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Chapter 298 Your Thunder Emperor is infinitely mad

Gun fans were already excited, but Lei Yu was still pouty.

Just like a street gangster.

In his eyes, this goal in the Champions League final was like robbing a street vendor of a set of pancakes.

Homely meals.

Not worth celebrating at all.

In the shot, Lei Yu lowered his arms raised at an angle of 45 degrees to his shoulders.

With his arms spread out, he plays a fearless gangster to the extreme.

At this moment, the Bayern fans behind the goal also saw this scene, and they stood up and cursed.

"Hey, get out of here, Shitpao, go back and take a shit!"

"This is not the place you should come, you weak-footed fellow!"

"Rubbish!**,***,****!!!"

In front of Lei Yu's goal, Bayern fans could not find a better way to ridicule, so they could only spray Lei Yu with the most primitive and vile curses.

But the more the other party behaves like this, the more cautious the disdain on Lei Yu's face becomes.

After listening to a few words, Lei Yu turned around with disdain.

As soon as he turned his head, two stinky faces appeared in front of Lei Yu.

It's Boateng and Tymoshuk.

The two of them were already angry, but now they saw Lei Yu's actions and expression, and they were even more angry.

Seeing this, Boateng stepped forward and pushed Lei Yu's right chest.

After being pushed, Lei Yu's body flashed to the right and back, and then quickly returned to its original state.

In front of Boateng, Lei Yu stretched his neck and turned the corners of his mouth to the extreme.

"You eat shit!!!"

Although he didn't understand the meaning of the Cantonese words spoken by Lei Yu, Boateng could clearly see that the expression on Lei Yu's face became more disdainful.

Think about it too.

Losing the ball means a failure.

Now that we are losing goals and items, there is nothing more embarrassing than this!

Tymoshuk was also very unhappy when he saw Lei Yu's expression, but he had not lost his mind like Boateng.

Seeing that Boateng actually pushed Lei Yu, he was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward and pushed Boateng away.

Brother, this is no joke!

If you do this, you might get slapped with a card!

as expected.

When he saw pushing in the Bayern penalty area, the referee quickly ran over and showed a yellow card directly on Boateng's head.

Then, before anyone could react, the yellow card was quickly moved to Lei Yu's head.

Seeing this yellow card, Lei Yu's expression immediately changed from disdain to confusion.

Hello!

It was me who was pushed!

I didn’t fight back!

If you didn't give him a red card, why did you give me a yellow one?

This isn't fair!

"Nothing unfair!" Proenka looked serious.

"Lei, stop your provocative behavior!"

"If this were at any other golf course, I might have let you go."

"But don't forget this is the Allianz Arena."

"I will not allow anyone to deliberately provoke the fans here!"

Lei Yu still looked aggrieved.

"Why did I provoke you? I didn't even say a word!"

"Put away your innocent expression!" Proenka still didn't give any face, "Lei, you know whether to provoke or not. If you really offend the fans here, you will be responsible for the consequences of what happens!"

"Get rid of it!"

Lei Yu finally retracted all his expressions, raised his right hand, said a national curse and turned to leave.

I just made a face and you can’t stand it?

You, Bayern, have never lost, right?

So many glass-hearted fans?

As Lei Yu turned around angrily, the other gunmen followed him one after another without any celebration.

"It seems that Lei Yu's expression affected the home team fans."

Listening to the commotion at the scene, Mr. He tried hard to explain the referee's "mysterious operation" to the fans in front of the TV.

"Let's watch the replay again."

"That's right."

"With this pouting expression, Lei Yu may be considered by the referee to be deliberately provoking his opponent."

"So Lei Yu was also given a yellow card."

"This card that Lei Yu got was indeed unfair."

"We're already ahead anyway, there's no need to provoke our opponents anymore."

As the host of Channel 5, He must deliver some "positive energy" to the fans. This is also an unwritten rule after Huang Jianxiang's resignation.

But in the online live broadcast room, there are no such twists and turns.

"Damn it, Bayern Munich, are you too anxious to take action?"

"He's naughty, Proenka, he doesn't know how to judge!"

Zhan Jun's Chinese quintessences made the netizens in the live broadcast room excited.

"Hahaha, this comment speaks to my heart. If you can't afford to play, then don't play! What's the point of giving us Thor a yellow card?"

