Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

Chapter 922 The Battle of Tianwang Mountain (5)

"Manchester City also made adjustments here, Tevez came on and replaced Milner."

"Huh? It seems that it's not over yet. Guardiola seems to be looking for something on the bench?"

In the camera, Guardiola swept two laps on the bench. Except for the young Xavi Garcia, Manchester City actually had no other forwards.

This made him feel cold for a moment, and then he looked at the field: "After all, it is my problem."

After the substitution, Manchester City began to counterattack frantically, but such a counterattack seemed to come too late.

The game time is 77 minutes.

The Manchester City striker with two forwards is even sharper. De Bruyne sent an iconic C-shaped kick from the right wing, aiming directly at the left wing of the penalty area line!

There, Yaya Toure clung to Lindy, almost preventing him from jumping with a foul.

Tevez behind him resisted Nacho, tapped the football with his chest, and knocked it to Silva who was catching up.

After the latter attracted the defense, he pushed his foot horizontally, and De Bruyne, who came through, just kicked the ball, and even Lindy couldn't step forward to block it for a while.

At this moment, Liverpool's No. 8 suddenly appeared, blocking all frontal angles, forcing De Bruyne to temporarily go to the far corner.

De Gea watched the familiar person shoot from a familiar angle, and only took one step, and the ape arm lightly relaxed in exchange for a sentence.

"Pionlier! De Gea!"

"In the face of Manchester City's long-range shot, as long as De Gea's attention is concentrated enough, it is too difficult to score."

For this alone, almost all the fans in front of the TV nodded silently.

No matter what heavy artillery or skill player you are, it doesn't seem to work in front of a prepared De Gea.

However, Lindy knew that it was the result of tens of thousands of long-range shots he had practiced with De Bruyne.

Even Shirley said to him in surprise: "Your friend seems to have broken through the upper limit of your talent. This happens, but it is very rare."

De Bruyne also frowned, what the hell, they are too familiar with each other!

At the 79th minute of the game time, the moment to change the fate of the game finally came.

Ronaldinho communicated with Gerrard in the midfield, trying to keep the rhythm under Liverpool's feet as much as possible.

With two veterans and Lindy playing the needle, Manchester City's players seemed to have no choice but to commit fouls.

But they seem to have underestimated Manchester City's determination, Ronaldinho was directly surrounded by three people after receiving the ball.

Originally, he wanted to use his skills and physical advantages to firmly control the ball at his feet.

But De Bruyne and the others didn't talk about martial arts at all, they pulled and dragged, and broke the ball from under his feet.

When he showed his snow-white teeth and smiled and raised his hand to signal a foul, the referee turned a blind eye with pity.

The crowd applauded, and Lindy asked angrily when passing by the referee: "Isn't it a foul after getting started?"

As he spoke, he imitated Kia Toure's pulling action.

But the referee just said indifferently: "Lin, what you have to do is to play well, ok? I have my law enforcement standards, will you still lose?"

When Lindy heard it, this guy played the balance card?

You underestimate the influence of Liverpool, don't you?

Thinking of this, he didn't want to get entangled with the opponent anymore, so he accelerated forward directly, and it was Yaya Toure who was dribbling the ball in front.

In front of the referee, Lindy, who was a little angry, broke out directly and surpassed Yaya Toure in an instant.

Without waiting for De Bruyne's warning, Lindy's shoulder slammed into him like a hero's sledgehammer.

Yaya Toure felt a sense of elegance when he was racing over 200 yards a while ago, and his whole body seemed to fly.

In the next second, the pain from falling to the ground reached his brain.

Lindy, on the other hand, stepped on the football, turned around, raised his head, and looked at the referee provocatively.

As if to say: "Show me clearly, this is not a fucking foul!"

This scene made the Liverpool fans in front of the TV almost so excited that they jumped up!

"Fuck! Domineering, I was so excited just now that I kicked my girlfriend off the sofa, this mother measdkhaf..."

"Great! My Emperor Lin, is rampant!"

"Ouch, it's finally a heavy punch. I think the referee has been upset for a long time!"

On the court, Lindy spotted the helpless Ronaldinho and sent the ball over.

Liverpool, attack.

Ronaldinho smiled even more happily after catching the ball again, and with a flick of his ankle, Zabaleta seemed to see an alien again.

He stared wide-eyed at the football passing under his crotch and the disappearing figure of Ronaldinho.

At this moment, Xiao Luo felt that his eyes were empty.

Gusts of fresh wind carried the amazement of the stadium, like a symphony into his ears.

It's like midsummer when I was 18 years old.

The fans at the Etihad Stadium only saw the elf with flowing hair and a strong figure rushing towards their penalty area like lightning.

A confident Ronaldinho.

Facing the attacking Joe Hart, he kicked and shot directly from the penalty area line.

Without any suspense, Joe Hart could only look at the ball and sigh.

Tevez, who was far away from the arc of the penalty area, gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of anger.

He fell to his knees and beat the ground with both hands.

Probably, this means killing the enemy intentionally and being powerless, right?

Guardiola on the sidelines slowly let out a breath and looked up at the sky. England's summer has not come yet, and he has already lost.

On the other side, everyone in Liverpool was already dancing with excitement, not afraid of the boos and abuse of Manchester City fans behind them.

Ronaldinho smiled and stopped, celebrating without any frenzy.

Just watching the football rolling into the goal in the distance seems to be caught in some kind of memory.

But soon, teammates came up to hug him.

"4 to 1, the game has lost all suspense."

"With the last 10 minutes, Liverpool will be crowned king!"

"At this moment, Liverpool's red paints the sky of Manchester and also the sky of England."

"Let's enjoy the last 10 minutes."

As Lao Zhan's voice fell, Liverpool fans all over the world fell into complete madness.

People hug everyone around them and share their joy.

The beer splashing in the bar is the joy when people toast, the shaking door in the toilet and the low drinking from the throat are the catharsis of people's passion.

Don't blame the shaking cars parked on the side of the road, those are Liverpool couples who can't go to the scene to watch the game.

Don't pay attention to the little dust falling from the ceiling and the creaking sound of shaking. People waited for a whole year before they got this champion. How about checking the status of the basalt head?

When you're passing by a dark alley, please don't stick your head out to disturb impatient fans who have just found No Man's Land.

Don't look at the regularly shaking figures and hands pressed on the glass on the floor-to-ceiling windows of those hotels. The dim light will lose your eyes.

In those small boxes, the shy little milk dog covered his vitals with his hands and asked shyly, "Girl, why are you like this?"

The woman sneered: "When my mother is happy, she eats the soft but not the hard!"

After finishing speaking, she pulled down her shoulder straps on both sides, twisted the water snake's waist and turned down, her eyes were like silk.

We all know that at this critical moment, there is a rule: it is better to watch the ball than to watch the ball.

This is a carnival that belongs exclusively to the winners!

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