football's number one madman

Chapter 535 I didn't mean to!

"Barcelona, ​​who returned to the home court, really gained a great bonus. Not only did they occupy a certain advantage in offense, but even their defense became more stable. Although Chelsea's attacks were very threatening, they were ultimately useless. Returning with success..."

Watching the game enter a stalemate, Zhan Jun breathed a sigh of relief and made a staged summary.

Jia Tianning was not as relaxed as him.

Finally, he was able to explain a Champions League match of Lee Polo, but after nearly 20 minutes of the game, Lee Polo failed to score a goal. Can you not be anxious?
He even sprayed all of Lee Polo's teammates in his heart:
[What are these bastards in Chelsea doing? 】

[Hazard, what ball do you bring?Hurry up and pass! 】

[If you can't pass the ball, you can pass it to Cesc Fabregas! 】

【He is Lee Polo's number one dog leg! 】

As soon as he thought of Fabregas, Kante sent the football to the latter's feet.

This outstanding member of the La Masia youth training camp was somewhat confused in the Nou Camp. Several times he regarded the side wearing the red and blue jersey as his home team, but instead regarded Chelsea, who was wearing a pure white jersey, Seen as Barcelona's deadly enemy...

When he was about to move forward with the ball, a blur suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a low figure came from the side, stretched out his foot like lightning, and hooked the football away!
That figure... Fabregas was very familiar with it.

It is none other than his old friend - Messi!
"Messi returns to defend and intercept himself?!"

Both Zhan Jun and Jia Tianning were taken aback.

Before they had time to reflect on Messi's interception, the king of Barcelona had already dribbled the ball to the left side of the penalty area. When caught off guard, Kante, Christensen and Azpilicueta could only bite the bullet and form an encirclement. Want to form a numerical advantage locally.

Suarez suddenly thrust diagonally, and Rudiger immediately stuck up, blocking Messi's only passing line.

But without any hesitation, Messi swept his left foot to the right, and the football passed behind Suarez and flew directly to the empty right!

"This is... Chuan Da..."

Zhan Jun only had time to say four words before he saw a black lightning coming directly from the right!
"Dembele?!"

Jia Tianning shouted his name out of breath.

After receiving the ball, the king of the ball even paused on purpose, allowing Alonso, who was defending back, to make an empty shot.

Courtois touched the ball but couldn't stop it from flying into the net!
2:0! (total score 3:5)

Thunderous cheers from the stands at Camp Nou!
The king of climbing balls suddenly became the king of fragrant balls!
At the beginning of the season, Dembele, who joined at a sky-high price, had been recuperating for nearly four months after his transfer. At that time, Barcelona fans almost scolded his [-]th generation of ancestors out of the coffin.

But at this moment, Dembele has become the prince of Camp Nou!
Nearly [-] spectators were chanting his name:

"Osman~~~Dembele!!!"

After scoring the goal, Dembele was full of emotion, but he didn't forget the big brother who gave him an assist. He hugged Messi for the first time, wanting to share the joy together.

But Messi patted his head, his expression still serious:

"We're two goals away!"

Dembele nodded fiercely, and saw another big brother Suarez running back with the football:

"We're only two goals away!"
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"..."

Valverde's face was flushed on the sidelines, but Conte, who was ten meters away, was cold all over.

He suddenly thought of the game against Manchester City before, and couldn't help but imagine:

"Isn't this also a plot they designed?"

"Cesc Fabregas...he is Li Polo's number one younger brother, so it is only reasonable to send a goal to his old club!"

Several of his assistants looked at each other, but no one dared to answer his question.

Remy, who was sitting on the bench, truthfully recorded this scene:
"In the 20th minute of the game, Cesc Fabregas conceded a goal from the back, allowing Barcelona to score the second goal, which is unbelievable!

You know, Messi's defensive ability is not even as good as Hazard. With Fabregas' dribbling skills, how could he lose the ball so easily? "

Remy, who has always been stern and selfless, finally raised his butcher knife to Fabregas, who was also known as "the guardian of Poluotang"! -
"I did not do it on purpose!"

"You have to trust me! Brother!"

In fact, it is definitely not an individual player who has the same idea as Remy.

Fabregas has already sensed that the other teammates looked at him with a bit of suspicion and disdain.

Especially Alonso, a member of Real Madrid's youth training, almost engraved "traitor" and "undercover" on his eyes!

He could only spread his hands and explain weakly to his teammates.

