football's number one madman

Chapter 648 You play with me!
"This long shot... is incredible!"

Lineker in the live broadcast room couldn't control his emotions and shouted out loud.

As a commentator who has followed Lee Polo for three seasons, he is very aware of the player's ability, so he was more shocked than the general audience.

Carragher pouted:
"He's completely fooled! Compared to Gerrard, Alonso or Riise...his long-range shot is too far away!"

Ferdinand issued a warm reminder:
"I advise you to pay attention to your speech, otherwise, the next time Li Polo plays against Liverpool, he will very likely vent all his dissatisfaction with you on Liverpool!"

Carragher didn't dare to say a word!

Ferdinand was not joking, Li Polo, a narrow-minded bastard, if a massacre were to be staged at Anfield, the culprit, Ka Dashang, might be expelled from the list of celebrities by the fans! -
"drop!"

While the three commentators were still joking, the situation on the court changed suddenly.

Lee Polo, who had just been hooked by Van Dyke, fell to the ground. The referee Oliver blew his whistle immediately, and then ran to the scene of the incident while reaching out for cards from his pocket.

"I do!"

"You beat me up, and you still want to punish me?"

"You step on a horse to be a human being!"

Looking at Oliver, who was aggressive and unkind, Van Dyke was so angry that he swears, wishing he could kick Lee Polo who was lying on the ground and moaning.

[Negative emotions from Van Dyke, +1748! 】

Oliver, who enforced the law impartially, finally held up the yellow card, and Klopp on the sidelines couldn't help but slumped on the sofa...

[Four generals on the back line, the most reliable Van Dijk was the first to get a yellow card...]

[As long as that cunning bastard plays tricks and gets the Dutchman off the field, how can the remaining three big colanders stop Chelsea's attack? 】

[Klopp, +1566! 】

"Ah this..."

Lineker in the live broadcast room had no choice but to remain silent.

Carragher still couldn't control his emotions, and directly cursed:
"Li Polo is a bastard, he doesn't deserve to be called a professional player at all!"

"Even Ronaldo, whom I never looked down on, would not perform so brazenly..."

He suddenly paused, recalling that in the 2006 World Cup, Ronaldo "killed" Rooney, which led to the tragic elimination of the Three Lions, and immediately changed his words:

"Forget it, they are all equally shameless!"

As soon as he finished scolding, he saw Li Poluo get up from the ground, walked to the referee's side, and communicated with Oliver.

Carragher became even more angry:
"He still thinks one yellow card is not enough?"

"Liverpool must file a complaint after the game, and we demand a full investigation of Lee Polo!"

"His existence is nothing but negative publicity and smearing of football!"

"The FA and UEFA should directly ban this scum from any football activity!"

He hadn't finished cursing yet, but he saw the disbelief on Oliver's face, and after hesitating again and again, he raised the yellow card again.

"Oh, No~~~"

Carragher almost cried!
Before he had time to utter the most vicious curse at the referee, Oliver crossed his hands and waved twice in front of his chest:

"Yellow card cancelled!"

"..."

"???"

A bunch of black question marks popped up in everyone's head.

Even Van Dyke was about to pee in fright!

[What is the operation of stepping on the horse? 】

[Where is my yellow card? 】

【You performed for a long time just to amuse me? 】
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The referee Oliver was also very depressed.

I thought it was a bright-eyed card, but was corrected by the "victim" on the spot, and strongly demanded to cancel the yellow card...

Lee Polo himself put it this way:

"I just didn't stand up, slipped and fell, and it has nothing to do with the big stupid over here."

Van Dyke clenched his iron fist and gritted his teeth:
【You are a fool when you step on a horse! 】

[Van Dyke, +233! 】

Li Poluo glanced at him, patted his chest, and said proudly:
"How? Is it enough brother?"

"I am the winner of the Premier League's best sportsmanship award this season!"

Finally, Van Dyke couldn't bear it any longer, and punched him with a sandbag-like iron fist!
Unexpectedly, Li Poluo had predicted his movements long ago, turned slightly to avoid it, and stretched out his feet to make a hook!
Van Dyke's huge body suddenly lost his balance and crashed to the ground!
"Referee! Isn't this a red card?"

Van Dyke had a flash of inspiration and immediately raised his hand to complain.

But Oliver, who had had enough of the endless squabbling between them, turned around and pointed at the middle circle:

"Hurry up and kick off!"

Van Dyke, who was lying on the ground, felt aggrieved:
"My fall... was it for nothing?"

[Van Dyke, +555! 】
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After a yellow card turmoil, the game finally resumed.

Liverpool tried to launch many offensives, but they were all broken one by one by Kanter's midfield defense. Even if Mane, Salah and Firmino got the chance to shoot, they failed to break through Navas' ten fingers.

Although Navas is almost 32 years old, his physical fitness has not declined significantly-not to mention that he also eliminated Liverpool with Real Madrid last season. He is very familiar with the characteristics of the Red Arrows. Still have a lot of experience.

But despite this, Keylor Navas is not 100% safe. Liverpool almost scored in the 42nd minute. Firmino retreated to receive the ball and sent a direct pass. Alonso, who chased back, waded past Navas who abandoned the goal and attacked, and there was only an empty goal left in front of him!
But he then pushed the empty goal on the right side of the penalty area, but Rudiger returned to the defense in time to clear the siege in front of the goal line, and missed an excellent opportunity to pull back a goal!

The football that completed the clearance flew to Azpilicueta's feet. The Blues vice-president glanced at the frontcourt and swung his big foot directly, which was a long pass over 70 meters!
The time for all Liverpool fans to tremble with fear has finally arrived!
Li Poluo and the entire defense line of the Red Army... started the [-]-meter sprint!

Van Dijk, Gomez, and Robertson, the three defenders have been chasing and intercepting Lee Polo from the very beginning!
Don't ask where Alexander-Arnold is on the left, when this counterattack started, he was still participating in the attack near the corner flag of Chelsea!
[Can't catch up! 】

[Can't catch up! 】

Robertson and Gomez have exerted all their strength, but Lee Polo's back is getting farther and farther away.

The tall and long-legged Van Dijk was also powerless and shocked.

[Compared to Valencia, this guy is obviously faster! 】

[Even if you hire Bolt as a personal trainer every day, you can't make it so much faster, can you? 】

They just watched Li Poluo throw away everyone like a super sports car, and catch up with the ball without hesitation.

I saw that Li Poluo accurately judged the trajectory of the football's landing point, and lightly completed a whole set of movements with stops and trips, and then broke into the penalty area and shot angrily!

"Oh!"

Alisson desperately flew sideways, and this explosive shot that was sure to win was unexpectedly thrown out by him!
[Negative emotions from Li Bo Luo, +666! 】

Mignolet, who was sitting on the bench, shook his head:
【Why are you rushing at him? 】

Before Alisson had time to get up from the goal line, he saw Li Polo, as if he had disembarked, appearing precisely on the route where the football rebounded...

The next plot, the Brazilian goalkeeper can imagine with his eyes closed!
4: 1!

【MMP! 】

Alisson clutched his wrist that was numb from the shock just now, wanting to cry but no tears!
[Negative emotions from Alisson Becker, +555! 】

(End of this chapter)