Chapter 151

Anyway, when Juan left, Postiga was horrified, and he had to be spanked for such an adult, it was just all kinds of shame playing?!!

"Got it?" Juan was very pleasant, but even the doctor on the side couldn't bear to look at him directly, he didn't know what Postiga thought, but if it was him, he would probably rather have his leg broken than be spanked......

But judging from Postiga's expression now, he also thought so, so after the two of them looked at each other wordlessly for a long time, they coughed lightly and spoke almost at the same time.

"I'll do my best to help you."

"Doctor, please make sure I get better soon."

The two men fell into an awkward silence before speaking at the same time again.

"Thank you then."

"That's what I'm supposed to do."

“……”

“……”

But Juan just said that, and then they went to Lyon to face the Ligue 1 powerhouse, of course, when it comes to the Ligue 1 powerhouse, I have to mention Paris Saint-Germain next door, I don't know what to think, anyway, Paris Saint-Germain and Chelsea met yesterday, as far as Juan's personal observation is concerned, the Ligue 1 teams have a commonality.

It's all good to look at, not only because the players are good at what they do, but also because of the team's ability.

Anyway, basically no matter which Ligue 1 team comes out, they are very gorgeous on the field, and they have bred a lot of big-name superstars in the entire Ligue 1 league, with Zidane, Cantona, Henry, Blanco, Desailly, Vieira and others in the midfield, Thuram in the backfield, and goalkeepers like Butz, of course, there are also emperor-level players like Platini in the ancient period of the player.

However, there is a common problem in Ligue 1, that is, their team is not very well organized with discipline, and basically all teams can't raise peak stars, so Ligue 1 can be said to have the most lost talents, and it is precisely because of the loss of players that it is difficult for the entire French team to have very good achievements in the European arena.

Therefore, although the field is very good, the results of the French team in recent years are still not very good.

Why do you want to talk about the French team?

– because for now, Lyon and Paris Saint-Germain are the main players for the French national team.

Although the top players are abroad, these two teams still account for more of the basic players.

Portugal and France only fought each other at last year's European Championships, and Juan knows some of these players well, but of course, there are some other players who have to be mentioned.

Defensively, Abidal is a solid African-French player, and when he was in France, he and Claude Makelele almost represented the entire team's back, which can be called the strongest backing in the world.

Also worth mentioning is their midfielder, with Essien and Abidal at the back making Lyon's defence impregnable in Ligue 1, and even this season, PSG have been able to settle for second place in front of Lyon's impregnable midfield.

Of course, in the face of a solid defense, there is also a person who is very desperate in attack.

Juninho Jr.

If you had to judge a master in the field of free-kicks in the world, it wouldn't be David Beckham, most people would definitely vote for Juninho Jr.

His free-kicks are extremely accurate, plummeting, bizarre and powerful, often with difficult to save 'S' shaped free-kicks, which are a nightmare for any goalkeeper.

Romario, who is also a member of his parent team, also has a high opinion of Juninho Jr., which is an incredible thing for a lone wolf who has always been outside the team, but it also proves how dangerous this man is in Lyon.

"I don't know what kind of lineup they will have or what formation they will put out." On the bus to Lyon's home stadium, Stadegerland, Juan's expression was heavy, "But at least I know one thing – in this game, we try not to give them a chance to take a free-kick, otherwise it's time to test Diego." ”

Everyone's first reaction was to look at Diego Fran, and only after seeing that people were puzzled did they realize something, and turned their heads to look at Diego López, who was smiling bitterly at the end.

Poor little Deportivo goalkeeper......

Juan gave him a reassuring look and continued: "Also, try to watch out for Essien and Abidal, I don't want anyone to be with Postiga after this match." ”

Deportivo La Coruna has not suffered any major injuries so far, and the biggest one is Postiga, and Juan is really hoping that this record will be maintained until the end of the season.

Not to get hurt was Juan's first requirement for them.

