The Strongest Demon Front

One hundred and ninety-one, flammable and explosive

"Mauro"

"Icardi!"

"Mauro"

"Icardi!"

There was a tsunami in the San Francisco stadium.

In the cheers of the fans, Icardi did not celebrate the goal, he followed closely behind Chu Ge and ran his own half quickly.

Chu Ge ran to the middle circle, placed the football in the center, and quickly exited the middle circle arc.

Inter Milan's teammates have also come to their positions.

Milinkovich glanced at Chu Ge.

He blamed himself.

This ball, although it was Icardi who scored the goal, has nothing to do with him, but the foul of the free kick was caused by him.

At least half of the conceded goal belongs to Milinkovic.

Anderson is also looking at Chu Ge.

"It wasn't you who scored the goal, and it wasn't you who made the assist. Well, it's still me who is the best."

The game quickly resumed as the Inter players did not celebrate the goal.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

Lazio coach Pioli shouted from the sidelines.

Now the score is still in the lead with Lazio, and they have an advantage in numbers. As long as the rhythm can be stabilized, their hope of winning the game is still very high.

Pioli is reminding his players to calm down and don't be in a hurry.

However, Lazio wants stability, Inter Milan can not think so.

Game time is running out.

It is hard to remember once the momentum of the attack goes down.

Despite being one short of numbers, Inter's players still grit their teeth.

Push forward.

Keep attacking.

just one word,

Dry!

Under the guidance of two different tactical ideas, Lazio began to take the initiative to shrink the defense and fight Inter Milan's counterattack; while Inter Milan played their accustomed kingpin and punched the master.

Lazio's counterattack was sharp.

In particular, the speed of the two players, Candreva and Anderson, can often make Inter Milan's goal a stunner.

If it weren't for Matri's poor shooting skills and Handanovic's "dad"-level performance, Inter Milan might be two goals behind, or more.

Maybe this is the underdog.

on the offensive side.

Chu Ge is still the leader of the team.

He frequently withdraws the ball.

If he has the chance, he will dribble the ball forward quickly. If there is no chance, Chu Ge will quickly divide the football and give it to other teammates to organize.

The current Chu Ge's kicking style is gradually becoming more Europeanized.

He began to be concise and rational, rather than blindly seeking personal breakthroughs.

Of course, dribbling and breakthroughs are the characteristics of Chu Ge. As long as he is given a chance, seeking personal breakthroughs is still the operation that Chu Ge is most willing to choose.

Milinkovic is still the first gate to defend Chu Ge.

Although he suffered a loss, the talented young man was not convinced.

Wherever he fell, he would find a place. Milinkovich didn't believe that he couldn't prevent Chu Ge.

It's this stubbornness.

but.

Chu Ge likes it.

Chu Ge likes the kind of person who slammed his head into the south wall.

I finally figured out a way to deal with Milinkovich. If I encounter him in the future, it may not be easy to use when he upgrades. Now people take the initiative to find you in this game, isn't that very happy?

"It's the 80th minute of the game."

"Now it's Chu Ge who has the ball."

"He passed the ball quickly and the ball went to Medel."

"Medel passed the ball to Telles."

"Tles walks forward with the ball."

"Two Lazio players surrounded, Telles crossed the ball and the ball reached Brozovic's feet."

Before catching the ball, Brozovic shook his head from side to side to observe the situation around him.

This looks like the lungs of Barcelona, ​​Xavi.

Soon, Brozovic saw that Chu Ge had cruised to the middle, just a position where he could catch the ball.

He didn't hesitate,

He kicked the ball and passed the football to Chu Ge.

On the penalty area line, Chu Ge got the ball with his back.

The front of the penalty area on the left is just the Piero area.

Seeing Brozovic pass the ball to Chu Ge, Milinkovic immediately followed.

"I can't make you turn around this time!"

Milinkovich thought to himself.

