.On April 23, three days before the game, there was a serious and lively atmosphere on Valheim's training ground.

Glomos participated in the confrontation training within the group for the first time. The offensive and defensive drills in the ab group.

Glomus dribbled the ball, and Vermuren swung Glomus onto the newly-blue grass with a slippery tackle.

Glomos, who was lying on the grass, didn't get up for a long time, and his teeth were clenched. No! Vermalen stepped forward to help him up, but Glomos pushed him away.

Glomus sat on the ground and cursed: "Your uncle, have you grown eyes?! Want to ruin me?!"

Vermullen is not a good master. Although he has just been with the team for a few months, he has scored many goals, but he doesn't know who Glomus has been resting for almost half a year?

"Damn it, I just think you are unhappy. It wasn't intentional. Are you a woman? You just lie down with a touch. Have you fallen in love with the bed in the hospital?"

Mr. Yang and Cordill ran over, and the players surrounded him.

Mr. Yang: "Vilmullen, the competition is not a real game, how can you put such a ruthless foot?"

Vermalen had a thorn in his neck: "Who knows what ball he always brings, and he doesn't know if he has one, and he thinks he is Maradona?"

Master Yang became angry when he heard this: "You are still damn good, so hurry up and apologize to Glomus and then go to the lap. Otherwise, you won't think about going to the next game."

Dong Fangzhuo, Zhao Xuri, and Feng Xiaoting were all stunned. No one had ever seen Master Yang look so angry. This time Master Yang was really angry.

Vermalen was so angry that he stood there. A player came to smooth things over and said that he didn't mean it, so he apologized and went to the lap. At this time, he saw Cordyll, who was checking Glomus's injury, shook his head at Master Yang and spit out a few words: "It seems that he is very injured, go to the hospital."

Master Yang's fire became even bigger and pointed at Vermullen's nose: "Get out! Get out of the training ground! From today on, you have been suspended!"

Vermalen was not vague and walked out of the training ground with a glance. Everyone felt a chill when they saw his departure. Minna, who was already short of a suspension, had one more player missing, so how could they play in the game three days later?

Mr. Yang arranged for Cordill to take Glomos to the hospital, and the team's enthusiasm for training disappeared. He played carefully and trembled until the end of the training and stopped the team quickly.

The next day, the Valleheim Evening Post published this news:

"The genius midfielder is injured again, and the defender with a knife is suspended."

And this message was soon sent to Van Wilderhofen by Strombak's scout.

Coach Fan raised the briefing in his hand and said to the assistant coach: "Look, the effect of psychological warfare is reflected. The little guys in Valleheim cannot stand the pressure, and there is already a chemical reaction inside."

The assistant coach nodded: "Do you think this will make them give up their offensive tactics and turn to guard against each other?"

Coach Fan shook his index finger: "This may be possible, but not big. At the appropriate time, I can add more fire so that he can attack even if he doesn't attack."

Assistant coach: "In this way, he will fall into our rhythm as soon as he attacks, and we will catch him off guard."

Coach Fan: "He definitely didn't expect that I would use fast attacks on the road, how to say it in Chinese - to treat someone's body with his own way."

A South American restaurant in Brussels, a curly-haired Portuguese in a windbreaker was looking out the window, and a dark-faced young man entered his sight.

"Dur, here." The Portuguese reached out to greet the young man.

"Haha, Gary, long time no see." The young man is Strombak's Brazilian striker Duat.

"I heard that you are now in a hurry to get along with Strombak. You almost forgot about my old friend, right?" said Gary, a Portuguese.

"See what you said, where are you taller now? Are there any more serious girls to introduce me to me?"

"Hey, you're so sloppy in a trading company. Speaking of girls, you're still a big star, and I know all those who can only get rich."

"What big star? What's the use of scoring more goals in the second-tier team? It's enough to be able to go to a higher-level league. At that time, a woman posted it, just like Ronnie. Haha." Duart's heart began to be erroneous.

He said that the two of them ordered food and started eating.

Gary said: "I heard that your game is very critical. If you win, you will upgrade in advance."

Duat: "Yes, the first and second in the league are in the league. But it shouldn't be a big problem, haha, I didn't know that Chinese people could play football before."

Gary: "Yes, it's lucky to be able to bring a promotion team to second place. The goddess of luck has flirted with him for half a season's skirt, so she won't throw her bra at him. I heard that the one who just made a comeback in their team was ruined by his own people. Do you think this is unlucky?"

Duat: "Hey, when did you kid care so much about football?"

Gary said embarrassedly: "Isn't this a tight hand, do you want to get a vote?"

Duat: "Get a vote, who should I bet?"

Gary: "Valheim."

Duart looked around vigilantly and lowered his voice: "Then what are you looking for me?"

Gary: "I just want to ask you, do you want a girl?"

Duat: "I think, but..."

Gary stretched out a finger and silently put a "ten thousand" mouth shape: "A yellow card, and you can't score in the first half. It's enough to do this."

Duat hesitated: "But it will affect our team's upgrade..."