When the roster was announced before the game, Juan said the same thing, his expression was very sincere: "We don't expect anything good in this game, but we hope that we can live together peacefully after that." ”

Peaceful coexistence?

Now the media don't know if Juan's words are true, when they often think that this person is full of lies, he actually said all the truth, just when everyone thought he was very sincere, the person who took out the list and reported the starting list directly put everyone together.

For example, today, although he said peace and peace, Juan read out the list that made Leguin's face cramp.

Of course, it was going to cramp, he never thought that Juan would actually send such a lineup.

– Goalkeeper, Diego López.

- Defenders, Andrade, Capdevilla, Nuno Maniche, Juan Sorrin.

- Midfielders, Juan Vellerón, Juan Riquelme, Fernando Gago, Fernando Redondo.

- Forwards, Portillo, Morientes.

How do you look at this lineup, especially Deportivo actually put on the strongest attack lineup that they can currently arrange for a special face, with people dispatching and commanding in the front, middle and back, and the formation is 4-4-2 at a glance!

Deportivo La Coruna, this is going to be a hard bar with the Olympic Lyonna!

Lyon's head coach Leguin seemed to have anticipated this, and he slowly picked up his list and took a deep breath: "Lyon's list-"

Lyon are also in the attacking line-up, and they are more interested in this game than in the league, after all, Lyon have won many league titles in a row, and now they want to make a name for themselves internationally.

– For example, the Champions League winner or something.

goalkeeper Kupe; defenders Revière, Abidal, John Gomez, Casapa; midfielders Essien, Juninho Jr., Malouda; Forwards Elber, Wiltord, Nilma.

They didn't even have to think about it to know it was 4-3-3.

The two attacking line-ups, plus the two-sided matchups, are consistently good-looking on the field, and fans can't wait to watch this game!!

However, after the whistle blew, the Lyon fans were a little disappointed.

Deportivo La Coruna, who got the ball, didn't seem to mean to press too much, but slowly fell to his feet in his own midfield, no matter how he looked at it, he was a little underplayed......

There was a burst of boos at the Stadium in Gerland, what they wanted to see was an attack! It's a beautiful transition between attack and defense for both teams!! They don't want to see Deportivo slowly dribble in the back like an old woman!!

Deportivo didn't want to pay attention to the fans at all, they weren't their own fans anyway, what did they care about? Scoring goals is really king.

Especially now, when the football is at the feet of their own players, the Deportivo players are not worried about what will happen at all, after all, they are used to this kind of tactical formation, and they are very comfortable playing like this, but Lyon on the opposite side may be a little unbearable.

They have long been accustomed to the fast pace and attacking side of the league, and Deportivo La Coruna has never been a team that follows the hearts of the opposition.

The person who led the ball now was Redondo, who calmly raised his eyebrows and glanced ahead, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

In this game, Juan played four midfielders, which is generally a normal thing, and in terms of general triangle attacks, four midfielders are enough, and five are in perfect condition, but today Redondo found that there is actually a little abnormal at this time.

- For example, why are there so many people on the right side today?

In his field of vision, Portillo is in front of him on the right side, Riquelme in the middle, and Capdevilla and Nuno Maniche in the back, although Maniche can also play in the midfield position, but there are so many people on the right, what is the situation on the left and in the middle?

Redondo frowned, but he quickly understood what was going on on the pitch, so when facing Essien, he casually sent the ball straight into the left flank.

"Deportivo La Coruna defended the whole right flank, which made Lyon think they would play on the right side in this game, and we can see that Lyon did shift their defensive focus to the right, but Redondo, who was at the heart of the midfield, didn't seem to think so - he crossed the ball directly to Belleron on the left!"

