Chapter 257: The Stamford Bridge Tragedy (End) We Were Rapeed!
"Reima! Reima, calm down! Calm down!! Terry, who was the first to sense that something was wrong with Old Thunder, hugged him, and then kept persuading. But how did he know that at this moment, Lao Lei had been carried away by the angry feelings. If he was compared to an angry bull at this time, then everything in his eyes was already red and fiery red now.
Although there is some upper strength in his right leg at the moment, Lao Lei's upper body strength is still there. "Get out of the way!" With an angry roar, Lao Lei exerted a force with both hands, and he forcibly opened Terry's arms. I don't know if it's because I'm too angry, anyway, the power that Lao Lei burst out at this time is even greater than his usual time, and he suddenly easily broke away from the arms of the strong man Terry.
"Hey, stop Rayma" After being broken free by Lao Lei's sudden strength, Terry immediately shouted, wanting to remind his other teammates to help hold Lao Lei. But what happened next made him speechless immediately, and Henin walked up to Lao Lei proudly as if he didn't notice anything wrong, and began to take out the cards from his pocket. He's looking for death! In an instant, Terry had defined Henin's actions.
Although the elder Ray has never been a fierce man in the Chelsea team, that doesn't mean his character is really like that. Terry knew that if he went on a rampage, he would really just be mindless of anything. He wanted to manage it now, but it was too late. Although his right foot was inconvenient, with a ruthless force, Lao Lei still dragged his right leg like this, and came to Hening's side in a few big steps. At this moment, it should be said that it is too late for anyone to stop it.
Stinky boy. What are you going to do, calm me down. Mourinho, who was still swearing with the fourth official just now, suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Lao Lei on the field. In an instant, his heart was cold. Thinking of what Lao Lei had done in the Portuguese Super League, the Portuguese coach instinctively felt a darkness in front of him.
Except for Jose Mourinho. In addition, the fastest reaction is probably Lineker, a die-hard fan of Lao Lei. Seeing this, he exclaimed, "What is Reima going to do?!" He needs to be calm! Calm down!! It's not a foregone conclusion, Cech might be able to save him" In the middle of the sentence, he stopped, because it had already happened. If his words can reach the ears of Lao Lei at the scene, there may be a glimmer of success, but this is just a hypothesis after all.
Stamford Bridge, which had been booing loudly, suddenly fell silent at this moment, and everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them and temporarily lost the ability to speak. My head was as blank as a blank sheet of paper. Inability to think and judge. At this moment, their neural arc seemed to be infinitely elongated, but their eyes were rounded, their mouths were wide open, and they couldn't do any other reactions or movements.
At this moment, the fourth official and Mourinho ran into the pitch at a fast pace. One to save poor Henin, and the other to save Old Ray from making even bigger mistakes. At the same time, the field has long been in chaos. In addition to the Barcelona players becoming sluggish spectators, the Chelsea players began to gather around Ray in an attempt to pull him away. But at this moment, Lao Lei, who is already naked, seems to have really turned into an angry Godzilla. kept trying to break free, and kept chasing Henin, who had begun to roll on the ground in order to save himself.
At this time, the upper body, which was already soaked in sweat, became Lao Lei's best weapon to get out. has become slippery, coupled with his super strength. Although his right leg is not very convenient, it is enough for him to turn into an angry bull and rampage on the court. There are no scruples. At this point, even the Chelsea players stood in his way. It will also be lifted by him at once. In one sentence, he was so angry that he didn't recognize his six relatives.
Turn the clock back by 1 minute. Here's how it happened. Looking at Lao Lei, who was dragging his right foot up a few big steps, Henin finally noticed that something was wrong. Because he didn't see any slowdown trend from Lao Lei, and his expression was hideous, his face was flushed, and there was a strong and fierce aura all over his body.
The self-confidence that originally thought that Lao Lei would not dare to do it collapsed at this time, and Hening, who was not stupid, suddenly realized at this moment that Lao Lei in front of him was really out of anger and could not control it. In an instant, a creepy sensation went straight up his brain along his tail vertebrae, and the pores protruded all over his body, full of goosebumps. The originally triumphant face has also become an expression in horror movies at this moment, and it is also the kind of supporting role that died first, the ghost is in danger, and he looks like he is alive.
Lao Lei is no longer a player in Henin's eyes at this moment, and Henin no longer sees himself as a referee. In his heart, the current hero is just a young man who simply wants to beat himself, and he is a middle-aged old uncle who is invincible and can only run away in order to survive.
