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How about Chapter 219?Little Messi!
"Xavi! It's Harvey again! In the midst of an ordinary pass, he suddenly made such a kick and made a wonderful pass. Pedro stepped in behind and left the entire Inter Milan defense behind."

Amidst the shouts of the commentator, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became hot. Pedro, who seized the loopholes in Inter Milan's defense and achieved a breakthrough, sprinted with the ball.

On the right side of Inter Milan, Bosch, who switched to right back in this field, yelled inwardly, and immediately followed
Pedro sprinted for three or four meters, suddenly stopped and turned around deftly, and he passed the ball.

It is a ground ball, an inverted triangle pass, the most commonly used routine by Barcelona.

Iniesta, Xiaobai slapped the horse to catch up, and received the pass on the left side of the penalty area.

The next moment, Xiaobai twisted his buttocks and performed his classic extraordinary move - Fried meatballs, and easily passed Muntari who rushed forward and was about to rob.

Dangerous, extremely dangerous, Inter Milan's goal was directly exposed in front of Iniesta.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that he, he didn't hit the goal immediately, but kicked lightly, and passed the ball back to Pedro.

Yes, Saber, who moved erratically, did not stop after passing the ball, but ran horizontally and directly cut into the Inter Milan penalty area.

Pedro, Pedro has the ball and it's onside.

Him, can he shoot?
No, he didn't shoot, he made a wall and passed the ball back to the middle.

There, there is a small no-man's land there, and Iniesta, who is as light as a swallow and walks lightly on his feet, just ran to the place.

"Ah! Can he shoot? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Under the extremely tense atmosphere, the commentator suddenly interrupted.

Iniesta, he shoots, swings his right leg.

No, not a shot, but a feint.Him, he passed the ball.

"Ah! Ibrahimovic, Ibrahimovic arrived suddenly, and he shot angrily at the ball..." the commentator continued excitedly.

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a bang, and Ibrahimovic's violent shot bounced off Sassel's left arm.

"There is still a chance..." the commentator continued, "ah, Messi..."

At this time, on the court, at some point, Messi suddenly appeared, and with a light flick of his left foot, he picked up the ball that was close at hand.

With this light stroke, the ball passed over the head of Cesar, who had just stood up halfway from the ground. With incomparable precision, he spun slowly and flew towards the goal behind him.

"Messi! Leo Messi! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!" The commentator was full of passion and burst into an unprecedented powerful roar.

However, before he could finish his yelling, the referee's whistle blew.

"This, what's going on here? Referee, did the referee indicate that Messi's goal was offside? This, this is impossible!"

"Maybe, maybe it was really offside, Inter Milan, the soldiers of Inter Milan really broke out in a cold sweat! They, they escaped from death, and they escaped a catastrophe."

The two commentators said very regretfully.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, this is the last chance in the first half, and there are only ten seconds left in stoppage time."

"However, although Inter Milan is leading, Barcelona, ​​Barcelona, ​​​​don't be discouraged. They, they still have a chance. In this game, it is not certain who will win or lose!"

"Ah! What's the matter? We saw the goalkeeper of Inter Milan sitting on the ground, no way! Cesar was injured."

"Maybe he was injured in the save just now! Look at him walking with a limp, how pitiful, maybe he was injured."

"Inter Milan is really unlucky today! He still has tape on his nose! This time he injured his leg again, the Brazilian is really unlucky."

Amidst the nagging of the two commentators, Cesar limped and kicked the goal kick, and the game continued, but it didn't take long before the 3 minutes of stoppage time came, and the referee on duty blew the whistle for the first half. The end whistle.

"How is it? Little Messi!"

On the way to the locker room, the elated Zhang Han found Messi again, stretched out three fingers, waved in front of Messi, and said very arrogantly.

"Zhang Han! You are so boring!" Messi didn't speak, and waved his hand, as if saying so.

However, Zhang Han fully understood Messi's silent language, and only heard him continue: "How can I be bored! I am not bored at all, and I only scored three goals! Unlike someone who only scored two goals." One." He stretched out two more fingers, dangling in front of Messi's eyes.

Messi is so angry!He gritted his teeth, but he couldn't attack, he could only make his little face turn red.

"What's the matter? You're angry, don't mind. If you get angry, your body won't be good. What if you can't get pregnant!" This bitch Zhang Han is happy when he sees Messi angry. He thinks his greatest hobby in life is to tease The shy briquette king is gone.

Messi suddenly laughed, and Zhang Han was a little baffled. He shook his finger and said arrogantly: "Zhang Han, don't be arrogant, just wait and see in the second half! I will score again."

"Okay! That's great," Zhang Han grabbed Messi's shoulders, but Messi didn't appreciate his kindness, so he opened his hand hard, "I'm waiting for you, Leo, don't worry! Even if you don't enter Ball, I won't laugh at you, even if I laugh at you, I won't laugh out loud..."

Da da, Zhang Han was like a machine gun, nagging in Messi's ear endlessly, and finally, the briquette king really couldn't take it anymore, and hurriedly fled to the locker room.

However, after returning to the locker room, Zhang Han couldn't be happier anymore.

"How is it? Is the injury serious?" He stared at Sussel's slender thigh and asked with a worried expression on his face.

Of course, Cesar's thighs are not slender at all, he uses his own thighs as a standard to measure.

"Probably not!" Before Cesar could speak, a male team doctor answered for him.

This guy may not have a good impression of Zhang Han, and his tone of voice is stiff. He is the Mike who has been secretly in love with Lin Qing.As a rival in love, he wanted to tear Zhang Han apart, but he was worried that he would not be able to beat him, so he could only use some verbal violence.

"What do you think? Can you still persist?" Zhang Han asked with great concern as he helped the limping Sassel sit on the small bed in the brown dressing room.

Sussel broke out in cold sweat from the pain, but he didn't admit defeat at all, and smiled very reluctantly: "No problem, Captain, I'm completely fine."

While talking, Mourinho also walked in, maybe he just went to the bathroom just now, because the door below him hasn't closed yet!The red and blue underwear inside was exposed.

Zhang Han also saw it, and he barely held back his smile, "Coach, I think we should make a substitution! I think this guy said yes, but he will definitely die."

(End of this chapter)