'Lyon made a mistake, a mistake that La Liga teams made in the first half of the season. As Frank spoke passionately, Dean sighed very calmly and said in his usual tone, "They should pay attention to what position Captain Laco is." ”

Juan Bellerón's attention on the pitch is not as high, and it can even be said that he does not make people feel that he is an important player on the pitch, but Juan Vellerón has proven to be an indispensable member even in the current star-studded Deportivo city.

- What's more, Juan Bellerón has a lethal passing technique.

When Lyon's central defender almost pounced on Bellerón, he just quietly raised his head and looked in front of him, the football under his feet was slightly flicked twice, and his right foot was exerted!

The soccer ball made a beautiful arc through the air, through the outstretched feet of everyone in the chaos, and jumped in front of Morientes.

Deportivo La Coruna, who was still swaying slowly behind, suddenly came to such a lightning fast attack, and goalkeeper Kupe did not react at all, so he could only forcibly twist his body and change his center of gravity to the right side of the goal.

Because of Morientes, right on the right!

Deportivo seems to have more players who are calm as water on the surface, but there is a volcanic eruption in their hearts, Morientes has no expression on his face, he didn't even look up at the goal, after receiving the ball, he didn't stop at all, and directly raised a shot to shoot!

At this time, Kupe had just managed to transfer the center and pounce, the old force was not exhausted, the new force was not raised, there was nothing he could do about the ball flying to the left, the only thing he could do was to watch the football rush towards the net with his own eyes.

Wait a minute!

There's still a chance!

Abidal doesn't know when he's been killed, he's only one body away from football!!

If it can be stopped, it will be a good save!

Is it the football that flies faster, or Abidal that runs faster?!

Alan stood up directly, his eyes widening at the situation over there, he couldn't sit still anymore!

Abidal caught up with football first!

He immediately hooked the ball to save the goal, but after the ball flew over his head, he only heard the sound of a "bell", and his heart sank.

The soccer ball hit the crossbar!

It's still in the restricted area!

Abidal immediately turned around and wanted to take two steps forward to send the football off the sideline, at least to resolve the current crisis, but he hadn't forgotten that Morientes was nearby!

However, when he turned around, he only saw a gradient blue jersey disappearing, followed by an uproar in the audience.

The colourful soccer ball had disappeared from view, and Abidal turned his mouth and found the ball lying quietly in the net, and the scorer had already run to the touchline.

“al！！！ Javier Portillo!! The Spanish youngster also showed his due great lethality in the Champions League, I really don't want to say anything more, Spain's star of hope is rising!! ”

"Yes, now I'm especially looking forward to next year's World Cup, the youngsters are all on the rise, and the superstars of the year are not old yet, how good!"

"Yes, yes, I think so too!"

When a group of people in Deportivo La Coruna celebrated, the French fans had already been unable to hold back, all kinds of French swear words poured down, and the fans also raised their middle fingers at the away coach's box, and used all kinds of ugly words to "condolence" the Deportivo players who came from afar.

None of the Deportivo players could understand French, but they could still tell from their breaths that none of them were good words, so most of them didn't have very good expressions on their faces, except for Juan, who was smiling and muttering something softly.

Seeing that Juan's expression seemed to be a little happy, Alan subconsciously wanted to come forward and listen to what Juan said, but Juan glanced at him: "What are you doing so close?" ”

Alan smiled a little embarrassed: "Uh, I thought you had something to say......"

"I have something to say." Juan smiled, "But I think it's better to say it at halftime, it's a pity that some people can't hear what they say now." ”

“……？？？” Alan suddenly had a bad premonition, but he couldn't say anything bad, so he could only force himself to suppress his anxiety and continue to watch the game on the court.

After a goal, Deportivo La Coruna was obviously a little more open, after all, it was an away game, and everyone was cautious at the beginning, but Deportivo La Coruna has never been a shrinking team, so a few minutes later, a counter-attack was launched again.

Looking at Riquelme, who was running forward with the ball on the court, Juan shook his head slightly: "I'm in a hurry." ”

"What?" Alan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head, he has now developed the habit of paying attention to what Juan says at all times, especially during the time of the game, Juan can always say something that surprises him.

