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They may be closer to Brazil.

Even if they are defenders, they have an attacking heart.

A true Dutch team that never forgets to attack at any time.

They firmly believe that defense is unreliable and that only offense can completely destroy the opponent!

So Twente seized the opportunity after Ajax's attack and formed a counterattack in an instant!

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Iyengar Enno is the closest Ajax player to the Twente attacking line.

He struggled to hold his center of gravity and determine which side the ball would go to before making a move, but his efforts failed almost instantly.

Because Twente's attacking line played two small areas in the blink of an eye, and even crossed his defensive zone with the ball, it was impossible for him to cover such a large area alone!

Enno turned around in a panic, ready to return to defense, but he looked at the huge open field on his side, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Can't stop it!

How can this be stopped?!

In this open field, the red and white figure was particularly inconspicuous, and even Denenboum, who had already suffered, couldn't help but smile a little.

Even if he can run again, he will always feel a little tired at the end of the first half, right?

Your legs are a little sore and soft, right?

Without the support of his teammates, will he be able to stop the attack of the entire Twente team alone?

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He can't!

But he can give it a try!

Longshute has taken a step!

He rushed over to the Twente attackers, who were up to eight people!

Like a crystal and round egg, it resolutely crashed towards an angular and incomparably hard diamond!

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Boil the ocean!

Reckless!

Whoever sees this scene will definitely make such an assessment.

Van Basten's heart has already risen to his throat.

The coaching staff and substitutes behind him also showed worried expressions one by one.

The Cantonese narrator thousands of miles away sighed again and again:

"Long Shute is still too young and impulsive! He should hold his zone and wait for his teammates to get in place or he'll get past him easily...... Yes! ”

Before the narrator could say a word, he let out a scream that surprised the other guest.

"He got it!"

That's right, he grabbed it!

Ronshit started out with small jogging and the Twente players didn't take him to heart, just passing the ball horizontally between each other in an attempt to get around him.

But the young man, who looked already a little tired, suddenly burst into an indescribable force, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a red wind and stopped the opponent's somewhat anxious through ball!

His movements were extremely clean, and it took only one simple lateral step to complete the interception.

But why did those viewers look incredulous?

In their eyes, the passing between the Twente players is very fast, not to mention intercepting in the middle of it, and even the spectators in the stands are a little dizzying, how does he react and predict?!

Prediction 14, reaction 16, acceleration 17, interception 15!

Composure 17, concentration 17, decisiveness 17...... And luck 18!

After all, luck was still on his side, and his adventure was still exchanged for a chance after all!

Long Shute, go forward!

He's going to fight back!

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Interception and counterattack, defense and offense, this transition takes place in half a second!

Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, everyone couldn't help but be stunned for half a second!

And half a second, for a person who has already accelerated his speed, is enough for him to run four or five meters away with the ball!

When the Twente midfielders came to their senses and turned around, the red and white figure was more than ten meters away from them!

A distance of 10 metres means that the defenders have no hope of catching up with the attackers!

"Wow!"

De Kuhl, the commentator on Dutch television, opened his mouth wide, but could no longer make any other sounds.

The guest Yang Sen also had a dumbfounded expression, as if he had seen a ghost.

Because on the turf like the blue sea, that red figure is like an incomparable sharp sword, cutting the Amsterdam stadium in half!

He rolled up a red storm!

He struck a straight bolt of lightning!

Those Twente players must be regretting at this moment, why did they press forward so aggressively!

In just half a breath, Ronshette broke through the encirclement of ten Twente players!

He crossed the halfway line, but the pace at his feet didn't slow down in the slightest!

Soleimani and four other frontcourt players are now a little embarrassed:

Their retreat was so slow that all four were almost in an offside position, and they could only be weak for this attack.

Long Shute didn't look at them either, and he even roared unceremoniously:

"Get out of the way!"

In front of him is a flat grassland, and he is the bloody BMW covered in red!

He's here to spoil and spun!

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As a football fan, you should know that although there is no strict standard for the size of a football field, the length is only about 100 meters, and it will not exceed 110 meters at most.

Half time is 50 meters.

If you deduct the 16 meters in the big penalty area, there are only 34 meters left for Longshute.

For a green fast horse that can enter 10.68 seconds in 100 meters, 34 meters is just a blink of an eye.

Van Basten had already risen from the bench and staggered to the sideline with his two stump legs.

McLaren could only clench his fists tightly, hoping that the fast horse on the field would suddenly lose his front hooves and fall on all fours.

But Longshut didn't give him a chance.

Without even hesitation, he swept the ball past Soleimani in an offside position and burst into the box!

The Twente goalkeeper is 38-year-old Sundell Boschkel, an aging veteran who was named in the Dutch squad for training before Euro 2008 but was left out of the 23-man squad at the last minute by then-manager Van Basten.

Now that Van Basten is on the sidelines, the veteran goalkeeper certainly wants to prove in front of him that he is not useless!

So he took a deep breath, his knees bent slightly, his weight shifted downward, and his feet swayed from side to side, trying to confuse the other party.

Because he knew that the player in front of him was very young - Ronschette was not even half the age of Boschkel......

Therefore, the young Ajax player is bound to not be too calm in his psychological state after forming a single knife, not to mention that he is still a defender who is good at defending!

But perhaps he should regret that he was too big!

Long Shute's psychological attributes are much stronger than he imagined!

Calm 17!

Concentration 17!

Decision 17!

Luck 18!

Even if his shooting ability has just reached 10, how could he lose most of the empty goals so close?!

"Dragon...... Special! Burst into the restricted area! ”

"He's ready to shoot!"

Boschkel suddenly panicked.

Because he saw that the young man not only did not slow down to shoot, but rushed straight in!

He had to abandon the goal and narrow the angle of his opponent's shot again.

But it was too late!

The depth of the big penalty area was only 16.5 meters, and when he had just taken three steps, Long Shut had already rushed to his side!

Boschkel's mind went blank, he had never met such a fast opponent in his 30 years of football!

Ronshit is not here to play football at all!

He's here to race!

Boshkel subconsciously stepped out sideways, his hands stretched out, trying to stop the football.

But the ball was already grazing the turf and flying towards the goal behind him!

Empty goal!

"Bang!"

His hands touched something.

He couldn't help but pounce hard!

That's not the ball, that's the legs of Longshut.

Then the old goalkeeper of Twente saw a figure roll through the air and fall straight to the ground!

"Drop!"

Boshkel heard a sharp whistle, and then the tall referee walked up quickly, pulled a plastic card out of his breast pocket, and held it high at him.

This big red card is particularly dazzling in the huge Amsterdam stadium.

The goal works!

Goalkeeper red card!