With two goals leading, Fiorentina pays great attention to defense, and Cagliari is not known for his attacking power, so the scene is very stalemate.

Wang Qi was also in trouble. Once he got the ball, Cagliari used close-fitting pressing to limit his speed. If the close-fitting pressing fails, he immediately used foul tactics.

In addition, Florence did not invest much troops in the attack, and Wang Qi had limited support, so his offensive power could not be exerted.

This made Cagliari's coach Diego Lopez breathe a sigh of relief, but he felt bitter and regretful: If he had done this earlier, would there be those two goals?

All this is caused by one's own contempt...

"Slap in the face? He used this to slap me in the face?"

A group of reporters on the sidelines, Turin Sports reporters sneered a few times. Florence reporters wanted to refute, but they couldn't speak.

Wang is still young and has insufficient experience. If it were a striker like Ronnie, even if he was limited, he would definitely find a solution.

The scene was unremarkable, and the fans in the stands were playing tricks, and they were in the mood to do so because their team led by two goals.

Even if the opponent accidentally scored a goal, they still led by one goal.

Wang Qi was frequently brought down by the opponent, and the opponent's movements became increasingly powerful. In the 27th minute of the second half, Astori hit Wang Qi with an elbow in the face in the scramble. Wang Qi screamed and fell on the turf.

However, due to obstruction of vision, the referee did not make a penalty.

In order to attack Wang Qi, Astori bent down and sneered at him: "Hey, boy, stop acting, stand up like a man and continue fighting!"

Wang Qi, who covered his face, had his eyes fierce. Even if he encountered such a situation in the Youth League, the other party would never provoke like this.

Relax!

calm!

Wang Qi shouted at him in his heart: You can't be fooled, the other party just wants you to lose your calmness!

After taking a deep breath, Wang Qi hid the ferocity in his eyes and stood up calmly.

Hey!…This little guy doesn’t seem to be affected.

Astori became depressed instead.

"When it comes to the topic of men, what else can you do besides doing these small moves? Are you like a man?"

Who can't provoke?

After Wang Qi stood up, he started to fight back.

"What did you say?"

Astori was angry and pushed Wang Qi on his chest.

"ah!……"

Wang Qi followed the trend and screamed and turned to the turf.

The scream attracted the attention of the players on the field, and the court became chaotic in an instant, and the players on both sides rushed to the center of the incident.

Astori looked at Wang Qi lying on the turf in pain and exaggeration, at this moment, his face turned pale.

He realized that he had been fooled by Wang Qi. He couldn't figure out why he couldn't control his emotions for a while and was actually plotted by a young man who was only eighteen years old.

Could it be...what I said before the game?

Why!……

Thinking of this, he finally understood why he was out of control, but it was useless to think clearly at this moment.

"Get up! You mean guy!"

Astori bent down angrily and yelled at Wang Qi.

"Damn it, go away!"

One hand pushed him away. The Fiorentine players were already coming up. Countless hands were pushing, countless angry mouths were opening, and countless saliva was spraying...

The benches of both sides were eager to try to prepare to rush into the field, and the fourth official and the assistant referee hurried forward to stop them...

The coaches of both sides squirted each other...

The fans in the stands shouted: "Red card! Red card! Red card!"

Wang Tianyu looked at his son lying on the turf and became angry. He shouted in Chinese to Astori on the court and said, "I fuck you X, fuck your whole family!"

The colleagues beside him also became excited and started to scream and scold.

On the court, the scene was in danger of losing control. The referee blew a short whistle and rushed to the center of the incident, separating the excited players on both sides.

While controlling the players on both sides, the referee contacted the assistant referee with the headset, wanting to know what happened just now.

After understanding the situation, the referee quickly came to Astori and gave him a red card!

Looking at the red card in front of him, Astori knew that he had no chance to make up for the merits in this game. He turned around and looked at Wang Qi who was still lying on the turf, and shouted: "Boy, wait, we still have a chance to meet!"

Donadale, who was standing beside Wang Qi, sneered: "We are always here!"

Astori glared at Donadale fiercely, then walked off the court with a curse. The fans in the stands shouted at him and comforted the female members of his family.

Astori was about to stretch out his middle finger to fight back, but was immediately stopped by the club staff beside him.

"Oh! No!"

Cagliari head coach Diego Lopez hugged his head in pain, trailing two goals, and was at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. This game...

Mikhainovic let out a long breath, and he was steadily!

A reporter from the sidelines, Turin Sports Daily shook his head and whispered: "Idiot! I was fooled by a Chinese boy! I have been in vain for so many years!"

On the court, Rajadjiqi, who saw the whole process clearly, pulled Wang Qi up and whispered in his ear: "Boy, you're doing a good job!"

Wang Qi replied in a low voice: "It was him who provoked me first, I can't be indifferent..."

Rajadjichi smiled and patted him on his shoulder and stopped saying anything.

As Wang Qi stood up again, the game started again.

Fiorentina started to control the ball, and now they have the advantage in numbers, so there is no need to make the attack so simple.

Cagliari reduced the pressing in the midfield and frontcourt and retreated to defend in his own half.

"Are you consider replacing the king?"

The assistant coach suggested to Mikhainovic that this was for the purpose of protecting Wang Qi.

Mikhainovic thought for a while and nodded at him: "Let Ndiaye be prepared to play! In addition, let him tell the players to slow down the pace further and control the ball!"

The assistant coach immediately went to find Endiaye who was warming up, explained to him what to pay attention to when playing, and conveyed the head coach's tactical intentions.

On the court, Fiorentina advanced layer by layer, Vagas divided the football to the right, and after assisting the right side Caporese took the ball, he suddenly made a cross!

Cagliari's penalty area became chaotic, and the players on both sides jumped up while pulling each other!

"puff!……"

After pulling each other, no one hit the football, the football hit the jumping Cagliari central defender Mitchell Canini.

The football hit Mitchell Canini and then bounced towards the turf.

At this moment, a purple figure in front of the football quickly stepped out of his left leg and raised his right leg!

"No!"

Mitchell Canini let out a wail in her heart, and despair appeared in her eyes.

At this moment, no one stopped the purple figure from shooting, because he was closest to the football, and his feet had just landed on the turf and could not make any blocking moves.
Chapter completed!