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Chapter 249 Chapter [056] Do you want to give him a bonus? [Chapter 2 combined into Chapter 1]

Chapter 249 Chapter [056] Do you want to give him a bonus [two chapters combined into one chapter]

At the end of the half-time game, Manchester City fell behind the Dutch team Twente from afar by one goal at home.Although Manchester City launched a very fierce offensive in the second half of the first half, the Netherlands' Twente team did not allow Manchester City, which was playing at home, to have any advantage.This made Manchester City's head coach Mark Hughes very dissatisfied. At the end of the first half, Mark Hughes slammed the drinking water bottle in his hand on the field, and then left with his sleeves.

This stunned the fans and players at the scene. They had never seen Mark Hughes so angry!The Manchester City players all looked at each other, then lowered their heads silently, and walked slowly towards their dressing room.On the other side, the faces of the Twente players were full of smiles. They were very satisfied with being able to lead Manchester City in the away game.However, their coach McLaren didn't seem to be very satisfied. When he was off the court, McLaren also kicked the coach's bench hard, and then walked to his locker room.

"Hahaha... Interesting, very interesting. It seems that the head coaches of the two teams are not satisfied with the game. I think the head coaches of the two teams must have a lot to say when Hughes is in the middle. The players of the two teams must be prepared to face the head coaches!" John Mortensen laughed after seeing the reactions of the head coaches of both sides. The second half was definitely the best half of the game!"

"Haha, indeed, this game is starting to be interesting. The reaction of the coaches of the two teams has determined the direction of this game, and we have reason to believe that this will be a classic game. We can also wait and wait for the wonderful game to come!" Mark Lawrenson, the commentator of this game, said.

Seeing the players from both sides walk into the locker room, the enthusiasm of the fans on the scene has not diminished in any way, they shouted frantically.Manchester City fans even sang their team song - Blue Moon.The blue moon at this time is so sad, it seems to be the tears of a hero, and it seems to be an elegy on the battlefield, sobbing like a complaint, it makes people cry...

In the dressing room of the Manchester City team, Mark Hughes had already taken off his gray suit jacket, only wearing a white shirt, with his hands on his hips, his head buried, and kept pacing back and forth.At this time, the players of the Manchester City team were all sitting in front of their wardrobes, their heads were deeply lowered, and they did not dare to vent their breath.Because Mark Hughes took off his coat fiercely just now, and the anger when he slammed it on the ground was deeply imprinted in the hearts of all Manchester City players.

This was the first time they saw Mark Hughes venting his anger in such a way, at least in Xu Zhou's eyes.At this time, Xu Zhou's head was deeply lowered, and the sweat on his forehead slowly slid down and dripped down his face!

"Tick tock..." The sound of sweat dripping and falling on the arms was very clear in the Manchester City dressing room.

Hearing this sound, the nerves of all Manchester City team members tensed suddenly, and their bodies trembled slightly.Some even raised their heads slightly, secretly observing the situation in the locker room with upturned corners of their eyes.However, in an instant, the weird and heavy atmosphere in the locker room made them unable to lift their heads, and each of them buried their heads deeply, only the sound of "tick, tick, tick, tick" could be heard.

Mark Hughes still didn't speak. The entire intermission had passed for 10 minutes in such an atmosphere, but Mark Hughes still didn't mean to speak, and kept pacing there.All the Manchester City players' heads were like a paste, confused, and they barely understood what the head coach meant by this?

"Teach...coach..." At this time, as the captain of the team, Dunn seemed to have made great determination, then slowly raised his head, stared at Mark Hughes with a pair of trembling eyes, and reminded weakly.

Hearing the shout, Mark Hughes' footsteps suddenly stopped, which caused Dunn's face to twitch suddenly, his nerves tensed up suddenly, and a trace of cold sweat involuntarily oozes from his forehead.All the players of the Manchester City team tensed up at this moment, waiting for the arrival of the storm.However, the roar and roar that everyone imagined did not come.Mark Hughes' body paused for dozens of seconds, and then he began to pace up and down, ignoring Dunn.

Seeing Mark Hughes' actions, everyone suddenly let out a deep breath, and their hearts were suddenly relieved, and the pressure in their hearts was also reduced a lot.However, when they were lucky enough to breathe, their hearts were instantly filled with disappointment. Why didn't the head coach arrange the tactics for the second half of the game?Has he already given up on this game?

"Head ... I know that our performance in the first half has not reached the level, which makes you very dissatisfied. But now that it is not angry, we should discuss the tactics of the second half of the game. In this way, we can re -pull the game back in the second half and return to our track! We are the most important thing now ..." Silence for a while, seeing the midfield rest time. It's time, Dunn couldn't wait any longer, he suddenly stood up and said to Mark Hughes with a hard face.At this time, Dunn is no longer a football player, but more like a member of the Death Squad in World War II!

