“……”

“……”

“……”

Camp Nou stands, cloudy.

No one would have believed that the score would be 5:2 and the aggregate score would be 9:5.

The tragedy of Barcelona, the most tragic in history, happened, and it was only the first half.

Barcelona's biggest defeat in the Champions League was in the 1994 Champions League final, when they lost 4-0 to AC Milan and then 4-0 to Dynamo Kiev in 1997.

That was ten or twenty years ago, but the strength of the team back then was not the same as it is today.

And at home!

"I ...... I...... I ......"

Many Barcelona fans can't speak anymore, conceding goals one after another, and they can't even breathe!

"We are cursed,"

"We're absolutely cursed."

"God ......"

Some fans immediately roared angrily:

"Match-fixing! This is definitely match-fixing! ”

"It is impossible for this to happen, those bastards on the field must have received money from the spinach company, otherwise they wouldn't have fought like this, they all seemed to have fallen into evil, there were so many mistakes, how could it be possible! When pigs fly! ”

'Alaba, Pique, Mathieu, it's normal that there's no one in the defence. Messi is also taking a walk. ”

"Enrique is also making stupid mistakes, when he concedes the first goal, what does he do when he concedes the second goal?"

'In the third, fourth, fifth, I couldn't hear him, and Xavi wasn't the captain on the field.

"As for Messi, he has also been silent and has not made any response."

"Alas!"

No one could understand what was going on, anyway, five goals appeared in nine minutes, and Dong Fangzhuo scored five goals alone, staging the craziest scene.

And these five goals also allowed Dong Fangzhuo to tie Ronaldo in the Champions League scorer list.

He didn't even play in the group stage and just caught up, what a crazy act......

Every Barcelona person just wants to die at this moment, but I don't know how those Barcelona players on the pitch feel.

When the Manchester United players were celebrating, Messi just stood in place with his hands on his hips, numb.

"2:5 how to chase! Chasing 4 goals in a row? It's not impossible, now it's Dong Fangzhuo chasing 5 goals in a row, and it's not impossible to chase 4 goals in a row, but Dong Fangzhuo and Manchester United's current state, won't Dong Fangzhuo continue to score? There is no hope for Barcelona. ”

'The goals won't stop, I feel like it's another big game, will it be the result of the game against Arsenal? 8:2, it's really not a dream......"

As the United fans celebrated, there was an uproar in the stands, with a middle-aged male fan stepping over the billboard and rushing into the stadium in a frenzied manner.

The Barcelona staff at the scene did not pay attention, because they were shocked by Dong Fangzhuo's five goals and couldn't move.

So much so that everyone found out when the fan rushed to Dong Fangzhuo.

But an even crazier scene appeared, thinking that the fan was angry and wanted to smoke a Barcelona player, and it turned out to be a Manchester United player.

Click,

The fan knelt on his knees, and then knelt down in front of Dong Fangzhuo, his expression and movements were quite reverent.

"God,"

"You are God,"

"You are the god of football!"

The camera immediately focused on him.

The fan bowed down.

"Does he regard Dong Fangzhuo as the god of football?"

"Bow down!"

"That's right, Dong Fangzhuo is a god now, and he can afford to bow down like this."

Because of the crazy behavior of this fan, the Manchester United fans at the scene also cheered.

“king!”

“king!”

“king!”

The sound resounded in the sky, and at this time it was as if it had become the home of Manchester United, and no amount of Barcelona made any sense.

Staff entered the stadium and dragged the United fan out before the game could resume.

The referee gave Barcelona a lot of face, and there was no stoppage time before the whistle blew directly at the end of the first half.

It was a rather heavy first half, and Barcelona were going to walk out of the pitch with their heads bowed down, and they seemed to be heavy with every step they took, as if the game was over.

They don't believe in any more miracles.

It's over, it's all over.

"Champagne,"

"I'm going to open champagne!"

In the away locker room, I don't know who suddenly shouted.

"Oh man, it can't be like this right now, we're not AC Milan!"

"It's going to infuriate them!"

'Yes, I'm just going to provoke them and we're going to keep scoring.'

"This ......"

Manchester United teammates searched for who said this, but when they saw it, it was Dong Fangzhuo.

"Ah, Dong. You're crazy. It's really not good to do that. Carrick rolled his eyes.

"What if they lose in a hurry and come down at our feet? Let's keep it low! ”

"Carrick is right that we should continue to keep a low profile. Remember Istanbul ......"

"We haven't qualified for the final yet."

'You're all right, but we're not careless, we're going to provoke them, we're going to keep scoring, we're going to score more!'

"They will definitely resist like crazy, then let's destroy them completely!"

“……”

Dong Fangzhuo's voice was too loud, and his words were indeed heard by the Barcelona players in the home dressing room.

The originally depressed face instantly turned angry.

"Bastard!"

"Bastard!"

"Bastard!"

Mascherano's anger was instantly ignited, and he was the first to get angry.

If the old captain Puyol is here, it is estimated that he will be even more furious.

Manchester United have been bullied to this extent!

Even Harvey, who had always been silent, the muscles on his face continued to tremble and twist.

"We're going to abolish him!"

"You must abolish him!"

"Even if they lose, we can't let them be so arrogant!"

Busquets roared heartbreakingly.

Messi, the ace of the team, walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, splashed the water in his hand and splashed it on his face wildly, and then simply stuffed his head under the faucet, soaked in the water for nearly a minute before raising his head again.

Looking at his hideous self in the mirror, he really wanted to cry without tears!

Aggrieved, annoyed, angry, and unwilling were all written on his face.

He, alone, did it!

He really did it!

Why can't I!

No, I can do that too!

Walking out of the locker room again, Enrique was already roaring there.

However, such a roar did not come a little too late. Messi didn't listen to a word.

In his mind, only himself was left, in the current situation, he didn't trust his teammates, he felt that only he could solve the problem, just like Dong Fangzhuo did just now.

Dong Fangzhuo made him completely crazy......