Football Modifier

Chapter 720: Bad luck! Moji's fate

A splitting headache.

It was like being hit hard on the head with a twenty-pound hammer.

Ibrahimovic tried hard to stay awake, but it was very difficult. The huge cheers in his ears poured into his ears like a tide. Along with the buzzing in his ears, he put his hands on the ground and tried to climb up……

Opening his eyes, he saw an angry face, looking down at him, spittle and moist hot air sprayed on his face, and the roar in his ears gradually became clear: "Who is this fucking joke? ? Ah? Tell me, who the hell is the joke?"

Ibrahimovic finally recognized the face in front of him with difficulty——

Ranokia!

The 'bastard' who ruined his shot twice in a row and was laughed at.

He touched the place where his head hurt, and saw a sticky liquid. He turned his head, and his scalp seemed to be torn. In the distance, the football was still lying quietly inside the goal line, proving his most terrifying guess. Not an illusion.

"...GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL——!!"

"Another killer kill, another Madman Li style killer!"

"At the last second, Crazy Li did not let down the fans who chanted his name. He boldly pressed forward and created an opportunity at the last moment... This is a reward for the brave. Allegri was conservative at the last moment. If he had If you are bolder, you will not give Inter Milan so many opportunities to attack with the ball..."

"[Saint Ranocchia]——!!!"

"...He is like a god descending from the sky, so swift and domineering that he is unstoppable!"

"...Ibrahimovic's head-flicking clearance looked like a joke, Ranocchia almost fired him into the goal along with the ball!"

"...Oh, there was an accident. AC Milan's team doctor came on the field. Ibrahimovic's head was bright red... It seemed that he was bleeding during the fight for the top... It seemed that the Swede had faked it for himself. The fall cost a huge price!”

"3:2——!! [Nerazzurri] takes the lead for the third time..."

"...Inter Milan showed us the strong willfulness of the Triple Crown champions. Facing AC Milan, the greatest team in recent years, they still had the last laugh despite leading twice and being tied twice. Crazy Li Yangyan Words of replicating the miracle of last season are still floating in our ears this season. It seems that this is not just a wonderful wish, but a reality that is right in front of us..."

"AC Milan fans are shocked, they can't believe it!"

"Happiness suddenly came, and everyone in the Nella team cried with joy..."

The crazy explanations of the commentators showed that at this moment, all the creatures in the San Siro Stadium, with different faces, released the ultimate expression of various expressions, joy and sorrow, after Ranocchia's headbutt. , blossomed instantly in the time at San Siro!

South Stand——

Tears soaked his face, clothes, seat and... soul.

A moment ago, the inflatable cartoon-shaped [Red Devil] was flying up and down in the night wind of San Siro like a ball of hot flames. It seemed that someone had punctured the outer layer, and suddenly it leaked and fell into the sky. The plastic outer layer had already cracked. The floor fell down and fell into the stands, breaking the hearts of countless Milan fans!

North Stand——

The same tears.

But these tears are not cold, but hot.

Happiness, coming so suddenly and yet so slowly, brought those fans who had fallen into deep despair as the game time moved towards the end, instantly back to life. Cheers, applause, and tears are the best ways to express feelings!

On the podium seat.

Berlusconi couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, stood up and walked away without caring about his demeanor.

Moratti on the other side didn't care about this. The old man also abandoned his so-called grace and hugged the people around him crazily. Then he couldn't contain the excitement in his heart. He stood up and clapped repeatedly, not even caring about dropping his glasses on the ground. Go up and pick it up...

Bang——!

In the VIP box.

[The Red Archbishop Outside the Football Stadium] Moji fell into the chair behind him, his face ashen. Ranocchia's goal turned into a mysterious force that instantly drained all the energy from his body. An unprecedented sense of frustration made Moji feel weak as never before...

He wanted to turn around and leave.

But I couldn't take a step forward.

Moreover, he cannot let AC supporters see him leaving at this time. In that case, everything he has done before will be in vain... In fact, whether AC Milan dies or not has nothing to do with him, not even Juventus's winning and losing rankings are not what worries Moji. What Moji is really afraid of is Crazy Li!

What made Moji even more angry was that after Lano's other goals, he didn't see Madman Li provoking him... Is it difficult for him to even disdain provocation?

"damn it--!"

force--! !

Less than a second after the restart, Pato knocked the football to his partner Ibrahimovic when temporary referee Chris Villa blew the whistle to end the game.

Bang bang bang——!

Countless red and black hearts were broken at this moment.

They also look forward to a miracle, but the miracle only belongs to Crazy Li.

Cheers erupted at San Siro.

The blue-black color turned into a wanton ocean, into a roaring raging wave, into nine days of rolling thunder, sweeping across San Siro, sweeping through the city of Milan, sweeping across Europe, sweeping across the world...