"Arranging tactics? Are you sure?" Mark Hughes stopped suddenly when he heard Dunn's words, then turned his head slightly, smiled contemptuously, and then asked.

"Of course, didn't they all do this before?" Hearing the head coach's question, Dunn was puzzled. Didn't everyone do this before?Why did the head coach ask such a mentally handicapped question today?

"Tactics, do they really work for you?" Mark Hughes's expression suddenly changed. At this time, he was like an angry lion, roaring suddenly, startling all the Manchester City players, "Look, what did you play in the first half? Shit, shit! How dare you talk about tactics? Did you implement the tactics I arranged before the game? Have you thought about tactics in the first half? Look at what you were doing in the first half? You said, is the tactics still useful? No! His grandma's It's useless, you are a bunch of their trash! Then why do you need tactics?"

"Mr. Coach, please pay attention to the wording. We are not trash. We are not your captives, let alone your slaves. You can't trample on our dignity at will!" Suddenly, Xu Zhoucong stood up from his seat, with his head stubborn, his eyes fixed on Mark Hughes and shouted.At this time, although the other players of the Manchester City team were not as fierce as Xu Zhou, they were all very angry and stared fiercely at Mark Hughes.

"Hahahahaha..." Hearing Xu Zhou's words and seeing the eyes of all the players, Mark Hughes burst out laughing, "You're trash! Trash! Trash! I didn't say it, but you showed it. Look, look at the Dutch guys next to you. In their eyes, you are trash, absolute trash! The performance of you and you in the whole first half is like they proved that you are trash! Listen, what are the Dutch fans outside shouting? Trash, yelling that you are a bunch of fucking trash, a bunch of trash with high salaries who don't do practical things!"

"How? You know why I called you trash!" Mark Hughes stared at his disciples with a smile on his face. "So, tell me now, what are you going to do? Don't look at me like that, it's a sign of the weak. If you have the ability, go out, trample those bastards over, and use your strength to tell them that you are not trash, and that group of Dutchmen are trash! Beat the Dutchmen to the ground!"

Hearing Mark Hughes' sharp words, all the Manchester City team members were stunned. They had never seen such a rude head coach. In the past, Mark Hughes was more like a refined and soft university professor in everyone's eyes.But, now, the roar of Mark Hughes has completely subverted their image of Mark Hughes!

"What are you still doing in a daze? Have you accepted the title of this trash? Very good, you are really my good disciple!" Mark Hughes roared through gritted teeth, "We are ashamed of your parents, their children are actually a bunch of softies, trash! Very good! Very good!"

"We are not, Mr. Manager!" Hearing the roar of the head coach, all the Manchester City players shouted in unison. The voice was like thunder in spring, shaking people's hearts!

"Damn, what are you screaming for?" Obviously, Mark Hughes was also taken aback by the momentum of the Manchester City players.Although he was satisfied with the reaction of the Manchester City players, Mark Hughes was still unwilling to show it on the surface. He continued, "What's the use of howling? Do you think that howling like this can change everyone's opinion of you? No, childish, extremely childish thinking! You must show your strength, kill them with your feet, and kill that trash McLaren! He wants to step on our corpses and stand up again, dreaming! Go out, overthrow them, and let them see who is the fucking trash!"

"Fuck them, let them see who is—fucking—waste!!" The Manchester City players roared wildly, one by one like hungry beasts, and at this time the Dutch Twente team was the food in their eyes.Their eyes were shining with scarlet light at this moment, as if they were going to devour the Twente team in an instant!

Like a pack of hungry wolves, Manchester City players roared into the Manchester City Stadium!

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In the locker room of the Twente team, McLaren stood in his position with a livid face, looking down at his disciples like a king.At this time, his expression told everyone that he is very angry now, very angry, the anger of a king!At this time, the Twente team members no longer had the smiles they had when they left the field. Their smiles had been replaced by seriousness. Like the Manchester City players, they buried their heads deeply!

"Look up!" Seeing his team members sloppy their ears and lower their heads, McLaren's anger was instantly ignited, and he roared at his team members.Hearing the roar of the head coach and the sound of swiping, the members of the Twente team raised their heads neatly like soldiers being inspected, and all of them stared at their head coach in a daze.

"Do you know what your actions just now mean?" At this time, McLaren's voice seemed to have dropped a lot, which made the Twente team members heave a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to return, suddenly McLaren's voice was raised again, and exploded like a bomb in the locker room.

"No, we are not!" Swipe, all the Twente players raised their heads and shouted loudly at their coach.

"Hehe, do you think that just by shouting and howling, you are not weak?" McLaren said with a slight smile, "No! Your performance like this can only tell me that you are weaker than the weak! Do you know? The strong are not made by shouting, but by doing it! Go out and trample the bastards of the Manchester City team, you are the strong! The strong respected by the whole world!"