Physical strength is his advantage. If he can stick to Chu Ge and use his body to counteract and influence Chu Ge, Milinkovich is very sure that he can guard against Chu Ge.

However.

He took the initiative to step forward and get close to him, in the middle of Chu Ge's arms.

What you're waiting for is you come forward!

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Milinkovic. When the football was passed to Chu Ge, he did not stop the ball, but turned his body sideways, covered the football behind him, and pushed the arch of his right foot at the same time. , just pushed the football towards Milinkovic-Savic's side.

At the same time, Chu Ge turned around quickly, like a slippery loach, and quickly drilled through Milinkovich's body on the other side.

Still the ball is divided!

Same recipe, same taste!

However, this time, Chu Ge's man-ball split was more sudden and unexpected.

No one thought that in such a small space as the penalty area, Chu Ge would actually repeat the same trick and use the ball again.

Milinkovich didn't think so either.

Moreover, the best part is that, whether it is the football's forward line or the timing of Chu Ge's turn, it is just right and wonderful. This time, if not blocked, Chu Ge could just wipe Milinkovic's side, then break into the penalty area and face the goalkeeper directly.

"Wonderful!"

It was so full of aura, as if it was a stroke of genius, which immediately aroused exclamations from the audience at Meazza.

Not only the audience, but all the fans watching the game couldn't help but their eyes lit up, slapped their thighs, and felt excited all of a sudden.

This person of Chu Ge has divided the ball, like the classic of Bergkamp, ​​the ice prince.

Between square inches, tossing and turning, like dancing on the tip of a knife.

skillful!

wonderful!

Amazing!

It seems like a gorgeous note, but also like a wonderful picture.

Breathtaking!

It's like enjoying a visual feast.

"Oops!"

Milinkovic-Savic understands that he has lost control of the football and Chu Ge again, while also losing his defensive position.

Almost subconsciously.

He turned around and pushed Chu Ge behind his back.

Chu Ge lost his focus and fell to the ground again.

Shhh!

Shhh!

Shhh!

The audience booed everywhere, and the harsh boos caused many fans to cover their ears with their hands.

But even if they covered their ears with their hands, they continued to boo wildly at the highest volume.

this moment.

Not only the fans at the scene, but even the audience next to the TV were scolding motherfuckers.

"Such a graceful feat to be ruined by a brutal foul. This is a blasphemy against artistic football! Shameful!"

They were very angry.

Chu Ge fell into the restricted area.

Milinkovic-Savic regretted the foul.

He knew he had made a big mistake.

At this time.

A sharp whistle sounded immediately.

Mazzoleni trotted all the way, ran into the Lazio penalty area, stretched his hands and pointed to the penalty spot.

"Pick up!"

"The referee did not hesitate to award a penalty!"

"Inter Milan has ushered in a turnaround."

"In the previous game, Inter Milan trailed Lazio 2-3, if this penalty is scored, they can tie the score."

"Inter Milan, who are two goals behind and one less player to fight, not only did not give up the game, but played very tenaciously. Such a team has shown great resilience!"

"Inter Milan needs to thank Chu Ge for winning the penalty kick. The winner of the new European Golden Boy Award has fully demonstrated his talent in this extraordinary performance. Perfect extraordinary, full of aura dance , his personal breakthrough is simply too beautiful!"

For Chu Ge's performance, the commentator was generous with praise.

on the football field.

After the penalty kick was awarded, the Lazio players immediately surrounded the referee.

They tried to justify that it was not a penalty, and even said that Chu Ge was diving.

However, there was no sign of Milinkovic-Savic among the Lazio players who surrounded the referee. The young man hid behind his teammates with a guilty conscience and wanted to pretend he didn't exist.

Oh, it's really simple.

However.

The height of 192m betrayed him.

How could the referee not find such a big target?

Shaking his head, refuting the protest, pushing the Lazio players away, Mazzoleni resolutely walked to Milinkovic.

"Yellow card!"

"The referee Mazzoleni took out a yellow card."

