Vol 3 Chapter 155: Pepe secret calculation Gattuso

Simone Pepe's shot was like a precision-guided Russian x55 medium-range missile that accurately hit the corner flag, scaring Rwandan assistant referee Natagujera. Li Weifeng was shocked out of cold sweat, stepping on the penalty area line shot, he originally thought the ball was going to be lost, but did not expect the Italian man to be so polite, like a scandal.
　　
　　 So, Li Weifeng, who had escaped the catastrophe, applauded and cheered at Pepe in the laughter of the audience.
　　
　　 was already embarrassing enough, Pepe was furious, rushed up and pulled Li's head, the head was not weak, and the two twisted together. Zhuo Yang and Meng Er, who were close at home and away, came to separate the two and drove them apart.
　　
　　Peppe turned around and walked back, but still couldn't hold back, kicking the turf fiercely, but he was touched by his anger again, and he couldn't help but turn his head and let Li Weifeng go right.
　　
　　 Big head still did not counsel, Zhuo Yang was also angry. "You have never finished? Lao Tzu gave you a face, right?" He reached out and took Liang Zi directly. Under the intimidation of the former Angry Demon King, Pepe counseled, lowering his head and muttering in confusion, but the referee Damon did not let him go, a yellow card did not escape.
　　
　　 This episode quickly passed, maybe the two sides were squeezed because of this, maybe the urgency of the rapid passage of time, the next game changed orderly and calmly in the first half of the game, the movements on both sides gradually increased, and the yellow cards appeared one after another.
　　
　　 China's side, Li Weifeng elbowed to lead the yellow when defending Yakunta, Cannavaro flying shovel Li Jinyu was not spared. Ba Ye finally failed to resist the use of non-technical means to defend Zhuo Yang. It was only then that the yellow card was enough to show Ba Ye's ability.
　　
　　 Even Li Duo shoveled Meng Er to the ground.
　　
　　On the two sides in the first half, only Shao Jia and a little yellow man will open in the second half. It will be ten minutes. The two sides have already led three yellows, and the atmosphere of the game is suddenly tense. In fact, this is even more unfavorable to Italy. They are strong teams, with a higher probability of winning in a step-by-step manner, which makes the atmosphere of the game anxious and tense.
　　
　　 There are many people with bright eyes on the court, and Meng Er and Lippi are helpless.
　　
　　 In the 60th minute, Zhuo Yang took the ball in the frontcourt. The Italian formation was very tight. His teammates were almost locked in the running position in front of him, and because of the embarrassment of the Eight Lords, he couldn't get in. Zhuo Yang simply played with himself, dribbling the ball horizontally along the forty meter line, and the Eight Lords always accompanied him.
　　
　　 "Eight Lord, I didn't feel how hard the second brother's feet were. I suspected that he had practiced stealthily recently. What do you think?" The tuberculosis was not forgotten. In the first half, Meng Er's goal was indeed unexpected, including Zhuo Yang, and his second brother had a long-range Kung Fu, but such a tough cannonball shot was not his style. Second brother's long-range shooting has always been tricky. Famous.
　　
　　 "Meng Er did rise the ball this year." Ba Ye is a Neixiu person. He is observing and predicting Zhuo Yang's movements while pulling an egg with Zhuo Yang. Zhuo Yang's tone and lip curl made Ba Ye feel that he was a little jealous that his brother had entered such a terrifying long shot.
　　
　　 Maybe this kid is holding a long shot too! Ba Yexin said.
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang has hard feet. Although he is not the best heavy gunner in football, he hasn't gotten into long-range anger. Today, he was so entangled by the Eight Lords that he didn't want to work. At this time, he also wanted to use a long shot to export his evil spirits.
　　
　　 Therefore, Zhuo Yang drew the ball several times and lifted his feet to make Ba Ye almost startled.