"I just want to scold them and let them know that the Champions League is not the Bundesliga where they can win the championship casually."

"Bayern really can't afford to lose. From today on, my road has turned dark!"

"I am a fan of Nandawang. But I have to be fair, the price has indeed dropped this time!"

Regarding the recent conflict between Lei Yu and Boateng, fans from all over the world have been discussing it, each with their own reasons.

But there is one thing that cannot be changed.

That is the score on the court, which has become 1 to 2.

In accordance with the international practice of putting the home team first, the Allianz Arena deliberately put Bayern's name first.

Everyone was happy at first.

1 to 0, this score sounds happy.

But in less than twenty minutes, 1-0 turned into 1-2.

Looking at the red score, Bayern fans could no longer laugh.

...

After the restart, the Bayern players frequently looked to the sidelines, hoping to get the latest instructions from Heynckes.

Before the ball had been passed a few times, Lei Yu took advantage of Xiaozhu's mistake in passing the ball, successfully intercepted the ball and sprinted forward.

"Mueller returns..."

"Schweinsteiger..."

"Move to the side..."

"Eh!"

"The ball is too small!"

"Lei Yu intercepted the ball successfully!"

"Get rid of it!"

While running, Lei Yu arched his butt, completely blocking Schweinsteiger who was chasing him behind him.

Then, with a diagonal movement of his right foot, Toni Kroos was also thrown aside by Lei Yu.

"Lei Yu is still rushing!"

"It's over!"

"Van Persie is running for the ball!"

"Eh?"

"Boateng was knocked down again!"

In the process of exclaiming, He Wei did not forget to add the word "again".

Not only the He Committee, but all the commentators on the entire network also said the word "and" in unison.

This time, Boateng's eyes flashed as he fell to the ground, seeming to recall what happened just now and before.

But at this moment, no one cared about Boateng's mental journey. Everyone's eyes were on Lei Yu who rushed into the penalty area.

After knocking Boateng down, Boateng who fell to the ground just blocked Kroos and Bastian Schweinsteiger who were chasing after him.

After Contento was taken away by Robin van Persie, only Lahm and Tymoshuk were left standing in front of Lei Yu.

Glancing at the positions of the opponent's two defenders, Lei Yu decisively chose Tymoshuk, who was closer to him.

The 33-year-old Ukrainian veteran is 1.81 meters tall but weighs 10 kilograms less than Lei Yu.

Facing such an opponent, Lei Yu had no intention of respecting his elders at all.

Respect the elderly?

Damn it!

Why do you still play in the Champions League at this age? Retire!

The moment he rushed in front of Tymoshuk, Lei Yu suddenly burst out with all his strength.

While pushing the ball forward to the right again, the whole person is also ready to "face the enemy".

really.

Half a second later, Lei Yu and Tymoshuk collided.

Due to location reasons, Ram, Tymoshuk and Lei Yu lined up in a row.

In other words, Lei Yu was not only fighting against Tymoshuk at this moment, but also Ram who was also fighting equally hard on the other side.

Even with one against two, Lei Yu still showed no sign of being at a disadvantage.

Although people almost stopped, their position was not squeezed out at all.

The assault battle turned into a tug-of-war.

Tymoshuk pushed Lei Yu hard with his body, and Lei Yu also used half of his body to fight back.

The three people entangled together were stunned by the crowd.

Even Neuer in front of the goal didn't know what to do.

One second, two seconds...

Once, twice...

After two shoulder-to-shoulder collisions, Lei Yu stood still on the left side of his body, and swiped the ball outward with his right foot, forcing it to exceed half his body.

drop!

Bastian Schweinsteiger 10%, Toni Kroos 10%, Boateng 20%, Tymoshuk 20%, Lahm 20%...

With a combined goal rate of up to 80%, what is there to hesitate about?

Lei Yu only used his right calf to accumulate strength for a short time, then tensed his instep and jerked.

Whoosh!!!

The ball instantly turned into a missile, dashed away from Neuer's fingers, and hit the far post.

Duang!!!

Bayern's goal was shaken by the blast.

Just like the broken hearts of all Bayern fans.

Looking at the ball in the net, Zhan Jun finally couldn't help shouting.

"Fuck him, I just said, shoot him and that's it!"

"Your Thunder Emperor is infinitely arrogant!"

"3 to 1!"

"Look what else Bayern is saying!"


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