"I said, without Belleron's control, this round of attacks is a little too rushed." Juan sighed, "And Essien, the midfielders are very ghostly, give them the slightest possibility, they will come to build a-"

Before Juan could finish speaking, the whistle had already sounded on the field, and the young coach of Deportivo just raised his eyes to look at the situation, and then shook his head: "Look, free kick." ”

They use every opportunity to create free-kicks, because they know that all goals can not be scored, only free-kicks will not be scored, Lyon's killer move is free-kicks, if they are given the opportunity to take free-kicks, then Juninho Jr. will directly show the world why he is called a free-kick master.

Juninho Jr. stood in front of Deportivo La Coruna's goal, while Diego López was nervously lining up the wall behind him.

He's grim now, first because he's about to face Juninho's free-kick, and secondly, because he's ......

"Are you sure you can stand like this?" Belleron looked back at him with some unease.

"It's up to him, there's a little bit of a difference between the goalkeeper's range and our line of sight." Redondo, who was standing beside him, said very calmly, and patted the waist of the person next to him. "Rick, it's too crowded, walk to the side."

"Oh," Riquelme nodded, stabbing Gago beside him, "Hear me, the big guy told you to go to the side!" ”

"But, but ......" Gago turned his head, Riquelme on one side and Juan Sorin on the other, and the Argentine captain noticed his gaze and lowered his head and grinned.

"......" Gago, he decided to shrink himself up a bit.

Why is he crammed into a bunch of big guys?! tat

However, Gago's didn't know that this was just the beginning, he didn't feel anything when he was lining up the wall, but when the whistle blew, he was just about to jump in meaning, but there was a "bang" on the head, and he directly covered his face in confusion.

What's the situation??

Juninho Jr.'s free throw missed??

And then this football smashed in his face??

It's not just Gago who is stunned, but the players and fans in the audience, including Juninho Jr. himself, are a little confused, and it is the first time that he has missed and smashed directly in the face!

Diego López was ready to stretch his whole body to catch the ball, but the football smashed on Gago's face, and he didn't bounce into the small penalty area at all......

Diego López, who was a little depressed for a while, was just about to open his mouth to say something, but he saw Gago in front of him covering his face and swaying, looking unstable.

Alan also subconsciously covered his face and hissed: "It looks like it hurts......"

Juan stood up and made a few gestures to the court, and subconsciously looked at Belleron, who was looking at the side of the court, and immediately received the signal, turned around and supported Gago: "How is it, okay?" ”

"It's okay, my nose is a little itchy." Gago's nose touched his nose and was worried, "Am I going to have a nosebleed?" ”

"......" Captain Laco looked at him with a somewhat complicated expression for a moment, and patted him on the shoulder, "Not yet, don't worry." ”

After receiving Belleron's gesture that everything was fine, Juan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down, he was actually quite worried about Gago, after all, at present, among the young people of Deportivo La Coruna, he can continue to maintain his playing time, and the offensive and defensive lines need a person who runs regardless of physical strength, he is very suitable.

But now the first half of the game is only a few minutes away, Juan looked at the time and clapped his hands: "Alan, you guard the door later, I'm afraid they will be too excited to rush out later." ”

“…… What would you like to talk to them later? Alan was a little scared, Juan said "them", but there are Juan Belerón, Juan Riquelme and Fernando Redondo, who are known for their calmness, if he said this, then what a powerful thing Juan wanted to say!

Juan smiled and raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say anything, just repeating some words." ”

“……？？” Alan was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help it: "Reveal a little in advance?" ”

Juan smiled and pointed to the back, then raised his phone: "I just recorded something funny." ”

Oh.

Alan immediately understood: "You understand French?" ”

"A little bit." Juan nodded, and said very calmly, "I made up for it urgently." ”

"............" didn't know why, Alan always had a bad premonition, and after a few minutes, his premonition came true.

