Chapter 891: Volume 7: The Heart of the Lion King Conflict

When Franck Ribery fell in the penalty area of ​​Nottingham Forest, Evan Daugherty on the podium seemed to eat a plate of caterpillars raw, with a wonderful expression. But the more exciting thing is definitely not off the court, but on the court.

After Pepe pushed Ribery, he thought that his hand was very light, at most he just interfered with Ribery's movements, preventing him from having the first chance to shoot. But he didn't expect Ribery to take advantage of the situation and fell into the penalty area of ​​the Forest team. Exactly what a penalty!

Seeing Ribery lying on the ground, Pepe suddenly became furious, a wave of evil fire rushed to his forehead, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

He first kicked Ribery's leg directly. This kick was so hard that he lost his center of gravity and fell beside Ribery.

It's not over yet. He pressed Ribery's head again, gritted his teeth and growled next to Ribery's ear: "You are a fucking despicable liar!! Bastard! You... son of a bitch!"

He wanted to continue shouting, but he didn't realize that Ribery's face was crushed and deformed by using all his strength.

This scene looks really scary to outsiders.

Pepe didn't realize it. His hands were still exerting force, and his mouth was still roaring. Until he was suddenly added by two people, his feet were not honest enough to kick Ribery.

"Pepe!" Bell struggled to support Pepe, while Woodgate stood in front of Pepe, preventing him from jumping towards Ribery.

Ribery was still lying on the ground.

Real Madrid players have rushed over to fight for Ribery. Higuain approached Pepe to argue, but Pepe punched Higuain in the face through Woodgate!

At this time, Pepe is completely different from the impression of a good old man in the past. He is furious like a storm, and everyone in front of him must be prepared to bear his anger.

"Damn it, you still hit someone!" Benzema rushed up to take revenge on Pepe. He saw Higuain squatting down with half of his face covered, and it seemed that the punch was not clear.

Before he ran up, he was separated by the Forest players.

Players from both sides huddled together in that small area, pushing and shoving, cursing uncleanly. For a while, the scene was chaotic.

Although Bell and Woodgate pulled Pepe, trying to separate him. But Pepe still relentlessly got rid of their shackles and rushed towards Ribery. At the same time he kept chanting: "You liar! You fucking don't dive! Bastard traitor! Diving for penalties, what are you! Son of a bitch!"

"Enough, enough!" Bell pulled Pepe's body from behind, feeling very strenuous. Pepe being held by him was like an angry bull. "Stop scolding, Pepe! You've caused a disaster! You're going to be sent off with a red card!"

"Punish it!" Pepe, who was red-eyed, didn't care whether he would be sent off. Now he seemed to teach the traitor who flopped a lesson. With a sudden shrug of his shoulders, he opened Bell and Woodgate, and was about to continue to charge forward.

At this time, George Wood slapped him on the neck, making his swear words stuck in his throat and unable to spit them out. No one saw where Wood rushed out, and no one saw him make a move.

He looked at the astonished Pepe with a cold face: "Calm down."

Pepe's neck was throbbing with veins, and he was fighting Wood. It's a pity that he couldn't beat this captain who was much stronger than himself, so he could only grit his teeth and look at Wood.

With a strong hand, Wood pushed Pepe back: "Get out of here!"

"He... Damn it!" Pepe let out a low growl deep in his throat.

"This is not a boxing ring." Wood stared at Pepe, and after he finished speaking, he rushed forward, hugged Pepe tightly, and dragged him off the field.

"Let me go, let me teach that cowardly traitor a lesson!"

Pepe was still struggling, but it didn't help. He couldn't beat Wood and was eventually dragged to the sidelines.

While Pepe was still struggling, the referee also got away from the group of impulsive players, and he ran towards Pepe. Then show Pepe a red card directly!

Real Madrid fans in the stands booed Pepe, while Nottingham Forest fans booed Franck Ribery for diving. There were only boos in the stands at this time.

After Wood dragged Pepe to the sidelines, he slapped him and pushed him out again. Pepe didn't return to the court this time, he just chattered to the assistant referee who provided the basis for the referee's penalty kick on the sidelines: "You bastard referee, I suggest you wear glasses next time! No, put Take your brain with you!"