But he dared not face Lee Polo.

The importance of the game against Manchester City is completely incomparable with that of the Champions League.

Even if it is unable to recover in the end, it will only affect an insignificant League Cup.

But if this game is unexpectedly overturned, Chelsea will stop the first round of knockout rounds in the Champions League!

And we all know that whether it is the Golden Globe or the World Footballer, the importance of the Champions League results almost crushes everything!
If Lee Polo is eliminated in the top 16, he will lose the most important indicator in the evaluation of various honors!
——Unless he can show a convincing performance in the summer World Cup!
[Negative sentiment from Cesc Fabregas, +886! 】

Sensing the fear from his teammates, Lee Polo sighed.

Since this season, Cesc Fabregas has been standing behind him loyally. He is more obedient than his own son. Lee Polo couldn't bear to be left in the cold palace.

So he walked up to Xiaofa and patted his back hard:
"How do you know that I promised them to keep releasing the water?"

"what?"

Fabregas was stunned.

Li Poluo blinked, and lifted his chin with ease:
"It's more fun if the competition is more exciting, isn't it?"

Fabregas breathed a sigh of relief seeing that the team leader didn't blame himself.

I only heard Li Poluo say again:
"I'll give you a task today, 2 assists and 4 steals, isn't that too much?"

The corner of Cesc Fabregas's mouth twitched subconsciously, but he still nodded without hesitation:

"no problem!"

He didn't even think about it, even Kanter, the number one stealer in the Premier League, only has 3 steals per game!

4 steals... This is his life! -
Xiaofa, who was relieved of the psychological burden, did not disappoint Lee Polo's expectations. He became active just after the start of the competition.

As the core of the midfield playmaker, he frequently asked for the ball and tried to send the ball into the threat area again and again. Unfortunately, the Barcelona players are familiar with his passing habits, and several passes were intercepted by Busquets and DePaul.

After losing the ball, Xiaofa did not complain, but counter-robbed immediately on the spot, which surprised his old teammates.

After fighting for a few minutes, Xiaofa finally slowed down. He has never been a player who relies on physical fitness and running to play. Such a high frequency of pressing makes the 31-year-old overwhelmed.

The Barcelona midfielder still took the ball in a leisurely manner to look for flaws, but Xiaofa, who was walking slowly a second ago, quietly appeared on the wing and launched a press towards DePaul who had just received the ball!

Unprepared, DePaul could only pass straight forward, trying to find Messi, but Rudiger saw through the pass route, and made a bold sudden grab, blocking the ball from Messi's feet !

DePaul, who was the closest, was stopped by Fabregas and lost the best time to counterattack. He could only let Alonso take the first step and kick the ball forward!

The offensive and defensive momentum changed instantly!

Hazard and Willian crossed the center line from left to right, and Li Polo started to advance from the center. Barcelona's four defenders had to maintain the rhythm and retreat at the same time to prevent the opponent from suddenly shifting.

Alonso's big foot... drove right in the middle!

Pique and Umtiti saw it clearly, and chose to close the door and beat the dog in advance, preparing to repeat the trick and use their bodies to prevent Li Polo from the dangerous area.

But this time Lee Polo charged with all his strength, coupled with a sprint distance of up to 40 meters, his speed has been fully raised, and he looks menacing!

A light flashed in Pique's eyes, and all the brain cells were mobilized at high speed, trying to stimulate his own potential and see through the opponent's intentions.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down his cheek.

【Damn! 】

He saw the flight path of the football, but he couldn't come up with a better way to deal with it!
Li Polo pushed the ball lightly with his forehead while running wildly, and then squeezed in unreasonably before Pique and Umtiti closed the door!

Perhaps shocked by Li Polo's extraordinary way, Barcelona's two central defenders were slammed into the sides with his body!
"Excellent header!"

Both Zhan Jun and Jia Tianning cried out in surprise.

In the next second, they saw a familiar scene:
Lee Polo didn't wait for the football to hit the ground, and jumped high at the top of the arc in the penalty area!

This time, Pi saw that he was still behind him, and it was absolutely impossible to prevent himself from scoring!
He shook his head violently in the air!

The ball, which was falling, suddenly spun and flew again!

Ter Stegen turned pale and swooped sideways, but in vain!

The football bypassed his hands and flew lightly into the net at the far post!

1: 2!

Chelsea pulled one back!
The total score came to 6:3!

(End of this chapter)