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Chapter 58 Revenge Begins
Chapter 58 Revenge Begins
Vojvodina kicked off, Lin Xiu got the ball in the middle circle and didn't start it immediately. After returning the pass, he hooked his finger towards Cisse.
Cisse was furious and immediately moved forward.
Lin Xiu turned around and went to the front of the penalty area to ask for the ball, then turned to face the aggressive Cisse, and said, "With your speed, O'Neill's grandma is faster than you!"
"Fack!" Cisse kicked with his foot up.
No ball, just kick.
Lin Xiu pulled the ball back to give way to the black feet, wiped Cisse for a moment and said: "You trash who can't play the World Cup, you are too slow!"
Cisse turned around quickly, but he didn't take back the kicker's foot, and fell to the ground because of his unsteady center of gravity.
Lin Xiu flicked the ball past Niang, and after saying, "Hurry up and pick up that piece of trash and go home to find your mother", she reached in front of Valbuena, flicked the ball to the left, and tricked Valbuena to go out to the left. Immediately to the right after the foot.
Valbuena was really flexible, and immediately retracted his center of gravity and moved to the right. Lin Xiu moved to the left again. Just as Valbuena was about to retract his center of gravity, Lin Xiu moved to the right again.
This time Valbuena lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Short, I thought you could come a few more times, waste!" As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiu pulled the ball and turned sideways, avoiding the black feet of Cisse who was shoveling behind.
He stopped to step on the football, looked down at Cisse, and said, "A trash who can only shovel people in the back should not be able to play in the World Cup."
"Fack~Fack~Fack~" Cisse was furious, and the home audience was even more angry, all kinds of abuse raged, shaking the manga crazily.
"He is provoking the dignity of Marseille. He has no sportsmanship and should be suspended!" the on-site commentary shouted.
Didier Deschamps, a former Marseille star and now a well-known European marshal, who is at home accepting the invitation of French TV five commentary, said: "It is very unwise for Cisse to shovel someone behind the back. This is a red card action, which can easily lead to the ball The team fell into a disadvantageous situation."
"But the opponent is provocative, isn't it?"
"Of course, but this is in line with the rules. Although he was irritated by the Marseille players, he was calm and used his skills to teach the opponent a lesson, which is more relieved than a bad foul." Deschamps said.
"Fack, is he still French?" The French audience in front of the TV was furious.
Marseille is a wealthy family in Ligue [-] and has many fans. Deschamps' words seemed to rub salt in their wounds, and some viewers even scolded them as "legal traitors".
On the field, Nasri led Sheru and Mbami to rush forward quickly.
Lin Xiu put down Cisse, turned around and waved to Nasri, beckoning him to hurry up, Nasri lost his mind in an instant, and put the shovel before he was close.
Lin Xiu shifted the ball sideways, avoiding the oncoming shovel, immediately squatted down slightly to stabilize the center of gravity, and bounced Mbami back with his shoulders.
Xie Lu bypassed Nasri and kicked Lin Xiu's calf from behind. Lin Xiu knocked the ball back, blocked Xie Lu's black foot, missed the bouncing football, and accelerated forward.
Fati and Bonnard rushed to the football landing point at the same time, and they were about to pass by the football. Fati, who was in an unstable position in the Marseille team, fell to the ground and slid, hoping to intercept the football.
The ball was not shoveled, but his teammates were about to be shoveled. Fati immediately put the soles of his feet on the turf to slow down.
Kacha~
Ah ~
When Lin Xiu walked around Fati, she was startled by the screams.
After catching up with the football in two steps, looking back, Fati was hugging his legs and screaming, but he didn't dare to move.
It is estimated that the injury was not serious.
Lin Xiu felt happy and started again. When he arrived in front of the Marseille goalkeeper, Mandanda did not sit still and chose to attack. Seeing that the young French national team's substitute goalkeeper had a big leg spread, Lin Xiu poked the ball out and then accelerated. Bypassing Mandanda, he hooked the football that was passing through the crotch and was about to roll into the goal in front of the goal line.
Mandanda felt no rejoicing, only deep humiliation.
Lin Xiu stood on the goal line and stepped on the football. After making a regretful gesture, he walked back with the ball.
"[-] million European pigs~" [-] fans of the home team roared wildly.
Lin Xiu took the ball to the place where Fati was injured, lightly kicked the ball to Naris, who was watching, and went straight back to the backcourt.
"Fak!" Nasri was furious.
His teammate was injured and humiliated, Nasri immediately lost his mind, dribbled the ball straight to the frontcourt, and did not give the team doctor a chance to play.
moron!Lin Xiu greeted her with disdain.
Nasri repeated his old trick and stepped on his bicycle again.
This time it's not sieves and stakes, but a real wall of sighs.
Nasri rushed towards Lin Xiu, looked down to see that the ball was gone, and then turned around to find Lin Xiu stepping on the football with his hands outstretched, looking very regretful.
Nasri immediately turned around, only to see Lin Xiu kicking the football back again.
When did the little prince suffer this kind of grievance?Immediately rushed to Lin Xiu with the ball, vowing to take revenge.
