Besiktas fans were really fierce. From the start of the game, their boos didn't stop whenever Liverpool got the ball. No matter who it was, they were attacked by their boos. Those lesser-known players who were ignored during the warm-up finally experienced "superstar" treatment.

The booing and cursing only stopped when the ball fell to the feet of Besiktas players.

This kind of home atmosphere was unlike any away game Liverpool had ever experienced.

What spewed from the home fans' mouths didn't sound like boos and swear words, but scorching lava!

If Liverpool's players and Besiktas players clashed on the sidelines, those Besiktas fans close to the area would bare their teeth and claws, making all sorts of roars, like a group of cannibals.

As soon as a Liverpool player turned his head, he could see their ferocious expressions and gaping maws.

Some players with weaker mental fortitude became nervous during the game, and they couldn't even move their legs properly.

So it was normal for Besiktas to score first…

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"Almeida!!"

"Hugo—Almeida!!"

"Beautiful! Goal! Almeida's header! He puts Besiktas ahead!"

"The home team is in the lead! Liverpool, playing away, is in trouble!"

When Almeida scored the goal for Besiktas, the fans erupted in cheers loud enough to pierce eardrums.

The not-so-large stadium seemed to be shaking as a whole, and could collapse at any moment.

"How exaggerated? Is this hell?!" The Chinese reporters in the press box were also shocked by this scene. They were only a few feet apart, but they had to shout at the top of their lungs to make each other hear.

"Liverpool's players are clearly suppressed by this huge pressure. Their performance is not normal at all! Not at all like the Liverpool team that is ranked number one in the Premier League!"

"But luckily… Hero is normal!"

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Chen Hero was the most normal person on the team. He ran tirelessly in the frontcourt, constantly looking for opportunities.

It was just that his teammates weren't helping, and no matter how much he ran, it was just a waste of energy.

At this time, if he couldn't count on the help of his teammates, he could only think of his own way.

The free kicks he had practiced hard for more than a year were for times like these!

Besiktas was playing at home, and their defensive actions were quite large, with frequent fouls.

However, the referee only gave verbal warnings and did not show any cards. Obviously, this was part of the home advantage.

The Besiktas fans were still encouraging their players in the stands.

"That's right! Just like that! Kick their ankles!"

"Break that Chinese guy's leg!"

"Headbutt him! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

"Kick him! Hit him! Push him! Yes! That's right! Kill these British idiots!"

Behind Martin O'Neill's coaching bench was such a group of fanatical Besiktas fans. They would sometimes shout in English, so Martin O'Neill could understand them, and he complained to the fourth official.

But the fourth official could do nothing about it.

"We're just UEFA staff, we can't control the Besiktas fans…" the fourth official said, shrugging his shoulders.

Martin O'Neill looked dissatisfied: "So UEFA is condoning this kind of behavior?!"

"Uh… we'll write this situation into the match report…"

If it was written into the match report, Besiktas' home stadium might be punished, but Martin O'Neill certainly didn't care about that, he wanted immediate punishment! If it was just written into the match report, then in this game, Besiktas' fans and players could still treat his players with this rough attitude, and if a player was injured as a result, wouldn't he be at a great loss?!

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Some things really can't be thought about. Martin O'Neill was still worried that the Besiktas players' rude behavior would cause trouble for his players, and then this scene really happened!

In the twenty-first minute, Adam Johnson dribbled the ball on the wing and then suddenly cut inside, moving horizontally towards the center, and then he was directly tripped to the ground by a Besiktas player rushing up.

The referee's whistle sounded, and the Besiktas player fouled again!

But this time, Adam Johnson didn't get up immediately. He lay on the ground, clutching his ankle with a painful expression!

"Damn it!" Martin O'Neill jumped up anxiously when he saw this scene from the sidelines.

Suarez and Inler surrounded the referee, putting pressure on him, while Chen Hero ran to check on Adam Johnson's injury.

"How are you, Adam?"

"I don't know… it hurts so much!"

"Where did he get you?"

"Ankle…"

"Damn it!"

Soon the team doctor came up, and after a simple look, he got up and made a substitution gesture to the sidelines.

When Martin O'Neill saw this scene from the sidelines, he was furious: "Damn it all to hell!" He didn't bother to find the fourth official to argue, and quickly went to arrange for a substitute player.

Then he squatted down and said to Adam Johnson, "You can't continue this game, Adam…"

Adam Johnson interrupted him, "How long will I be out?"

"I can't say for sure…"

"Will I be able to make the next round of the game?"

