Chapter 325: The Viper Spits Letters

For a lot of people, the game started to get slow and boring after ten minutes. But Lao Lei didn't think so, he felt that this was the way this game should be, at least in the first 10 minutes, it was just a wonderful accident.

As expected by Lao Lei, Italy finally completely changed its strength after the 10th minute of the first half. Although there is still no improvement on the offensive end, there is a qualitative change on the defensive end. The pure, fiery Italian chain defense is unreservedly displayed in front of Lao Lei and Portugal at this moment, like a daunting mountain, silent, but inward.

Faced with this situation, Lao Lei once made a test in the 12th minute of the first half, but he was disappointed. Although he was not directly cut off the ball, he eventually passed the ball back to Kostiani safely, but this time he was completely intercepted.

After he shook Gattuso away with his back to the ball, before he could control the speed of the ball, Perrotta and Pirlo on the side immediately blocked it, and immediately blocked any possibility for Lao Lei to deal with the ball forward. This kind of defensive arrangement, Lao Lei has not tasted it in other teams, but it is really the first time that such a tacit understanding and rigor is strict. It wasn't a matter of not being reluctant, it was that he had no room for reluctance, and at that point he didn't see any possibility of a breakthrough or a forward pass penetration.

Of course, this is only a single successful defense for Italy, and it does not mean that there is any absolute problem. And Lao Lei is not saying that he is completely limited by the Italian defense, but he needs more time and opportunities than before to find an opportunity to break the Italian defense. But anyway. Lao Lei Du felt that this was definitely one of the most formidable defenses he had encountered in his career so far. Even one of these can be removed.

Although Lao Lei didn't feel that this line of defense could completely restrict him, it was enough to make him jealous. Because he's a midfielder. It's not a striker who only needs to seize one opportunity in a game, and his mistake or failure may not be as serious as a central defender, but it is definitely not small. Especially against a team like Italy, who are very good at taking advantage of the opposition's mistakes, the risk is even greater.

But I have to say that perhaps it is precisely because Italy's defense is so powerful that Lao Lei will feel extremely excited at the moment, even if the rhythm on the field is dull and slow at this time. It's peaceful and quiet on the surface, but there is an undercurrent underneath. The very dangerous, difficult, and high-risk situation completely activated the risk-loving gene in Lao Lei's body, making his brain cells reach the highest level of activity at once, and he was extremely excited mentally.

Of course, excitement is excitement, and Lao Lei must remain cautious and patient at this time. Faced with such a situation and such an opponent as Italy, this game is destined to be a difficult war of attrition. Because in the whole game, Lao Lei may not have a good chance of more than one hand. So wait patiently like an old hunter for the opportunity to come and seize it. It is the main task of Lao Lei in the later game time.

However, in addition to this, Lao Lei may also have some other personal businesses, such as Materazzi. For example, Totti, and Gattuso, anyway, they will never be idle. Maybe it's because of the previous conflict. Already holding a grudge against the old Ray, Materazzi was in the 14th minute of the first half. I found the door myself.

With Portugal controlling most of the ball and their own attacking line in a collective slump. Set-pieces such as free-kicks and corners naturally became Italy's main attacking tools. In this regard, Lao Lei could only helplessly scold his mother in his heart. Because he found that Portugal was once again collectively in a lower position in terms of height and physical confrontation ability at this moment, and then let Italy's every set-piece attack was enough to make Portugal's goalkeeper a mess.

This time, Materazzi and Lao Lei faced each other head-on, which happened in an Italian corner kick attack. Materazzi, Toni, Totti and several other big men went to the Portuguese penalty area to stop, and suddenly formed a sense of standing out from the crowd. If nothing else, just looking at this scene, Portugal's embarrassment in the air can be imagined.

Generally speaking, there is nothing to do with the back for a corner kick in the penalty area, and the midfielders should basically stand outside the penalty area and grab the second drop point outside the penalty area. But at this time, Lao Lei sadly found that he and Kostiani's two backs have become the two safest points in Portugal's defense of high-altitude balls. Even Carvalho and Mela, the two full-fledged centre-backs, are slightly deficient in comparison to them due to their physical fitness.

Under such circumstances, Lao Lei and Kostiani naturally had to enter the penalty area and participate in this hand-to-hand combat in the penalty area. Although he rarely competed for high-altitude balls, and he didn't score a few header goals in his entire career, Lao Lei still trained his headers well in the training function of the system. Coupled with his tall, burly stature, he has naturally become the number one aerial ball duel in the Portuguese team. So, in this aerial ball battle, he was once again naturally assigned to the most difficult Italian player, Materazzi.

With a tall figure and a strong body, Lao Lei felt the huge pressure brought by his height of 193 cm as soon as he came into contact with him in the penalty area. You know, Materazzi is not like Crouch, who is a bamboo pole, and his center of gravity is not easy to be pushed. It is not easy to occupy an absolute advantage in the next game, and the top of the head is completely covered, I have to say that Lao Lei is at a natural disadvantage in the confrontation with Materazzi at this time.

In the face of this irrelievable disadvantage, Lao Lei naturally had to find a way to make up for it from other places. Considering the referee's relatively lenient law enforcement standards, Lao Lei unceremoniously stuck to Materazzi, to the extent that he was almost about to hold Materazzi with both hands, and that kind of physical intimacy was almost like hugging his girlfriend.

