ke immediately kicked off the ball and Benzema passed it back directly.

Benzema immediately ran forward, while Suker and Kaká supported the ball slightly inward to increase the number of reception points for midfield passes.

Sure enough, after the kick-off, Barcelona immediately rushed towards Real Madrid's half and started a fierce high-pressure.

"Here I am! Here I am!"

Marcelo raised his hand to signal Pepe to pass the ball.

After receiving the ball, Marcelo immediately stuffed it diagonally forward, avoiding Messi's pressing.

At the same time, improve your status.

But Messi followed suit and blocked the channel for Alonso to pass to Marcelo.

Helpless, Alonso could only continue to pass back.

The ball kept moving in Real Madrid's half, but it was difficult to pass forward.

"Under Barcelona's high-position press, Real Madrid found it difficult to pass the ball. It was difficult for Alonso to turn around and face the attacker, and Barcelona did not relax its pressure on the frontcourt at all!"

boom!

In the fierce confrontation between Srna and Pedro, Srna kicked the ball hard at Pedro's feet, and the ball flew out of the sideline.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Khedira ran to the sideline and prepared to throw the handball.

But Barcelona kept interfering with his delivery.

"Damn it!"

Khedira couldn't help but curse secretly.

At this time, Srna suddenly moved forward; "Throw it over!"

Khedira immediately threw the ball towards Srna.

Srna used the arch of his foot to cushion the ball, and the ball was in mid-air.

Before Pedro could press forward again, Srna twisted his waist and made a pass.

The ball was like a sharp sword, penetrating the half-court at a height of half altitude, and transferred directly from the right side to the left side. Marcelo followed up, jumped slightly, and easily unloaded the ball.

"Beautiful!"

Marcelo couldn't help but admire.

The ball was successfully picked from the right side, and Marcelo immediately passed the ball forward along the wing to Suker.

Suk turned his back to catch the ball. The moment he was about to catch the ball and turn around, the joint on the back of his knee was suddenly pushed.

Suk's knees weakened, his center of gravity shifted, and he couldn't help but fall forward.

"damn it!"

Beep! ! !

The whistle sounded and the referee blew the whistle directly.

Behind Suker, Busquets looked confused.

Pretending to be garlic?

Suker glared at Busquets.

The referee signaled Busquets for a foul but did not give him a card.

Suk got up from the ground and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Are you starting to do some tricks now?

Okay, assholes, this is your first

Ah~~~~~~~! ! !

Su Ke immediately turned his head.

He saw Busquets covering his face and falling to the ground.

But Peipei, under the tug of the crowd, lowered his head and sprayed wildly.

The saliva was flying everywhere and the look on his face was ferocious, as if he was going to beat someone up at any moment.

Beep!

The whistle sounded again.

The referee showed Pepe a yellow card.

Suk covered his cheek!

Pepe, thank you so fucking much!

"Pepe stood up for Suker, but this yellow card is not very valuable!"

There is no value in it, it is simply random!

At the beginning of the game, the central defender got a yellow card!

This is not good news.

Barcelona will definitely start to attack Pepe's position, and Marcelo and Alonso will have to drop back to share the defensive pressure.

If you don't want Pepe to get a red card, you have to be foolproof.

But once this happens, it will become difficult for Real Madrid to play the ball.

Suk looked at Casillas from a distance.

‘Why didn’t you stop me? ’

Casillas scratched his cheek in embarrassment, but before he could react, Pepe had already killed him!