After losing the ball, Farrakau suddenly rushed towards Lao Lei like a 100-meter sprint, clenched his fists, and his face was flushed, and his muscles were bursting up, looking like he was shrouded in anger. And the midfielder of the youth team next to him immediately hugged him as soon as he saw that he was about to make a move. But even so, Farakau didn't calm down, and looked like he was struggling to break free. In this way, the two people staggered to the front of Lao Lei, and Farako roared at Lao Lei: "You bastard, ** raised." That's what you want, come here, let me give you a fist. ”

Lao Lei looked at the hideous Farakau in front of him, and said in his heart that it was impossible to feel no guilt at all, after all, Farakau was just a young man in Lao Lei's eyes. This made Lao Lei always feel like bullying young people, but as soon as he thought about his own life, this little guilt disappeared. After all, he didn't do anything to him, he didn't do any substantial harm at all, he just needed to get him out of the game. Besides, these actions he did were not unheard of in the arena, and what was more serious than this was that if Farrakau couldn't even stand this, he wouldn't succeed anywhere. Maybe he can still have an epiphany and ascend here in my old Lei, Lao Lei thought to himself, come on, give me a fist, you and I have nothing to do, come on, come on. In order to add another hand, Lao Lei also came to an acting skill, spread his hands, and made a standard innocent expression to stimulate Farakao. In layman's terms, it's a cheap look, you hit me, you beat me.

Farakau was already furious, although he had calmed down a little after being held back by his teammates, but even so, he decided to give Lao Lei a good look. But as soon as he saw Lao Lei's somewhat contrived innocent expression, he immediately lost his mind and began to struggle strongly. The midfielder who hugged him felt like he was going to be unable to keep him. Thankfully, the players, coaches and referees were aware of their situation. A crowd gathered around and separated the two men.

Domingos even came to Farako himself and enlightened him. The veteran Dominguez certainly knew what Lao Lei had done to him, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, which often happened in the arena. However, he was not satisfied with Farakau's realization, and he was too easy to fall into the trap that Old Ray had set for him. Farakau fell into a wrestling with Ray and lost his mind, which then led to the entire starting team's offense almost coming to a standstill. According to the statistics of past strength comparisons and game situations, the starting team should be at least two goals ahead at the moment. While comforting Farako, a young genius, Domingos also glanced at Old Ray in surprise, and he was surprised. For according to what he knew, it was an honest young man, and he had never used such means to defend before. But now he behaves like a battle-hardened old fritter, except for two breakthroughs, almost toying with Farako's applause. Could it be that the impact that enlightened him, old Dominguez shook his head, he was not sure. But thinking about Lao Lei's confident appearance before the game, he was somewhat convinced at this time.

At this time, the referee on the field saw that the time of the first half was almost over, and the atmosphere between the two sides was tense at present, so he stopped the first half of the game and ended the first half. And Lao Lei immediately lowered his crotch when he heard the whistle, thinking to himself Nima, Lao Tzu is going to let Xiaobaimian end, and if you give a few more minutes, you will die. Lao Lei stared at the referee with extremely complaining eyes, thinking that I would kill you with my eyes, kill you, kill you.........

The referee noticed that someone seemed to be staring at him, and when he looked around, he saw Lao Lei, a big man with five big and three thick, looking at him with great sadness. The referee had goosebumps in his heart, wondering if he had a good impression of himself because he had saved him in time in the conflict. Thinking of this heavy thought, he stiffened to give Lao Lei a smile, and then walked away quickly, looking like he was racing.

Of course, Lao Lei just felt that the referee was guilty of himself, so he would do this. If Lao Lei knew the real thoughts of the referee, he would definitely vomit three mouthfuls of blood, and he felt that Wei was always misunderstood. Then he rushed to the referee and yelled at him, "You like men, your whole family likes men." ”

Either way, the first half of the game was over, and the task was left until the second half. The players gathered on the sidelines, either drinking water, or gathering to discuss, or sit and rest. However, the atmosphere on the benches on both sides was completely different. The bench side was completely hot, and it seemed to them that it was a complete miracle, at least in the first half, when they were completely close to the starting team. They knew who the key task was, and they would all look at the big man who was drinking water alone on the sidelines from time to time. They were also a little surprised, knowing that Remayr in the first half of the road had never been seen again.

