Chapter 91: Horror film: He ate four ... raw

Incheon Stadium VIP passage.

Giggs felt a bit out of sorts, glumly said: "Boss, why come to Korea in person? We should believe in Manchester United's appeal to young players."

Van Gaal's face flushed, he snapped angrily: "Our scout is a pig! When Lee Zai was only sold for 1 million euros at La Masia, we missed it! When Lee Zai's release clause at Leverkusen was only 2 million euros, we missed it again!"

"The coaching staff held a personal talk! This is Manchester United's sincerity!"

"Use my personal charm! Bring Li back to Old Trafford!"

Upon hearing this.

Giggs wore a bitter expression: "Your old Van, you're past your prime! With Manchester United's current form... you're always on the brink of being sacked, what charm do you have left?"

What the two of them now want to do is a bit underhanded: bypass Leverkusen, directly persuade Li Kang himself, prepare to trigger the release clause in the winter window and take him away.

"Boss, Leverkusen treats Li very well, whether materially, emotionally, or tactically..."

Van Gaal stopped, thought for a moment, and said: "Material? Manchester United can offer more!"

"Tactical status? With Leverkusen's defensive line, at most they reach the quarterfinals this Champions League season! After the Camp Nou match, all European giants have studied their tactics thoroughly. Any random team in the Champions League round of 16 could tear Leverkusen apart!"

"Manchester United will make Li Kang the cornerstone of the team!"

"I can't wait to tell him which stars Manchester United will sign!"

As they spoke, Old Van smiled, adjusted his red tie, as if seeing the dawn of Manchester United's revival!

Giggs nodded seriously.

"Boss, you're so wise..."

A heavy cough interrupted their conversation.

Accompanied by hurried footsteps.

Old Van turned his head, his face instantly darkened:

Manchester City head coach - Pellegrini!

Chelsea Abramovich's assistant - Scacca!

"Pah! These two old scoundrels are so shameless, actually choosing to contact Li during an international match day..."

And Arsenal's Wenger?

What the hell are you coming to join the fun for!

"What a wonderful Saturday, Mr. Van Gaal!"

Incheon Sports Stadium.

The match continued.

Schlittick and the Korean coaching staff, after a detailed tactical discussion, devised the simplest deployment: abandon Spain's organizational core - Dennis, and increase the number of markers on Li Kang!

Koo Ja-cheol received a diagonal pass from Lee Qinglong and launched a sprint down the right flank!

Why isn't the point of attack on Son Heung-min's side?

At this time, the Korean team's group of older brothers are in their prime, not yet fully obeying the coaching staff's instructions, revolving around Son Heung-min as the attacking core!

In terms of seniority, Son Heung-min can only be considered a junior at this time.

This is not fabricated news; in 2015, it was the genuine internal situation of the Korean team!

The Korean mindset is incomprehensible to other nations.

"Koo Ja-cheol rarely plays as a wide midfielder, but his technique is all‑round; he has already proved his ability in Europe!"

"The Spanish team must be wary of his long‑link with Son Heung-min!"

"His dribbling is excellent! The Spanish back line is in danger!"

Koo Ja-cheol soon encountered Bellerín's interception!

He took the ball out wide! Accelerated and changed direction!

Trying to devour the young rookie!

Korean fans were ecstatic: "Our Koo Ja-cheol used to be a mainstay at Wolfsburg!"

The person went past.

The ball didn't go past.

With a slap!

Bellerín stuck out a leg and snatched the ball!

He then knocked it to the incoming Dennis!

The latter actually managed, while running, to complete the link from reception to a long pass!

The Korean team's formation had no time to withdraw!

The ball arced beautifully over Incheon Stadium!

"The power and trajectory are simply perfect!"

"The Spanish team's play today is very direct!"

"This pass tore apart the entire Korean defensive line!"

"It's also highly concealed, catching the opposition off guard!"

The Korean team's thirty‑meter zone in midfield.

Morata rushed to the landing point, nudged the ball with his chest, then pushed with his left foot, charging into the Korean penalty area!

The Korean defenders frantically gave chase, but it was too late!

Meanwhile.

Diego Costa charged like a bull, shaking off Kim Young‑gwon and sprinting wildly!

Two‑on‑one up front!

A subtle distance in positioning!

Let Zheng Chenglong be extremely nervous!

I'm a goalkeeper who plays in the K League and the Japan Professional League!

How do you expect me to stop Juventus and Chelsea's main striker all by myself!

Is there any difference from an empty goal?

The Incheon stands were deathly silent.

The Korean fans were afraid to make any sound, for fear it would affect their goalkeeper's save.

At the top of the penalty area arc!

Morata fired a furious shot!

Zheng Chenglong stood frozen like a wooden chicken, not moving a muscle; he simply didn't have time to judge the shot's direction from the foot shape of Juventus's godlike striker.

"This ball has... oh no!"

Thud!

The ball hit Zheng Chenglong's knee.

It bounced out of the penalty area!

The whole stadium erupted in an uproar!

Diego Costa looked bewildered: "Isn't this going in?"

Morata clutched his head with both hands, down on one knee.

Bosque suddenly felt like vomiting.

The Spanish veteran coach's blood pressure has been a bit high these past two years.

The camera quickly followed the ball's trajectory!

It wasn't parried away!

Right at the front edge of the penalty area!

The landing point!

The figure of Spain's number 8 appeared!

"Li Kang! According to statistics, in previous matches, his success rate in contesting second-point balls is 100%! What a terrifying ability to convert vision from above!"

