Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 239 Slaughter Wolf!

"In the first round of the Rome city derby, I once said that a team with Lu Feng is almost equivalent to winning 4-0 at the beginning!"

In the live broadcast room of the Italian TV station, the guest star Ruben Sosa still insisted on his point of view:
"He only came off the bench for 15 seconds before sounding the counterattack horn!"

Daniel Adani, the narrator who opposed him, squinted:
"Do you still think...he can turn things around under such circumstances?"

Sousa nodded without hesitation:
"Of course! Let's bet something? If someone loses, how about running naked around the Colosseum and the Trevi Fountain?"

Adani shivered suddenly, he grabbed the microphone and devoted himself to the commentary work:
"Let's look at it again, how did the goal of the Chinese king come about!"

Sousa pouted:

"You coward!"
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The Roma players quickly realized why there is such a saying in the football world:

Leading by three goals at halftime is the most unsafe situation!
Especially... There are still people in the opponent's lineup with red blood flowing!
What's more, among the 11 players in this Lazio team, three players once wore red jerseys!

Youth talent Lu Feng, Brazilian midfielder Lucas Leiva, and Lucas Biglia who played for the Red Army for a short time!

Meeting such an opponent, leading 3-0 at halftime, how can it make you feel at ease? ! -
Although De Rossi's appearance made the Roma midfielder's defensive strength stronger, it still did not stop Lazio's attack.

Only 6 minutes later, the Roma vice-captain stopped Lu Feng's attack with a yellow card, but gave the latter a direct free kick.

"I won't miss it!"

Lu Feng rubbed his ankle, and then made an arc!
Szczesny guessed the direction correctly, but still couldn't keep the goal behind him!

2-3!

The difference between the two sides is only one goal! -
"Pretty!"

Sosa whistled:
"Daniel, do you want me to help you book a plane to Rome?"

Adani stared at the live broadcast with full attention, and was not affected by him at all:
"This beautiful arc makes people see that another free kick master in football is rising. The former Beckham, Juninho, and Pirlo are just like this!"

For his pretending to be deaf and dumb, Sosa could only spit:
"You coward! Isn't it just running naked? As for scaring you like this!"
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"TMD!"

Totti, who was sitting on the bench, stood up with a gloomy face.

With less than 10 minutes to play in the second half, his team was about to lose a good situation. How could the Prince of Rome smile?

Seeing that under Lazio's onslaught, the 3-2 score may be rewritten at any time. How could Totti, the team's first captain, be immobile? !
He glanced at the head coach Spalletti not far away, but couldn't take that step.

The bald man who is coaching Rome for the second time pays far less attention to the 38-year-old Totti than the former coach Rudy Garcia. At the beginning of taking office, a fierce conflict broke out between the two. The Wolf King publicly stated that he He didn't want to be a substitute, and then he was directly excluded from the squad by the big bald head!

Under the mediation and pressure of many parties, the conflict between the two people has been slightly controlled, but... perhaps only the parties really understand that there is almost no way to resolve the problems between them!
Totti is even more aware that if he asks to play now, the conflict between the generals will definitely explode!

Either Spalletti was kicked out, or Totti retired with hatred!
But he still took that step after all!
"Coach, please let me play!"

Spalletti raised his head in astonishment, his eyes full of complex expressions:

"you sure?"

Everyone knows how terrifying Lu Feng's scoring ability is. Totti can't match him even in his peak period. Now playing in the suit is more meaningful than showing Lazio his unyielding attitude!

Totti takes off his coat:
"I'm sure!"

Spalletti stood up suddenly, and he stretched out his right hand to the unruly wolf king, wanting to express his respect.

But Totti just glanced at him, but did not return his respect.

The relationship between them has broken down long ago, and a handshake is far from enough to mend the rift!
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"Totti is warming up, is he going to play?"

He Wei's tone didn't fluctuate, because he obviously understood:

"Although he is the spiritual leader of the red wolf, how much can this spirit play in front of the blue eagle with high morale? Uh? This is..."

His voice suddenly cut off.

Because he saw a scene that made him somewhat indescribable.

Lu Feng, who just dribbled the ball past Salah, did not continue to attack Roma's defense. Instead, he passed the ball carelessly and kicked the football to the feet of Totti who was standing on the sidelines!

Totti looked down at the football parked at his feet, and slowly raised his chin.

His gaze directly collided with Lu Feng who was a few meters away.

Although Lu Feng was smiling, his eyes had long since lost their usual gentleness. At this moment, the eyes of the King of China were full of contempt and provocation:

"Come up quickly!"

Since Rome wants Totti to boost morale, he will personally destroy the spiritual pillar of his rivals in the same city!
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"No Totti, No party."

When Totti was at his peak, the Prince of Rome was always the protagonist and focus of the game.

Roma fans often express such emotion:

Rome with the Wolf King is the real Rome. Without Totti's city derby, it will be a little less flavorful.

But now the Wolf King is nearly forty years old, and the once sharp minions have also lost their power. When the Blue Eagle No. 1 stood opposite him, the Roma fans had to admit in frustration:
The era belonging to Totti... has long passed!
Facing Lu Feng, who was never good at defending, Totti couldn't get rid of it!
He could only pass the ball to Shalawi on the wing, but the Lazio left back Busta, who had guessed the line, broke the ball!
Busta took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack!
Totti turned around and wanted to chase after him, but found that Lu Feng's back had drifted five or six meters away in just an instant!
Totti with heavy legs...couldn't catch up with this lightning bolt at all!

He could only watch as Lu Feng pierced a hole straight between the two defensive lines, and then shot the far corner in front of the goalkeeper!
3-3!

Lazio tied the score in the 61st minute! -
"... TMD! TMD! TMD!"

Totti cursed repeatedly.

He wasn't cursing Lu Feng anymore, but was annoyed at Time's ruthlessness.

If he was ten years younger, even if he couldn't stop Lu Feng's footsteps, he would definitely not be in such a mess!
At the age of 28, he just won the 2006 World Cup with the Italian national team. In the subsequent 06-07 season, he even scored a career-high 32 goals, which is definitely the peak of his life!

But in today's 2016, the 38-year-old Totti can only stand in front of the 19-year-old Lu Feng...without any power to fight back!
In the 68th minute, Lu Feng finally completed the guaranteed goal set by Ruben Sousa. He scored the fourth goal of the game and also rewritten the score to 4-3!

He completed the big four in 23 minutes!
There are still 20 minutes left for Lu Feng.

But there is not much time left for Rome!
(End of this chapter)