Gary showed a bright smile on his face: "Where are you next season? In Bruges, it's not Strombak. Besides, losing this game will have no effect. You can play in the playoffs, and there is a round of leagues after this game, and you are likely to overtake. This is simply a gift of money. Haha, my friend will consider it. I'll bring half of the money, why don't I take it back?"

Duart thought about it in his mind and found that there was no reason to refuse such generous conditions. It was just a loss, it was no big deal. Moreover, I scored so many goals this season, and I didn’t even have a bonus, and I got a loan salary. The club is so stingy.

"Trade!" Duat stretched out his right hand.

"Good luck! Only with money can there be girls!" Gary put a small paper bag in Duat's hand. "Oh, by the way, there is another thing you have to do." Gary put a small card in Duat's hand. "Just do as you do, it's very simple."

After finishing the matter, the two of them had no more talks and left the restaurant.

The next day, a reporter interviewed Strombak's main striker wrote: "Duat, who was far ahead in the scorer list with 27 goals, said before the game that he would destroy Valleheim's defense with all his might. This news was confirmed by head coach Van Wilderhofen. Coach Van said: 'We will use beautiful offensive football to repay the fans' support for the past year. Defence? That's something that Chinese coaches need to consider.' It seems that Strombak, who is in concert with the coach, is really unbeatable."

This is the defender who is in a hurry to stop training, and this is the generals and coaches are surging undercurrents. The odds updated by the bookmakers instantly have changed from 1 to 7, 1 to 2, 1 to 3, to 10, 1 to 1, 1, 1.5.

"Boss, the task you assigned has been completed. Three nodes can be activated."

"Okay, this time I've been 300,000 yuan. If there is too much water in the market, it will be too big."

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. No matter how many problems there were inside Valleheim, the atmosphere at the Rainbow Stadium was still very lively. Hasen and other hardcore fans maintained a mysterious posture after a small-scale discussion with Mr. Yang. The fans on the outside even saw these people sneakingly preparing some special banners.

OK, I'll see it anyway.

Van Wilderhofen wore a brand new suit today, and the bus slowly drove into Valleheim's underground parking lot. He closed his eyes and rested and heard the voices of the players behind him getting louder and louder.

What's wrong? Coach Fan sat up and looked out the window. There was a row of people wearing red uniforms standing outside the window! What are you doing? You're a real person pk before you even play the game?

The bus was steady, and the people in the red uniform slowly separated two trains and stood on both sides of the doors. Coach Fan understood in an instant, oh... This is here to welcome us. It feels great to defeat the enemy without fighting!

A young man with yellow skin stood at the door, and Coach Fan was the first to walk out of the car.

"Coach Fan, welcome you to Valleheim. The hospitality is not good, I hope you will be more grateful." Mr. Yang smiled brightly, and the players behind him also showed natural and unnatural smiles. Of course, there were also one or two people who were tense and smiled without laughing.

Coach Fan also shook Mr. Yang's hand enthusiastically: "Why do you have to welcome him like this? You all teams."

"Who doesn't know the result of this game, let's congratulate you on winning the championship in advance. It should be."

As he said that, Mr. Yang sent Coach Fan to the door of the visiting team's locker room.

When the door of the visiting team's locker room closed, Coach Fan made a face with the whole team: "Young guys, it seems you can play this game as much as you want. I just felt that their coach's hands were shaking."

There was a burst of laughter in the locker room. Duart in the corner also followed the joy, but was worried, why are those who are gambling so stupid? Go and bet on a game that will lose. Anyway, I will do what you said.

The camera cut into Walleheim's locker room. Mr. Yang took a look and found that everyone was all-starting players, substitutes, and even injured players suspended. The small locker room was packed.

Master Yang seriously criticized Varez, who had just turned his face and didn't smile: "Varez, your expression just now was too artificial, what kind of acting is it?"

After saying that, Master Yang pointed at Jacobs and praised him: "Jacobs performed well and conveyed his expression of grievance and envy vividly."

Whistles were heard everywhere in the locker room.

At this time, the door opened again, and two power repairmen wearing sunglasses and helmets walked in. Everyone was stunned? What are these two goods doing?

The two mechanics took off their hats and sunglasses, revealing their true colors - Glomos who was injured by shovels and Vermullen who was suspended from training. However, looking at the two of them holding each other's arms, they could no longer see the situation of being like enemies on the training ground.

Master Yang complained: "Why did you two boys come here? Where did you die? You still wear such clothes. Do you think you are James Bond?"

The two of them scratched their heads and looked at each other: "We think this is pretty handsome."

Looking at the shocked people, Master Yang clapped his hands: "Okay, the drama has been performed here. I know you have a lot of question marks and exclamation marks. Let me tell you from the beginning what's going on!"

[The second update of this week, I don’t know any great gods and have no advertising resources, although I am the only one who advertises. Haha, I’m not familiar with the place. Dear readers, I have a ticket to give you a ticket, but I don’t have one, so I can recommend it to my fellow players. Thank you! ~
Chapter completed!