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Chapter 960 Five yellow cards at a time, a record(2/2)

The Camp Nou Stadium exploded instantly, whether it was the fans on the scene, the players on the field, or the coach's seat and the bench. Everyone could see clearly that Modric kicked Messi in the abdomen.

Beep,

The referee's whistle was a bit late. Modric was pushed by Xavi first, and Alves rushed up. Then Iniesta ran over, and even Busquets left Dong Fangzhuo and rushed over without hesitation.

What a big deal!

Modric's feet were so fucked.

This action is untolerated by any Barcelona.

Marcelo was the first to arrive on the battlefield, and he stood in front of Xavi.

"What are you going to do!"

"Come on, come on, do you want to fight? Take action." The guy shouted with a verbal whisper, but didn't take action. It was bad.

"You try another push."

Then Khdira joined the battlefield, while Dong Fangzhuo blocked Busquets.

"Come on me."

"Come on me."

In the first round, at the Bernabeu, and the media criticized the actions of not standing up to protect their teammates during the conflict. This time, Dong Fangzhuo was quick, and of course he also showed restraint.

The Barcelona players were much more excited than Real Madrid players. The booing and insulting in the stands were quite huge, and even the referee felt unprecedented pressure.

Then he quickly got into the crowd and immediately showed Modric a yellow card. By the way, he actually showed Marcelo a yellow card.

It’s not over yet, the referee actually gave Pique one in a flash! Finally, he gave Dong Fangzhuo another one!

The referee is probably really being pushed.

At that moment, everyone was stunned. They were still watching the show, but the referee instantly became the protagonist.

Damn, he showed four yellow cards in one breath? What do you mean by? It’s so scary!

"The referee is a bit ruthless. He gave four yellow cards in one breath, three to Real Madrid players and one to Barcelona players. But, is this really right? Why do I feel like Dong Fangzhuo was caught in the gun and got a yellow card? Marcelo has no problem, but why did Xavi not get the card? It was Xavi who rushed over to cause trouble!"

Huang Jianxiang was a little excited.

But soon, his anger subsided. After taking two steps, the referee finally stopped in front of Xavi. After saying a few words, he showed Xavi a yellow card.

"Oh! That's right! Haha!"

"Fair, that's fair!"

"It's time to give Xavi a yellow card, this referee is still good."

"I'm so awesome. I showed five yellow cards in one go. No referee in football history dared to play like this, right? This referee must have become famous after the game."

"Ruch, so ruthless."

Five yellow cards, all the players on the field were depressed, no one dared to mess around at the foul spot, and no one dared to say anything to the referee. If you say anything, the referee would have to play cards and send people off. Whether it was Barcelona players or Real Madrid players, they quickly withdrew from the battlefield, and no one dared to cause trouble again.

Poor Messi glanced at him with a squint eyes and finally got up with his stomach covering his stomach. He never thought that the referee would be so cruel.

Pepe came over and touched Modric's head, but he had a smile on his face.

"You're cruel enough, but you're doing a good job."

"But be careful, try to be as small as possible... don't have the sign."

Pepe is obviously a master-level figure, so he quickly taught Modric on the spot. Of course, he was quite satisfied with Modric's kick, and he was going to kick so hard, it's obvious that they still dare to draw the ball!

I can't kick you to death!

Wow,

Wow,

Wait.

In the stands, the unconvincing Barcelona fans continued to make deafening booing, expressing their dissatisfaction.

Although Real Madrid won a total of three yellow cards, why did Barcelona also get two?

This is not fair at all.

"I'm blind. This referee must be a traitor from the yellow dog. He must be a dog food, otherwise he wouldn't have done this!"

The game resumed, Xavi handed the ball to Iniesta, and Iniesta passed the ball to Neymar again. Neymar pulled the ball with a violin and wanted to directly rush through Carvajal's defense. Carvajal hit Neymar and the ball!

What?

Neymar was shocked and subconsciously stopped.

The scene where Messi was kicked just now is still vivid in his mind. He was afraid, and there was indeed a little shadow in his heart.

However, Kavajal didn't kick him, but he hit the ball, and the ball was kicked into the stands.

Wow,

Wow,

There was another huge boo, I just don’t know if it was given to Neymar or Carvajal.

"Kavajal's kick..." Huang Jianxiang was a little amused and crying.

“It’s so scary.”

"Nemar is probably afraid. Fortunately, he didn't kick him. If he kicked him, he would definitely have a deep shoe nail."

"No matter what, the deterrent effect is..."

In the eyes of Real Madrid fans, Carvajal's performance is too brave, comparable to Modric's performance.

"Awesome! Kavajal."

"You finally became an excellent right-back and finally know how to defend."
Chapter completed!
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