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Chapter 179 Provocation

The TV broadcast immediately captured the bloody appearance of Glory. When he took his hand away, many people exclaimed.

Because half of his face was already full of blood donations

Blood flowed down his cheeks and dripped from his chin.

That's really scary.

Rongguang didn't feel it at first. When he let go of his hand, he realized that his palms were covered with blood.

"Damn" he couldn't help but curse.

He turned around and was about to trouble Matrazi, but he was pulled by Lucas beside him.

"You're hurt, Rong," he exclaimed.

"Nonsense, of course I know..." Rongguang said angrily. He broke free and wanted to trouble Matrazi.

But Lucas pulled tighter: "You need treatment, right away"

After saying that, he waved at Bayern Munich coaching mat with his other hand and called the team doctor.

The other teammates also asked, looking in shock as half of their faces were filled with blood.

The main reason is that this picture is too shocking and they can't accept it for a while.

In fact, such injuries are better than joint injuries, but everyone was scared and didn't care about such issues.

Schweinsteiger also came up to protect Glory, while other Bayern Munich players looked for referee Bennett to protest to him: "Look at what Rong was like? Isn't this a foul?

"The foul is a yellow card and should be given... no, it's a red card"

Bayern Munich players were indignant, while Inter Milan players defended Matrazi: "Look at our player Matrazi can't even fall to the ground. This is clearly an accident, and no one can avoid it."

"Yes, we feel very sorry for Rong's injury, but if you say that Matrazi did this on purpose, it would be a slander."

The players on both sides started arguing through the referee and some small disputes broke out.

Just as they were arguing, Bayern Munich team doctor Dr. Walfat ran up, and the unit price was also followed by him.

He rushed up to Rongguang and began to stop bleeding.

"Don't blink, bear it."

"I didn't blink, Doctor."

Rongguang stood there, motionless, allowing the doctor to stop bleeding on and near his wounds.

After a simple process, the referee reminded them that they should leave temporarily.

At this time, he wanted to raise the unit price to increase the glory, but he refused.

"I'm not short-legged anymore, I don't need this thing." He waved his hand and followed Walfat to get out of the game.

Matrazi was pushed off the court by another unit price, and Inter Milan's team doctor was also taking a test for him.

Soon he stood up from the ground, movable his shoulders, just like he was fine.

And not far away from him, Rong Guang turned his back to him, and was still receiving more meticulous treatment from Wolfart.

Matrazi turned his head and looked at Glory's back.

This should have made him honest for a long time, and the pressure on the team's defense line in this game will be much smaller.

Mancini said so much, but wasn’t it done in such a simple way?

He hummed in his heart.

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Mancini retracted his glory and looked at the court, looking at Matrazi.

When I saw that just now, many people thought it was an accident, but he felt that there was another mystery.

Based on his understanding of Matrazi, he felt that it would not be as simple as an accident.

To put it bluntly, Matrazi plays a bit dirty, but to put it bluntly, it means playing football will make you think... As a defensive player, this is his trick.

But Mancini does not intend to criticize Matrazi for this approach. After all, they are the bad guys for the benefit of the team...

Think about the World Cup final this summer. If Matrazi had not used the taunt skills in the end, causing Zidane to crash into the Great Wall and destroy himself, it is hard to say what the final result would be.

After Zidane's collision, Matrazi was scolded by countless people. But Italy won the world championship, and Matrazi was also a world champion player.

What's more important than this?

In competitive football, the results are more than anything else.

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Soon Matrazi returned to the stadium.

Bayern Munich fans in the stands booed at his appearance, but as soon as they were released, they were drowned out by the applause of Inter Milan fans.

Rongguang was still receiving treatment on the sidelines, and he also had to change his jersey - the front of the jersey was stained red by his blood, which was very eye-catching and eye-catching on the white jersey. This did not meet the requirements, and this blood-stained gown must be replaced.

The TV broadcast is replaying the slow motion scene where two people collided over and over again. In the slow motion, everyone saw two people watching football and then running together, and they must have bumped into each other. So there is no way to say that Matrazi was deliberately fouling, and he seemed to have no glory at all while running.

Then it cannot be said that it was intentional collision.

Rong Guang was shorter than Matrazi. When he was running, his forehead was at Matrazi's shoulder height.

