Chapter 290: A Tough Guy Is Called a Goal (Page 1/1)

Zhuo Yang's head was about to be smashed, and Gerald was even more colicing in his lower abdomen and held his breath, but neither of them was hypocritical, and they didn't cover their faces and sell their stomachs miserably. They did not reject the talent of black-bellied acting, but they knew in their hearts that this was a duel of tough guys, selling their opponents to the referees, and on the surface they seemed to win the opportunity to win the game, but in fact they lost the temperament of victory and defeat.

Forcing their balance in the air, neither of them could complete the header under the wrestling, and the ball fell to the dust after a few bumps back and forth between the two men's heads, which were about to go out of control. Perhaps it was God's favor, the square inch where the football landed was closer to Zhuo Yang's right foot, and he poked it in a trance.

He doesn't have to look at it, he can't see it, but he knows that Maldini must be there where football goes, which is the familiarity with the team's formation and the trust of the captain. After landing suddenly, Zhuo Yang turned over and ran forward with his head dizzy, but Gerald didn't have this kind of blessing, his intestines hurt so much that he couldn't move his legs at all. Maybe he should lie down at this point, but he didn't want to. So, Gerald watched Zhuo Yang all the way to the dust.

Just now, Zhuo Yang felt that his entire mouth was not very neat, and there was a strong salty smell in his mouth. His head was still confused, and at this time, he basically didn't dare to do any other technical moves except running. The brain is the headquarters of action, and the dizzy body functions are certainly not at ease.

But AC Milan have a group of world-class players, and Zhuo Yang has a group of outstanding teammates.

Less than five metres away from Gerrard, Maldini's pass returned to the feet of Alonso, who did not try to go to him because he was dizzy and uncertain. With a diagonal knock, the ball gave Pirlo on the side.

Whistling and Alonso passed by, football is back.

Pennant was unable to keep up, with Mascherano in front of him, the only man in Liverpool who was still fighting frantically after Gerrard.

Javier Mascherano is only a year older than Zhuo Yang, but he became famous before Zhuo Yang. When Zhuo Yang was still in the youth team of Madibourg, Mascherano had already played for River Plate's first team in the first team.

After Mascherano joined Liverpool during the winter break at the beginning of this year, he freed up Gerrard's attacking power from the midfield position, allowing the Jays team to become a forward midfielder and even today's shadow striker, and also gave Alonso more energy to participate in the attack, and the little pony also has the mental attributes that are not inferior to Gerrard.

At this point, the Liverpudlians were collectively depressed after their futile madness, and could only deal with Milan's attack and defense step by step, only Gerrard and Mascherano were still fighting and obsessed with madness.

Mascherano was quite impressive, and he was at the throat of the midfield, allowing neither Andrea Pirlo nor Kaka to shine too much today. Even after AC Milan had regained control of the game by this time, he still held back the desire of Sleepy and Kaka to attack in the middle.

One-on-two, the two pickups were robbed by him, and they would have stabbed him with a knife in their hands.

It's just that, although he is a midfielder, Mascherano's defensive attributes are much higher than his offensive attributes, so his madness can interfere with Milan's attack, but it will not help Gerrard much in front.

Zhuo Yang has never been to Alonso, let alone Mascherano, and with a flick of the outside instep, football has given the most trusted Kaka.

I knew in my heart that even if there was no ball at his feet, Mascherano would not let himself go easily, Zhuo Yang, who was running empty, dodged to the right and then bounced back to the left, taking advantage of Mascherano's confusion, Zhuo Yang flashed back to the right side again, which is completely the way to play in the Spanish bullring, which is going to pass by.

Mascherano is indeed a character, and he can barely turn around after being molested like this. Seeing that Zhuo Yang could not be left without unconventional means, Mascherano directly turned into a villain and made two moves at the same time, sweeping the foot with a low leg below, and aiming at the temple with an iron elbow above.

Completely subconscious, Zhuo Yang lightly shrank his head and bent his body, shooting like a ball between Mascherano's feet and elbows. Of course, it was not rude to come, and he also gave Xiao Ma Brother his waist and eyes with his elbow by the way.

With a 'clatter', Mascherano was nailed to the spot, and the pain in his waist was still out of breath. If you want to change to someone else, you will lie down with a scream, but he is an iron-blooded macho brother, and he only died standing and did not lie down to live. Therefore, he can only grit his teeth and nail it here, like a lonely poplar in the desert.

Abandoning Xiao Ma Ge, the football given back by Kaka was naturally flawless, and Zhuo Yang didn't wait for the panicked Ague in the distance to run closer, so he pushed Ambrosini who was close to him.

What followed was an unsurprising diagonal pass that saw both Zhuo Yang and the ball break through the Liverpool backline and appear in the box at the same time.

Zhuo Yang didn't even have the heart to go over the goalkeeper Reina, watching him muster up the courage to pounce on his single ball, and simply pushed it directly to the ninth master Inzaghi, who was holding back Carragher. Although Jiu Ye was entangled with Liverpool's defensive core at this time, Zhuo Yang knew that he had a solution.

Sure enough, the shrewd ghost-like Ninth Master fell to the ground and shoveled the pass, so Zhuo Yang laughed at the empty door.

Football should be heard into the net, one near and one far'poof! ''Poof! At two sounds, Gerard and Mascherano couldn't help but weaken their knees, and they knelt down with breath.

In the 70th minute, AC Milan 3:1, although the football game has changed, this game can already be finalized, and the Liverpudlians have no heart at all. If you are too high, you will naturally be too impotent, and the way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency with more than you lose, and this is the case in the world.

Looking at Zhuo Yang again, he was still dizzy and swelling, and he was smiling, and his right cheek was already swollen, like a hamster with peanuts in his mouth. The blood from the corner of his mouth was running down his chin, but he didn't know it.

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Rafael Benitez replaced Cendon and Pennant with forwards Colwill and Crouch, and the front three was a dead horse. After Carlo Ancelotti dragged his feet to replace Janku and Ambrosini with Kaladze and Favali, the clock was already in the 80th minute.

Referee Van Dele was under the solemn protest of the Milan players just now, because he didn't see it clearly, so he came to ask Zhuo Yang: Who was beaten into a pig's head? How did the blood come from? Zhuo Yang said: It's okay, you don't care.

Zhuo Yang proudly glanced at Gerard and Mascherano: "See? A tough guy has to be hard to be effective to count, and the blind chicken ba's hard bullshit is not. It's also a stick, and it's a wishful golden hoop stick if it's hard enough to be level, otherwise it's a mallet.

Zhuo Yang turned his head again to look at the big ear cup placed on the sidelines, which he had put there with his own hands.

As the previous Champions League champions, it was customary for Madiborg FC's sporting director Hasler and captain Dras to escort the trophy to the site before the game. Hasler forcibly pulled Zhuo Yang, and turned his face if he didn't come together. My brother's words were to be heard, and Zhuo Yang obediently followed.

Hasler said: Zhuo Yang, you brought it back to Madibao last year, and you will definitely take him away this year.

Zhuo Yang said: Brother, I promise you!

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