　　
　　 Take a breath from the left to the right line, Zhuo Yang pulls the ball and turns back along the original road, and Ba Ye will naturally follow the shadow. In this way, the stadium is very weird, the two people are separated from the game, running back and forth and talking.
　　
　　 But the other twenty people have no football!
　　
　　 Italian players dare not rush to join hands, even the Chinese team does not care, Zhuo Yang has absolute authority to do anything. Ba Ye couldn't grab Zhuo Yang, Zhuo Yang couldn't make him pass.
　　
　　After wandering around in this way again, the winger Pepe couldn't help it. He rushed over and gave Jiaba a helping hand, including Zhuo Yang. Italy can't lose its position in the midfield, so it's reasonable for him to choose.
　　
　　 "Eight Lord, after a while the game is over, I'm going to beat the kid, are you helping him or me?" Zhuo Yang suddenly asked this sentence to make Gattuso laugh.
　　
　　The eighth master knows Zhuo Yang too well, he will not go to beat someone because of the conflict on the court, unless this person sincerely provokes him, he is still provoking off the court, and he does not take it first. Pepe didn't get to this point at all, if Zhuoyang had to beat people, Zhuo Yang wouldn't be banned for two more lives.
　　
　　It's cheap to add a little bit of mouth, Zhuo Yang is nothing more than that. But Pei Pei was very angry with Zhuo Yang's words: How could I be so unlucky, no one looked at me.
　　
　　 full of sorrow, Pepe slammed up, squeezed and tried to give Zhuo Yang a bit of pain.
　　
　　 "Your boy, you know all day..." The Eight Lords are still framing with Zhuo Yang, so that Pei Pei, who was struggling too hard and was evaded by Zhuo Yang like a bullfighter, was crisp.
　　
　　 ‘咣! ’The faces collide with each other, and the mushroom cloud can be seen between Gabay and Pepe, and the two fall to the ground after spinning.
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang Daxi, always wanted to find a chance to let the Eight Lords suffer a little loss, but there was no chance to start, but unexpectedly Pepe was so loyal. It is estimated that you don't have to think about beating him again, and Ba Ye will hit someone first.
　　
　　 Zhuo Yang didn't care about Jia Ba Ye at this moment, without the shackles, he immediately changed the direction of the ball and rushed towards the hinterland of Italy. This change caused the Italian formation to be disrupted. What it meant for Zhuo Yang to appear in the danger zone without restraint was too clear.
　　
　　Italian men, like seeing Cleopatra Cleopatra VII, swarmed towards Zhuo Yangwei, and Meng Er was at the forefront. Cleopatra couldn't resist so many men, Zhuo Yang couldn't do it anymore. His pass flew over Meng Er's thigh and flew to the bottom of the right road. The target was behind Zambrotta, like lightning.
　　
　　The elder brother said that the big things were not good~EbookFREE.me~ But he looked back, and Zheng No.8 in white had already grabbed the pass before the Zambrotta turned around.
　　
　　 Shao Jiayi is a person who uses his brain to play football, although the disadvantage of confrontation always makes his brain not enough. But at this moment, the Italian defender lost his mark because of panic, and he also knew that goalkeeper Marchetti was not in position.
　　
　　 is almost at a zero degree angle, and there are 3 meters away from the front post, but Shao Jiayi just twisted the ball against Zheng's pass and directly swept the front post to shoot. His choice was completely beyond Marchetti's expectations, even Zhuo Yang's expectations.
　　
　　Football sneaked in from the gap between Marchetti and the front goal post. The Chinese team took the lead again at 2:1. Forty meters plus the nosebleeds of Ba Ye and Pepe also just happened.
　　
　　 Italian players and tens of thousands of Italian men and women are dumbfounded, Chinese players and tens of thousands of Chinese men and women are cheering. In less than half an hour, the Chinese team has reached the threshold of the top 16.
　　
　　 There are still people who are unwilling to accept the fate of the fate, Marcello Lippi decided to use his last trump card.