"I can't predict…"

Adam Johnson stopped looking at the team doctor, but reached out and grabbed Chen Hero's shorts: "Avenge me, Hero!"

He was quite upset, because the other side had injured him, and injury was something that no player wanted to encounter. God knows how long it would take to heal, God knows if he would still be in shape and have a place after he recovered from the injury, God knows if this injury would become a chronic illness…

Chen Hero had been squatting next to him, and after hearing Adam Johnson's words, he frowned: "Don't worry, Adam! I'll kill them for you!"

Originally, the boss told him to be calm and not to cause trouble. But now that he saw his teammate being injured and carried off the field, he was a little annoyed.

Of course, he wouldn't go looking for trouble with the Besiktas players because of his annoyance, but he was going to find trouble with the Besiktas team.

He patted Adam Johnson, and then got up.

At this time, the stretcher had already been brought up.

And substitute player Bellamy was already in place on the sidelines—it had to be said that Martin O'Neill had done a lot of preparation, although he didn't want the team to have injuries, he still had this premonition, so that he wouldn't be caught off guard when this situation really happened.

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After Chen Hero got up, he saw that his teammates were still besieging the referee.

This time, under the collective pressure of everyone, the referee finally showed a yellow card to the Besiktas player who committed the foul.

But what was that? What was the big deal about a yellow card? They had taken down one of our main players!

Just a yellow card? This was their home field! Did they think they would restrain themselves because of a yellow card warning?

Since the rules don't punish evil, then I will act on behalf of Heaven!

The free kick that Adam Johnson's injury earned was taken by Chen Hero. But perhaps he was too angry, and his shot flew directly into the stands.

Causing the Besiktas fans in the stands to burst into laughter.

Chen Hero's face was as deep as water, and he didn't seem annoyed, frustrated, or even irritable because he missed an opportunity.

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The commentators were still talking about Adam Johnson's injury, and many people believed that as the team's main left winger this season, Adam Johnson's injury was definitely a blow to the team. And the fact that he couldn't continue the game meant that he was seriously injured.

Besiktas' tactics had obviously worked. Their fans were putting pressure on the Liverpool players in the stands, and their players were using rough defensive actions on the field to make Liverpool helpless.

Now Liverpool was still one goal behind, and the situation was extremely unfavorable to them.

In this game, Liverpool might have to accept a defeat.

All their hope was to lose a little less on the road, and then return to their home field to decide the outcome in one game.

At this time, Liverpool got another free kick.

Sure enough, as Chen Hero expected, the Besiktas players did not restrain themselves because of a yellow card, and they continued to play like this.

It's just that this time, they didn't give Chen Hero a chance to take a free kick directly at the goal. They knew that Chen Hero was good at taking free kicks, and the previous free kick made them nervous, but luckily Chen Hero ultimately shanked it.

This time, the foul was on the wing. It stands to reason that this was a free kick that should be crossed, similar to a corner kick with a larger angle.

But Chen Hero was still standing in front of the ball, and he waved his hand at Charlie Adam, who wanted to come up to take the kick: "I'll do it."

Charlie Adam was really bitter. He was a main player last season, but this season he changed a coach, and he immediately became a substitute and rotation player. If Gerrard hadn't been injured, he would still be sitting on the bench.

Now that he was on the field, it should have been his free kick opportunity, but Chen Hero stole it again. In fact, he was very conscious of not coming up to compete with Chen Hero for free kicks that were directly in front of the goal, or slightly off to the side. He didn't expect Chen Hero to steal even this corner kick-like free kick!

But he could only accept this outcome, who told Chen Hero to be the biggest star in the team now?

If he was unwilling and insisted on competing with Chen Hero, he might not even be able to be a rotation player…

Now in Liverpool, the coach was deliberately trying to please Chen Hero, and the club's general manager and boss were all good friends of Chen Hero… This Liverpool was already Chen Hero's Liverpool, and he simply couldn't compete with him.

He could only humiliatingly accept this result and step aside.

Chen Hero stood in front of the ball again, and the Besiktas fans behind him and on the other side of the stands booed and made jeering noises, and some people shouted, "Shoot it into the sky, like you did just now!"

Chen Hero turned his head and glanced at those fans.

The Besiktas fans found that Chen Hero was looking at them, so they became even more energetic.

One by one, they bared their teeth and made faces at Chen Hero, and even gave him the middle finger, constantly uttering "fuck"—they didn't know any more words…

Chen Hero suddenly grinned at them.

Make a fuss, you won't be able to jump around for long anyway!