Then, facing his own goal, the little prince came to his senses: Fuck, the direction was wrong.
Turning around again, Lin Xiu kicked the ball back again.
Nasri subconsciously stopped the ball, and suddenly felt that the ball was hot to his feet: teammates are still screaming, do you want it?
Continuing to dribble seems to be disregarding his teammates, and not dribbling seems to be afraid.
Fortunately, the referee saw his embarrassment, stopped the game, and signaled the Marseille team doctor to play.
At this time, the big screen showed the replay of Fati's injury.
The soles of the feet hooked on the turf, and the calf couldn't bear the impact of the body and deformed. It was hit by Bonnard again and broke immediately.
This kind of injury... The most famous example is the former Manchester United captain Roy Keane, who tore his cruciate ligament in a similar posture after failing to shovel.
If you are unlucky, you can't blame others.
Graz was so angry that he summoned Ronald Zubal to order a substitution.
Fati was carried off on a stretcher, Zubbar played, and Marseille had the ball.
outrageous.
"Fati was injured, Lin Xiu returned the ball to Marseille out of sportsmanship, and Nasri launched an attack regardless of his teammate's injury, Lin Xiu returned the ball again, Nasri was still attacking, the referee stopped the game for no reason but It's still Marseille's possession of the ball, the favoritism is too obvious!"
He Wei's attack obviously couldn't interfere with the Marseille players. After taking the ball, Cisse rushed towards Lin Xiu aggressively, trying to wash away the shame of being teased just now.
Putting the ball in front of Lin Xiu, Cisse waved his foot, apparently wanting to smother Lin Xiu with the football.
Lin Xiu strode forward and also waved her feet.
bang~
The two played football at the same time, and after a pause, Cisse fell headfirst to the ground.
In this kind of frontal confrontation, let alone Cisse, even if Drogba came, it would be for nothing.
When Lin Xiu dribbled the ball forward, the referee blew his whistle.
When he got close, the referee took out a yellow card and raised it high towards Lin Xiu.
"Is there any mistake? It's a normal confrontation!" Pantridge was furious, and raged at Kircher: "If your eyesight is bad, go to the hospital!"
beep~
Kircher pointed the yellow card at Pantridge and raised it again.
Lin Xiula returned to Panta, stared at the referee and said: "If you want to dominate this game, we can retire directly!"
"Pay attention to your words and deeds!" Kircher dropped a sentence and ran away with a guilty conscience.
Lin Xiu put her arms around Pantridge, covered her mouth and said, "Calm everyone, I'll find a chance to kill him."
"Okay." Pantridge responded, calling on everyone to calm down and then organize the defense.
(End of this chapter)
Vojvodina kicked off, Lin Xiu got the ball in the middle circle and didn't start it immediately. After returning the pass, he hooked his finger towards Cisse.
Cisse was furious and immediately moved forward.
Lin Xiu turned around and went to the front of the penalty area to ask for the ball, then turned to face the aggressive Cisse, and said, "With your speed, O'Neill's grandma is faster than you!"
"Fack!" Cisse kicked with his foot up.
No ball, just kick.
Lin Xiu pulled the ball back to give way to the black feet, wiped Cisse for a moment and said: "You trash who can't play the World Cup, you are too slow!"
Cisse turned around quickly, but he didn't take back the kicker's foot, and fell to the ground because of his unsteady center of gravity.
Lin Xiu flicked the ball past Niang, and after saying, "Hurry up and pick up that piece of trash and go home to find your mother", she reached in front of Valbuena, flicked the ball to the left, and tricked Valbuena to go out to the left. Immediately to the right after the foot.
Valbuena was really flexible, and immediately retracted his center of gravity and moved to the right. Lin Xiu moved to the left again. Just as Valbuena was about to retract his center of gravity, Lin Xiu moved to the right again.
This time Valbuena lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Short, I thought you could come a few more times, waste!" As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiu pulled the ball and turned sideways, avoiding the black feet of Cisse who was shoveling behind.
He stopped to step on the football, looked down at Cisse, and said, "A trash who can only shovel people in the back should not be able to play in the World Cup."
"Fack~Fack~Fack~" Cisse was furious, and the home audience was even more angry, all kinds of abuse raged, shaking the manga crazily.
"He is provoking the dignity of Marseille. He has no sportsmanship and should be suspended!" the on-site commentary shouted.
Didier Deschamps, a former Marseille star and now a well-known European marshal, who is at home accepting the invitation of French TV five commentary, said: "It is very unwise for Cisse to shovel someone behind the back. This is a red card action, which can easily lead to the ball The team fell into a disadvantageous situation."
"But the opponent is provocative, isn't it?"
"Of course, but this is in line with the rules. Although he was irritated by the Marseille players, he was calm and used his skills to teach the opponent a lesson, which is more relieved than a bad foul." Deschamps said.
"Fack, is he still French?" The French audience in front of the TV was furious.
Marseille is a wealthy family in Ligue [-] and has many fans. Deschamps' words seemed to rub salt in their wounds, and some viewers even scolded them as "legal traitors".
On the field, Nasri led Sheru and Mbami to rush forward quickly.
