bookrandom Chapter 305 A Huge Fist [Please ask for a monthly ticket]
Chapter 305 A Huge Fist [Please ask for a monthly ticket]
Chapter 305 A Huge Fist [Please ask for a monthly ticket]
fire!
Evil fire!
Nameless evil fire!
A blazing nameless evil fire!
Spain's central defender Marchena is about to be burned to ashes by this evil fire!
In the 3rd minute of the opening game, instead of gaining benefits for the Spanish team, his performance of going through the bandwagon made him self-defeating because of diving in the penalty area and received the first yellow card of the game. From then on, Marchena had to be careful in defending in the game!
In the second half, Ashley Young and Downing's frequent crosses from the wing were already enough to annoy the main central defender of the Bat Corps. Who knew that the nightmare was far from over——
Michael Owen's sudden attack-style diving header just now made him almost explode his heart, liver and lungs!
The taunts from the English fans in the stands, the tears and disappointment of the Spanish fans, the 3-0 with bright red thorns on the electronic scoreboard at the top of the stadium, and the Chinese who stood in front of the England team's commanding seat and yelled...
All of this is like four sharp thorns!
It pierced into Marchena's heart fiercely, deeply, and mercilessly, making this fiery central defender who once set a record in the history of Bat Corps Valencia with the "feat" of getting a red card in the opening 47 seconds...
and so……
The 90th minute of the game.
sidelines.
The fourth official just raised the electronic display board for 3 minutes of stoppage time, and there was a sudden change on the field!
When Michael Owen received Beckham's long crossing header, once passed the Spanish team's defense behind Alonso like a gust of wind, and headed straight into the penalty area...
The nameless evil fire in Chener's body finally exploded!
Damn it, here it comes again, go to hell! ! !
Facing Irving, who had swayed his defense with a fake move and was about to pass by, Marchena showed his gleaming stainless steel spikes in full view, and kicked hard on the ankle of Owen's right leg, which was supporting the full weight of his body while running...
then……
Football, as always, is still flying into the restricted area according to the route designed by Irving...
Grass clippings, flying with savage fouls, shed green tears in the air...
In the stands, fans from Spain and England stood up in exclamation...
The whistle, like a harsh siren, cut through the quiet valley town of Alpis...
And Owen...
on the field.
Owen obviously didn't expect that the opponent would dare to use such a destructive foul tactic that was enough to get a hundred red cards under the referee's nose. Caught off guard, he only felt a piercing pain near the ankle of his right leg...
Then, the green lawn, the white lights, the black night sky, the colorful stands...
Everything in sight began to rotate, all kinds of colors mixed together, eyes went black, and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably!
That's because it hurts!
What Li Tongfan standing on the sidelines and the fans in the stands saw was——
The No. 4 defender of the Spanish team kicked Owen's support leg with a pedaling action that was more brutal than the centaur chief's brutal trampling in DOTA. Then the poor Irving was like a tennis ball hit by a giant tennis racket, spinning continuously at more than 720 degrees in the air, and then fell down on the lawn like an abandoned rag doll...
buzz buzz ~~~~
The whole of Innsbruck was shrouded in a horrible exclamation at this moment!
force force force force force force force ~~~
The Swiss referee, Sundlitz, was full of surprise on his face, blew the silver whistle in his mouth, and strode towards the place of the foul.
The perpetrator, Marchena, seemed to be a little sober at this moment, and quickly raised his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and made an expression of "I'm innocent, it's none of my business"...
Another disgraceful performance! !
At this moment, the players on both sides rushed over with red eyes like a powder keg being ignited.
Owen's Newcastle teammate, Steven Taylor, was like an angry bull. He rushed over from the 80-[-] meter restricted area, squeezed away Puyol and Alonso who were trying to persuade him, and grabbed Marchena who was still performing. His big eyes stared like copper bells, and he wanted to spit out fire to roast this shameless guy...
The players of the Spanish team saw that Marchena was being "bullied" and hurried over to help.
However, Taylor's nostrils were puffing heavily, and there was faint traces of hazy white air all over his body due to fever and sweat, like an angry killer coming out of purgatory. No matter how much Iniesta and Villa pulled, they couldn't rescue Marchena from Taylor's "claws"...
It's even more terrifying when an honest person gets angry!
Steven Taylor is usually a stupid big man. Even if Marchena framed him by diving in the penalty area less than 1 minute after the start of the game, Taylor was not angry at all. At that time, his finger did touch Marchena's cheek...
But this time, when Marchena kicked away the "big brother" Michael Owen who took great care of Taylor in Newcastle with a cold star, Taylor felt that he was about to explode in anger!
"Spanish bastard, I will kill you!"
Just when Taylor grabbed Marchena's neck with his left hand and swung his casserole-sized fist with his right hand to rip apart the shameless Spaniard, David Beckham grabbed Taylor.
The captain shook his head lightly, pointed to Li Tongfan who was standing on the sidelines nervously watching the situation, and then pointed to Irving who was still lying on the lawn not far away and was being examined by the team doctor...
snort!