And now Lao Lei's heart is immersed in regret, knowing that in the first half of the road, he is almost about to succeed. He looked with his eyes at what Dominguez was arranging on the other side, and he knew that the second half would not be so easy. In the first half, their own small means can only play a temporary role, and the second half is not so simple. If you want to know the strength of the road, the starting team completely crushes the substitute team.

And then on the other side, it was completely dignified, and it could be seen that they were not satisfied with their performance at all. Old Dominguez was speaking to them, almost the harshest he had ever spoken. The performance of the starting team he picked out was such that he felt like he was losing face in front of the new manager. He first expressed his dissatisfaction with the performance of all the players in the first half, and then walked up to Faracao and said solemnly: "Farah, in the second half, you are still fighting alone with Remaia like in the first half, if you lose your mind, I will take you down immediately, don't be embarrassed on the field." Do you know the truth? ”

Falakao listened to the words of old Domingos, and his heart was very unhappy, because he felt that old Domingos felt that he could not defeat that stupid big man, and even faintly raised him to the same level as himself. This made him feel that he was underestimated, but because of the prestige that Dominguez Sr. had accumulated in the youth team for a long time, he did not dare to refute, nodded at Dominguez, and signaled that he was in the know. I secretly decided in my heart that I must give that fool a good look when I look for an opportunity in the second half.

Dominguez looked at Faracao and nodded, then looked at the players around him and ordered: "In the second half, I want you to pass the ball up, like before, please don't stop." Don't pursue it alone, suppress them as a whole. Mulla in the second half, I want you to cut forward more, go down, or cut inside, decide for yourself. In the second half, Farakau, don't stick to the ball, play with the wings more. I want you to play the ball more and run more to pull the bench defense. Everyone remembers no. At the end of the day, Dominguez shouted to remind his starters.

"Remembered." With a confident answer, it seems that these starters also feel that they played in the first half and feel uncomfortable. In fact, they have long been unhappy with Faracao in the first half, but because he is the core, they can't do anything. But now that the coach has spoken, they are all gearing up to teach these substitutes some lessons, to tell them why they are starters, why they can only be substitutes.

At the beginning of the second half, the elder Lei also knew that Dominguez must have given them new instructions, and he decided to continue playing the same way he did in the first half. Look what old Dominguez gave them. In the second half, as soon as the kick-off was kicked, it was not long before the ball fell to the feet of the starting team.

At this time, Lao Lei felt completely different, and at the beginning of the second half, Farakau did not try to break through himself, but handed over the football with one kick. In this way, Lao Lei was completely helpless for a while, and he had no way to watch everyone. The starters' playmaking began to flow smoothly and fully grasped the initiative on the court, and the substitute team could only be beaten passively, completely suppressed in their own half, and the game became a half-court offense and defense.

If you win the game, your success rate of promotion to the first team will be greatly improved. Otherwise, even if he realizes well and restricts Farakau, who knows what the cold new head coach on the sidelines of the dojo will think. The winner gets the biggest pie, and that's a rule that works anywhere. Besides, Lao Lei felt that Farakhao had become slippery in the second half, and if it continued like this, it was really difficult to say whether he could get him off at that time. Seeing that both of his missions were at risk of failure, Lao Lei felt that the scythe of death was already aimed at his pink neck. Once he failed in both missions and stayed in the youth team, Lao Lei was very unsure whether he could earn enough soul points to save his life in the youth team.

It has been 10 minutes since the second half, and Lao Lei feels that his side is about to collapse under the offensive of the main forces, and it will not last long. Sure enough, in the 12th minute, Farrakau received the ball from the midfielder, and when Lao Lei approached, he passed the ball to a figure who was inserting at high speed on the side.

