Chapter 361 Warning and Prophecy
The fans roared one after another.
Before this, they had always thought that they were gods who could control everything.
But when the referee pointed his finger at the penalty spot, they became furious!
Damn referee!
Dirty, despicable worm!
Have you forgotten where this is?
Dare to award a penalty kick to Tottenham.
Are you tired of living?
Can't you see that it was a flop?
The fans were extremely angry.
But it cannot change the penalty that the referee has already issued.
Adebayor sat on the ground proudly, adjusting his socks.
There were constantly Tottenham players coming up and tapping him on the shoulder.
It can be seen that these Tottenham players neither object nor encourage his "performance".
There seems to be an intention to draw a clear line with Adebayor.
"Hey, didn't you see it was me who made the penalty kick?"
"I am the hero!"
Adebayor shouted.
In the past, getting a penalty kick in the North London Derby was a very happy event for any team.
But this time, the Tottenham players stood coldly on the outside, whispering to each other cautiously.
"Did Adebayor go too far this time?"
"Will it trigger Lei's revenge?"
"I don't want to get involved in what's going on between him and Arsenal!"
"I hope the gunman won't trouble me later."
As a derby opponent, Tottenham have never been afraid of the Gunners.
But this time, they were a little timid.
They just saw clearly Lei Yu's cold eyes when the Arsenal players wanted to argue with the referee.
Not only did he stop his teammates from complaining to the referee, he even took the lead in standing outside the penalty area.
And the way he looked at Adebayor was like looking at a cold corpse.
"Beep!"
The whistle sounded.
Adebayor completed the run-up and succeeded in one fell swoop.
Seeing the goal scored by the opponent, the Gunners' eyes were all focused on Lei Yu.
Lei Yu didn't say a word, Ni pulled him up from the ground.
"It's okay, you will see Tottenham pay the price for this soon." Lei Yu said softly.
However, at this moment, Adebayor had no idea that he had offended Lei Yu.
At this moment, he is running on the Emirates Stadium with his arms spread wide.
From the Arsenal penalty area, he ran all the way to his own penalty area.
Then in front of all the gun fans, there was a passionate sliding kneeling.
Whoosh!
After the sliding kneeling was over, this guy even imitated Henry.
He lowered his head and remained silent for a while.
It's as if he is the king of guns.
The gun fans in the stands were already furious.
This is the second time Adebayor has lined up fans at the Emirates Stadium.
The gun fans in the stands stood up and chanted "Judas" and "traitor".
They turned their endless anger into the most unpleasant language and poured it over the Emirates Stadium.
But does Adeba care about this?
of course not!
After standing up in a pretentious manner, Adebayor found that there was no teammate following him behind him, and his excitement waned.
But he didn't pay much attention.
Anyway, he scored.
Anyway, it was him who scored the goal.
After all, it was Arsenal’s goal that scored.
Anyway, the goal was scored at the Emirates Stadium.
Anyway, it was the Arsenal goal he scored at the Emirates Stadium!
that's enough!
Looking at himself on the big screen, Adebayor couldn't help but fantasize.
"Am I particularly like Eto'o?"
...
Amid the resentment of gun fans, the game restarted.
Lei Yu took the lead and rushed towards the opponent's half.
Ramsey and Arteta teamed up to control the midfield and continuously delivered offensive shells to the frontcourt.
Through layers of pressure, it began to gradually erode the opponent's defense line.
Just as the Spurs players expected.
Adebayor's goal made Lei Yu completely furious.
He alone disrupted Tottenham's entire backcourt.
In front of Lei Yu, both Huddlestone and Sandro were vulnerable.
In desperation, Lennon and Bale had no choice but to shrink to their own half and participate in the defense.
But what can two fast offensive players do?
Not to mention two crispy skins!
puff!
Snapped!
After two consecutive collisions, Lei Yu won completely.
When Lei Yu, who was carrying the ball, once again broke out of a small area of containment, Villas-Boas finally couldn't sit still.
"Plannel attack from left and right, encirclement from front and back!"
"Wrap him in the center."
"Keep him motionless!"
Amidst Villas-Boas's roar, center backs Vertonghen and Gala also began to quietly approach Lei Yu.
Once Lei Yu has an opening, the two of them will rush forward to tackle at all costs.
Soon, the "opportunity" came!
After Lei Yu's kick went wide, Gala's tackle came as promised.
But Lei Yu kicked the ball out first, then tripped on Gala's leg and fell to the ground.
"Beep!"
foul!
Arsenal's frontcourt free kick!
After being pulled up, Gala even congratulated each other with his teammates. After all, they blocked Lei Yu's attack.
But when they saw the location of the free kick, several people's pupils shrank sharply.
I'm in a big trough!
Where is this?
Why did I commit a foul here?
The location where Gala committed the foul was directly opposite the Tottenham goal, and the straight-line distance was about 23 to 24 meters.
In this position, many free-kick masters in today's football can kick a gorgeous falling leaf.
Let’s look at Arsenal.
Lei Yu once again stood in front of the ball.
Not only that, Ramsey and Arteta were both far away from the ball, as if they were afraid of "bang" hitting them.
Hello!
Do you want to be so "naked"?
How about you two standing in front of the ball and pretending to deceive us?!
If this is the case now, doesn't it mean that Lei will definitely take the penalty?
That’s right!
Lei Yu was the only one who took this free kick.
There is only one person named Lei Yu.
Lei Yu straightened the ball, pointed the valve core at himself, and then took a few straight steps back.
Seeing this approach distance and approach route, the eyes of the five Tottenham players standing on the wall went straight.
Wang Defa?
Straight line approach?
Are you going to fuck your hair?
For a moment, all the Tottenham players suddenly remembered Li Yunlong's shout during the sword show.
"fire!!!"
boom!!!
With a deafening roar, the ball in front of Lei Yu once again turned into a cannonball and flew straight up.
Lori reacted immediately.
He moved a small step to the left.
And then... nothing more.
Lei Yu's free kick was blocked by the Tottenham wall.
In other words, Lei Yu's free kick hit the wall.
In other words, Lei Yu deliberately kicked the ball against the Tottenham wall!
Suck~suck~suck~~
Sandro was hit in the chest and fell to the ground, lifting his neck and breathing hard.
But no matter how hard he tried, he could only feel the air flowing into his lungs, but he couldn't breathe out.
I, I, I...
Am I dying?
Looking at his teammates crouching down around him, Sandro wanted to speak.
But when I opened my mouth, not a single note came out.
Not only that, he felt that his hearing was also effective.
It wasn't that he couldn't hear any sounds, but that all sounds sounded like noise to him.
He could only barely guess what his teammates were saying from his mouth patterns.
Soon, Tottenham's team doctor came on stage.
They lifted Sandro's jersey.
I saw a dark red mark on my chest.
The size of the circle is just about the same as a football.
After a simple examination, the team doctor immediately made a judgment.
Chest soft tissue injuries.
Specifically, it is best to get a CT scan immediately.
Do CT?
What type of CT is done on the football field?
Of course I have to change the game and go to the hospital!
Ever since, Villas-Boas could only replace Sandro with Carroll.
Before the first half was over, a substitution card was passively played.
At this moment, Lei Yu, the instigator, was watching all this silently from a distance, as if it had nothing to do with him.
When Adebayor rushed back from midfield and looked at Lei Yu.
Lei Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then stretched out a finger.
"1!"
This is Lei Yu's warning to Adebayor and his prediction.
This chapter has been completed!