He finally got up, took off his jersey, revealing his strong muscles, and the two blood marks became clearer.

The live footage moved from Grasco and Bowyer to Zheng Zhi, giving him a large close-up that lasted for a few seconds.

Everyone was moved by it.

This injured man looks so stupid!

The jersey was rotten, and the referee signaled Zheng Zhi to come down to change the jersey.

But Zheng Zhi quickly took a step to follow Grasco and patted him on the shoulder.

"Thanks,"

"The heavy fine is mine."

"You can also play in the player channel for a while..."

"Everything is mine."

"Are you sure?" Grasco turned his head and looked at him seriously. He seemed to really want to continue fighting?

"I'll leave it to you off the court and to me on the court!"

...

The two were temporarily separated on the sidelines. Grecos chased Bowyer's back, while Zheng Zhi changed into a new set of jerseys on the bench.

A minute later, in the player's passage, Grasco once again attacked Bowyer and kicked him on the right hip. Then Grasco waited for Bowyer to stand up, and the two of them started to fuck openly.

Bang,

Bang,

Bang,

Bang,

With fists and the two sides interacted with each other, I have to say that Bowy's anti-attack attribute is also very strong, and he can even play a role with Grasco.

At this moment, Zheng Zhi's elevator ball crossed the sky, and the ball fell to the upper right corner of the goal, rewriting the score to 3:0. He used the set ball to rewritten the score.

Meacha had a complete climax, and the cheers of the earth-shaking mountains were rolled into the players' passage. Grasco and Bower were still fighting wildly, without any intention of stopping.

It was not until the referee blew the whistle at the end of the half that Grasco made a straight punch, breaking Bowy's nose, and Bowy fell down...

O'Reilly walked back to the player's passage in anger and watched Leeds United's No. 11 lying on the ground from a distance.

“What’s the situation?”

"ah!"

"It must be that bastard!"

Anger did not burn his rationality, and he thought of Grasco at the first time. Who else would there be except Grasco?

"Hey, bastard,"

He immediately turned his head and waved to the Leeds United player behind him.

"Come and help him up!"

"ah!"

"I'm going to kill that bastard!"

...

...

Mourinho and his disciples were behind, looking at everything in front of him with a blank look on his face. Does Boye not look that serious before he left?

Could it be Grasco...

No one dares to continue thinking about it.

When he returned to the locker room and asked Grasco, Grasco admitted truthfully.

"Yes,"

"I did it."

"I feel relaxed now."

He shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent. He did what he promised Zheng Zhi, and Zheng Zhi did it, and Inter Milan also led by 3 goals.

Mourinho looked at him with his lips tense, pressed Grasco's shoulder and nodded.

“Beautiful job,”

"You are our pride."

Then he glanced at the generals and said in a deep voice:

"Although Grasco died,"

"But his sacrifice was great."

"We cannot let Grasco sacrifice in vain. We must continue to fight with such a spirit and repay his efforts with victory!"

"The opponent is already in chaos, and the dog is desperate to jump over the wall. Everyone is 10 people against 10 people, but our advantage is coming. We can stabilize the defense and wait for an opportunity to counterattack. If they want to attack, they will definitely have loopholes."

"Marco, you go out to warm up now, I need you to play immediately in the second half."

Mourinho judged the situation and began to make tactical adjustments. Grasco's fate did not affect him. After all, Bower was also sent off, and Inter Milan led 3:2 in total. If Leeds United wants to make a counterattack, he must score. His tactics can play more calmly.

"But that doesn't mean we only have defense!"

"The purpose of defense is to score another goal! Throw them into hell completely!"

He will not learn from Heathfield. Conservatism will eventually ruin everything. He still wants to score goals. Only more goals can ensure Inter Milan advance to the finals.

"Young guys, keep fighting!"

"The final is right in front of you!"

...
Chapter completed!