This figure is Mula, who has just been told by Domingos, who received a pass from Faracao and advanced at high speed. It wasn't until he advanced 20 meters quickly and was about to approach the penalty area that the substitute players stepped forward to make up for it. This Mura slowed down slightly in front of the defender, and then his legs began to alternately and quickly swipe over the football, and he began to pedal his bike. After pedaling three bikes, it was clear that he had shaken the defender to the point where he couldn't grasp his focus. Then he flicked his left foot to the left, then to the right, and completely shook off the defender and cut inside into the box. After taking two steps, he pulled his foot and shot angrily, and the substitute goalkeeper did not stop the ball and went into the far corner of the goal. The starting team finally scored, and the old Dominguez on the sidelines also applauded in satisfaction.

That was just the beginning, and just five minutes later, they conceded again. This time the goal was Farakau, and it was Murad again. This time he took a low cross, and this is when Lao Lei's inexperience is reflected. He followed Farako, who pulled out first, as the ball came in. Another quick forward thrust, and Old Ray didn't keep up with his rhythm at all, which allowed Farah to score a beautiful leap to the top.

After scoring the goal, Farakao came directly to Lao Lei and whispered to Lao Lei: "Silly big man, you will stay in this youth team forever." You idiot. With a disdainful smile on his face, it seemed to him that the stupid big man was finished, completely defeated.

At this time, Lao Lei ignored him completely, in his opinion, promotion to the first team was the most important task, and as for Farako, it was only incidental. The two goals of the starting team made Lao Lei feel that if he didn't do anything, he would die. He felt that death was near, he didn't want to die, not only cherishing life, but also the lovely Mi Ji, the gentle Centia, and the serious Joseph, although they had only been a family member for one day. But Lao Lei felt the warmth of his family, a taste he had never had before, and he didn't want to lose it. He wanted to completely get out of the way and fight.

After the game began, Lao Lei began to be active, no longer pestering Farako, and expanded his range of activities to the entire half. Started to press the starting players frantically within their own half. The players who started at the beginning just felt that this was Lao Lei's return to the light, and they couldn't hold on for long.

Perhaps it was the ** of survival that stimulated Lao Lei's physical potential. For 5 minutes, 10 minutes, his speed never slowed down. Gradually, the starters began to panic, and they found that as long as they used the ball, a huge panting figure would soon be pressing towards them. If you don't get the ball out in time, this figure will do everything you can, savagely pulling, ferocious tackles and small movements that make you uncomfortable. It's like being entangled by a mad dog, and you can't get rid of it, and it even bites you from time to time. This makes the starting player start to have a shadow in his heart, he doesn't want the ball to pass, and after receiving the ball, he doesn't make any technical moves, and thinks about passing it to his teammates. In this way, the efficiency of the front attack of the entire starting team began to decline, and passing errors began to increase. Like now, Mura was running down the flanks and his team-mates were passing the ball, but it was a bit off. He had to adjust his position, but just as he was about to touch the ball, he suddenly heard the sound of a high-speed shovel grazing the grass, and he subconsciously jumped up and gave up receiving the ball. He didn't want to get seriously injured for a game like this, it wasn't worth it.

When he hit the ground, he looked back to see that the ball had been shoveled off the sideline, and there was a big man panting on the ground. Mura could see that his jersey was completely soaked with sweat, and then saw the big man jump up and walk towards the field without looking at him, as if he had a spring underneath.

Lao Lei wiped his sweat and returned to his position, he didn't know if it would be useful for Lu Dao to do this, he only knew that Lu Dao would definitely not be able to do this. But he needs help, one person is far from enough, he can only defend, not attack. He looked around at his teammates, clapped his hands vigorously, and said loudly: "Did you just give up, give up your football dreams, give up like a soft egg?" Are you men, I even doubt that the crotch of your pants is made of plastic. If not, prove it to me and go fight like a man. He didn't know if it was useful to do this, so he had to leave it to God to decide.

He turned his head and didn't see the eyes of the other ten team members, and their expressions began to become crazy and determined. When the game started again, the starters were a little stunned, and the mad dogs became 11.

They're facing a pack of mad dogs.