Chapter 37 That's a madman

"GOAL~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Degan opened his arms and ran wildly on the court. His teammates behind him ran wildly to stop the animal, but no one could keep up with his speed.

"Goal! Degan again! Less than two minutes after the opening, Degan opened Pescara's goal with a shocking long shot. This was Degan's third game, but he has contributed seven goals to Atlanta. Let's cheer again. The goal is~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

"Digan~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The Atlanta fans at the scene shouted Degan's name hard, although they still didn't like Degan, because every time Degan called them, he replaced them with bastards. Forget it! Bastard, bastard! Anyway, Degan is the biggest bastard, and this big bastard can bring them goals.

The Pescara players were all stunned and looked at the football that was parked in the goal in disbelief. This is just the start! They haven't moved yet, but they are 0:1 behind.

Belen, sitting in the VIP seat, also jumped up at the moment of Degan's goal. She knew that countless cameras were aimed at her, which made her a little proud and happy about her decision.

Digan was running wildly and suddenly found that Belen appeared on the big screen at the scene. He couldn't help smiling and sent a kiss to the VIP stand. Damn the scandal, I like it.

"Well done, you bastard!"

While Digan slowed down, Pacini suddenly jumped on Digan's back. Digan's goal just now came from crossing in front of his penalty area.

"When, give me an assist!"

Degan gave Pacini a shoulder fall with a smile, and then looked down at the handsome Italian man and said, "That depends on whether you can handle it."

The game restarted, and Digan was like a bull with love, rampaging on the court, stirring up the opponent's defense.

After being banned for three games, Degan felt that he was almost suffocated. Now he finally has a way to vent. How can he not release it to his heart's content? It's also because of Pescara's bad luck. Today, they met a crazy devil.

"GOAL~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In the 12th minute of the game, Atlanta opened a corner kick, and Degan jumped high in the penalty area. Although Pescara's goalkeeper tried his best and raised his hands high, he could not climb Degan's shoulder and was crushed by Tarzan.

Seeing the goal, Degan began to run to celebrate again. His flamboyant semi-long hair, strong figure, crazy roar, people couldn't help but boil their blood.

Belen's eyes were blurred. She just looked at Degan. Her whole body felt itchy, and her heart was full of pride. This charming man belonged to her Belen, which itself was a great thing.

"Bastards! Celebrate to your heart's content!"

Digan shouted crazily as he ran. This time, no one cursed him anymore. If they could enjoy it like this, they would rather be this bastard and do it for the rest of their lives.

After this goal, Pescara's players' morale completely dropped to the freezing point. They found that no matter how hard they tried, they could not stop the prehistoric monster at all. This feeling was extremely frustrating.

Atlanta's strength was originally above the other side. After Degan's two goals, he took over the initiative of the game. The wave of attack was so fierce that Pescara was almost drowned.

Digan is not relaxed. He is still running hard and looking for a chance to break the door. He wants to prove to Mondonico that he has the ability to lead this team to fight for the honor of the Coppa Italia. Pescara is just a grindstone in his eyes.

Under the indiscriminate bombing of Atlanta, Pescara basically gave up the attack. There was only one striker left in the front court, and the rest returned to defense and set up an iron barrel array in front of the penalty area.

But is that all right?

Is this like stopping a bull in heat?

The Pescara people are too naive. After all, people can't compete with beasts.

In the thirty-fifth minute, Degan got another chance. He got the ball in front of the penalty area. Pescara's defender did not dare to neglect and immediately rushed forward. Degan smashed the ball without superfluous skills, but forcibly killed it by his body and speed, trying to stop his Pescara player from hitting it. It felt like hitting a wall. Degan just shook his body, but the other party flew straight out.

"Digan! Degan! Degan went in! Go! Brazilian boy! Go! Mad dog! Kill them! Kick their nets!"

If the Atlanta president, who is used to careful calculation, hears this, he will definitely reward him with a few big mouths and kick the rotten net. Isn't the net money?

"Bang!"

Watching the opponent's goalkeeper jump out, Degan pull out his foot and shoot, as if he had detonated a nuclear bomb in Pescara's penalty area. At this time, if they are those players with elegant style, they will definitely choose to shoot and play with the opponent's goalkeeper.

But Degan doesn't have that habit. He prefers to shoot. Others play tricks on the goalkeeper, while he ignores it naked, right! That's right! Just ignore it.

Pescara's goalkeeper subconsciously raised his hand and touched the football, which made him happy, but soon the joy was diluted by the great pain, and his fingers were almost broken.

If this can stop Degan from scoring, forget it, but soon he will be disappointed.

"GOAL~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The ball is scored again!

The fans at the scene lost their mind in an instant. Looking at Degan running to celebrate again, they were all stunned. Is this still a human? Halfway through the game, the hat-trick was completed. If it was at this frequency, they would not have imagined it at the end of the game.

What else can we do now? Let's celebrate! Celebrate crazily!

Today is a festival for Atlanta fans. Even if they are treated as assholes, what if they continue to be ignored by Degan? Their beloved team is on the scene * their opponents are defeated. They just want to cheer and celebrate.

"Dear book friends! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

It seems to be on the stage! All right! Back to the topic!

Just over 30 minutes of the game, the team has fallen behind 0-3, and the Pescara players are standing on the spot. They feel that the game is meaningless.

In world football, it is not impossible to fall behind 0-3 in the first half and move back in the second half. For example, on the famous Istanbul night in history, AC Milan players celebrated at halftime, but what happened?

In the end, the Rossoneri became the laughing stock of the whole world, and by the way, they became Dudek's water snake waist.

But Pescara is not Liverpool, Atlanta is not AC Milan, and they can see from their appearance, but they are not satisfied with the lead of four goals.

As soon as the game restarted, Atlanta, which had gone crazy, successfully caught the ball in the midfield. Zenoni grabbed the ball and made a long pass and handed the ball to the front of the penalty area. Digan leaned against the opponent's defender. He stopped the ball on his chest and did not wait for the football to land. Suddenly, he made an amazing move.

Half turn around, fly sideways, and shoot!

The football wiped Pescara's player's face and flew over with a roaring wind. Pescara's goalkeeper did not even respond at all, just like a spectator, sending the football into the net again.

Happy for the fourth year!

Degan lay on the ground and listened to the cheers around him. He knew that the ball was scored again. This time, he did not rush to celebrate. He stood up, just raised his arms, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the overwhelming cheers, like a king returning from the expedition, receiving the support of his subjects.

Mandoline, who was on the sidelines, hugged his head and squeezed out of his teeth for a long time: "This boy is really a madman!"

Is it crazy?

If this is called madness, he really hopes that Degan can be so crazy all his life.

He also knows that this small temple in Atlanta can't keep the god Degan, but now he still belongs to Atlanta, so don't think about those messy things and enjoy it now!

Cheer for this madman as much as you can, he deserves any praise!