Steven Taylor gave Marchena a vicious look, pushed the "perpetrator" to the ground, and then turned to pay attention to Owen's injuries, who knows...
"Come on, stupid bear, come on, you have the guts to fight here!"
Marchena, who was finally able to breathe easily, jumped up from the ground angrily: "Hey, referee, that damn number four in England wants to hit me, did you see that? Hey, referee..."
When Marchena yelled, the atmosphere that had been slightly relaxed under the grooming of the referee Sundlitz became tense again. Finally, Taylor, who was so angry that he couldn't control himself, turned around suddenly, and rushed towards Marchena with fierce eyes...
The field fell into extreme chaos again!
……
"...Aww, God! This is definitely an intentional foul. It's too brutal. Marchena's tackle obviously stepped on Owen's ankle! Look at the slow motion...God, Owen's ankle has undergone a shocking deformation. Such an injury...God bless Owen, so he retired early..."
"... There was a player conflict on the field... Spain's No. 4 central defender Marchena's brutal foul completely changed the flavor of this wonderful match that is about to end... England's team doctors are applying ice to Owen. I don't know how Owen's injury is..."
"...Irving's performance this season has made all the fans who love him happy. Whether in the national team or the club, Owen has rejuvenated his career under the guidance of Madman Lee. I don't know if this injury will make Owen slump like the 2006 World Cup."
……
sidelines.
If it weren't for the old lunatic Venables holding back desperately, Li Tongfan would have rushed forward and bit off the ear of that bastard Marchena, chop it up, chop it up and feed the dog!
Is this fucking football?
According to the legend, Tan's nirvana of "cutting the feet of offspring and grandchildren" of the Celestial Cuju Team, which is listed as a taboo in greenery, is not so vicious!
In Li Tongfan's view, a bastard like Marchena who mercilessly uses dangerous actions just because of his momentary anger is absolutely no different from murdering his life for money.UEFA's punishment for these shameless "murderers" is at most a suspension of four or five games and a fine of tens of thousands of euros...
But what about the offended player?
In addition to the torment of pain, bad luck will ruin a lifetime of career. Van Basten is a living example!
……
On the field.
In order to suppress the imminent scuffle, the Swiss referee Sandritz blew his whistle to separate the crowd. First, he showed yellow cards mercilessly to Steven Taylor, Capdevila, Ashley Young, David Villa and others who used shoving and swearing, and warned the captains Senna and Beckham of both sides to restrain their teammates with black faces, and then...
A bright red red card was raised high, aiming at Marchena!
"Hey, what's going on? I didn't mean it, he hit my foot, it's not fair..." Marchena folded his hands on his chest like a wronged child and tried his best to put on an extremely innocent expression.
The referee Sundlitz didn't even look at him. He just whistled and waved, signaling Marchena to leave quickly: "I will write everything that happened in the game report, and you can go to the organizing committee to complain... But, Mr. Marchena, I wish you good luck!"
Even law enforcement officer Sendritz couldn't stand Marchena's bad performance anymore!
……
When Marchena walked to the edge of the field cursing, the England fans in the stands in the upper room of the player tunnel erupted with huge boos and curses like a Western Pacific hurricane.Lighters, coins, fruit cores, mobile phones and other German sundries fell like raindrops...
"Murderer, butcher, go back to your mother's belly..."
"Hey! Hey Spanish Four, don't let me see you after the game..."
"Dog bitch, you son of a bitch..."
Facing this villain who shoveled and hurt their own hero, the fans almost sprayed out all the words that could be cursed...
As for the reaction of the fans, Marchena obviously dismissed it. The Spanish central defender even raised his head high and made a provocative gesture, and then he was about to walk into the player tunnel. At this moment...
A figure stopped him!
Crazy Lee!
Li Tongfan stood in front of Marchena like a black wall.
"Hey, I want to tell you, you're a bastard! A fucking bastard and Nof!" Li Tongfan held back his anger and put his mouth next to Marchena's ear, cursing in a low voice.
Marchena was taken aback for a moment, and then let out a serious anger...
However, it suddenly calmed down again.
Because, the central defender of the Bat Corps quickly realized that Crazy Li was deliberately provoking him.
You must know that deliberate lethal fouls and beating the opponent's coach are two different things. The former can be suspended and fined at most, but the latter will be in big trouble. Maybe it will be banned globally...
Thinking of this, Marchena put down the fist he was about to throw out, and looked down at Crazy Li, who was already flushed with anger, with hot moisture spewing out of his mouth, and his white teeth were grinning, and his pride was beyond words:
"Chinese, I just intentionally broke that guy's ankle, what can you do with me..."
boom! !
Marchena's "What can you do to me" hadn't finished the last word "like", when a fist with great power smashed hard on his grinning mouth...
The punch was so powerful and so sudden that the unsuspecting Marchena didn't even have time to let out a scream, and was smashed to the edge of the court! ——
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