Lin Xiu put down Cisse, turned around and waved to Nasri, beckoning him to hurry up, Nasri lost his mind in an instant, and put the shovel before he was close.
Lin Xiu shifted the ball sideways, avoiding the oncoming shovel, immediately squatted down slightly to stabilize the center of gravity, and bounced Mbami back with his shoulders.
Xie Lu bypassed Nasri and kicked Lin Xiu's calf from behind. Lin Xiu knocked the ball back, blocked Xie Lu's black foot, missed the bouncing football, and accelerated forward.
Fati and Bonnard rushed to the football landing point at the same time, and they were about to pass by the football. Fati, who was in an unstable position in the Marseille team, fell to the ground and slid, hoping to intercept the football.
The ball was not shoveled, but his teammates were about to be shoveled. Fati immediately put the soles of his feet on the turf to slow down.
Kacha~
Ah ~
When Lin Xiu walked around Fati, she was startled by the screams.
After catching up with the football in two steps, looking back, Fati was hugging his legs and screaming, but he didn't dare to move.
It is estimated that the injury was not serious.
Lin Xiu felt happy and started again. When he arrived in front of the Marseille goalkeeper, Mandanda did not sit still and chose to attack. Seeing that the young French national team's substitute goalkeeper had a big leg spread, Lin Xiu poked the ball out and then accelerated. Bypassing Mandanda, he hooked the football that was passing through the crotch and was about to roll into the goal in front of the goal line.
Mandanda felt no rejoicing, only deep humiliation.
Lin Xiu stood on the goal line and stepped on the football. After making a regretful gesture, he walked back with the ball.
"[-] million European pigs~" [-] fans of the home team roared wildly.
Lin Xiu took the ball to the place where Fati was injured, lightly kicked the ball to Naris, who was watching, and went straight back to the backcourt.
"Fak!" Nasri was furious.
His teammate was injured and humiliated, Nasri immediately lost his mind, dribbled the ball straight to the frontcourt, and did not give the team doctor a chance to play.
moron!Lin Xiu greeted her with disdain.
Nasri repeated his old trick and stepped on his bicycle again.
This time it's not sieves and stakes, but a real wall of sighs.
Nasri rushed towards Lin Xiu, looked down to see that the ball was gone, and then turned around to find Lin Xiu stepping on the football with his hands outstretched, looking very regretful.
Nasri immediately turned around, only to see Lin Xiu kicking the football back again.
When did the little prince suffer this kind of grievance?Immediately rushed to Lin Xiu with the ball, vowing to take revenge.
Then, facing his own goal, the little prince came to his senses: Fuck, the direction was wrong.
Turning around again, Lin Xiu kicked the ball back again.
Nasri subconsciously stopped the ball, and suddenly felt that the ball was hot to his feet: teammates are still screaming, do you want it?
Continuing to dribble seems to be disregarding his teammates, and not dribbling seems to be afraid.
Fortunately, the referee saw his embarrassment, stopped the game, and signaled the Marseille team doctor to play.
At this time, the big screen showed the replay of Fati's injury.
The soles of the feet hooked on the turf, and the calf couldn't bear the impact of the body and deformed. It was hit by Bonnard again and broke immediately.
This kind of injury... The most famous example is the former Manchester United captain Roy Keane, who tore his cruciate ligament in a similar posture after failing to shovel.
If you are unlucky, you can't blame others.
Graz was so angry that he summoned Ronald Zubal to order a substitution.
Fati was carried off on a stretcher, Zubbar played, and Marseille had the ball.
outrageous.
"Fati was injured, Lin Xiu returned the ball to Marseille out of sportsmanship, and Nasri launched an attack regardless of his teammate's injury, Lin Xiu returned the ball again, Nasri was still attacking, the referee stopped the game for no reason but It's still Marseille's possession of the ball, the favoritism is too obvious!"
He Wei's attack obviously couldn't interfere with the Marseille players. After taking the ball, Cisse rushed towards Lin Xiu aggressively, trying to wash away the shame of being teased just now.
Putting the ball in front of Lin Xiu, Cisse waved his foot, apparently wanting to smother Lin Xiu with the football.
Lin Xiu strode forward and also waved her feet.
bang~
The two played football at the same time, and after a pause, Cisse fell headfirst to the ground.
In this kind of frontal confrontation, let alone Cisse, even if Drogba came, it would be for nothing.
When Lin Xiu dribbled the ball forward, the referee blew his whistle.
When he got close, the referee took out a yellow card and raised it high towards Lin Xiu.
"Is there any mistake? It's a normal confrontation!" Pantridge was furious, and raged at Kircher: "If your eyesight is bad, go to the hospital!"
beep~
Kircher pointed the yellow card at Pantridge and raised it again.
Lin Xiula returned to Panta, stared at the referee and said: "If you want to dominate this game, we can retire directly!"
"Pay attention to your words and deeds!" Kircher dropped a sentence and ran away with a guilty conscience.
Lin Xiu put her arms around Pantridge, covered her mouth and said, "Calm everyone, I'll find a chance to kill him."
"Okay." Pantridge responded, calling on everyone to calm down and then organize the defense.
(End of this chapter)
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