"Hey, sir. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info It's not my fault, it was the goalkeeper who hit me with an elbow and I wasn't pretending. After a short treatment by the team doctor, Alan Smith immediately held his breath, found Pol, and turned in with a look of injustice.

But all he got was Pol firmly shaking his hand and denying it.

Not only did he not get consent, but he was also warned by Bol: "Tottenham player No. 17, pay attention to your actions, otherwise, I will have to ask you to play." ”

I didn't send you out that time, and I was enough to take care of you. I didn't expect you to come back by inch, I'm really a fool. Pol glanced at Alan Smith speechlessly, turned around and left, not paying attention to Alan Smith who was still uneven, and still had something to say.

Faced with such a situation, the dumb eats coptis, and Alan Smith, who can't tell the bitterness, can't help but feel the resentment in his heart, and glared fiercely at Li Lei, who was being helped up by Manchester United's team doctor at the moment, with an "ugly" face.

Perhaps the lethality of his "resentful" eyes was too great, and Li Lei, who was still performing faithfully, immediately noticed Alan Smith's gaze.

Seeing Alan Smith, who had already taken out his anger with both eye holes, although Li Lei did not move on his face, the smug and disdainful meaning was fully understood by Alan Smith, who was one of the parties involved.

This made Alan Smith, who had always had a hot temper, so unbearable, that he immediately strode towards Li Lei unconvinced, and said loudly and violently: "Damn it! You Asian kid who can only perform! Vile! Shameless!! ...”

His chattering and angry look immediately caught the attention of the Manchester United players. Keane on the side immediately rushed over, pushed the bull to Alan Smith, who was "cheap and good", and scolded him fiercely: "Don't be too aggressive, boy! What do you want?! Want to fight?!! Come on!!! ”

In the end, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and in the face of the English superboss Keane, Alan Smith, known as the "bad boy", is not afraid at all, and he is already resentful, and he does not show weakness to stand up to Keane.

"Don't think I'm afraid of you, you old Irish man! This is Elland Road, not shit Old Trafford! If you want to do it, okay, I'll accompany you! ”

The two of them immediately hooked up the smell of gunpowder on the field, which had subsided slightly. Amid the shrill boos of Leeds United fans in unwavering support for Alan Smith, players from both sides came together again in a menacing manner.

Seeing this, Pol, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly felt a little pain in his brain. At this point, he had already made up his mind to set the standards of enforcement a little stricter in the second half, otherwise, if he continued like this, the players on the field would simply ignore his authority.

"Toot! Honk! ...”

His hurried whistle sounded again, and he immediately rushed between Keane and Alan Smith, separating the two who were on top of the bull. Fortunately, this time the conflict came and went quickly. It was only a moment's work before it retreated.

Afterwards, Pol did not let go of Alan Smith, who had just been verbally warned by himself, and immediately went to the next moment with impunity, he called this "bad boy" to him again and gave a more severe verbal warning.

Alan Smith is not stupid, when he saw Pol's serious look, he forcibly endured the anger that was still boiling in his chest, nodded honestly and admitted his mistake, and was not stunned to face Bol face to face.

It's just that as soon as Pol left, Li Lei's voice came to his ears, "Hey, how about it, white-haired boy." How does my elbow taste, isn't it? I advise you not to appear in front of me again, I am not my American teammate, I will definitely let you walk around without food. ”

Hearing this, he immediately turned his head and glared fiercely at Li Lei, who had a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth. Only this time, he didn't get out of control and fight with Li Lei again, but after snorting coldly, he turned around and left.

It seems that the heat is not yet ready, but I am too anxious. However, there is still a chance, no hurry, no hurry. Looking at the back of Alan Smith who was leaving angrily, the sneer on the corner of Li Lei's mouth disappeared, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

Just seeing that Alan Smith had just been verbally warned by Pol, he came over to find trouble for himself, and he thought that this person was a stunned young man with only a temper and no brains. I just want to come over again and provoke to see if I can get Alan Smith off before the end of the first half.

Now it seems that Li Lei still underestimated Alan Smith's ability to control his own temper. Although this temper is hot enough, it is not so bad that it is completely uncontrollable.

He wasn't completely disappointed, though. The fierce look in Alan Smith's eyes when he turned to leave just now, he thought he couldn't be mistaken.

Therefore, the regret in his eyes only flashed away, and then turned into expectation. I don't know what I thought, but his eyes looking at Alan Smith's back were suddenly filled with some kind of cold deep meaning, which made people's scalp tingle.

After this clash, the first half of the game quickly came to an end. Although due to frequent falls and clashes on the court, especially the time spent on Howard's injury, the first half of injury time reached a long five minutes.

But I don't know if it was the active conservative tactics, or the fierce physical confrontation in the previous 45 minutes that consumed a lot of physical strength for the players with both hands, anyway, in the five minutes of stoppage time, the game scene that had been fierce and hot suddenly calmed down, and there was a feeling of anticlimactic.

