Football: The national football team was expelled and rewarded with a long-range goal card

An Lan was not panicked at all, and watched him rushing over without moving.

At the same time, he also noticed the cunning in Matris's eyes.

He knew in an instant that the other party's anger and loss of control were fake, and he really wanted to exchange pieces!

He was beaten twice by me and fell to the ground, which must have embarrassed me.

If he rushed up at this time and provoked me to fight back, I would be sent off.

After the game, most of the media's attention will also shift to the fight.

If I don't fight back, I will be beaten up and the media will write me as a softie!

Yes, this looks like an unsolvable proposition!

If An Lan said that he didn't fight back for the sake of the game, it was for the sake of the overall situation.

No one would care!

They only saw you getting beaten, no matter whether you were considering the overall situation!

From now on, you are a softie! A coward!

But if you fight back, you will lose a lot.

Because the opponent's strategy worked, the exchange was successful.

Fortunately, An Lan was well prepared!

Having been in the domestic football circle for so many years, he never underestimated the evil of human nature.

When celebrating the second goal, he said a few words to Lucas who rushed over from the bench to hug him.

At this time, the place where An Lan chose to pass Matris was right next to the Wolfsburg bench!

At a distance of five meters, Matris rushed to An Lan in the blink of an eye.

He jumped high, and his fist was already charged.

His body was very stretched, and he could draw a bow like a full moon!

Matris had a ferocious expression and a cruel smile on his lips.

He saw the next second, An Lan was beaten to the ground by him!

And then... there was nothing else!

Bang!

Just half a meter away from An Lan, he flew out sideways!

Matris in the air only felt a sharp pain in his ribs, as if he was hit by a hammer.

He fell to the ground in pain, holding his ribs and groaning.

In front of An Lan, a figure blocked his way!

It was the first sword-carrying guard under the Wolf King!

Violent flying kick - Lucas!

Forward! Come! Guard! Drive!

"Thanks, brother!"

An Lan didn't even look at Matris, and walked up to hug Lucas.

"My honor, Wolf King."

Lucas smiled and high-fived him, then turned his head and looked fiercely at the Bochum players rushing over!

When An Lan told him that the other party might play dirty, Lucas made up his mind.

Whoever dares to touch An Lan, he will fight to the death!

Lucas is not stupid, he knows An Lan's potential clearly, and he also knows his own potential.

The most important thing is that after a few months.

He knows that An Lan is very loyal and not a heartless person.

So what is there to worry about?

He is just a player who can't even start in the top five leagues.

If it can be exchanged for a favor of a future football superstar, I believe no one will refuse!

"Fuck! Son of a bitch!"

"You are killing people!"

"This is a crime!"

"What are you going to do? You damned rubbish!"

The players of Bochum surrounded him and tried to besiege Lucas.

On the other side, the players of Wolfsburg were not to be outdone and protected him behind them.

"It was your people who wanted to hurt An Lan first!"

"As long as you are not blind, you can see that it was the bastard on your team who wanted to attack first!"

"Try to glare at me again! I will explode if you look at me one more time!"

"Get out of the way and don't touch me. If you come any closer, you will melt!"

"Don't touch him, you bastard!"

Beep beep beep beep beep!

As the two sides pushed each other, a quick whistle sounded and the referee rushed over.

He took the lead in raising the red card to Lucas and kicked him out of the field without hesitation!

Lucas shrugged, indicating that he didn't care.

Before leaving, he pointed viciously at Matris, who was lying on the ground and groaning.

Such an arrogant move naturally aroused the anger of all the Bochum fans.

They threw things and insulted Lucas, who didn't care.

When he walked to the sidelines, Magath didn't scold him, but hugged him and patted Lucas on the shoulder.

"Well done, go kid, I will protect you!"

"Thank you, boss, I..."

"I should thank you, An Lan is the cornerstone of our team, you did a good job!"

After hearing Magath's words, Lucas smiled and walked towards the player's tunnel easily.

The fans near the player's tunnel were even more angry when they saw that he dared to laugh.

Some fans even climbed over the railings and wanted to jump down and beat him!

Seeing this, the security guards quickly protected Lucas and opened an umbrella to prevent falling objects from attacking.

On the court, the referee took out 1 red card and 7 yellow cards in succession!

The red card is for Lucas, WolvesThree players from Wolfsburg received yellow cards, while Bochum received four.

Matris, who fell to the ground, also received a yellow card!

The Bochum players wanted to go forward to argue.

The referee pointed to his eyes and replied firmly: "I'm not blind yet, I saw what he wanted to do!"

This made the Bochum players who tried to put pressure on him lose their temper and could only leave in anger.

On the Wolfsburg side, Zacardo and Benaglio both received yellow cards.

As the captain, Benaglio must lead by example at this time.

If he doesn't show toughness, no one in the team will obey him, so the pushing action is too big.

Zacardo is a member of the young faction of Anlan. The boss was almost beaten, so he naturally had to go up.

When pushing each other, he pretended to lose his balance, and his foot slipped and stepped on the leg of Matris who fell to the ground!

Well~ It's really cunning!

And the third yellow card of Wolfsburg was given to Anlan who didn't do anything at all!

The reason was also very strange, it was disrespect for the opponent!

An Lan felt very wronged about this and directly questioned the referee, "I am teaching corridor defense! Is that wrong?"

Referee: "..."

God damn corridor!

This is giving people a nickname, right?

I thought you were a simple and honest young man before!

This farce lasted for 10 minutes!

Lucas's flying kick was so powerful that he kicked Matris off the court directly.

Bochum's head coach had to use a substitution quota, and he was replaced by substitute defender Philip.

When Matris, who was carried off the court on a stretcher, passed by the bench, Bochum's head coach was too lazy to even look at him.

A waste who is more likely to cause trouble than to do good!

After the game, you will be in trouble!

After a farce.

In the 30th minute, the game resumed.

After Bochum served the ball, Wolfsburg began to press.

At this time, the players on both sides were angry!

Without An Lan's words, Wolfsburg wanted to slaughter them!

Must be slaughtered!

An Lan stopped playing tricks and began to actively participate in the attack.

His threat was instantly revealed!

With the bonus of all attributes of S level, whether it was a breakthrough or a pass, An Lan was like a god.

Just five minutes later, An Lan took advantage of the corner kick opportunity to shoot and score in the penalty area without stopping!

3 to 0!

Another five minutes passed.

In the 40th minute of the game, An Lan dribbled past two people and rushed into the opponent's penalty area and was tripped.

The referee awarded a free kick!

An Lan asked Grafite for the right to take the penalty.

Under normal circumstances, Grafite would definitely not give it.

But he now knows that the boy from Dragon Country is in a state of rampage.

In order not to be vengeful by this petty person, Grafite chose to indulge like Dzeko!

You kick it!

An Lan took five steps back, took a deep breath, and then ran up to shoot!

Bang!

Beep beep beep!

The referee whistled immediately.

Bochum midfielder Enhof, one of the players who had previously discriminated against An Lan, fell to the ground in pain.

This ball hit him hard in the face!

At this time, An Lan's strength attribute was - S!