What a! In this regard, Lao Lei's body and mind felt extremely uncomfortable, but for the sake of the game. He had to endure this unpleasant feeling again. Hug a 1.93-meter, tiger-backed big man. No matter how you think about it, there is a feeling of shame bursting properly.

And that's not all. Because of the character of Materazzi. He will not be a person who swallows his anger and does not say anything. In order to get rid of Lao Lei's "embrace", he unceremoniously put his two big elbows on his chest and pressed against Lao Lei's chest muscles. Anyone with common sense knows that it is very painful to use sharp parts to grind muscles, and Lao Lei is suffering from this pain at the moment.

Of course, he didn't bear it in vain. While pinching the flesh on Materazzi's waist with his hands, his knees also looked for opportunities to push Materazzi's thigh muscles from time to time. In order to adhere to the principle of not suffering, all the pain will be doubled and returned to Materazzi. But overall, no one is doing much better, although the movements of the two don't seem much bigger, how out of line.

Too much physical contact is easy to spark, and this sentence is very suitable for both men and women, as well as between men and women. Therefore, at this time, Lao Lei and Materazzi naturally apply this sentence. Under such painful "close contact". Naturally, sparks inevitably came out of the hearts of the two, and they were the kind that popped out. Eventually, before Pirlo's football could be opened, the sparks lit a fire in the hearts of the two.

“FU*CK!! Get out of here! MOTHERFU*CK!! Although the anger in Lao Lei's heart at this time is not small. But in the end, it was Materazzi who also broke the attack and broke out. Just like the previous time he pushed Lao Lei, this time he put his hands on Lao Lei's chest. Full force, although he didn't push Lao Lei again. But he finally broke free from Lao Lei's 520 general embrace.

This time, the law enforcement standards of the referee on duty are no matter how lenient. I won't let go of Lao Lei and Materazzi. "Toot! Honk! With a quick whistle, the referee rushed into the Portuguese penalty area, directly wanted Lao Lei and Materazzi to go, and by the way gave the linesman a gesture to stop the game.

Generally speaking, at this time, Lao Lei should endure his anger, don't be under the nose of the referee, and commit a crime against the wind. But this time was an exception, because Materazzi's mouth was too unclean, and it touched the red line in Lao Lei's heart. As soon as he heard Materazzi's words, a wave of anger instantly surged into his head, completely burning the reason that Lao Lei was enduring strongly.

"What the fuck are you talking about?! You have a kind of repeat!! He had just been pushed away, and immediately rushed forward with a scolding, and was already firmly clenched into his fists. But before he could get close to Materazzi, Mera and Carvalho and others around him took the lead in hugging Lao Lei and shouting for him to calm down. But at this time, where could Lao Lei still hear these words, he was really angry.

"You fucking like you're saying it again!!" At this moment, Lao Lei, who really broke free with all his strength, was like an angry Hulk, throwing Carvalho and the others hanging on him like a flat boat under the waves, swinging back and forth in nothingness. Fortunately, Lao Lei's physical fitness has not been against the sky to directly throw Carvalho and others away one by one, so he can be regarded as being stopped by Carvalho and others, and can only point at Materazzi's nose and scold angrily, but he can't touch the other party.

At this time, Lao Lei was really full of momentum, and that fierce and terrifying momentum completely rushed out of his body, so that the people around him couldn't help but take a few steps back, and instinctively didn't dare to approach him.

Even Materazzi, who was still babbling unconvinced, was frightened by Lao Lei's crazy eyes that were completely filled with anger at this time. But when he was frightened, his mouth still didn't stop, still teasing Lao Lei's anger. "I heard that you broke up with your girlfriend, and I tell you, it's because I fu*CK her"

If someone from the future who watched this final came back to this moment, he might be kind enough to dissuade Materazzi immediately, telling him that you are looking for death, which is very dangerous. But unfortunately, there is no such person at this moment, so Materazzi's tragic end is certain.

"Number 13, I want you to stay calm! Hearing no, I asked "Seeing Lao Lei's unrelenting posture, the referee immediately stood in front of him and gave a serious warning, but at the next moment, his words suddenly stopped." To be more precise, it should be scared back to his throat by Lao Lei's eyes.

At this time, Lao Lei had quieted down slightly, but this was not that ordinary quiet, this kind of quiet, eerily quiet! It's scary!!

Looking at these eyes, it's like you're walking towards a mysterious and deep hole, it's dark, there's no light, you don't know what's inside, but you're just scared, scared and chilled! I was so scared that I had no courage and all my spirit!!

Glancing at the referee who was so frightened that he couldn't stop talking, Lao Lei didn't say anything, just tilted his head, and suddenly put his eyes on Materazzi, who was still chewing his tongue.

All of a sudden, Materazzi also stopped. Because he felt that if he didn't keep his mouth shut, he would die. It's a ridiculous intuition, but there's a voice in his heart telling him to trust this intuition, to believe it. Fuck, gotta believe it.

Eventually, he believed, and so, he shut up.

It's just that he shut up, but Lao Lei spoke.

There was no smile on his face, and there was no angry face, so Lao Lei spoke with a quiet and treacherous look and a rigid face.

"You're dead!"

"You're going to fuck you!!"

The tone is calm and treacherous, like a poisonous snake spitting out a scarlet letter and hissing (to be continued......