In the end, Alan Smith's angry long-range shot from outside the box went over the crossbar and allowed Li Lei to only symbolically extend his hand, and Bol, who had already been hotly debated on the Internet for the first half, finally blew the whistle for the end of the game.

At half-time, Ferguson, who looked unhappy, didn't say much. It was just emphasised that it was a top priority to keep the United players from indulging in physical battles with Leeds United players, to keep their anger under control and to seize the lead as soon as possible.

At the same time, he has to take care of his own physical safety, and he doesn't want any injuries among the United players on the pitch.

Other than that, he didn't say anything more, allowing the United players to hurry up and rest and recover.

When the 15 minutes of half-time passed and the Manchester United players were about to come on again, he once again called Li Lei to stop.

'Thiem's injury report is out and he's going to have at least a month off. At this time, the goalkeeper position of Manchester United is up to you, and I need you to stay calm, you know. He stared into Li Lei's eyes and admonished.

Li Lei was slightly surprised, and then a trace of irrepressible joy flashed in his eyes, and he nodded seriously at Ferguson.

This is great news for him, as the more opportunities he has to play, the quicker he can overtake Howard's place in Ferguson's strategy for Manchester United, and become the Reds' starting goalkeeper as soon as possible.

Ferguson's worries are clear to him, isn't he afraid that he will be sent off with a red card for making trouble, and the final ban will lead to Manchester United's unavailable starting goalkeeper.

He didn't think much of it. With the shrewdness he had cultivated in the slums, how could he have acted rashly and ended up being caught, if he had not had a comprehensive grasp?

Therefore, as long as there is a chance, he will still make trouble. When he thought about what happened on the pitch at Elland Road when Ryan Giggs went off injured, he was very unhappy.

Li Lei has always been ready to vent his unhappiness immediately, and he has never had the idea of reporting it overnight.

Just this, there is no need to tell Ferguson, he just knows it himself.

After walking on the pitch with excitement, he squinted slightly as he watched the Leeds United players stream out of the tunnel, his eyes flashing with a piercing coldness.

"The first half was more intense, but not exciting. Referee Bol's decision caused a huge controversy, and his whistle was too soft, causing the emotions of the players on both sides to spiral out of control. I don't know if that will change in the second half. Judging from the first half of the game, no matter who scores first in the second half, who saves is very hopeful of winning this game. Among them, the performance of Manchester United's No. 13 player Lee, I think everyone can look forward to it. Previously, the young goalkeeper had amazing performances in the few opportunities to play, and became the focus of everyone's attention. I have a hunch that the young goalkeeper will not be left behind in this fierce battle of red and white roses. ”

"Toot!"

As soon as Lineker finished his vision for the second half, Bol blew the whistle for the start of the second half.

Leeds United, who kicked off first in the second half, continued the ferocious momentum of the first half as soon as they came up. After winning the ball, they did not defend at home, but continued the strong style of their young guards, and immediately launched an attack on Manchester United's goal.

Not to mention, their first attack at the start of the second half was really good, catching United's defence a little off guard. After receiving a kick from Leeds United attacking midfielder Radbe, Allen Lennon ate O'Shea with his speed, and immediately completed a cross after seizing the positional advantage.

In the penalty area, Viduka relied on his physical advantage to squeeze past Sylvester and give the ball to Alan Smith diagonally behind him. This time, Alan Smith didn't make any adjustments and directly completed a volley.

However, under Ferdinand's interference, his kick was more than powerful, but the shot from too far angle did not pose any threat to the focused Li Lei, who had already been on guard.

It was only because it was a rather troublesome kick that Li Lei did not hold it directly, but after blocking the advancing football with both hands, his body immediately fell forward, pressing the bouncing football under him, and cautiously did not give Alan Smith, who followed up, any chance to make up the shot.

"Phew!"

When Alan Smith missed the chance to open the scoring, the entire Elland Road stadium gasped in pity. And Alan Smith, who was bent on scoring a goal and humiliating the arrogant Li Lei in person, also regretted it and hugged his head angrily.

But for him, this is not the most infuriating, the most infuriating thing is what Li Lei said to him after holding the football and standing up.

"Oh man, don't regret it, you've done a really good job, just a little bit better in the quality of the shot and you can break my goal. Just a little better. ”

As if he was afraid that he would not believe it, Li Lei made a regretful gesture of "just a little" with the thumb and index finger of his right hand with a "pity".

Of course, his weasel New Year's greeting to chickens, Alan Smith would not be stupid enough to really believe it.

"Humph!!"

After snorting heavily, Alan Smith turned away with a grim expression. In Li Lei's words, the mockery in his behavior, he is not a fool, how could he not notice it, yellow-skinned monkey, you wait for me.

Looking at his white figure, Li Lei sneered with a grin, revealing his pale and cold teeth.

His eyes were cold and terrifying, just like looking at the fish on the chopping board.

It's chilly!

Sharpen your knives and hoop!!