"The situation is bad! Korea's defensive recovery is in place!"

"Four defenders against one!"

Li Kang lifted his foot to stop the ball.

Behind him were Ji Chengyong and He Dacheng.

At his sides were Hong Zhenghao and Jin Yingquan.

The four closed in!

Asia's top-tier double defensive midfield plus double center-back combination!

Korean fans' passion was ignited again!

The drumbeats thundered!

Li Kang, you're dragging a 60kg burden! Can you break through our Korean team's top-tier defense? This is the defensive combination from the 2014 World Cup!

At the sideline.

Bosque's blood pressure gradually dropped.

He held his big belly, trying to stand up, not wanting to miss the upcoming action!

Miniano looked shocked, his body leaning forward. He wanted to shout at Li Kang to pass the ball back, to reorganize the attack,

On the other side.

Schlittick was full of confidence.

Unless Drogba descends, who else could use their body to break out of Korea's tight encirclement?

Immediately after.

At Incheon Stadium, the most explosive scene since its establishment occurred!

Jin Yingquan made a vicious tackle!

Hong Zhenghao stuck out his leg to intercept!

At the same moment!

Unavoidable!

Li Kang chose the simplest way to get past!

A light push with his left foot.

The ball skimmed the grass, slipping through the gap between Korea's two center-backs, with violent topspin causing its speed to begin to slow.

His whole body lunged forward!

In an instant.

Korea's two center-backs, their pupils constricted!

Thud!

Thud!

The close-range audio equipment transmitted two shocking sounds of flesh impact!

Jin Yingquan's studs ruthlessly dug into Li Kang's right shin guard!

Hong Zhenghao's calf heavily kicked Li Kang's knee!

Everyone who saw this shocking scene couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air!

VIP box.

Van Gaal, Pellegrini, Scaglia, and Wenger all simultaneously opened their mouths wide!

They hadn't even started talking business, and the cargo was about to be destroyed?

Chief Referee Osato had already placed the whistle at his lips.

But two sudden, heart-rending howls broke his train of thought.

It was Kim Young-gwon and Hong Jung-ho!

Li Kang staggered, nearly fell, quickly adjusted his stance, and kept charging forward!

Ki Seong-yong and Ha Dae-sung had no time to worry about their teammates.

Their views were exactly the same:

Even if it's a foul! We absolutely cannot let this kid get past!

One on the left, one on the right, they simultaneously reached out and grabbed the number 8's jersey!

In an instant.

The two felt an extremely terrifying force pulling at them!

They couldn't let go!

The Incheon Stadium was dead silent.

Sharp, piercing sounds rang out.

The number 8 jersey was ripped!

The Korean team's two holding midfielders lost their balance.

Ki Seong-yong fell to the ground, slamming into Kim Young-gwon!

Ha Dae-sung lost his balance, his foot landing on Hong Jung-ho's buttocks!

Miserable screams rang out again!

Scattered jersey fragments fluttered in the wind.

Over twenty thousand Korean fans were stunned, a bone-chilling fear permeating their whole bodies!

When they came to their senses again.

The Spanish-Chinese player had already kicked the ball!

Shirtless!

Charged into the penalty area!

One kick ripped through Zheng Chenglong's... pants!

The Korean team's goal net was lifted again.

0:2!

!

EPSN live broadcast room.

Zhan Jun stared dumbfounded... after two seconds, he began speaking.

"Here we go again!"

"The sponsor of Spain's jersey, Adidas, will face a stock plunge!"

"Li Kang! In just three seconds! He ate four Korean players raw!"

"He passed the ball to his future self four seconds later!"

"He then used his physical advantage to break through Korea's defensive line!"

"Too shocking! Too terrifying! A physical advantage crush! A dimensional strike! An absolute dimensional strike!"

"Chief Referee Osato will face the toughest call of his career!"

"What the hell, difficult?"

Osato pulled out a red card!

He charged at the three Korean defenders!

He swung around in a circle!

As for Ki Seong-yong, with the smallest jersey fragment in his hand, he got a yellow card and a warning!

Immediately summoned the team doctor onto the field!

The Korean fans were as if they'd all lost their voice, unable to utter a single boo.

After fear came despair!

By the pitch.

Miniano's legs trembled, his voice shaking: "Boss... we should be glad that Li's descent is in the Yinlibiya Peninsula..."

A few strands of Bosque's hair fluttered in the fierce wind.

"Often, top-tier superstars only need to use the simplest way to get past defenders."

The other side.

Shilidike collapsed on the ground...

ESPN live broadcast room.

A patch of oppressively black Chinese danmaku.

-【Explosion!

!】

-【I've never seen a friendly match before... almost got four red cards!】

-【Osato is very experienced! In an international friendly, if there are four red cards, the match will be immediately stopped and Spain will be declared the winner! He very likely intentionally left openings for Ji Chengyong to slowly trample!】

-【How is Jin Yingquan's sportsmanship? Looking at his expression in the slow-motion replay, he really couldn't control his foot!】

- Anyway, the Korean team collapsed! Not to mention the red card, Hong Zheng-hao and Kim Young-gwon still don't know how badly they're hurt? In the end, they were even dealt a heavy blow by their own teammates!

- Too tragic! This match is nothing but a bloody horror film...

- Not only is it a horror film, Li Kang is even shirtless...

- What is the director doing, switching the camera to the stands? Van Gaal! Pellegrini! Wenger! Scalia! How many BIGs are there in the Premier League?