"Do you think you are Luo?"

He rubbed his brows, feeling helpless.

Nketiah's role on the court should be to find ways to give Luo Wu the ball instead of squandering opportunities. It seems that at this point, Nketiah did not understand his tactical requirements...

We must seize the limited opportunities to create the best conditions for Luo Wu, and then let Luo Wu score. This is Arsenal's ultimate tactic.

But Luo Wu didn't care. He didn't even participate in this attack. So when switching from offense to defense, he also helped the team delay Tottenham's time.

When Lamela dribbled the ball across the center line, he forced Lamela to pass the ball back, and then when Sissoko was dribbling the ball, he knocked him down head-on.

After Sissoko got up, he walked towards Luo Wu with an angry face, but was immediately pulled by Sun Heung-min, who grabbed Sissoko's arm tightly.

"Do not impulse,"

"We are lagging behind. If you cause trouble for him, you will be fined, and then we will be finished."

Son Heung-min remained very sober.

Sissoko broke free of his arm.

"Are you out of your mind? Which side are you on?"

"Don't you dare preach in front of me, I know what I'm doing!"

Sissoko actually roared at Son Heung-min? It was like the sun was rising in the west.

Is this going to lead to internal strife?

It would be fun if that were the case.

Son Heung-min does not have a good temper. He is actually more of a gentleman. Now that Sissoko is criticizing him like this, he said something back.

"You are so fucking stupid, so stupid!"

After cursing these words, he turned around and left. He couldn't really have a conflict with Sissoko and let's talk about it back to the locker room.

His thinking is still very clear and he must not drag down the team.

But Sissoko was really a fool. He chased after him and continued to chatter behind Sun Xingmin.

"You yellow-haired monkey, what did you spit out just now?"

"Turn around the fuck and tell me clearly,"

"Fake, you yellow-haired monkey!"

"I'm going to beat you to the lawn!"

No matter how good-tempered Son Heung-min was, he couldn't stand the continuous violent verbal attacks and racial discrimination, so he stopped and turned around.

Everyone finally noticed what was unusual about these two people.

But it's too late.

As soon as Sun Xingmin turned around, Sissoko waved his fist at Sun Xingmin.

It's really eye-opening.

It looked like Son Heung-min was going to be beaten to the ground, but Son Heung-min reacted very quickly in the flash of lightning. He squatted down instantly and dodged Sissoko's fist.

Son Heung-min was definitely not an easy man. After squatting down, he immediately kicked Sissoko in the crotch.

Unexpectedly, Sissoko's reaction was also very quick. He also took a step sideways and avoided Sun Xingmin's heavy blow.

Fighting between dragon and tiger?

Beep beep beep!

The referee rushed over and blew his whistle in a hurry.

What the hell happened?

This would be understandable if players from both sides were fighting, but how come they started fighting with players from the same side?

At this time, Son Heung-min was also held up by Kane, and Sissoko was also blocked by Eriksen.

"What's going on? Why did Sissoko and Sun fight? What happened just now? There's internal strife. It's over now."

"How will the referee handle this matter? It was Sissoko who struck first, but Sun also fought back. You can't give them each a red card, right? Then the game will be miserable."

"If there are two less people fighting, Tottenham will be slaughtered crazily."

"It's too difficult to handle. It was a wonderful game, and now such a plot suddenly evolved..."

"Pochettino is going to cry to death."

"Tottenham fans are going to be pissed off too. They have to accept being ravaged by Arsenal at home again."

The reaction from Pocellino and Tottenham fans was exactly the same.

All that was left was yelling.

Naturally, he scolded Sissoko for being such a fool. How could he attack one of his own people?

Some people also criticized Son Heung-min because he also took action.

The stands were in chaos, and everyone's hearts were in their throats, wondering what kind of penalty the referee would make.

Luo Wu was still sitting on the turf with a confused look on his face. This was the first time he saw his opponent fighting.

Is this the legendary soldier who kills people without fighting? The two of them look like undercover agents of Arsenal.

It was obviously a close match, but did they suddenly turn it into a one-sided match?

Are they the legendary Wolong and Fengxiao?

ha!

He continued to sit on the lawn and watch the show.

Son Heung-min walked towards the referee.

I have been communicating with the referee in English.

It looked like he was explaining something to the referee.

The referee was not in a hurry, after all, he wanted to find out the whole story.

After talking for nearly half a minute, the referee finally heard the truth. Then he took out a yellow card from his pocket and gave it to Sissoko.

Then nothing happened, and Son Heung-min was not punished.

Carragher was stunned.

"That's it?"

"If you fight on the pitch, do you get a yellow card?"

"Can I still act like Chi Guoguo?"

"This is at least a red card. Although Sun did nothing wrong, he shouldn't have taken action. He should also be sent off, right?"

"The referee was too helpful. I can't understand it. Is he risking his career?"

"It's completely unscientific..."

Ferdinand had a different opinion.

"Actually, it's understandable, because the two sides didn't touch each other. Since they didn't touch each other, it's not a fight, it's just a quarrel at most, right? The referee doesn't want to ruin such a wonderful game..."

"What if it's just the two of them acting?"
Chapter completed!