football's number one madman

Chapter 320 We Real Madrid are poaching people!

"Isn't this a defensive foul?"

"Isn't this a penalty?"

Valdano in the live broadcast room immediately raised such doubts.

But Salgado, who was sitting opposite him, was expressionless:

"Even if it's a penalty kick, does it make a difference to Real Madrid?"

Valdano was speechless for a moment.

Because he saw the next picture:

Ronaldo and Ramos were both carried down on stretchers!

Ramos' knee swelled a lot, and Ronaldo's shoulder blade seemed to be dislocated and dislocated!

It's all Lee Polo's fault!

Valdano suddenly remembered another thing:
Zidane has removed Varane, Ronaldo, and Modric from the three starters, and replaced them with Nacho, Bale, and Asensio. Now there is no replacement at all!
This means that Real Madrid can only fight with nine players in the next 13 minutes!
[Negative emotions from Ronaldo, +1000! 】

[Ramos, +779! 】

[Zidane, +555! 】

[Away fans, +2345! 】
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"I told you, let you rest!"

When Ramos clutched his sprained knee and was carried off on a stretcher by the team doctors, Li Polo still did not forget to stab him one last time:

"It's just that I didn't expect that you would end up on your own before I touched you!"

"Afraid I'd ruin your career, man?"

"I'm not that cruel! Hahahaha!"

Ramos closed his eyes, his mind filled with ghostly laughter.

He almost crushed his iron fist!
[Next time...be sure to kill him after the opening!
Even if they die together with him, they will not hesitate!

Never give him any chance to be arrogant! 】
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Ronaldo and Ramos went off at the same time, Zidane's head exploded!
Even if he has metaphysical body protection and unrivaled luck, he can't command the team to score 5 goals in a row to complete a shocking comeback under the adversity of lacking two absolute main players and spiritual leaders!

Not to mention scoring goals, the current 9-man formation will be very popular if it can keep the score of 0:4!
Zidane put his hands in his trouser pockets, his lips trembling at high speed:

[Jesus Christ, the Virgin Mary, Almighty Allah, Tathagata Buddha, and the mysterious great immortals from the East, can you lend me a little bit of your luck? 】

Before his prayer could reach the ears of the gods, Valencia tore apart his own defense with a pass and cut.

Parejo made a direct pass from the right, Li Polo quickly split the side, Feguli rushed through the penalty area at high speed, was swept away by Marcelo, and was knocked down inside the penalty area...

The referee Marenco took a look at the captain of Real Madrid, but he was still merciful. He didn't show a yellow card, but gave a verbal warning, and then awarded a penalty kick.

But Marcelo didn't appreciate it, and he was still cursing and unwilling to back away:

"How beautiful my defense is, how could it be a foul?"

Parejo glanced at Li Polo:

"Are you going to punish me?"

——As a member of Real Madrid's youth academy, Parejo couldn't bear to kick his old club into hell...

Li Poluo shrugged his shoulders, and had no intention of entering the restricted area at all:

"I don't have penalties in my regular arsenal."

Parejo couldn't help laughing.

Gaya leaned over from behind:
"Captain, if you can't bear it, replace me! My loyalty to Valencia can be learned from time to time!"

Parejo slapped him on the face:
"I'm the captain of Valencia now!"
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"Oh? Is Parejo trying to fulfill Li Polo's feat of five sons being admitted to the Imperial Academy?"

Of course, Zhan Jun captured the communication between the two, and he was faintly excited.

But three seconds later, he was disappointed:

"Li Polo didn't accept the captain's kindness, and in the end it was Parejo who stood at the 12 yard point!"

Real Madrid goalkeeper Keylor Navas has already lost.

Since joining Real Madrid in 2014, he has played nearly 100 games in three seasons. Even facing Barcelona at its peak, he has not been poured four times!

His confidence has completely collapsed. When Parejo took a shot, his mind was still blank, and he could only stretch out his hand casually by conditioned reflex.

5: 0!

Parejo, who scored a penalty, did not celebrate, even though it was not the Bernabeu.

He just expressed his thanks to Fegulli, who created the penalty opportunity, and quickly retreated to his own half.

But... the teammates behind him didn't waste any chance to celebrate.

For example, Gaya, as a Valencia youth trainer, has no psychological burden at all when celebrating.

He simply and rudely raised his right hand towards the visiting team stands, showing his slap!

Five fingers!

5: 0!

He is paying tribute to Pique back then!
Seeing this humiliating action, nearly 3000 Real Madrid fans who traveled with the team scrambled to leave the field!
The [-] fans of the home team laughed and booed them deafeningly!

"Royal Coward!"

"Don't run away!"

"The game is not over yet!"

"Where's your Juanito spirit?"

"If you're a man, fight until the last second!"

——What Juanito spirit?

Under the strong pressure, the nine Real Madrid players who remained on the field were like walking corpses, waiting for the referee to blow the whistle for the end of the game in the next second!
Marenko glanced at the players of the visiting team who had given up resisting, and sighed inwardly.

[Injury time...is it unnecessary? 】

But before he had time to blow the whistle, he saw Cancelo on the right directly inserted into Real Madrid's midfield from his own half, and then made a diagonal cross!

Facing Nacho, who had no fighting spirit, Li Polo grabbed the cross almost without any interference, and headed into the net!

6: 0!

Even if there is no penalty kick, he can still complete five admissions!
"Drip, drip, drip~~~"
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"It was a fiasco and I have nothing to say."

Ten minutes later, Zidane still appeared at the post-match press conference.

As the coach of Real Madrid, no matter how angry he is, he must maintain basic etiquette and must not lose control.

Facing the media, he lavishly praised his opponent's performance:
"Valencia was perfect today, they were almost flawless, and Li Polo even more so. After Real Madrid, I have been coaching the best players in the world, but today, for the first time, I played against someone else. players have the same desire."

He nodded:
"I have formally made a proposal to Mr. Florentino, and hope that the club can list Li Polo as the number one signing target in this summer transfer window!"

He only said these three sentences, then turned and left.

But Gary Neville, who was originally complacent and proud of his victory over Real Madrid, changed his face drastically!
[This bald man is so rampant? 】

[Want to poach someone in person? 】

[Looking at the entire European football world, which club can stop it! 】

[This insidious bald man! 】

His good mood suddenly disappeared!
But Li Polo, who was sitting next to him, quit:

"I expect Coach Zidane to come up with a detailed plan. For example, my salary in Real Madrid must be the highest salary. Of course, I must also be the core of tactics. Other BBCs can only support me. .”

"If you don't even have this bit of sincerity, just shut up!"

"If I still don't see what I want before the next match, then I will score 5 more!"

Zidane, who hadn't had time to walk out of the gate, turned dark!
[As for the transfer, it doesn't count if I'm a bald man! 】

[If you want the highest salary and tactical core, you must at least solve the historical problem of Ronaldo! 】

[Benitez, who wanted to solve Ronaldo, has already been kicked out. I, Zidane, don't seem to have the ability! 】

[Negative emotions from Zidane, +777! 】

[C Ronaldo, +1077! 】

Li Poluo glanced at the prompt message, and thought about it a little uncertainly:
[This Ronaldo seems to have broken the record again! 】

(End of this chapter)