Chapter 18 It's Not Horizontal, It's Stunned!

In the 32nd minute of the first half, Toure shoveled again and Neymar fell to the ground.

Toure scolded angrily: "Asshole, you flopped!"

Neymar sneered, but left without any excuse.

Seeing this scene, Toure raised his chin proudly, like a winning rooster.

He won!

Neymar is scared!

"Now only Yi is left." Toure smiled towards Fabinho.

The two looked over and saw that Yi Le was also looking at them.

The two sides looked at each other, and Yi Le stared back fiercely.

"This brat!"

Tu Lei suddenly grinned and sneered.

The game restarted, and in the many confrontations in the first half, the smell of gunpowder has gradually become stronger.

Toure has his eye on Yi Le, but Yi Le doesn't seem to have any plans to control the ball, and almost always touches the ball with one foot, which makes Toure unable to find a chance.

But he still steadfastly followed Yi Le.

Suddenly, Cavani made a wrong pass, Fabinho intercepted the ball and passed it directly to the frontcourt.

Toure's eyes lit up, and he began to push Yi Le, trying to get stuck.

But Yi Le didn't back down in the slightest.

The two continued to confront each other, taking off at the same time to compete for the top.

The heights of their jumps are all about the same, and no one can do anything to the other, so they can only straighten their necks as much as possible.

It's just that Yi Le made another choice. He bent his waist, pulled it back suddenly, and hit the ball with a head hammer.

The ball was knocked back into Monaco's half, but Yi Le's head died unabated, and it hit Toure's forehead with a'bang'.

Toure felt that his eyes were blank, and he couldn't see anything.

When he came back to his senses,

He was already lying on the ground, and Yi Le stood aside and looked down at him.

The guy's forehead was slightly red and swollen, and there were still tears in his eyes, staring at him stubbornly.

Toure touched his aching head and stared at Yi Le dumbfounded.

This guy is crazy!

How can there be such a head hammer?

Does he not hurt? Iron head baby one?

 …

The entire stadium was also stunned by this scene.

Yi Le showed such a strong attitude for the first time.

And don't talk to you more than BB.

Coming up is a head hammer, who the hell can bear it?

The main material judge chewed his whistle and blew.

He looked at Yi Le's forehead strangely, and said, "Yi, do you need some medicine?"

Yi Le shook his head and said, "Not yet."

Neymar looked at Yi Le in surprise. He had always thought of Yi Le as a shy boy, but he didn't expect him to be so... just!

Mbappe was also dumbfounded, this is the bully Toure!

But Yi turned a head hammer to teach life.

This is too... fierce, right?

At this moment, his mind is full of... Yi, super fierce!

Moutinho also looked at this scene and shook his head helplessly.

Toure and Yi Le, as everyone knows, the people in Millwall are better at this than Toure, do you think Yi is really a little sheep?

 …

On-site commentary. Old Monet was also stunned for a long time before he couldn't help laughing.

"Nice job! That's what it takes! Fuck it!"

What a gentleman! What style! What elegance!

The football field does not need these at all!

If you dare to bump into me, I will push you back 1

Yes, Paris in the past lacked this kind of temperament.

theory?

Cheating?

No!

These are the choices of the weak, and the strong must face up to it.

At this time, old Monet was very happy.

"Yi taught Toure a good lesson. He told everyone not to be bullied just because he has a good temper! Toure is a clear example!"

The fans of Greater Paris came back to their senses and began to clamor crazily!

They began to mock Toure wantonly.

"Idiot, where was your aura just now?"

"Soft-legged prawns that are easy to dry out!!"

"Get up, let Yi Zaigan overthrow you once!"

Toure's face turned red and blue for a while, and he was ashamed.

He didn't expect Yi Le to fight back, and it was a head hammer directly.

Now think about it, that guy's head is so hard!

 …

The game restarted, and after the conflict, the conflict between the two sides actually decreased somewhat.

Paris started to gradually take control of the situation, while Yi Le played unexpectedly... fiercely!

Yes, very fierce!

In the face-to-face confrontation, he never flinched, and almost always resisted, and sometimes he could even dodge, but he didn't dodge.

And the most important thing is that Yi Le must fight for every ball.

Especially when a high-altitude ball is passed to Toure, Yi Le will definitely rush to fight for the top, and aim at Toure's head.

Hence the funny scene that follows.

Toure, who was supposed to be man-marking, was actually chased and headed by Yi Leman. The two collided five times in 45 minutes of the first half.

This made Toure, who had a tough style, a little scared.

What a mallet!

Are you playing football, or are you looking for me to head-butt?

He figured it out, Yi Le wasn't tyrannical at all, it was just... stupefied!

Don't die that kind of stunned!

Toure touched his swollen forehead, and looked timidly at Yi Le.

This kind of person is really terrifying!

 …

Intermission time....

"Hiss... it hurts..."

The Paris Saint-Germain team doctor was administering medicine to Yi Le, surrounded by a group of people who looked at Yi Le with amused and admiring expressions.

At this time, Yi Le looked miserable, his forehead was swollen badly, and this was the price of the headbutt.

Injure the enemy one thousand, and self-injury eight hundred!

The comparison is whose head is stronger!

The team doctor looked at Yi Le with a wry smile, and said, "Yi, why did you ask Toure for the headbutt?"

Yi Le grinned in pain, stared at his eyes, and said: "Tear...before...Abdu told me that when meeting this kind of person...it hurts...meeting this kind of person You have to be more ruthless than him, so as to scare him."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help being stunned.

What is the reason?

After the team doctor applied the medicine, he got up and said speechlessly, "So, you went to head him?"

Yi Le grinned and said, "I can't think of any other way to make him afraid of me without having to take a card!"

Awesome! !

The Paris players gave Yi Le a thumbs up.

At the same time, I have a new understanding of Yi Le's brutality.

Most people listened to it as a joke, but only one person frowned and thought about it.

Neymar thinks a lot, he has been unable to get rid of this rough foul, even if he cheats.

But Yi Le gave him another idea.

Maybe you can try it yourself?

Thinking of this, Neymar approached Yi Le, grinned at the redness and swelling on his forehead, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yi Le nodded honestly and said, "It hurts!"

Afterwards, he smiled and said, "But the other party hurts more."

"What if they continued to foul in the second half?"

"Then I'll hammer Toure!"

"What about other people fouling you?"

"Then I'll give Toure back!" Yi Leman said indifferently, "As long as I'm afraid of Toure, others won't dare to trouble me."

tear! ! ! ! ! !

Neymar gasped, what logic is this.

Is this guy...so cruel?

In the dressing room of Monaco, Toure suddenly felt more pain on his forehead, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

 …

In the second half, the two sides fought again.

Toure looked at Yi Le with some trepidation, but the latter didn't look at him.

"Moutinho passes to Fabinho, Fabinho passes back, Raj hits Toure with a long pass, Toure takes his position, oh oh oh! Yi is rushing towards Toure!"

Toure was stuck in position. He was waiting for the football to fall when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He turned his head and looked, his eyes widened immediately.

Yi Le rushed towards him without hesitation.

Toure is terrified!

Why are you here? Is there something wrong?

Isn't it just putting two shovels? If you are so narrow-minded, you must chase and kill Lao Tzu?

Next second!

Duang~~~~~~~~~! ! !

Toure: Dried pears cool! ——