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Chapter 217 Goal PK

Chapter 217 Goal PK
"Yes, Leo is trying his best to PK with Zhang Han!"

"Yes, this is the ace of Barcelona and the ace of Inter Milan, competing for the world's number one contest, and the two of them are competing! No one wants to admit defeat."

"Yeah! Now Ronaldo is severely suppressed by Barcelona in Real Madrid, and only Inter Milan's Zhang Han can compete with Messi!"

This narrator may like Messi a little bit more, obviously belittling Zhang Han, but his companion heard it, and said angrily: "It should be Messi challenging Zhang Han! Don't forget, last year it was Zhang Han. Han won the UEFA Champions League and the World Footballer of the Year, he is truly the number one in the world.”

"So what? Zhang Han didn't score as many goals as Messi last year! I just like Messi's agility. You see, how good he is with the ball, and he plays much more enjoyable than Zhang Han..."

"Zhang Han kicked more powerfully! It looks even better..."

The two funny narrators quarreled.

"Ah! I'm sorry, we are joking, I hope everyone enjoys watching, in fact, Messi, Zhang Han, and Real Madrid's Ronaldo, they, they are the top players in the world..."

A commentator hurriedly said, explain, although the explanation is very weak, but fortunately enough entertainment, the fans just listened to it as a joke.

It has to be said that the commentators are professional, and their guess was very correct. After only 3 minutes, Zhang Han, who saw Messi's goal demonstration, couldn't help it, and returned the color.

During a counterattack by Inter Milan, Zhang Han singled out the entire defense line of Barcelona. He tested the angry Valdes with a super long shot from outside the penalty area.

The ball was spun directly to the upper right corner, so poor Valdes, who is not tall, used his strength to hold the ball over the crossbar, but Barcelona couldn't escape the corner kick destiny.

Zhang Han is very domineering and direct. He is like a wall in Barcelona's restricted area, blocking the Spaniard, and Pique can't move at all.

Then, he jumped high, swung his head, and sent the ball into the near corner of the goal that was close at hand.

Due to the close distance and full strength, Valdés had no time to react at all, so he could only scold and pick up the ball from the goal.

This time, Zhang Han did not celebrate the goal, but stared at Messi with big eyes, winking his right eye mischievously, as if to say, you, you also scored one!If you want to PK with me, it's still too early!
Messi understood what Zhang Han wanted to express, he bowed his head and walked away, as if to say, just wait and see!There are good-looking ones for you.

Sure enough, when the first half was close to 30 minutes, Messi took advantage of a free kick in the frontcourt to fight back.

The ball hit the upper left corner, the ball spun violently, with a large arc and strong force, Cesar guessed the right direction, and decisively flew to save, he fell hard on the turf, and smelled a puff in his nose The smell of blood.

He had a nosebleed as his poor nose hit the ball from a free-kick from the abominable Messi.

The raw pain, the raw pain made the Brazil national team cry, lying on the ground in pain for a long time.

However, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that even though Sussel sacrificed his nose, his high nose bridge could not stop the hateful ball from flying into the goal, so he is really desperate There is.

"The score on the field became 2:2. Zhang Han and Messi scored two goals each. It seems that the two of them really competed today. They are competing to score goals!"

"Isn't that good? The fans will be able to see a wonderful goal battle."

However, this is obviously just the commentator's point of view. Inter Milan coach Mourinho will never agree. He stood on the sidelines with Guardiola and roared desperately.

The Inter Milan players on the court understood the meaning of the madman, "I'm angry! I'm very dissatisfied with your performance on the court."

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Mourinho is of course dissatisfied. Inter Milan just scored two goals with difficulty, and they were immediately equalized by Barcelona. You know, they are the ones defending.

The madman roared for a while, and took advantage of Barcelona's chance to celebrate, and called several players on the field over, maybe to arrange some specific tactics!
It must be, because after kicking off again, Messi had an extra bodyguard—Fith Duffy, a player who was about the same height and as agile as Messi. Pleasantly, casually dribbled past.

However, on the other side, Guardiola, who was standing next to the madman, was not a vegetarian either. He reacted quickly and yelled at the field a few times.

On the field, Puyol, the golden lion king, understood. He found other Barcelona players and changed their lineup to 4-3-3. Obviously, he didn't want to give Inter Milan a good counterattack because of the lack of people in the backcourt. Chance.

The game started again, and Inter Milan lost the ball without passing two kicks. This is in line with Mourinho's spirit, giving the ball to the opponent.

And Barcelona seems to have made some changes. Harvey's crosses and back passes have increased, and he played a monkey game in the Inter Milan half.

Barcelona's Tai Chi tactics were indeed very effective. While they created several scoring opportunities, Inter Milan's counterattack was also stifled, and it was difficult to fight again.

"so boring!"

Standing in the frontcourt at this time, Zhang Han, who had nothing to do, looked at the ball that had been unable to pass the midfield, and said depressedly.

In the last ten minutes of the first half, he only had two chances to counterattack. Unfortunately, once he dribbled the ball a bit too much and was tackled by the mighty Puyol. Once, the ball passed too far. Big, he didn't catch up at all, and was confiscated by Valdez.

"That's not okay, why do I feel like I have no chance at all!"

Zhang Han, who couldn't get the ball in the front court, became impatient and began to think.

When there was 1 minute left in the first half, his eyes finally lit up and he thought of it.

"Hey! Why am I so stupid! Standing here all the time, how could there be a chance!" Zhang Han looked at the gap between Barcelona's center back and full back, and laughed excitedly.

Sure enough, when he started to run wildly in the frontcourt, Barcelona's Puyol and Pierre couldn't let it go, and felt uncomfortable immediately.

The next moment, before they could think about why they felt uncomfortable, the situation on the field changed dramatically.

It was Boss. Boss was on the back line and sent a long pass with excellent quality. Then, Zhang Han got an excellent opportunity on the right, in the gap between the center back and the full back.

"Zhang Han! Zhang Han got the ball, he, there is no one around him, the distance, the nearest Alves is three meters away!"

The narrator suddenly roared excitedly.

(End of this chapter)

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