"The game is over, Inter Milan has won!"

"A game that can definitely be recorded as a classic. Except for the referee Carlini who was like a clown, both AC Milan and Inter Milan showed the great qualities that a giant team should have. Even if they lost, AC Milan Milan deserves applause too!”

"The result of the game means that the league points gap between the Milan duo has changed from 5 points to 2 points. With 6 rounds left in the 2010-2011 Serie A season, AC Milan is not without opportunities. As long as they continue to win in the next 6 games, the league championship will still belong to the Rossoneri!”

After the commentators finally stabilized their emotions, they sent their blessings to the Milan duo.

At this time, the entire San Siro has become a sea of ​​change.

The Nella group members waved various slogans and flags, shouted various songs and slogans, and were unwilling to leave for a long time, wanting to continue the glory and joy of this moment until eternity...

Reporters rushed into the stadium frantically and surrounded the interviewees they had selected earlier. They said that they could not let anyone slip away. Microphones, mobile phones, voice recorders, MP5 and other "stick-like objects" were inserted fiercely into them.

However, what disappointed the reporters was that the biggest protagonist, Crazy Li, had disappeared from the court at some point. They searched almost every lawn in San Siro and could not find him. This really made them crazy. It's disappointing. The reporters are also preparing to 'seduce' Madman Li to bombard the referee, the referee committee, and the Italian Football Association...

Well, that can only happen in the post-match press conference.

Fifteen minutes later.

Press conference hall of San Siro Stadium.

The post-match press conference of the just-concluded high-profile Milan derby is about to begin. However, to the despair of the reporters, Crazy Li still did not appear here. The person who spoke after the game on behalf of Inter Milan was the assistant coach. Gabriel Batistuta.

"The players and I feel very sorry for the final result of the game. We gave everything for the victory, but this is football. Congratulations to Inter Milan for winning the game... However, there are still 6 rounds of league games, and we are still The leader, the initiative to compete for the championship is still with AC Milan, we will not give up any hope..."

Allegri stood and was interviewed by reporters.

Although he was still full of confidence in anticipation, he could not hide the disappointment on his face. After a few brief words, he shook hands with Batistuta and hurriedly left.

The reporters turned their attention to [God of War].

"We are satisfied with the result of the game. AC Milan is only a respectable opponent... but we are not satisfied with some things that happened during the game. The referee Carlini's behavior was incredible. Ibrahimo Vic's flopping insults his status in the hearts of the fans. This is not the moral character that a noble player should have... We will collect evidence and file a complaint with the Football Association!"

Batistuta spoke calmly.

But everyone can hear the strong murderous intent in the words, which also represents Madman Li's consistent style of revenge. Although the real owner did not appear at the press conference, there was some information that reporters hoped to get. Batistuta Throw them out without hesitation.

Obviously, things are not over yet.

But where did Crazy Lee go?

The entrance to the underground parking lot of San Siro Stadium.

A shiny black Alfa Romeo sedan slowly drove out.

This is an old-style sedan from 13 years ago. The streamlined shape can still taste the popular elements of the Italian sedan industry in the 1990s, but the body is well maintained, the paint color is bright, and it is full of power.

Few people can imagine that the car of the famous [Cardinal Archbishop Outside the Football Stadium] Moggi is such an old-fashioned car that looks a bit outdated.

Moji sat in the car.

He looked surprised and uncertain, thinking about how he should take the next action after the failure in Milan. The prosecution of the deceased former Inter Milan president Facchetti must continue, and there must be a way to make Giovanna and his four Shut up, son, and continue to slander Moratti and Inter Milan. Of course, there are many other complicated joints to fight...

He felt a little irritable.

The feeling of being in control of everything before was getting farther and farther away because of the appearance of one person. In today's competition, he failed again...

Moji looked up.

The night was getting dark, and where the Alfa Romeo's lights shone, the shadows of two people appeared... He was slightly startled, then smiled again.

"parking!"

The car stopped smoothly.

The car door opened, and Moji got out of the rear compartment surrounded by guards.

"Waiting for me?"

Moji's signature smile appeared on his face again. His smile was sincere and he had an inexplicable affinity that was enough to make anyone who saw him for the first time want to become friends with him.

"Of course! I want to say a word to you..."

The smile on Li Tongfan's face was more sincere than Mo Ji's, as if the person standing opposite him was not an old rival who had long been an enemy, but an old friend from a foreign land.

"Oh? - Haha, young man, as long as you can think clearly, I don't have to worry about those things before..."

"Stop...!! Mr. Luciano, I think you may have misunderstood... There is only one thing I want to say: You are too old, and you have lost any strength when you are old. You should recognize clearly that what belongs to you is The era has long passed, so..." At this point, Li Tongfan paused, and then continued -

"So...you will never win against me!"

Li Tongfan had a mocking smile on his face.