"Milinkovic was begging for mercy, he kept swinging his hands, trying to defend himself. Before this yellow card, the player had already received a yellow card."

"really!"

"As soon as Mazzoleni received the yellow card, he took out another red card. Two yellows turned into one red! Milinkovic was sent off!"

"penalty and red card!"

"Now, the number of players on the two teams is the same again, with ten men on both sides. Inter are one goal behind, but they won a penalty. Now, it's up to them to seize this opportunity and score a penalty. The ball to tie the score."

"When the score is 1:3 and the number of people is less than one person, who would have thought that the direction of the game would find such an earth-shaking change?"

"Inter did not give up! They fought against the wind and created a miracle!"

"And this is the charm of football!"

"Until the last moment, don't give up. Persevere, persist, perhaps, there is light ahead!"

Milinkovich lowered his head and walked to the sidelines.

The fans were booing him.

He was very depressed.

The red dot package made the young man suddenly become the sinner of the team. Lazio's lead is likely to be ruined by his reckless foul.

Milinkovic-Savic knows how wrong he has made.

He was extremely annoyed.

sidelines.

Lazio coach Pioli took the initiative to walk towards Milinkovic-Savic.

He took Milinkovic's hand and gave Milinkovic a hug.

"Don't blame yourself, kid. It's a young player's right to make mistakes, remember this lesson, and you'll be stronger in the future." Pioli stood on tiptoe and patted Milinkovic on the shoulder.

Milinkovich nodded silently.

He looked at Chu Ge a little unwillingly, then lowered his head and walked into the player tunnel.

Icardi walked towards Chu Ge holding the football.

He reached out and pulled Chu Ge up from the turf.

"Well done, Chu!"

After speaking, Icardi stuffed the football into the Chu singer.

"Icardi seems to have voluntarily surrendered the penalty kick?"

"In the past games, Icardi has always been the team's first penalty taker. However, this time, he took the initiative to hand over the football to Chu Ge, and it seemed that Chu Ge would take the penalty."

"The penalty kick was created by Chu Ge. If you let him take the penalty, it's normal."

Chu Ge smiled.

He shook his head and handed the football back to Icardi.

In this game, Icardi has scored two goals. If he scored another goal, it would be a hat-trick, his first of the season.

Of course, this is not the reason why Chu Ge gave the penalty kick.

Chu Ge's penalty kick attribute is a, and he has not practiced penalty kicks. At this time, Chu Ge took a penalty kick, and Chu Ge did not have the confidence to score the ball.

Instead of gamble-style penalty kicks, it is better to give the penalty to Mauro penalty kicker Icardi.

Now that he has entered, that is the beauty of Chu Ge's fame. Not only did he create a penalty kick, but he also took the initiative to help Icardi to complete a hat-trick, giving the credit for the equalizer to his teammates.

If not in.

hey-hey.

Mauro is just waiting to take the blame after the game.

Oh, a big black pot.

At least a ton.

Except for Benzema, I am afraid that no one in this world can control it.

"Mauro, it's you who comes, I'm very optimistic about you. Come on!" Chu Ge patted Icardi on the shoulder.

How does Icardi know Chu Ge's mind.

He was moved to tears.

He simply thought that Chu Ge was trying to complete his hat trick.

"Chu is such a good person." Icardi was full of gratitude.

Straighten the football.

Everyone exited the penalty area, except Icardi and Lazio goalkeeper Berisha.

Taking a deep breath, Icardi calmed down.

The nature of the shooter allows him to quickly enter the role.

Glancing at Berisha, Icardi runs.

Swing your legs.

Shoot!

Bang!

Football hit the net.

"3:3!"

"Inter equalized the score! They were 1:3 behind and they completed a miracle with one less team! Congrats to Inter! Congrats to Icardi!"

boom!

Meazza roared with joy.

In the cheers, a figure rushed into Lazio's net again.

Run with the ball.

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