The king of green grass lore

Chapter 260
"Both sides on the field, Inter Milan starting, Cesar, Chivu, Samuel, Maicon, Zanetti, Materazzi, Lucio, Cambiasso, Sneijder, Milito, Eto profound.

Cologne starts Du Zhenyu, Matip, Hummels, Jeromel, Djuric, Petit, Maniche, Nedved, Podolski, Lin Xiu, Ronaldo. "

When the various commentators introduced the starting rosters of both sides, the two sides were ready to shake hands.

No one wants to get a yellow card before the kick-off, so it's perfunctory, and it's retracted when it touches it.

When Lin Xiu walked in front of Materazzi, Materazzi suddenly took his hand and said, "I plan to give the gold medal to your mother, she will definitely be willing to stay with me all night."

Lin Xiu said coldly: "I know your son is in the stands, I will send a football to his face, and hope he won't die."

"Fake~" Materazzi shook Lin Xiu's hand and cursed, "Damn yellow-skinned monkey, I'm going to crush your balls!"

Lin Xiu looked back at the Inter players' family area and said, "What a cute little head, bang, it exploded~"

"Fak~" Materazzi raised his fist.

"Don't be impulsive!" Zanetti pressed Materazzi, and Djuric also squeezed over, looking at Materazzi eagerly.

Seeing this, the referee immediately walked over and shouted, "Stay away, get ready to kick off."

shake hands?Fuck you!

"It looked like they had a conflict," Lineker said.

Keane said: "Materazzi has become a softie, why not fuck him? Go ahead and fuck him!"

Duck yelled, "We need lip-whisperers, now, right now, right now."

Everyone was full of interest in the conversation between the two and wanted to find out.

On the way to the seat, Djuric walked beside Lin Xiu, covered his mouth and said, "I will find a chance to kill him."

Lin Xiu nodded, covered her mouth and said, "I will do it myself and let him spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiu looked at the family area of ​​Inter Milan players, and then at Materazzi, showing a sinister smile.

"Falke~ He wants to hurt Marco, I will never allow this to happen." Materazzi clenched his fists.

"He doesn't dare, he's just disturbing you!" Zanetti persuaded: "The distance is so far, everyone has enough time to react, and Marco won't be hurt."

Materazzi calmed down and said, "No matter what, I will solve him in my own way."

After some immoral psychological warfare, the two sides settled down and Cologne kicked off.

Podolski gave the ball to Ronaldo, Ronaldo gave it back to Lin Xiu, the two went forward, Lin Xiu crossed to delay the time.

Materazzi ignored Podolski and Ronaldo and rushed straight to Lin Xiu. Lin Xiu handed the ball to Nedved and retreated. Materazzi stared at Lin Xiu and chased after him.

Seeing this, Djuric left his position and stepped forward to block Materazzi.

"You rubbish, get out of the way!" Materazzi cursed.

"Oh, be careful of your dog's life, if you die, Daniela will be fucked by someone else." Djuric said coldly.

"Fak~" Materazzi subconsciously looked towards the stands.

He has always called himself a "good guy off the court", and even the old Materazzi praised him as a "good boy". Regardless of whether this statement is ridiculous or not, the relationship between Materazzi and his wife Daniela is indeed nothing to say .

So at this moment, Materazzi was at a loss.

Seeing that the villain who is good at playing tricks has been played, Djuric couldn't help showing a sneer.

But so.

Lin Xiu still wandered around, never letting Materazzi get close, lest she couldn't help but do it, but the anger was pent up in her heart, and it was absolutely impossible not to let Materazzi see blood.

Wait a minute.

Regardless of whether it is on the court or in society, if you are not strong enough, you can only endure it.

In the frontcourt, Cologne's attack was fruitless, and Inter Milan's counterattack had passed the midfield.

It was Lucio who took the ball. After all, Lu didn't control the striker's heart. He kept leading the ball across the center line. When Nedved came up to meet him, he reluctantly passed the ball to Eto'o.

The African cheetah forced Maniche and made a cross. Hummels grabbed the ball before Milito and gave the ball to Petit.

Both sides come and go, but there is no achievement.

Lin Xiu was busy playing hide-and-seek with Materazzi, occasionally supporting him, without any sense of presence.

"Coward, what is he running?" Keane cursed again.

"Why not run?" Lineker explained again: "Running is the most basic part of football. Can you stand without running? Didn't you see Ronaldo running?"

Yes, even Ronaldo, who has always been used to standing and outputting, is running, which shows that everyone attaches great importance to the game.

After 25 minutes, Lu Qianqian dribbled the ball again, and Lin Xiu was right in his path. Materazzi was far away, and Lin Xiu defended head-on.

Lucio's face was full of excitement, and after a slight adjustment, he rushed forward.

Soon, the two met head-on.

Lin Xiu backed away slowly, Lucio knocked the ball to the left, Lin Xiu followed and leaned to the left, Lucio immediately pulled the ball back, and the ball was about to leave, Lin Xiu instantly slid a step sideways, stuck Lucio and took the ball Kick to Matip.

Lin Xiu turned around, and Lucio said with a bitter smile: "I didn't expect to meet you when I came to Inter Milan. Maybe I should join Cologne."

"That's a good idea, you can assist as much as you want... ah"

While screaming, Lin Xiu subconsciously ordered the potion.

Lucio continued to exert force, the sock was torn, the guard board flew out, and the calf was broken backwards, almost deformed at [-] degrees.

"Fak~" Juric rushed to Lucio with red eyes, Materazzi and Eto'o had already blocked in front.

"Malicious foul, should be suspended for life!" Liu Jianhong roared.

"This must have been arranged by Mourinho. Only in this way can they have a chance to win." He Wei's eyes turned red instantly.

Lucio had already turned around and walked off the court, and Sneijder and others protected him, preventing Cologne from taking revenge.

No one was thinking about revenge, everyone surrounded Lin Xiu, very at a loss.

The frontal flesh of the calf was torn apart by the shoe spikes, and from the knee to the instep, the white bones could be seen through the blood.

On the big screen, a replay is given.

At the moment of the conversation between the two, Lucio suddenly stepped out, stomped on Lin Xiu's knee, and stomped hard.

The blood shot immediately.

Flesh injuries are easy to say, mainly due to the huge deformation of the leg bones, almost ninety degrees, it must be a comminuted fracture.

Keane clapped his hands and laughed loudly, and said, "You did it beautifully! This is how you should treat your enemies."

"Even if Inter Milan wins the championship, UEFA should deprive him of his medals and investigate whether he was instructed by Mourinho." Lineker said worriedly.

It's useless to say anything, the most urgent thing is to check Lin Xiu's state.

The team doctor Paul Klein ran to the court without waiting for the referee's signal. Lin Xiu lay on the ground, allowing Klein to lead someone to put him on a stretcher.

I was careless, I thought the enemy was Materazzi, but I didn't expect that it was a cover, and the real culprit was actually Lucio.

It has to be said that Mourinho's calculation...whether it was his arrangement or not, Lin Xiu put this account on Mourinho's head.

Not to avenge this revenge, vowing not to be a human being, in a fit of anger, Lin Xiu ordered another potion.

(End of this chapter)