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Chapter 475 A cloud-piercing arrow, shoulder to shoulder with Ronaldo
This is a typical action to vent anger. Benatia has an uncontrollable evil fire in his heart. Of course, this action of his can't escape the camera.

"Benatia's move is very bad! Whether it's pushing someone from behind or the last additional move, it shouldn't be a professional player's move! The death penalty is not excessive!"

As He Wei spoke, he couldn't suppress his anger. The PSG players rushed up immediately. Cavani was also a big man. He immediately grabbed Benatia by the collar and stared fiercely at him. The other party: "Boy, I apologize!"

The two stared at each other, and there was no need for anyone to take a step back at this time.Except Gao Yuyang.

He came up and pushed Cavani away: "Edinson, thank you, this is my business."

Cavani's lingering anger: "Your business is our business! He wants to play tricks on you, and all our Paris players will not agree!"

Gao Yuyang smiled: "Haha! Edinson, don't say such things, are you sure you can really represent everyone?"

"If anyone disagrees, I'll blow their ass off!"

"But I don't have the habit of letting others wipe my ass!"

Gao Yuyang has nothing to do with it, if he can be hurt by such a small move by his opponent, then he has received so much devil training for nothing, and he has always been a man with the halo of the protagonist on the court.

He and Benatia were almost head-to-head and staring at each other, but they could almost hear Benatia pulling, dragging and howling alone, shouting angrily: "Go away! Flop! Shameless! "

Gao Yuyang laughed. He felt that the person in front of him was not invincible—it shouldn't be just because of his face!

Hehe, isn't this normal? The football world is a place that pays attention to strength, and shameless methods are not acceptable!

The referee immediately intervened in the conflict between the two, and Benatia complained to the referee again: "He dived!"

But the referee Skomina from Slovenia showed him a yellow card directly.

However, this result made Gao Yuyang dissatisfied. He chased the referee all the way: "Is this just a yellow card? Is there a mistake? He pushed me on purpose and then gave me a kick. I need to show you the evidence." huh, Mister Referee?"

But the referee just blocked Gao Yuyang with his hands, without a word of explanation, maybe he didn't see it, maybe he didn't want to explain.

This is at the Parc des Princes. Such a result is definitely unacceptable, and there were strong boos at the scene.

"Fuck the referee! You need another eyeball!"

"With such a penalty, we cannot guarantee that you will not have a car accident after the game, respected Mr. Referee!"

There were so many voices that even some of Boulogne's friends wanted to follow suit, but Paige yelled them down.

"What are you doing? Does Gao need such a voice? What kind of person is he? When did you not teach these self-righteous idiots a lesson!"

It was just a yellow card, and the commentary on Turin TV felt like he had made a lot of money: "Thank God, thank the referee from Slovenia, it is not easy to withstand the pressure of Paris Saint-Germain's home court and make a fair penalty!"

Gao Yuyang did not hesitate to walk over to the set ball that was placed in the arc of the penalty area, and everyone made way for him.

"Gao, do it again, beat them!"

Nkunku stepped aside and shouted with a smile. He was too familiar with Gao Yuyang, so he knew that he would definitely let go of his anger—on the surface, if it wasn't for patience, it must be to accumulate strength.

Gao Yuyang stood in front of the ball, facing the three big men of Bonucci, Barzagli, and Benatia. The minimum wall in this group was 1.8 meters seven.

But for Gao Yuyang, it was nothing special. His height determined that he was a high fort.

Benatia is probably very confident in himself. Barzagli, who is 1.8 meters seven, and Bonucci, who is 1.9 meters tall, took off with all his strength, but he didn't jump that high.

As a result, Gao Yuyang's kick flew over his head, and Benatia didn't realize that something was wrong until he felt a cool wind whizzing past the ball that made the top of his head feel chilly.

Buffon has already made a save action with all his strength, and his whole body is flying as stretched as the previous few times, but this kick is unsolvable-the ball almost fell against the goal post and hit the net directly, Buffon has already made a save At the extreme, the head hit the goal post, but it was still close.

He lay down in front of the goal line, which was the best explanation for Gao Yuyang's kick.

"No. 17! No. 17 goals!!!" He Wei shouted loudly at this moment: "Fans and friends, in the middle of the night in Beijing time, we witnessed a moment: Gao Yuyang's performance this season The number of goals reached [-]! It tied Ronaldo’s single-season scoring record in the Champions League! This is not a history that can be recorded, but how many fans are as excited as me? A Chinese player who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Ronaldo for the time being! Who else doubts that Gao Yuyang will surpass Ronaldo and set a new record?"

On domestic post bars, media and various social platforms, in this case, only two words are needed to get the job done.

"Brilliant!"

"Gao Yuyang is amazing!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Start by surpassing Mr. Luo in the number of goals scored in the season, then the best season in the Champions League, and then the European Cup. The last step is the road to the king, arrange!"

"Hey, upstairs, there's really no way around the European Cup, let's forget it."

"Can't the European Cup? Oh, then the World Cup is the best."

"Fuck! Hahahaha!"

Driven almost hysterically by the live DJ.Crazy cheers erupted throughout the stadium,
"TOOOOOOOOOR!!!!!! Let's cheer for this goal! It's his No. 17 goal of the season, and it's from our only Prince at the Parc des Princes, who is—"

"GAO!!!!!! GAO!!!!!!"

Such shouts erupted from the audience, surrounded by waves of red and blue, enveloping the entire stadium.

The whole game only lasted 32 minutes, and half an hour after the opening blitz, Paris has achieved a 4:3 lead on the total score.

The Turin reporters who came to Paris were already on the verge of collapse and kept scolding Allegri. The only thing they felt aggrieved at this time was that Chiellini was sitting off the court.

"What the hell did the Moroccan do? Damn it! This is life and death! Allegri better understand!"

However, after the reporters vented a lot, they couldn't help staring at Gao Yuyang, who was the most beautiful on the field.

There are quite a few reporters and staff from the Torino Sport newspaper present, and they are now confronted with a very painful problem - this year's Golden Boy Award will not be awarded to the one who put Juventus into a desperate situation Damn guy, huh? ? ?
(End of this chapter)