The most taboo on the court is also the most afraid of playing more with less.

Cesc Fabregas was still looking at Andres Iniesta, but Puyol was not appreciative of his caring attitude towards his team-mates.

He glared at Fabregas and shouted, "Look at the people, damn it!

"Kick it back!"

Puyol continued to shout at his teammates: "Wait for Iniesta to come back!"

Ding Yue's face was flushed, and when he heard Simone tell him to plug it in before, he was already a little careless.

A hint of cruelty flashed in the depths of his eyes, and by this time those worried and slightly fearful expressions had long since disappeared, and only madness remained. When he begins to cling to one thing, there is nothing else in his mind but that thing.

It's hard to say whether this is a bad thing or a good thing.

For the first time in the game, Falcao saw a team-mate overtake him.

"Hey, it's offside!"

With that, Falcao continued to run forward to stop Mascherano, who took Xavi's free-kick back and took it slowly, something Simeone and his team could not tolerate.

With a soft snap, Mascherano's pass found Xavi with precision.

Xavi started to stop, and he dribbled the ball slowly, gently, but steadily.

Gabby took a step back, gritted his teeth again, rushed forward, and trotted slowly in front of Harvey, his face was displeased, his chest kept rising and falling, and he looked very excited, but there was nothing he could do with Harvey for a while.

Busquets took a small step and slid diagonally in front of Xavi, who lifted the ball in front of him, and Busquets stopped it as naturally as breathing.

Turan and Thiago have completed the siege of Sergio Busquets' return to Xavi and his forward through-ball.

Gabby glanced back at the situation and shouted to his teammates: "Look at the players who are moving forward, pay attention to the gap behind you!"

Busquets is still watching, Messi is with Felipe by his side, Cesc Fabregas's route is blocked, and it is too risky to pass forward to Sanchez. Busquets decided to take it with him.

Near the halfway line, an Atletico Madrid player scurries back from Barcelona's backfield!

"Sergio!

Harvey exclaimed.

Busquetston didn't feel good! Just wanted to push the ball with his right foot to Fabregas, who ran two steps back and pulled out the gap to catch the ball.

A strong wind blew behind him, and a figure stabbed him diagonally from behind, cutting him down on the turf with one foot like a lumberjack!

The Barcelona players stared at the referee for a moment, and the referee signaled for the game to continue!

Thiago stepped forward and stopped the ball shoveled by Ding Yue head-on!

Atletico's counterattack has officially begun!

After Ding Yue shoveled, he was dragged by inertia and hit Busquets, and the 189cm, 76 Barcelona midfielder's body fell directly on him.

Ignoring Busquets' screams as miserable as being shot by a bullet, Ding Yue propped up his right hand and quickly stood up.

Everywhere there were people running forward, shouting loudly everywhere, Puyol screaming at his teammates to return to position, Falcao screaming at Turan to take Alba to the left, and the roar of Calderón fans waking up suddenly, echoed in Ding Yue's ears.

Thiago took two steps and looked up at the position of Ding Yue Falcao in front of him and Turan on the left.

The sweat on his jersey was dry and wet, but he was freshly stained with a lot of grass clippings.

Regardless of the outcome of this counter-attack, Thiago knows that the ball cannot continue at his feet!

In the counterattack, delaying the fighter is almost the biggest original sin of not scoring the ball!

He didn't bother to wipe the sweat from the corners of his eyes, and shoved his right foot straight away.

Falcao was on his way to take Mascherano and the ball was given to him.

Ding Yue pushed Busquets away, stood up and ran forward, running straight for two steps before looking up to see Falcao diagonally to the right and take Mascherano away, leaving only one Puyol near the halfway point.

A lot of people were waiting for him to plug in, waiting for him to continue to gallop forward and complete the counterattack opportunity that he had put together.

Whether it was Falcao, who was running diagonally, or Simeone, who was standing on the sidelines with his fists clenched, his eyes lit up when he saw him get up and fly forward!

Falcao saw the ball from behind the side, barely caught it with his left foot, the ball was a little fast, and the ball bounced up after touching the inside of Falcao's left foot!

There was no chance to be missed, Mascherano took two steps forward, without any hesitation, and his right foot flew out!

Falcao looked at Mascherano's somewhat gambling tackle, and suddenly a bad thought flashed in his heart, and he shouted: "Ing, rush!"

Ding Yue was still thrust forward, he didn't answer, and saw that Falcao also struggled to fall to the ground and put his right foot under the ball!

Calderón's stands suddenly quieted, the Barcelona fans suddenly looked extremely ugly, the Atletico Madrid fans also clung to whatever they were holding in their hands, Puyol was shocked to watch the ball fly from Mascherano's body parallel to the ground and soaring above the field, how could he imagine that Falcao had stopped the ball and made a mistake, how could he still pick the ball forward!

The coaches on the sidelines were also shocked, but their mood changes and body language were diametrically opposed, Simeone watched Ding Yue fly all the way forward, stabbing the ball forward before starting Puyol, who was already half a beat slower!

Simone couldn't help but scream!

And Guardiola, who had been yelling excitedly on the sidelines for the players to play according to his instructions, was silent as if his vocal cords had been cut.

Busquets didn't wait for the referee's whistle to blow before hearing a collective high-pitched scream from Calderón's Atletico fans. He turned around on the grass and slowly looked up in the eerie silence, only to see an Atletico player riding in the dust, Puyol struggling to catch up behind him.

Ding Yue rushed to the front of the big penalty area, and Valdés rushed out!

At this moment, breathing was forbidden, but the Calderón Stadium was only quiet for a while.

With Ding Yue's calm right foot push, the ball passed between Valdés' legs, which wanted to sink but had no time to close.

The football had not yet crossed the goal line, Ding Yue had already struggled to the sidelines with his hideous face, and the fans of Atletico Madrid who were covering their faces and did not dare to watch finally heard the happy roars of the people around them.

The ball is in!

Atletico Madrid equalised!

Simeone turned around and ran back two steps and jumped on Boggs, waving his iron fist wantonly, inadvertently seemed to swing it in someone's face, but he couldn't care about it at this moment, because when he was put down by Boggs on the ground, everyone on the bench gathered around, slapped each other's bodies, and vented the depression and despair that the visiting team brought to them after the game started!

Ding Yue ran to the sideline, took two more steps, struggled to take off, and waved his fists, declaring Atletico Madrid's unyielding and showing his strength!

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