With this understanding, Henin showed a skill that did not match his age at this moment, and he completed the half-turned escape in an instant. But no matter how fast he was, he couldn't beat Lao Lei after all, even if Lao Lei's right leg was already injured. Damn it! Where to run!! As soon as he took off his jersey, Lao Lei used all his strength to throw it on top of Henin's head.
Then taking advantage of the opportunity of Henin's pause, Lao Lei gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, and chased after Henin in two big strides. Then, his right hand directly hit Henin's head wrapped in his jersey, and immediately pressed it hard. At this time, even if there is no devil muscle, Lao Lei's combat power is still strong. Henin fell straight to the ground like a fluttering wooden stick. After his round head touched the ground, it even jumped a few times like a ball, and it was easy to imagine how much strength Lao Lei used this time.
Immediately afterwards, it wasn't a sudden explosion of desire to survive, or something else, anyway, Henin's brain was not confused after this moment. After he fell to the ground, he rolled on the ground like a bear child. Although it didn't look good, it really saved his life. Not only did he dodge the hard kick that Ray then kicked, but it also gave the Chelsea players time to hold him back. Due to the inconvenience of his right leg, Lao Lei's speed was not as fast as usual, and he could dodge these teammates who pounced on him.
At this moment, even if he can break away from one or two teammates, he can't stand the crowd. Therefore, in the end, although he was not stopped by his teammates, he actually could not threaten Henin. But the more this happened, the more unwilling he became. The time when his head was hot for a while had actually passed at this moment, but everything had already been done, so if it was just that, how could Lao Lei be willing. According to his thoughts at this time, if he fights everything, he will hit this painless and itchy place.
But in fact, Lao Lei is also standing and talking, not having back pain. To know what kind of body he is, and what kind of body he is, it is simply the same as the two species, and they can't be compared. At this time, Henin had been lifted up by the fourth official who had rushed over, and his head was exposed again. On the surface, although it seems that there is no big problem, in fact, his mind is blank now, not frightened or shocked, but hit the ground. In a word, Henin at this moment is no different from an imbecile child who can't think, and his eyes are full of stagnant sluggishness.
At the same time, Lao Lei was still on the other side, not wanting to give up. At this moment, he was like a deep-sea sea monster caught by a big blue fishing net, struggling incessantly, his face full of anger. "Let go of me! Let me go!! That bastard be damned! He's damned!! After being stopped by Drogba, Mourinho and others, he still bared his teeth and claws, roaring angrily, like a wounded beast. The strength of his breaking free was so great that the figures of Mourinho and others couldn't help but shake with him.
But this power is only explosive after all, and it cannot last. After a while, his strength unconsciously weakened a little. And Mourinho and others also took advantage of this opportunity to work together to move him to the players' tunnel. The right and wrong place of driving Lao Lei away from the court was the only thought in their minds at this time.
While pushing Lao Lei hard, Mourinho also shouted in his ear: "Stinky boy! Listen, I know it's not fair! But you have to calm down now, you are responsible for your career, it's just a game, it's not worth losing your whole career! Calm down! Calm down!! It's not worth it for this son of a bitch! Did you hear it, it's not worth it!! ”
At this time, Mourinho's mind was no longer thinking about the outcome of the game, but how to hold Lao Lei's career. In any case, playing the referee is the biggest penalty area for players, and it is not impossible to ban them for life.
Lao Lei has calmed down a little now, but he is just unwilling. The unwillingness in his body that was burning was burning his whole body, making it difficult for his brain to calm down and his mood to calm down. It's not that he can't afford to lose, but he really can't bear to lose like this?!
I'm not convinced! I'm not convinced!!
At this point, everyone finally came to their senses.
But Stamford Bridge is still in an unspeakably embarrassing situation, not not on the side of Lao Lei, but it is really difficult to deal with such a situation for a while.
In such a situation, the shouts of Lao Lei, who had already reached the entrance of the players' tunnel, were clearly recorded on the radio and heard very clearly.
"We were raped!"
"We're fucking fucked by these bitches!!"
"I don't accept !!"
At this time, his head was still looking at the field unwillingly, as if he was reluctant to give up, and he seemed to be struggling to accuse.
His face was still hideous and fierce, and his roar was still as loud as thunder!
Crazy Godzilla, roaring!
To Henin, to those behind him!!
The unwillingness in his eyes was as hot as magma!!
Boiling hot!!!! (To be continued......)