That's why it happened like this.

"This is really ruthless..." Marcel Leif also sighed, "I don't know what specific problems Rong will have, I hope there will be no impact..."

At this time, Rongguang was still receiving Walfat's treatment on the sidelines. No one knew whether this collision would have a negative impact on Rongguang's condition...

Debola turned her head and looked at Sun Fengyang. Sun Fengyang looked at Rongguang on the sidelines with a serious face and said, "I am not worried about anything else, I am worried about a slight concussion."

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"Rong, are you dizzy?" Walfat asked as he treated Rongguang's wound.

"I didn't feel dizzy, Doctor." Rongguang replied.

"Then do you remember how you bumped into it just now?"

"Remember."

"What does five times five equal?"

“Twenty-five.”

Walfat finally stopped. He opened Rong Guang's eyelids and carefully observed Rong Guang's pupils. He found nothing unusual. Then he felt relieved and continued to deal with the wound.

"When you were lying on the ground and motionless, I saw that Magath was about to have a heart attack. After Barack was injured, you are the player he relied on the most. If you really have any problems, I guess he will not be alive...ha."

Seeing that glory was nothing serious, Walfat also joked with the team's head coach Magath.

Rong Guang grinned: "Don't worry, Doctor. I won't be hurt."

"I hope so too. My office is too small to accommodate two people."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a huge shout from the Meacha Stadium.

It made both of them turn their heads and look at the field involuntarily.

They happened to see the scene of a football hitting the crossbar and then bounced high...

"Damn, it's so dangerous" Rong Guang's exclamation blurted out.

Although Wolfart did not shout, his eyes widened.

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"Ibrahimovic hit the crossbar. His shot in the penalty area actually hit the crossbar. This may be the beginning of the game. Inter Milan has been scoring the closest goal. It's a pity. This time, luck didn't stand on Inter Milan's side..."

"Ibrahimovic's shot hit the crossbar and bounced out although there was no goal, it can be seen that his condition is really good today before was sliding out of the goal, but this time he hit the crossbar. The rule of rules will continue to develop according to this trend... Will the Swedes score the next shot?"

Ibrahimovic looked very upset with his hands holding his head.

After finally taking advantage of the glory to receive treatment, Bayern Munich's offensive did not have such a strong opportunity, Inter Milan's offensive came up. He also got more offensive opportunities, but he hit the crossbar with such a good kick...

But he was just annoyed. As the commentator said, he was quite satisfied with his current state. If he continued to play in such a state, he believed that he would definitely score a goal today, and he would not score a few goals today.

Thinking of this, he cast a provocative look at the glory off the field.

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"It was Ibrahimovic who shot..." Wolfat said.

"Yeah." Rongguang nodded, he was looking at Ibrahimovic.

Then both of them withdrew their gazes and patted Rong Guang on the shoulder: "Okay."

He put a tape on the wound in Rong Guang's eye socket, and the blood stopped, so there was no big problem.

A coach was waiting next to him, holding a new jersey in his hand. When Rongguang was receiving treatment, he went to the locker room to get it and was waiting.

Just wait for Walfart to treat the wound, let the glory be replaced, which saves time.

Now Bayern Munich is fighting less on the court, and the faster the glory, the better.

Rong Guang quickly took off his blood-stained jersey and changed into a new jersey. He couldn't wait to wave to the referee on the sidelines. The action was like stopping a car on the side of the road...

The referee saw Rong Guang on the sidelines and raised his arm. He hooked his hand. Rong Guang ran to the court, which was as fast as a sprint in a hundred meters...

"Rong finally came back. He has not been there for this period of time. Bayern Munich is quite passive on the court. It can be clearly seen that Bayern Munich, with Rong and without Rong, are two teams of different levels." Marcel Leif breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Rong Guang appear.

When Rongguang ran onto the stadium, Lucas came over and asked him: "Is it okay?"

Instead of looking at Lucas, he stared at Ibrahimovic and said, "It's surprisingly in good condition."

Ibrahimovic was also staring at him, pouting, and his eyes were unrestrained.

When Rong Guang looked at Ibrahimovic, his face no longer looked like he was when he was shaking hands before the game, and he had no smile. His expression was quite serious now.
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