The assistant referee also fought back without showing any weakness: "You violent person, you have no right to dictate my work."

Pepe ignored him, swearing "fuck you" and "fuck him" as he walked towards the aisle. He walked past Tang En, still swearing. Tang En slapped him on the back of the head.

"What are you doing?" Tang En glared at the stunned Pepe. "Look at what you've done! We've been awarded a penalty and we're missing one man!"

Pepe wanted to defend himself: "I didn't foul, it was a flop..."

"Even if it's a flop, why the hell can't you calm down? You bastard!" Tang En pulled Pepe towards the corridor. "Go back to the locker room and think about it!"

Pepe was still dissatisfied. He pointed at the field and shouted angrily: "Even if I am calm, I am as calm as a fucking iceberg! The referee will give me a yellow card. I already have one, boss!"

Tang En was frightened by Pepe's sudden outburst. He looked at Pepe, opened his mouth but said nothing.

"I hate that bastard Franck Ribery! I hate him! But I didn't just hate him! I hated him to the core! A nasty dive to get a penalty and get me two yellows! That's what that doggy day was all about Plan! I want him to pay the price! I can't bear this tone!"

Pepe clenched her fists and shouted.

"But now you have made us pay the price..." Tang En spread his hands, his tone was not as intense as before.

In the player tunnel, in the tunnel that no one saw, listening to the overwhelming boos outside, Pepe seemed to finally calm down. He was silent for a moment, then lost all strength and his shoulders slumped.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, boss..." He murmured in a low voice. It's like a child who realizes his mistake is begging his father for forgiveness.

Tang En stepped forward and touched his bald head: "Frank is already a player of Real Madrid, so he naturally has to consider the issue from the perspective of Real Madrid. The two of you are just enemies on the field, not enemies for life. If you want him to If you pay the price, you should try to stay on the field, defeat him and his team, and win the championship in front of his eyes." Speaking of this, Tang En sighed, "But it's useless to say anything now, you have already been punished It's over. Go back to the locker room..."

Unexpectedly, Pepe shook his head and said firmly: "No, boss. I am here, and I want to watch our team beat Real Madrid."

Tang En shrugged: "As you please."

Then he turned and walked out of the tunnel and returned to the coach's bench.

At this moment, the conflict on the field is over. After George Wood pushed Pepe off the field, the clashing crowd dispersed. The referee gave Mitchell and Benzema each a yellow card and each played 50 rebounds. However, this does not reduce the smell of gunpowder between the two teams. Nottingham Forest players still glared at Real Madrid players.

The culprit behind all this, Franck Ribery, was surrounded by his Real Madrid teammates. Everyone around him was smiling happily, even excitedly. Only Ribery himself smiled a bit reluctantly, and his emotions were not high.

Of course he knew that he had exaggerated the power of Pepe's push. With such a light push, as long as he wanted to, he couldn't even move his center of gravity. But if he did that, he would never be 100% sure of breaking the Forest team's goal. That being the case, why persist? Almost 80% of offensive players would fall to the ground cleanly and take a penalty when faced with this situation... No, this can no longer be called "cheat", it is a reasonable use rule……

Thinking of this, the feeling of guilt deep in his heart lessened a little. He exited the penalty area and waited for his team-mate to take a penalty.

As long as this goal is scored, Real Madrid will be pulled back from the cliff. The suspense of the game will continue. Real Madrid fans don't have to leave early.

He stood outside the penalty area, looking at Higuain who was placing the football, his palms were full of sweat.

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When Chris Rack saw Dunn walking back, he went up to meet him and asked, "How is Pepe?"

"I think my emotions have stabilized." Dunn looked towards the court as he walked. "Higuain came to take this penalty..."

"Honestly, Tony... I was taken aback by Pepe just now. I've never seen him so angry."

"I haven't seen it either." Tang En glanced at his assistant. "However... Maybe there is always one place in everyone that is absolutely impossible to provoke. There are always some things that they can't bear..."