"The strong! The strong! The strong respected by the whole world!" The members of the Twente team roared crazily. At this time, they were like tigers descending from the mountain, full of domineering and vicious!

I have to say that McLaren's words are very deceptive. At least at this time, the Twente team members are already excited.They rushed into the Manchester City Stadium like tigers descending the mountain!

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"Viewers, welcome back, this is BBC Radio, I'm John Mortensen, and I'm with Mark Lawrenson. Now we continue to bring you the 2008-2009 UEFA Cup match between Manchester City and Dutch team Twente at home. In the first half of the game, Manchester City fell behind by one goal at home against Twente. This disappointed the Manchester City fans at the scene, but at the end of the half, Mark Hughes' anger made Manchester City fans see Hope for the team to cheer up, they firmly believe that Manchester City will launch a fierce attack in the second half to get the score back, and even overtake it!"

"Well, however, it seems that McLaren, who is leading, is not satisfied either. When the lead ended the first half, McLaren's performance was equally angry. It can be seen that he was also dissatisfied with the first half of the game. Maybe they think their lead is too small. They should be able to lead Manchester City by a big score!" Mark Lawrenson immediately took John Mortensen's words and said loudly, "So, the second half of the game is definitely not a continuation of the first half, this will just be the beginning of another peak!"

"Look, players from both sides come out, let's see! Look at the expressions of the players on both sides. After a long time, this game will definitely remain in the hearts of those who have watched this game!" John Mortensen roared loudly. At this time, his passion was also jumped by the expressions of the players on both sides, and he explained frantically.

"I don't know what the coaches of the two teams said to their players during the halftime break? But I know that their adjustments during the halftime break were undoubtedly successful, because the expressions of the players of the two teams now tell us everything. This is definitely a wonderful and classic game!" Mark Lawrenson also roared.

"Okay, let's not say too much, let's watch the second half of the game!" At this time, John Modelsen saw the referee blowing the whistle to start the second half of the game, he said hastily.

The game restarted, and the players on both sides were very excited. Of course, this also caused their movements to be relatively large.However, the players on both sides showed no sign of timidity, and they all showed themselves crazily.Manchester City launched a fierce attack as soon as they came up. Although Twente's defense was very strong, the crazy Manchester City still caused some troubles for Twente in the second half of the game.Of course, the fully defensive Twente team did not withdraw his fangs. They still used their counterattacks to threaten Manchester City's defense.The scene was turbulent for a while, but the balance established in the first half did not seem to be broken.

And at this time, the situation on the court changed suddenly, making the whole court a little different!

When Twente's counterattack failed to produce results, Manchester City intercepted the ball in midfield.After stealing the ball, Manchester City's midfielder Elano quickly handed the ball to the wing.Xu Zhou received the ball from the wing, and Jaap Stam, Twente's wing defender, rushed forward frantically.Feeling Jaap Stam's madness, Xu Zhou didn't catch the ball, but handed the ball to Robinho in the midfield.Then, Xu Zhou turned around quickly, bypassed Jaap Stam, shook off Jaap Stam, and rushed forward quickly.

Robinho, who received the ball in the middle, did not move forward with the ball. Seeing Xu Zhou throwing Jaap Stam away, he quickly pushed the ball to Xu Zhou who was advancing.After catching the ball, Xu Zhou frantically took the ball one step forward.Twente's left back rushed out frantically, hoping to clear the ball before Xu Zhou caught up with the ball again.

However, he failed. Xu Zhou's body quickly caught up with the ball like an afterimage, and then suddenly kicked up his right foot, drew an arc, and sent the ball into the Twente team's penalty area.

"A bottom cross..." John Mortensen roared loudly.

The ball flew into the penalty area quickly, and Twente's defenders kept their eyes on the ball, and their bodies squeezed back fiercely, squeezing Manchester City's point grabbers behind them, preventing them from having a chance to grab points.At this time, Twente's central defender C. Diaudi was facing Xu Zhou, and suddenly heard the goalkeeper's call. He knew that Xu Zhou had already kicked the ball, so he turned around quickly.

However, just when C. Diaudi turned around, a black object slammed hard on his head, and then he took the black object and changed direction instantly, smashing into the Twente team's goal fiercely like a sharp sword.

At this time, the goalkeeper of the Twente team, Paul Shuka, was staring at C. Diaudi in a daze. He did not expect that at this time, C. Diaudi would perform Infernal Affairs, directly smashing the ball passed by Xu Zhou into his own goal, an own goal!

At this time, Xu Zhou and the Manchester City players had only one idea in their minds - should the goal bonus be 25 pounds be given to this guy?

(End of this chapter)