After all the players entered the locker room as usual, Juan commanded a few people to close the door, and then asked Allen to guard the goal as much as possible, and then took a deep breath and smiled.

"Let's talk about the tactics of the second half."

“…………”

The players looked around at the battle.

Boss, if you usually want to talk about tactics, it's not this expression or this atmosphere!!

Usually it can be said to be a little nervous and serious, but it has never reached the point of being serious!

And I don't know why, the more Juan said that they were a little frightened, and when he heard the end, Redondo couldn't help frowning.

- It stands to reason that in this game, Deportivo could have won by continuing their tactics in the first half, but Juan directly arranged for most of the people □□to attack in the second half, and it was a high-pressure policy pressed by the whole team, what is this going to do?

After Juan finished speaking, he asked as usual: "Is there any problem?" ”

As a result, today is not as resounding as usual, and most of the people have some hesitation on their faces, after all, although it is not uncommon to have this kind of violent battle, it is the first time that they have come up without saying hello, and everyone is not psychologically prepared.

Juan looked around calmly, then sighed softly.

"I know you still have a lot of questions...... I'll show you this, and maybe you'll understand. ”

He pulled out his phone and pressed play.

Loud noises, loud expletives, gurgling spitting sounds – that's understandable, because that's how French is pronounced.

Everyone was a little confused and looked at each other.

"What did they say?"

None of the people present knew French, and Juan coughed lightly and beckoned to one of the staff members, "Ben, tell me what you mean." ”

The only Frenchman among them asked, and everyone looked at it at the same time.

Ben's face was a little unsightly, he was silent for a while, and then he said, "Also, it's some swear words on the court......"

"Exactly?" When Juan asked, there was a little coolness in the smile on his face, and Redondo rarely saw him with such an expression, so he couldn't help frowning and looked at him as well.

Ben took a deep breath and said quickly in a low voice: "It's almost some 'sissy', 'little white face' or something like that......"

Even if it was just these two words, most of the faces of those present had already sunk - to be honest, most of the people present had felt such ridicule because of their own appearance.

Being handsome is very attractive to fans of the opposite sex, but now in general, there are still more male fans, and what kind of same sex do men hate the most?

Of course, it is a man who is richer and more handsome than them, better than them, and more attractive to women than them!

To be honest, the ugly people in France are coming to play, especially the blacks, and it can be said that on the pitch, Lyon and Deportivo are almost a strong contrast.

"I know all of these words, but there are a few words in it that I don't know very well." Juan squinted his eyes as he touched his mouth up and down. "What do these words mean?"

"......" Ben opened his mouth, a little speechless.

"What do you mean?" Juan's expression was calm, "Ben, you just say it, it's okay." ”

"......" Ben took a deep breath, "All in all, Juan, I'm sorry. ”

"Nothing, just tell me what it means."

"I'm really sorry." Ben was silent for a while, but finally gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Yes, same-sex perverts and, yellow, yellowskin...... Monkey...... Meaning...... I'm so sorry. ”

Ben is just ashamed of his French compatriots, he gets along with these people in front of him day and night, of course he knows who the people in front of him are, everyone has a good relationship, and they are all good people, even if they are stunned, they will not be annoying, it is a pleasure to work here.

He just didn't expect that he would actually hear someone say such insulting words in his own country, which made him both embarrassed and ashamed, and his whole face was hot.

Everyone in front of him was silent, and he didn't even have the courage to look up at everyone in front of him.

After a moment of silence, Juan coughed lightly and spoke first, "Thank you, Ben, for letting me finally know what they said." ”

"Juan ......"

He smiled reassuringly, then sighed softly.

"I won't say anything more, if we win this game, we will win by a big score, if we can't win, how can we shut up those people."

