Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

In the penalty area, Messi crossed his hips and looked in the direction of the goal helplessly.

On the other hand, Lindy was a little scared.

In the situation just now, I really couldn't keep up with Messi.

It's not because Messi is too fast, Lindy feels that he can keep up with running in a straight line.

But this guy in front of him is too flexible, how can he change direction at this speed?

It doesn't matter if the direction is changed, how does the ball under the feet change direction?

Moreover, if Lindy is not paying attention, he will disappear.

It is obvious that they are taking a walk, but people can disperse until they disappear.

Staring at someone non-stop for 90 minutes is horribly draining on energy.

Fortunately, the third brother played steadily today and saved Messi's shot.

"Concentrate, stare at him, you can't let him in like this!"

Just as he was thinking, a roar sounded from his ears, and everyone looked in the direction of the goal.

De Gea pointed to his eyes and was yelling at his teammates.

Everyone was shocked, and De Gea had gradually gained some meaning.

Lin Di stepped forward, just about to reach out and pat the third brother's head, but it felt a bit inappropriate.

So, he patted De Gea on the shoulder: "Beef~~~"

De Gea, who was still looking angry just now, broke his skills in an instant, "Lin, wasn't I handsome just now?"

Lin Di helplessly raised his forehead. After all, he was still a teenager, and he didn't even celebrate his 20th birthday.

"Get ready for a corner kick!"

Barcelona's corner kick is different from the previous fast-serving tactical corner kick, and it is played on the ground again.

This time, when Atletico Madrid was unprepared for the corner kick, they passed the ball directly into the front of the penalty area.

Everyone hurried forward to block, but the ball came too suddenly.

Caught off guard, Iniesta stabbed and shot in the crowd.

The football flew into the net.

"Beautiful cooperation, Barcelona took the lead again through a corner kick."

"Iniesta grasped the opportunity keenly."

"Indeed, it's impossible to guard against. The previous continuous tactics of corner kicks suddenly changed."

"This Barcelona team is really..."

"Hmph, it's a little sinister!" Xiao Ma said angrily, his cheeks bulging with anger.

Old Liu has black lines on his forehead, the little girl is really brave!

Gently tugging on Pony's sleeve, he covered the microphone with his hand: "My aunt, I don't want to talk about that."

Xiao Ma naturally understood this truth, but she just couldn't get angry.

Turning his head away, at least he didn't continue to say anything that made Lao Liu "scared".

Atletico Madrid's players were very helpless, even though they had made sufficient preparations before the game.

But this attack was indeed beyond their expectations.

1:2

Barcelona leads Atletico Madrid on the road.

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

However, this ball has little to do with De Gea.

Lindy stepped forward to comfort a frustrated de Gea.

"Remember this goal! Be vigilant at all times!"

After patting the third brother's head, Lin Di looked at everyone in Barcelona with determination in his eyes.

This game is the most difficult game since Lindy was reborn.

The opponent is really too strong, kind of strong, so strong that people can't afford to resist.

But Lindy was slowly full of fighting spirit, he was a person who had "died" once, so what was there to be afraid of?

Everyone in Barcelona ran back to their own half after celebrating.

Lindy suddenly laughed, and Paul Assuncao looked at him worriedly.

"Lin, are you okay?"

Reyes also came over at this time, "Isn't it just being passed by Messi? Who hasn't been passed by Messi?"

Fran is also going to come over to comfort Lindy.

But at this time he suddenly said: "I think of the game against Almeria, the boss let me play, send them to see God."

When everyone thinks of that game, they think of Lindy's continuous savage collisions, which opened up a road to victory for the team.

As he spoke, Lindy walked forward slowly, the smile on his face completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a touch of ruthlessness, "Calderon, don't believe in failure! Atletico Madrid, only believe in victory!"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the sound.

I saw Lindy turning his head slowly, and said with a sinister smile, "Let's send the universe team to see God!"

