The Strongest Demon Front

Five hundred and sixty-eight, presumptuous and unruly, red swaying (1)

"Yaya Toure, Kolarov, Sterling, Otamendi, Sterling, Kompany, De Bruyne...does this count as seven players in a row?"

The moment Chu Ge dribbled the ball into the penalty area, a thought flashed through Zhan Jun's mind.

Seven people in a row, this is a very sexy number. Ronaldo, who was born at the age of 20, was named an "alien" in World War I because of a long-distance raid involving seven people.

"Let's ignore that and watch this ball first."

Zhan Jun suppressed his instinct as a data party, and focused on Chu Ge who dribbled the ball into Manchester City's penalty area.

This is Manchester United's best chance to score in a passive dilemma.

Perhaps, this is also an excellent opportunity for them to come closest to scoring in the remaining games.

If this goal is scored, they are only half a step away from winning the Manchester derby.

If they win the Manchester Derby, then they will officially surpass Chelsea and become the new league leader!

This is very important!

...

sidelines.

Ferguson's hands began to tremble again.

The long-lost excitement and tension clenched the old man's heart again, making him hold his breath involuntarily.

"Chu."

He was thinking of Chu Ge's name in his heart.

Look extremely focused.

...

"Bravo!"

Lineker couldn't help expressing emotion.

He watched Chu Ge feint a few times, move sideways, and broke out from the double-team of De Bruyne and Kompany in an instant.

This time's extraordinary movement is very dexterous and decisive, but the visual effect is not as stunning as when he swung to Sterling.

But Lineker knows that such extraordinary moves are real, and only top talent players can do them.

Perfect detail control.

The rhythm is just right.

One more step would be cumbersome,

One less step and you fall into a trap,

Every step seems to be natural,

This is real art!

but.

No matter how wonderful and gorgeous the breakthrough is, it still depends on the result in the end, to see if it can score.

Incomplete regret, like Venus with a broken arm, will leave a deep impression on people. But any player is unwilling to accept that kind of regret. The only thing they pursue is victory!

...

Seeing Chu Ge enter the restricted area.

Bravo rushed out immediately.

He gave up standing on the goal line and passively waited for Chu Ge's shot. He ran towards Chu Ge quickly, opened his arms, waved his arms, and limited Chu Ge's range of movement and shooting space as fast as possible.

"At the Nou Camp, I was scored three goals by you."

"This time, I changed a team, are you still here?"

"No! Such an encounter must never happen again!"

Bravo was a little sad and angry.

Even with some grievances.

He looked at Chu Ge with fighting spirit, anger, and a bit of fear.

no doubt.

Bravo is one of the best goalkeepers in the world.

Bravo also firmly believes that he is good enough.

In December last year, in the statistical selection of the International Federation of Football History and Statistics (IFFHS), Bravo ranked second only to Bayern's Neuer, Juventus' Buffon and European Cup champion goalkeeper Patricio. The fourth best goalkeeper.

His ranking surpassed De Gea, Lloris, Oblak, Navas, Courtois and other equally outstanding goalkeepers.

This is enough to prove that Bravo is outstanding and outstanding.

Facing Chu Ge in a single-handed state, Bravo's choice was flawless and impeccable.

He made the correct judgment immediately.

He followed the correct path, at the correct speed, raised the correct arms, completed a textbook attack, and went straight to Chu Ge.

And Chu Ge didn't raise his head.

He raised his foot and rubbed lightly.

The football immediately hoisted a beautiful and deadly arc,

Fly over the head of the attacking Bravo.

Raul lobs.

The elegance of a prince!

"No!"

The familiar arc brought back the memory in Bravo's heart.

He stretched his arms as hard as he could and jumped up, trying to catch the football.

However, his attempt, like a monkey fishing for the moon in water, is doomed to be in vain.

The football relentlessly passed over Bravo's head and fell towards the goal behind the world's fourth goalkeeper.

Bravo looked back.

He saw the ball cross the goal line with ease and into the empty goal.

"It's over, it's over."

"What the fuck is a hat-trick, my God."

Bravo dropped to his knees.

Look depressed.

"GOAAAA————"

The cry of the goal roared.

The commentator elongated his tone, announcing the birth of the goal with the fullest enthusiasm and the most excited tone.

boom!

The Etihad Stadium shook instantly.

The Manchester City fans closed their eyes tightly, while a small number of Manchester United fans raised the red flag and waved it desperately.

They shouted frantically.

"Chu Ge! Chu Ge! Chu Ge! Ge Ge Ge Ge Ge Ge Ge Ge Ge Ge Ge..."

Fans may not be able to tell the difference between the Chinese song and the English goal.

However, it doesn't matter.

Shout out to refresh, relieve gas, release stress, that's enough!

Manchester City's home court instantly became a stage for Manchester United fans to celebrate.

That presumptuous red became the brightest color tonight!

...

"Oooo!"

Ferguson jumped three feet in place.

He clenched his fists, excited like a ninety-year-old child.

At this moment, the passion of football ignited the years.

Youthful vigor bursts forth from the aged body.

Ferguson seemed to be twenty years younger all of a sudden.

"Great! Awesome!"

Giggs rushed out from the coach's bench for the first time and hugged Ferguson tightly.

On the Manchester United bench, Wayne Rooney hugged Professor Ashley Young passionately. The other players sitting on the bench also shouted excitedly, screamed frantically, and clapped their hands and cheered.

"There seems to be tears in the corners of Wayne's eyes." When hugging Rooney, Professor Yang seemed to see something.

"That's not important. I really want to cry too. Boom."

Who has never experienced the decline after the glory, who can understand the sadness behind these seven-foot men.

Ashley Young hugged Rooney tightly.

The mood was mixed.

...

"3:1! 3:1! Who would have thought that Manchester United would score another goal in such a passive situation in an away game with one less player! They expanded their lead to two goals! They One step closer to winning today's Tianwangshan battle!"

"Chu Ge! Chu Ge! This is his third goal of the game! Hat trick!"

"After the Nou Camp hat-trick and Anfield hat-trick, Chu Ge once again completed a hat-trick in the Derby. This time, he conquered the Ittihad!"

"He always scored hat-tricks in the Derby opponent's stadium, which is unbelievable! Especially his third goal, it was an outstanding performance of individual ability, a world-class super run."

"Wonderful! Wonderful! I have nothing to say except wonderful!"

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