"Can't win?" Someone laughed, everyone looked over, the first one to speak out was Riquelme, the expression on his face is very ugly now, the players looked at each other, but they didn't say anything - Riquelme, indeed, is a yellow race.

Although the majority of the yellow race is located in Asia, there is also a large proportion of the yellow race in the Americas, and it can even be said that a large percentage of Latin American players are of the yellow race.

For example, Diego Fran, for example, Riquelme, for example, Aimar.

"There's no way you can't win." Morientes followed up and said a word, although he couldn't see anything on his face, but Juan knew very well that his friend's eyes were burning with anger, so it could be said that he didn't need to say anything at this time, after all, some things had already disgusted him from the beginning.

"It's just a three-time Ligue 1 title." Redondo snorted coldly, his whole face murderous.

"Then what else is there to say," Juan smiled and waved his hand, "Let's go?" ”

"Oh!!!"

When the players on both sides stood at the entrance of the players' tunnel again, Lyon's side was simply startled, and the other side didn't know what was said in the middle, with a faint anger and anger on his face, and they all looked straight ahead, and didn't even look at them.

Juninho Jr. felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything wrong, so he subconsciously began to look for Romario's figure - in this game, the Brazilian veteran also came, but he didn't play, Juninho Jr. actually didn't want to get along with him a little, after all, Romario's character is known to all Brazilians.

However, he bravely greeted him, and Romario was a little surprised at first, but soon glanced up and down with a smile.

"I thought you'd learn a little bit of French when you came here."

"No, what's wrong?" Juninho Jr. was dazed.

"If that's the case, it's nothing." Romario waved his hand, "It's none of your business anyway." After saying that, he staggered to his bench, and when he returned to his bench, he heard the discussion between his junior coach and the assistant coach.

"Speaking of which, Leon also has a yellow race...... "Alan was a little innocent, "that's what they usually call Juninho?" ”

"I don't know, maybe the French people forgot to bring their brains when they scolded." Juan replied calmly, looking down at the time, "Everyone should have performed a little better in the second half, I have some expectations." ”

"I'm looking forward to it too!" Alan nodded vigorously, and he saw everyone's eyes at halftime, and the anger and seriousness in that look can be said to be unprecedented, and what the angry Deportivo will perform in the second half, even Juan doesn't know.

- The consequences of freeing the beast from its cage?

Lyon tasted the consequences at the start of the second half, and just after the second minute, the referee's whistle blew and the game was suspended!

Then the referee rushed directly to the middle position, where Redondo stood calmly and indifferently, as if nothing happened, the football was still at his feet, and his face even had a little familiar innocence - but on the side, Lyon midfielder Malouda lay on the ground and rolled, his face full of pain.

"Oooh!! Let's see the replay!! ”

Frank shouted almost immediately: "Let's see what really happens - Lyon's possession, Malouda rushed straight to the back of Deportivo La Coruna with the football, he met Redondo head-on, and he didn't choose to avoid it...... I really don't know where he got his confidence! ”

Dean nodded: "That's right, it's such a wrong decision, he and Redondo dondo have no feet, but Redondo's foot skills are so exquisite, almost instantly, he took the football away, and what's even worse is that Malouda actually wants to grab Redondo's ball with all his might, and he still wants to use physical confrontation...... Tsk tsk. ”

In the end, Dean felt a little pity, Malouda's injury was completely self-inflicted, and anyone with a little seniority in European football knows that if he can, try not to have any physical confrontation with Fernando Redondo.

First, Redondo was originally very strong, and ordinary people basically couldn't carry him.

Second, even if he can resist, it is difficult for Redondo to foul at his feet.

Third, Fernando Redondo, who has debuted for so many years, has never received a red card.

- A lot of people think they can be Redondo's first red card, but a lot of people fail and just wait for someone behind them to come and follow up.

Malouda apparently thinks he can be the one who caused the red card, even if he is a bit self-defeating now.