To be honest, Twain had to thank Pepe, because if Pepe didn't break out, he might be the one who was sent off. When he saw Ribery diving, he almost blurted out the curse word, and then he saw Pepe suddenly go crazy. So Tang En, who was shocked by Pepe, naturally swallowed back the swear words in his mouth. Next, Pepe attracted everyone's full firepower, so he didn't have to do that anymore...

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"Replaying Pepe's action just now... really surprised us." Although Pepe has been sent off with a red card, his performance just now shocked the commentators. "Pepe has a good temper in Nottingham Forest, and his defense on the court is also very clean. He hasn't even got a red card this season, and most of the conflicts on the court have nothing to do with him. But he is such a good man, It turned out to be like going crazy. Maybe the pressure of the finals was too great..."

"His foul gave Real Madrid a chance to equalize before the end of the game. Maybe it was because of this that he broke out suddenly. Judging from the slow motion, Pepe did push people, but Ribery's fall was too exaggerated... …with such a light push, he dived down as if hit by a big truck..."

The commentator didn't say it was a flop, but he also felt that Ribery's performance was exaggerated. Nottingham Forest's penalty kick was a little bit wronged...

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It is useless to have such a little bit of injustice. Even if Ribery really flopped, the referee has already made a penalty kick, so naturally it cannot be changed. Nottingham Forest's players stood outside the penalty area with a look of resentment, waiting for Higuain to kick a penalty.

When Higuain took the penalty kick, the visiting fans behind the Forest team's goal booed frantically, trying to disturb the psychology of the Argentine shooter.

Under tremendous pressure, Higuain calmly tricked Akinfeev and scored the ball.

The stands shook suddenly, as if there was an earthquake.

The depressed emotions of the Real Madrid fans who had been holding back for tens of minutes were finally expressed. They waved their fists in the stands and cheered heartily. At that moment, only one voice could be heard in the huge Bernabéu stadium:

"Long live Madrid!!"

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Akinfeev was completely deceived by Higuain's previous eyes. When he jumped out, he realized that he had jumped in the wrong direction. He was flying in the air and turned his head to look unwillingly at the football that flew straight into the middle...

Originally, before Higuain took the penalty kick, the players and fans of the Forest team were still lucky-under such a great pressure, maybe the Argentine would kick the football away?

It's a pity that Higuain's psychological quality today is by no means the same as Wuxia Amon in the past.

After the goal, Higuain ran to the stands where the Nottingham Forest fans gathered and made a "shut up" gesture. He got boos, of course.

Akinfeev, on the other hand, kicked the bouncing football towards the midfield in annoyance. Conceding a goal at the end of the game is really demoralizing.

Michelle stood on the sidelines and applauded the penalty kick, while Tang En stood with his chest crossed, with a straight face and no words.

You can tell what the two head coaches are thinking by looking at their expressions.

Michelle must be grateful that he and his team escaped death. And Tang En was cursing his mother because of this unexpected penalty kick.

Real Madrid players are still celebrating the goal, while Nottingham Forest players are downcast. Just after the penalty kick was scored, the fourth official also announced the time of the stoppage time on the sidelines.

Due to the conflict caused by Pepe, a full five minutes of stoppage time were given.

Real Madrid fans and Nottingham Forest fans are quite satisfied with this stoppage time, because they don't want to give up the game and go directly to overtime.

In this regard, the Real Madrid players seem to have more fighting spirit. They have just equalized the score and their morale is high. They can't wait to resume the game immediately and go straight to Huanglong.

Nottingham Forest was stunned by the ball, and there were players surrounding the referee, trying to explain to him what happened in the penalty area just now.

Tang En saw this scene off the court, and knew that the possibility of scoring another goal in the last five minutes and kicking Real Madrid into the abyss was almost zero, so he decided to give up the idea of ​​attacking and giving it a go.

"Tell them, we will defend and counterattack in the last five minutes." Dunn waved his hand feebly, and said to Chris Lark next to him. Then he turned around and walked back to the coach's bench, and sat down.

Eastwood was a little worried, and leaned forward. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Tang En interrupted him: "I'm fine. Freddy, let me be quiet for a while. I need to think about how to play overtime..."

He rubbed his temples, lowered his head, lost in thought.

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