Chapter Thirty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Seven That's a Madman

Digan opened his arms and ran wildly on the field. The teammates behind him ran vigorously to stop the animal, but no one could keep up with his speed.

"Goal! It's Deegan again! Less than two minutes into the game, Deegan blasted away Pescara's goal with a ground-breaking long shot. This is Deegan's third match, but he Already contributed seven goals for Atalanta, let us cheer again, the goal is ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The Atlanta fans at the scene shouted Degan's name vigorously, although it was still not pleasing to see Degan, because every time Degan called them, he used jerk instead, forget it! Be an asshole! Anyway, Deegan is the biggest bastard, and this big bastard can bring them goals.

The Pescara players were all stunned, looking at the football parked in the goal in disbelief. This is just the beginning! Before they could move their bodies, they fell behind 0:1.

Belen, who was sitting in the VIP seat, also jumped up at the moment Degan scored. She knew that countless cameras were pointing at her now, which made her a little proud and happy for her decision.

Digan was running wildly when he suddenly found Beren's figure on the big screen at the scene. He couldn't help smiling, and blew a kiss to the VIP stand, fuck the scandal, I like it.

"Nice job, you bastard boy!"

Taking advantage of Degan's slowing down, Pacini jumped onto Degan's back. Degan's goal just now came from his crossing in front of the penalty area.

"Whenever, give me an assist!"

Digan smiled and gave Pacini a shoulder throw, then looked down at the handsome Italian guy and said, "It depends on whether you can grasp it."

The game restarted, and Degan was like a bull in love, rampaging on the court, turning the opponent's defense upside down.

After being suspended for three games, Degan felt like he was going crazy. Now that he finally had a way to vent, how could he not let it go? I also blame Pescara for being unlucky. What they met today was A mad devil.

In the twelfth minute of the game, Atlanta took a corner kick and Degan jumped high in the penalty area. Although Pescara's goalkeeper tried his best and raised his hands, he couldn't reach Degan's shoulders. Remember that Mount Tai is overwhelmed and then another city.

Seeing the ball scored, Degan started his wild run to celebrate again. His unrestrained half-length hair, muscular figure, and crazy roar made people's blood boil with excitement.

Belen's eyes were blurred, just looking at Digan, she felt itchy all over her body, and her heart was full of pride. This very attractive man belonged to her Belen, which in itself was a great thing to see.

"Bastards! Let's celebrate!"

Digan shouted frantically while running, this time no one will curse him anymore, if they can enjoy this, they are willing to be this bastard, and they will do it for the rest of their lives.

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

Atlanta's strength was already superior to the opponent's. After Digan's two goals, they took over the initiative of the game.

Digan didn't let up. He was still running hard, looking for opportunities to score. He wanted to prove to Mondonico that he was capable of leading the team to win the Coppa Italia honor. His eyes are nothing more than a whetstone.

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of Atlanta, Pescara basically gave up attacking, leaving only one forward in the frontcourt, and the rest of them all returned to defense, and set up an iron barrel formation in front of the penalty area.

But is this all right?

Is that like stopping a bull in heat?

The people of Pescara are too naive, after all, there is no way for humans to compete with wild beasts.

In the thirty-fifth minute, Degan got another chance. He got the ball in front of the penalty area. Pescara's defenders did not dare to neglect and rushed forward. With his body and speed, he forcibly rushed in, and the Pescara player who tried to stop him hit him. It felt like hitting a wall. Digan just swayed, but the opponent flew out directly.

"Deegan! Deegan! Deegan is in! Go! Brazil boy! Go! Mad dog! Kill them! Kick their net!"

If the president of Atlanta, who is accustomed to careful calculation and budgeting, hears this, he will definitely be rewarded with a few big mouths, kicking the bad net, isn't the net not money!

"Boom!"

Watching the opponent's goalkeeper rushing out, Degan kicked and shot, as if a nuclear bomb had detonated in Pescara's penalty area. At this time, if it is those players with elegant style of play, they will definitely choose to challenge Shoot and play tricks on the opponent's goalkeeper.

But Digan doesn't have that habit, he prefers burst shots, others play with the goalkeeper, but he just ignores it nakedly, yes! That's right! Just ignore.

The goalkeeper of Pescara raised his hand subconsciously and just touched the football, which made him happy, but this joy was quickly diluted by the huge pain, and his fingers were almost broken.

If that prevented Deegan from scoring, so be it, but he was soon disappointed.

The ball went in again!

The fans at the scene lost their minds for a moment. Seeing Digan running wildly to celebrate again, they were all stunned. Is this still human? The hat-trick was completed before halfway through the game. If this frequency was followed, they would not dare to imagine it until the end of the game.

What else to do now, let's celebrate! Celebrate like crazy!

Today is a holiday for the Atlanta fans. It doesn't matter if they are treated as jerks, or if Degan continues to ignore them. The team they love is on the field and their opponents are defeated. They just want to cheer and celebrate.

"Everyone! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

It seems to be strung together! All right! Back to business!

Just over 30 minutes into the game, the team fell behind 0:3. The Pescara players were all on the spot, feeling that the game was meaningless.

In world football, it is not impossible to move back after falling behind 0:3 in the first half. For example, on the famous Istanbul night in history, AC Milan players celebrated with champagne during the halftime break. , but the result?

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

But Pescara is not Liverpool after all, and Atlanta is not AC Milan, and you can tell from their appearance that they are not satisfied with just leading by four goals.

The game had just restarted, and Atlanta, who had already gone crazy, successfully intercepted the ball in midfield. Zenoni snatched the ball and sent it to the front of the penalty area with a long pass. , The chest stopped the ball, and without waiting for the football to hit the ground, he suddenly made an amazing move.

Half turn, side volley, volley!

The football brushed against the faces of the Pescara players and flew over with a whistling sound of wind. The Pescara goalkeeper didn't even react at all, just like a spectator, he turned his head sideways and sent the football into the net again.

Big Four!

Degan lay on the ground, listening to the cheers from all around, he knew that the ball had scored again, this time he didn't run wildly to celebrate, stood up, just raised his arms high, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the The overwhelming cheers were like a king returning from an expedition, accepting the support of his subjects.

Mandolini on the sidelines held his head, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "This kid is really crazy!"

crazy?

If this was called madness, he really hoped that Digan would remain so crazy for the rest of his life.

He also knew that the small temple in Atlanta couldn't keep the great god Digan, but now he still belonged to Atlanta, so don't think about those messy things, and enjoy the present!

Give this lunatic a big cheer, he deserves every accolade!