Milan's morale has been weakened, and Montella has struggled to regain the team's morale. Now it's more of a dying struggle, waiting quietly, a little euthanasia, and even they don't believe that they can still win, there can be no hope.

But do they think Parma is going to stop there? That's wrong.

"Man, I still want to score." When Wang Dalong and Lincoln said this, Lincoln even felt a little creepy.

What the? Did I really hear me right? Do you still want to score, are you a young woman? Three goals are not satisfied, and you still want to stage a big four? Do you know what you're talking about?

For the first time, Lincoln felt that he had met one of the most BT guys in world football, and he wanted to continue scoring goals after scoring a hat-trick, what did he want to do? Isn't a two-goal lead enough? You can't compete for Europe's top scorer of the year!

Why? This desire to score goals is too strong. His eyes were full of surprise, and he really couldn't understand.

"Just pass me the ball."

"Ah, got it, you horny bitch, I'll satisfy you. But don't you think you should let me in. Lincoln chattered as he walked back.

"Well, it's okay, anyway, we have to seize the last bit of time and strive for another one." The sound of the communication between the two people is relatively small, if it is heard by the Milan players, I don't know if they will kill them, and they want to score a goal, this is to step on Milan into hell, Milan is now a fish on the chopping board, can you cut it casually?

Crespo has been constantly instructing the team on the sidelines to defend with all their might, and it is impossible to understand Wang Dalong's mind. At this time, as long as the score is kept, the victory belongs to Parma after all, and you can't run away. The fans couldn't wait and buzzed on the sidelines.

The Milan players are starting to get irritable and impatient, and the way of playing is relatively simple, but now it is even simpler. Just kick the ball to the front, love whoever goes to shoot.

Suso no longer trusted his teammates, and after taking the ball, he cut inside and shot at goal. He had no less than seven shots in the game, but none of them hit the back of the net, and this time, he didn't even touch the goal. The mentality has changed, and the footwork will be different and worse.

Parma's goal kick was taken, and Kessie actively went to catch the ball, and then saw Wang Dalong beckoning, so he gave the ball to Wang Dalong.

Not again!

Kuczka saw it, but he lacked the motivation he had before. This is terrifying, he doesn't plan to defend Wang Dalong to the death anymore?

I don't have that patience either.

Therefore, when Wang Dalong came up, he suddenly let go of the shovel.

But Wang Dalong did not fall, it seemed that his tackle could be predicted, the moment his feet flew in, Wang Dalong's left foot outside the instep was slightly sharpened, the ball was obediently offset by more than ten centimeters, and the person also moved out, stunned to dodge, the action was very subtle, but the effect was very good, like a dragonfly dotting water, there were not many ripples, but it was natural.

Ah, it doesn't feel like much effort?

Wang Dalong was surprised! Before, he would have had to accelerate all of a sudden, run faster, but now, it seems to know what Kuczka would do? And subconsciously, I didn't do more movements, just a slight flash.

But, is it really good? What if the judgment is not accurate? What should I do if I have a broken foot in a shovel? He suddenly felt that after covering Van Basten's attributes, although his feet felt awesome, this kind of awesome was very close to danger, so he was a dancer on the tip of a knife!

He doesn't want to be deposed by someone else!

Kutska felt Wang Dalong's contempt, and with an elegant gesture of the people's breeze, he disposed of him.

Then, Wang Dalong pushed the ball straight to Lincoln who was running, and the speed of the ball and the speed of the person were perfectly integrated?

I rub, perfect! After passing the ball, even Wang Dalong felt that he was very awesome.

He wasn't a fast runner, and it seemed that Lincoln was a lot faster with the ball.

At this time, Montolivo ran over, Kuczka was lost, and he definitely had to come and fill the position. Wang Dalong did not speed up this time, but ran to the Milan penalty area with Monterivo.

Strange, why not speed up?

Lincoln felt his scalp tingle when he brought the ball to the front, and he didn't have the idea of getting past the opposing team's three guards. Then, he subconsciously wanted to find Wang Dalong. Although he also wants to play the kind of football that Wang Dalong has, he only has envy at the moment, because he can't do it.

So the ball was kicked back to Wang Dalong.

Although Montolivo was close to him, Wang Dalong was not in a hurry at all.

Sticking to Montolivo, Wang Dalong touched the ball with his left foot at the same time, the whole person was first beaten, but then instantly stabbed to the left with the toe of his left foot, and the whole person also moved forward to the left side, there was no feint at all, just a pause and a stab, the four movements were coherent, and the movements were not so fast, but the victory was in the sense of rhythm, and there was a feeling of turning decay into magic.

Montolivo was stunned, but Wang Dalong had already made his fifth move.

That's a left-footed shot.

All this happened so incredible, Montolivo felt that he couldn't go with Wang Dalong's rhythm at all, and he felt very uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.

Lincoln had just tangled up with the defenders in the penalty area, and Wang Dalong had already pulled out his foot to shoot, and he kicked out the outside of his left foot.

The ball went in a strange way, and it happened to be through the gap left by the Lincoln guys.

The speed is not as fast as the ball shot by Wang Dalong, but it is accurate, as if the shooting route has already been chosen.

The next moment, Donnarumma froze again.

Why did this ball fly over?

He had used all his strength to pounce on the right as fast as he could, but the ball that passed through the slit continued to deflect to the right, drawing a graceful arc away from him......

"This ......"

At this moment, all that was left in everyone's minds was the ellipses.

Then, some erupted in applause, others remained silent. Some screamed, others fell into deep thought.

Contemplatives, such as Crespo and Vieri, and Maldini in the stands, it is only the masters who can understand how shocking Wang Dalong's shot just now.

It seems simple, but in fact, the shooting realm is really high.

After a long time, Crespo muttered: "He still shoots like this?" ”

"I don't believe you taught it, because you won't."

Vieri was said to be out of temper, Crespo used to say that he couldn't teach passing, but now, it doesn't seem like he even taught shooting, so who did he learn from? This kind of shooting, why does it look so familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere?

This little guy, why does the shot look like that one? Maldini was also stunned......