CHAPTER 275: CHAPTER 92: I’M REALLY NOT THE MAFIA—THE WORLD TURNS TOWARD LOYALTY (15,000-WORD MEGA CHAPTER)

"That’s an incredibly spectacular world-class goal!"

"Oh, we can see that Lu Yang seems very excited today. He made a special celebratory gesture."

After scoring, Lu Yang opened his legs slightly bent, extended his right hand making a thumb and forefinger in the shape of a pistol. His left hand seemed to hold the gun barrel, shaking it at the ground while making a doo doo doo sound.

It was as if he was holding an AK47, firing at the ground.

This celebration was novel, fully expressing Lu Yang’s excitement, and also a tribute to Batistuta.

The commentator couldn’t help but joke: "Obviously, without Becher’s, Lu Yang is playing very relaxed. Both his performance and mood on the field show it!"

Becher’s on the bench was speechless.

Can you stop flogging the corpse?

I wasn’t even on the field, please have mercy.

To be honest, after experiencing the locker room storm and Lu Yang’s angry roar on the pitch in the last game, Becher’s was already discouraged.

Or rather, scared.

He no longer intended to compete with Lu Yang.

He didn’t want to become Lu Yang’s rival.

No one would want that.

On the field, the match restarted.

Without Becher’s insistence on proving himself with an aggressive playing style, San Remo adopted a defensive counter-attack strategy and played awesomely.

This was also out of player protection.

The team in possession is more likely to be targeted for fouls.

San Remo truly couldn’t afford any injuries now.

Novara had no intention of surrendering so quickly. Since San Remo retreated, they pressed forward.

In the 25th minute, Latu Yidi made a crucial interception and then passed the ball to Lu Yang.

Facing the ball, Lu Yang passed without stopping, sending it forward.

The ball speed was extremely fast, the landing point precise.

Low Pass, One-Touch Pass, Heavier Spin Pass, Guti’s through ball, Totti’s chip... This pass incorporated almost all of Lu Yang’s passing skills.

Speed, accuracy, power, and landing point were all excellent!

Bai Zhami ran wildly at the front.

Novara pushed too far forward, and their players couldn’t even catch a glimpse of Bai Zhami’s trailing lights when chasing back.

Bai Zhami received the ball and faced a one-on-one. Adjusting while dribbling, he made a successful push shot into the far corner, scoring.

"Roar!"

Bai Zhami shouted excitedly.

Honestly, it had been a while since he last scored.

Becher’s arrival caused trouble not just for Lu Yang.

Everyone up front played repressively during this period, with their stats virtually stalled.

Bai Zhami excitedly found Lu Yang to celebrate, thanking him for the assist.

Last three minutes of the first half.

Undeterred, Novara was hit by another counter-attack from San Remo.

It was still Lu Yang, yet again with a perfectly controlled Long Pass.

Again, Bai Zhami ran like crazy.

The difference was this time there were two people left behind on their defense.

One was passed by Bai Zhami.

The other slid from the side to tackle Bai Zhami directly.

While speeding with the ball, Bai Zhami accelerated again, flicking the ball past the opponent.

He flew over with the ball.

But... the difficulty of a second eruption is truly high.

Especially coordinating jump actions after such a burst.

Before jumping, the stress on muscles is immense.

After jumping, the stress on the ankle is enormous.

Triple jump athletes most commonly experience ankle injuries, not because they can’t jump farther but because their ankles can’t withstand the pressure of the third jump.

After landing, Bai Zhami stumbled, and suddenly fell after running a couple more steps.

He lay on the ground holding his leg, expression contorted with pain.

No doubt!

He was injured.

Sotu, at the sideline, furiously kicked away a water bottle!

Why!

He clearly intended to substitute Bai Zhami with Belletti at halftime.

Why does it always fall short by just a little bit?

The team medic quickly entered the field.

After checking, he motioned Substitution to Sotu.

Belletti came on as a substitute.

Bai Zhami was helped off.

"Thankfully, his injury isn’t severe. His ankle is slightly sprained but will recover quickly. His muscles are fatigued but fortunately not strained," the medic told Sotu the good news, "However, as a precaution, I suggest he rests well for two weeks. He’s too exhausted."

Sotu nodded, acknowledging he understood.

He now hoped for just one thing, when exactly Morici would return.

The injuries San Remo is dealing with are all essentially caused by players over-running, resulting in excessive fatigue.

If Morici returns, most players can revert their running to normal.

The team’s greatest crisis will be resolved.

Becher’s was slightly agitated on the bench.

His opportunity had come.

Bai Zhami was forced off due to injury.

Belletti’s stamina couldn’t possibly last the whole game.

San Remo needs him!

Yet the substitution Becher’s was expecting never came.

After Belletti came on, he quickly created a rather distant Set Piece.

Lu Yang decided to go into the box to grab a spot.

Though the ball was within his shooting range, it leaned a bit more to the right, requiring curvature for the shot.

This wasn’t what Lu Yang excelled at.

Upon the whistle, Belletti struck hard, choosing to shoot directly.

This was quite unexpected.

Some fans even suspected momentarily whether Belletti had become somewhat Becher’s-like?