"boom"

Everyone's blood boiled at the same time at this moment, as if they had been injected with adrenaline together.

What Lindy didn't know was that at this moment, his [Leadership] suddenly rose to 60.

He took the football from Simao's hands, and the Atletico Madrid players seemed to hear the drumbeat of the battlefield at this moment.

All the team members followed Lindy neatly, and even their steps became unified.

In front of the broadcast camera, the Atlético players moved forward in a uniform manner like a military parade, which shocked the fans extremely.

The aura of the entire team changed after Lin finished speaking.

They seem to be dead soldiers who are going to rush to the battlefield, so they treat death as home!

The fans at the Calderon Stadium were silent, what happened to our Atlético de Madrid?

It felt like a different team.

But immediately, the entire stadium erupted into astonishing noises again.

Anyway, it feels, so fucking hot.

With the referee's whistle.

This Atletico Madrid team suddenly broke out in a completely different style of play from before.

Flores was also fascinated watching from the sidelines.

Lindy, seems to have unlocked Atletico Madrid's seal.

After receiving the ball, Simao didn't dare to pass back in the face of Barcelona's grab as before.

I saw Alves coming up to steal alone, not with other teammates.

He smiled angrily: "Who do you look down on? I am the main force of the Portuguese national team, damn it!"

With a light tap of his right foot, he stepped on a bicycle with his left foot, without looking at Alves' reaction at all.

The upper body swayed to the left, and the right foot poked directly, and the football passed through Alves' crotch.

Simao rushed directly to the bottom line from the right next to the opponent.

After reacting, Alves was startled, turned around and chased after him, already two positions behind.

Rao is slightly faster, but he can no longer stop the opponent from crossing.

In the middle lane, there are three people who are going hand in hand.

There is another person at the end, but he is also following up very quickly.

Like a brave warrior.

Barcelona's formation gradually shrank with Simao's bottom.

Forlan is entangled by Puyol, and today his task is to prevent the amazing Uruguayan striker from taking the ball comfortably.

Both Thiago and Reyes were marked by Saba's defenders.

Simao glanced at the penalty area, the chances did not look great.

But Alves behind him was about to catch up.

"Lindy, I leave it to you."

"Oh!"

Aiming at the front of the penalty area, Simao slammed his right foot to the lower right of the football, making an arc.

"Simao, a beautiful cross from the bottom."

"The football went around the front point, neither Forlan nor Puyol hit it."

"Hey, this ball?"

After the football bypasses the front point, with a strong internal rotation, it moves away from the goal again.

When Atletico Madrid fans were regretting the ball, they were outside the camera.

A figure in a red and white jersey rushed towards him at top speed.

I saw him jumping high, but it was not a header.

He catches the football in the air with his chest.

"It's Lindy, wow, the camera didn't turn around just now."

"Beautiful aerial chest to stop the ball, really solid basic skills."

"Uh……"

Under everyone's amazed eyes, Lindy jumped high and unloaded the football with his chest in the air.

But after landing, his legs bent and the football landed directly on his knees.

It bounced towards Puyol, and everyone at Atletico Madrid sighed and prepared to go back to defend.

"Throw the ball..." Lao Liu swallowed his words again.

Because the football passed directly from Puyol's crotch.

Puyol instinctively clamped his legs, and instead of touching the football, it became a background board after the game.

Fran, who was stuck behind him, accidentally caught the football.

"Wonderful, wonderful biography?"

"The crotch is worn!"

"Fran, he got the football in the box."

"Shoot!"

"Goal in, Lindy's, huh? Great pass! Great shot by Fran!"

"Football goes straight to the dead end, and Valdes has nothing to do."

"35 minutes into the game, Atletico Madrid tied the score at 2-2!!"

"This game was really exciting. In just 35 minutes, the two sides scored four goals, eh? Why are these two numbers so familiar?"

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Reminder: Barcelona in this game is also wearing a yellow jersey!

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