He said the last sentence slowly, word by word. Each word was like a giant hammer, hitting Moji's heart hard one after another. Every word he said, [Football Stadium The red archbishop outside turned pale. By the time the last one finished speaking, the aura created by Moji fell apart, and his whole body began to shake uncontrollably.

Youth is old.

This is a sharp sword that no big man wants to face but has to face.

This is true for players who strive for survival on the court, and it is even more true for people like Moji who have a strong desire for power. If there is anything about Crazy Li that makes Moji jealous the most, it is that he is too young. Moji firmly believes that he However, when he was as young as Crazy Li, it was difficult for him to reach the height of Crazy Li... Time waits for no one, so Moji had to go crazy at the end of his life, so he couldn't wait to come back, Re-experience the feeling of manipulating and controlling everything before 2006.

"Haha... do you think you really won?"

After a moment of silence, Moji restored the smile on his face. This time, the affinity was no longer there. In the night, the smile of [the red archbishop outside the football field] looked extremely sinister: "Before you, many people thought so. But there is only one who laughs in the end, and that is me! Young man, football is not as simple as you think..."

"Really? Why do I think football is actually very simple?" Li Tongfan smiled mysteriously.

Moji snorted coldly, saying that there was no point in talking anymore. He no longer wanted to continue this topic at all, so he turned around and left.

Sudden--

"Hey -" Li Tongfan suddenly seemed to have his asshole popped. He pointed in a direction to the right and screamed uncontrollably. There was unspeakable panic in his voice, and he shouted, "Be careful... "

Moji and the others were startled by the sudden scream.

"Be careful..."

Mo Ji turned around and looked in the direction pointed by Li Tongfan inexplicably...

Just then, an incredible scene happened——

boom--!

A football flew over and hit Moji hard in the face.

His vision was blurred in the dark night, and Moji, who was caught off guard, had no chance to even stretch out his hand to stop him. For some reason, even the agile bodyguards around him didn't react, and they watched helplessly as the boss was violently kicked by the football. He smashed his face, then screamed, staggering back a few steps, and the back of his head banged against the window of the Alfa Romeo behind him that had been well maintained by Moji...

Then, Moji fainted before he could even let out a fart.

"Be careful...football...ah!"

Li Tongfan stretched out his fingers and pretended to be regretful: "Be careful with the football... I told you to be careful with the football, but you were not careful... Oh my god, the hit was really hard this time. No way." Is it a concussion? Or a brain hemorrhage? You all saw it, it’s none of my business, I’m kindly reminding you..."

"You..." Some of the bodyguards around Moji went to help the boss in panic, while others glared at Li Tongfan with a fierce look in their eyes.

"It's really none of my business..." Li Tongfan spread his hands and looked gloating: "If you don't believe me, you can check the video later... There are several cameras installed at the door of the garage, all of which can prove my innocence. Ah...really, I am more innocent than a virgin!"

Behind Lao Li, bodyguard Wang Ying was already holding his belly and laughing.

At this time, an exclamation came from the distance——

"Oops, Daniel, the football you kicked hit someone..."

"Ah? No way? Who is so unlucky?"

"What should I do? I seem to have fainted..."

"What are you doing standing still? Run, run, before anyone notices it..."

There was a sound of footsteps, and I think it was the troublemakers running away in panic.

Moji's bodyguard was stunned.

After hesitating again and again, he looked at the cameras around the garage, and finally he could only help the unconscious BOSS angrily, and drove away with a look of reluctance.

"Bye-!!" Li Tongfan waved his hand vigorously: "Send him to the hospital quickly, he will become a vegetative state if it's too late..."

Until the black Alda Romeo disappeared around the corner in the distance, Lao Li laughed again: "It's so damn comfortable. This old boy is really unlucky. He can be tricked like this. I wonder if he has any Buy personal injury insurance..."

Wang Ying had laughed so hard that she shed tears.

Bang bang bang!

Lao Li clapped his hands, turned around and said with a smile: "Okay, after the good show, remember to go back and ask the staff to save the video of this part as evidence, lest that guy Moji says that I beat him... That old man This guy is so insidious!"

The Milan Derby of the 2010-2011 season has finally come to an end.

Although media, reporters, fans, experts and betting companies around the world hypothesized countless possibilities, the final result left them feeling extremely weak -

Crazy Li wins again!

The myth of victory continues at San Siro.

If you want to see Crazy Li lose or draw, you have to wait until the next game. Who knows what year, month and time it will be?

This Milan derby, which has attracted worldwide attention, is extremely exciting and full of ups and downs. It can definitely be included in the classic battle, and it has also created countless hot topics.

Players, referees, diving, red cards, streaking, veterans showing off...

All the exciting elements that a football game can have are included.

After the game, the storm of public opinion set off by the media was slowly unfolding. For a moment, some people were worried and some were beaming.

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