football's number one madman

Chapter 363 Iron fist of anger! Ronaldo beats Lee Polo!

"What have you been doing?"

After returning to the locker room, Parejo glanced at Li Polo.

"I'm just worried about them getting depressed and making the second half garbage time, so I want to give them some encouragement."

Lee Polo shrugged his shoulders:

"But I seem to think too much. They have cheered up and will usher in another 45 minutes of fierce fighting in the second half!"

As the captain of Real Madrid's youth training team, he put his arms around the shoulders of his teammates and lowered his voice at the same time:

"Please, can you save some face for them..."

Li Boluo stood up with a bang, which immediately attracted the attention of the whole team.

Gary Neville was leaning against the wall, chatting with the two assistants with a relaxed face. Seeing him raise his hand, he quickly stood up straight and coughed:
"What's the matter with you, Mr. Poirot?"

Li Bo Luo rolled his eyes:

"My surname is Li, Mr. Gary. I want to report with my real name. Someone is using the authority of the captain to coerce me into releasing water on Real Madrid!"

Big Neville glanced at Captain Pa with a small snow-white face, held back a smile and nodded:

"Understood. Although I trust our captain very much, in order to avoid suspicion, let Rodrigo and DePaul handle the penalty kicks and set kicks in the second half!"

"Long live Mr. Gary!"

Rodrygo just blew his whistle when another teammate raised his hand:

"Report to the coach, Rodrygo is also in Real Madrid's youth training!"

Rodrigo's little black face immediately collapsed, and the whole locker room was filled with joyful atmosphere.

The "inner ghost" Parejo, who was reported tragically, gave Li Polo a displeased look, then swung his fist and hit him on the lower abdomen!
"Damn! It's hot! It's hard! It hurts!"

[Negative emotions from Parejo, +55! 】
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"drop!"

Blüsch blew the whistle to start the second half.

The referee took a deep breath, glanced at player No. 9 of the white team who was less than five meters away from him, and shook his head silently.

In just 45 minutes of the first half, this restless guy not only scored two goals, but also caused a general of the opponent to go off the field with a red card!
Blüsch also whistled Valencia for several UEFA Champions League games. Except for the games where the strengths and weaknesses were too clear, as long as Li Polo appeared on the field, every time it would not be worry-free!

[I hope...the second half can be spent safely! 】

The German silently made a sign of the cross on his chest and took a step forward.

Then...he saw the number 9 of the white team rushing directly towards the number 7 of the purple team!
"Your presentation was really good! More motivating than Gerrard's in Istanbul!"

Lee Polo gave Ronaldo a thumbs up:
"The only problem is... we are not AC Milan!"

Ronaldo took a sharp breath and tried his best to keep calm, but he still responded to Li Polo's provocation:
"I admit that you are a strong opponent, but don't be too happy!"

This is the first time Ronaldo has expressed his approval to Lee Polo, and Lee Polo was in a trance for a moment.

Since the proudest and most tsundere people are so honest, Lee Polo felt compelled to be honest as well.

The midfielders of the two sides were strangled. Modric, Kroos, and Isco were fighting fiercely with Perez, DePaul, and Rodrigo. They even pulled the front line back to Marcelo's side, so that Lee Polo and Ronaldo have become a paradise here...

Li Poluo groaned, and nodded sincerely to Ronaldo:
"Since you are so sincere, I must also say sorry to you."

Ronaldo froze for a moment, completely unaccustomed to his attitude.

The on-site director captured the movements of the two of them for the first time, and quickly gave a close-up shot.

"Modric slaloms in Marseille, DePaul fights bravely... eh? Li Polo is talking frequently with Ronaldo. Judging from their expressions, it is completely impossible to see that the pre-match media played up such a conflict..."

Zhan Jun, who was paying attention to the six-person melee one second, wished he could become a lip-talking master the next second.

Zhang Lu chuckled, and then asked a question:
"Although the relationship between the two of them is not life and death, but... is it so close?"

But just two seconds later, the painting style suddenly changed!
Ronaldo's expression suddenly changed from calm to furious!
He swung his right hand uncontrollably, as if he wanted to punch the dog's head in front of him!

Because he heard an intolerable provocation:

"I have to apologize, because your Golden Globes will only stay at 4 forever."

He took a deep breath to calm his restless mood.

A voice echoed in his heart:
[My Golden Globe Award is one less than Messi's because Pu Gan is too powerful!The judges are so blind!Xavi and Iniesta are too generous! 】

Then he heard the other party add another sentence:
"Sorry, you have no chance to catch up with Messi again!"

The calm expression that Ronaldo tried his best to maintain... collapsed in an instant!
[Negative emotions from Ronaldo, +7777! 】

His anger could no longer be controlled, and he punched the handsome face opposite, who seemed extremely sincere, but was actually full of malice!
"Oh!"

Li Poluo fell to the ground!

Cardiff Millennium Stadium, at this moment, is silent!

Only a sharp whistle pierced the night sky:

"Drip~~~"
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Modric is still trying his best to move the football. He is like a nimble loach, shuttling back and forth among Valencia's many defensive players, but no one can stop his footsteps.

Although...he is getting farther and farther away from the core area, but this set of escape moves is enough to make him firmly seated as the number one midfielder of the contemporary era.

He just paid tribute to the head coach on the sidelines with a chic Marseille maneuver, which was enough to welcome the applause and cheers of the fans, but at this moment the stands were silent.

Modric is not a laity who is keen on fame and fortune, not to mention that the team is still lagging behind at this time, he fully understands the feelings of the fans.

But the next moment, he understood:
As early as several seconds ago, the focus of the audience was no longer on him!

"drop!!!"
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Blüsch blew his whistle twice in a row, and hurried to the first incident.

He was in an extremely bad mood, because at this moment, less than 2 minutes had passed since the start of the second half...

The No. 9 of the white team, which he listed as the [key observation object] before the game, once again created a big event!

But... this time he didn't shovel someone else, but was overthrown by another emperor superstar!
Seeing Li Polo lying on his back clutching his nose, even if Blüsch wanted to investigate the truth, he could only enforce the law impartially!

He hooked his hand towards Ronaldo, and then took out the bright red card from his pocket!

Violence hurts people, straight red! -
"Wow!"

The entire stadium was suddenly filled with commotion!
"After Ramos, Ronaldo was also sent off!"

"Real Madrid is finished!"

The commentators from England let out gloating laughter. They were happy to see a super giant like Real Madrid fall into such a desperate situation!
"..."

"Why is Ronaldo so restless?"

"He knows that Li Polo is not a good person, why does he still talk to him so often?"

"In the past two seasons, among the more than 20 teams in La Liga, many players tried to beat him verbally, but what was the final result?"

The narrator from Madrid can only hold the victim accountable.

——After all, if Ronaldo ignored Li Polo's provocation from the very beginning, the next thing might not have happened at all! -
Ronaldo, who received a red card, calmed down instead.

Looking at Li Poluo's face covered in blood, he couldn't help but spit.

[This guy is a ruthless person! 】

【He precisely grasped the most unbearable part of my heart! 】

The reason why Ronaldo was so angry that he couldn't restrain it was not because Li Polo used his number of Golden Globes to provoke himself, but because Li Polo used a word that he couldn't accept:

"Catch up!"

[I, Cristiano Ronaldo, have never been weaker than others in my life. What are we talking about catching up? 】

[This word is the biggest insult to me! 】

[The only thing I need to chase after is my never-ending competitive spirit! 】

(End of this chapter)