He had a dull pain in his ankle and couldn't stand up, but he barely supported his head and looked at the referee with a smile on his face, and then the smile on his face disappeared, and then his eyes widened and widened, even to the point of horror.

The referee showed a yellow card!!

Moreover, that yellow card was extended to him!!

"Why ?!!" Lyons were almost all furious, they jumped up, and even irrational spectators tried to rush into the stadium, but fortunately, Lyon's security system was good enough to not cause major problems on the field.

"Wait a minute, this ......"

In the face of the Lyon players gathered around, the players of Deportivo Leanna, very sensibly, stood far away and watched the situation on their side, while Redondo still looked calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Luanda has a technical foul." The referee looked down and glanced at the stunned Luanda, who was now struggling to sit up in shock at the yellow card. "If it weren't for Redondo's fast movements, the person lying here here now should be Redondo, don't think I didn't see the movements under your feet and hands."

As he spoke, the referee bent down, pointed to his nose and whispered: "Give you a yellow card for the sake of your injury, it's better to keep your mouth shut." ”

Luanda quieted down, there was indeed a little movement on his hands and feet, and it had to be said that if it weren't for his current movements, he might not have hurt so badly now.

However, for the sake of a yellow card, Deportivo still didn't get a free kick, so that's it.

The chaos on the field soon ended, and Luanda moved on his feet for a while, and finally managed to stand up, but he still stumbled a little as he walked.

The eyes of the Lyon players looked at the Deportivo players with a little unkindness, but Deportivo also gave them a more fierce look.

Don't look at the French, we still have an account to settle!!

When the tee off again was played again, Abidal directly killed him fiercely, and directly wanted to isolate Riquelme from the outside.

He knew that if Riquelme really led the attack, Lyon would really be unbearable, as long as he snatched the football, then Lyon still had some hope!!

Riquelme pushed the ball into the pitch, and as soon as Abidal saw the ball fly into the pitch, he immediately turned his head and began to rush in the direction of the ball, after all, if he continued to be here, it would be a blocking foul, just like Redondo did before.

And when he saw this action, Juan and Alan looked at each other and smiled.

- This is not the first time Riquelme has done this.

And Abidal came and Riquelmebi speed?

It's just a joke!

Riquelme was very strong when he passed the football, and he knew that Abidal was waiting for him right here, and if he got a little closer, he would soon get it, so he sent it far enough that it would not be immediately picked up by Abidal, nor would the other players immediately come and grab the football.

By the time Riquelme started to start, Abidal had already taken three steps away, and the players were originally moving faster in high-speed movements, and the strides were relatively large, so they had already reached a distance of more than three meters at once.

Riquelme took a deep breath, his muscles bursting with tremendous energy, and he rushed out like an arrow.

Abidal didn't even have to look back to feel the danger that was rapidly approaching behind him, and his instinct told him that if he continued like this, he would soon be overtaken by Riquelme, and he had to leave the ball behind immediately!

- or at least, to stop Riquelme!!

Of course, he knows that he can't take advantage of Riquelme's speed, but he can use the experience card position, as long as the method of card position is in place, Riquelme's speed will stop!

Abidal moved sideways and got stuck in Riquelme's path, but before he could gain a foothold, a huge impact came up from behind him, knocking him directly into a stagger.

When Riquelme was chasing after him, he already knew what Abidal was thinking, and if he really got stuck, he would have to foul him......

In order not to fall into the trap of fouling, Riquelme relied on his strong physical fitness to force a change of direction to the left.

He can directly dodge the Abidal route, and his speed does not slow down, and he still rushes towards the football!

When Riquelme overtaked, he still accidentally rubbed Abidal, Abidal stumbled, and almost couldn't keep his balance under his feet, Riquelme's momentum was too great, he couldn't stop him at all!

However, Abidal was not willing to end like this, he directly deflected his body and crashed into Riquelme as well!! 166 Reading Network