Even if I die, Black and White will have to come and take me, and then go to the underworld to report!
Didn’t the underworld extradite him back to his country?
At the Allianz Arena, the game was temporarily suspended.
Team members from both sides gathered together and surrounded their wounded.
There were too many people around, the robotic arm was stretched to its longest length, and the camera couldn't capture the entire center of the crowd.
"It seems that the collision between the two teams was serious!" He Wei's voice was full of anxiety.
This is the first time for Chinese people to participate in the Champions League final, but they must not get injured before they start!
"Boateng has slowly stood up with the help of his teammates."
"Lei Yu is still lying in Van Persie's arms."
"The one who just took the ball was Lei Yu."
"Boateng is the defender."
"The other party deliberately bumped into him. Most people really can't stand it."
"Boateng, the player, was born in Berlin, Germany in 1988. He is 1.92 meters tall and weighs 90 kilograms."
"Although Lei Yu is also very strong, Boateng beats Lei Yu in both height and weight."
"I don't know what Lei Yu's condition is at this time."
"Look, Wenger on the sidelines is already worried."
"Arteta has started to warm up."
"Professor has prepared for the worst."
At this moment, gun fans all over the world are staring at their screens with worried faces.
According to past experience, Lei Yu knocks the opponent off his feet every time when defending.
Even if he broke through with the ball, it was Lei Yu who knocked his opponent away.
But now, everything is reversed.
Lei Yu, who was dribbling the ball, fell to the ground, but Boateng, who hit someone, was fine.
You can’t help but joke like this!
The live broadcast room of Jiulang exploded at this moment.
"Damn it! Boateng, you little black guy! Can't afford it? Are you planning a sneak attack?"
"If you really dare to knock me out, Brother Yu, I will blackmail you for the rest of your life!"
"Gun Boateng, the defense is too dirty! It's nothing!"
"Thor, get up quickly! Wuwuwuwu, we can't live without the gun king in our arsenal!"
The fans were filled with indignation and wanted to tear Boateng into pieces on the screen.
Just when gun fans around the world were worried, all the gunmen surrounding Lei Yu heard a voice.
"Grrrrrrrrrr..."
This time, the sound was loud.
Everyone was stunned and looked down at Lei Yu in Van Persie's arms.
"Ohhhhhhh!!!"
With an exclamation, Lei Yu, who was still squinting and sobbing, suddenly jumped up from Van Persie's arms.
Whoosh!
Before the referee could react, Lei Yu pushed aside the stunned crowd and rushed towards the sidelines.
"What...what is going on?" Portuguese referee Proenca looked confused.
After so many years of law enforcement, I have never seen this phenomenon in a Champions League game.
"I...I don't know either!"
When everyone was confused, Van Persie suddenly frowned and then pinched his nose.
"Uh... Aaron, do you smell something?"
Ramsey sniffed and then waved his hand, "I smell it."
Then, Ramsey reacted suddenly, "You mean..."
On the sidelines of the court, the professor was still urgently teaching Arteta tips when he suddenly heard a series of shouts.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way!!!"
Wenger looked up and saw Lei Yu rushing towards him at a speed of 100 meters.
"Lei, you didn't..."
Before the "thing" could be said, Lei Yu pushed the staff away and rushed into the player tunnel.
"this..."
The professor was dumbfounded.
Arteta was dumbfounded.
All the Gunners on the coaching bench were dumbfounded.
what 's wrong?
What just happened?
Why do I seem to see Lei running?
Is he okay?
"Uh...Boss, do you still need me to play?" Arteta rubbed his hands and asked carefully, "If not, I will go back and rest first..."
"Wait a minute! You go and warm up again!"
The professor made a prompt decision.
After directing Arteta away, he took a step forward to the sidelines and gathered with the referee and Robin van Persie who ran over.
"Robin, what's going on?"
As soon as they met, the professor asked in a haughty tone.
"Boss, if I guess correctly, Lei, Lei may have a bad stomach."
"Have a bad stomach?"
Upon hearing these four words, the professor's forehead popped with veins.
As the head coach of Arsenal, he certainly knows the consequences of players having a bad stomach in the final.
Just like the last round of the Premier League in the 2005-06 season, the suspense that Arsenal and Tottenham would earn four points continued until the final game.
But just the day before the game, all Tottenham players got food poisoning, causing at least 10 main players to be unable to participate.
In the end, Tottenham lost to West Ham United 1-2 and lost their place in next season's Champions League.
If there is nothing fishy here, outsiders would not believe it even to death.
This incident caused quite a stir at the time, and Arsenal, as the largest vested interest, was brought to the forefront. Many people believed that Arsenal was behind the scenes.
But in the end, there was no evidence, so the matter had to be left alone, and Tottenham had no choice but to admit defeat.
From then on, wherever Tottenham went, cooks and food followed them, and they no longer dared to eat randomly in away games.
Unexpectedly, six years later in the Champions League, Arsenal would also encounter this difficult problem.
"Uh...Mr. Arsene. What I need to ask now is whether Arsenal wants to make a substitution. If not, I will signal the game to continue."
Proenka looked serious.
Now that he understands what happened, he will enforce the law fairly.
The longer time passes, the more people will gossip.
The professor gritted his molars.
He knew that there was not much time left for him to react and choose.
The whole world knows that Lei Yu is the key figure in this game.
If he were to be replaced so early, Arsenal would undoubtedly lose an arm.
But what if Lei Yu is not replaced?
In Lei Yu's absence, the gunmen could only fight with ten people.
Anything can happen during this period.
If Arsenal really collapses in these few minutes, even if Lei Yu comes back safe and sound, he may not be able to recover.
How to choose?
After all, he is a professor and has seen many big scenes.
After only three seconds of silence, Wenger said: "Mr. Referee, we are not planning to make any substitutions for the time being."
After hearing this, Proenka nodded, without saying a word, and ran back to the court with the whistle in his mouth.
"Beep!"
The whistle blows and the game continues.
"Lukash, you and Maruwan go to the bathroom door and wait together. If anything happens to Lei, come back and report to me as soon as possible!"
"Mikel, keep warming up and be ready to play at any time!"
"Boulder, tell the players on the field. Let them all retreat when Lei is away, but the defense must be as far away from the goal as possible! You must not let the opponent easily drop the ball into the penalty area!"
Everyone knows that this is a critical moment for Arsenal.
Following the professor's continuous command, the substitutes and staff who received the order immediately came to their posts and performed their tasks.
After everyone dispersed, the professor came to the sidelines alone.
His eyes were staring at the Gunners who were trapped in his own half of the pitch, and the movements of his hands were getting faster and faster.
"Come on, team members, you must hold on!"
"Lei, you have to work hard and come back safely!"