Stepping past the first hurdle, Reeves began to cut inside in the middle. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Tulalang was the first to change direction, he and defender P. Muller stayed in the midfield when he took a free kick, and waited until Reeves took the ball out of the wing, and the two turned their heads to look at Reeves's forward state, and retreated backwards, and waited until Reeves broke through to the half, without waiting for backup, at this time the two hurriedly ran backwards quickly.

During this time, Chris's interception made the two of them breathe a sigh of relief, but the interception failed and did not slow Reeves's forward speed, which made Tulalang feel bad.

Tulalang can only separate from P. Muller, lean from the middle to the side, ready to block the road of Reeves Neche, intercept the best, and if you can't stop it, you can also buy time, so that P. Muller can calmly lay out the next line of defense.

Reeves looked up and Tulalang was approaching, with P. Muller behind him at the edge of the box and Arau Diarra on the left behind him on the left flank.

This road is not working!

Reeves decided to avoid his edge and not break through Tulalang's defense from the front, because P. Muller behind him was already waiting for him, and the distance between the two was not large, even if he passed Tulalang, the ball was likely to be obtained by P. Muller, and it was not feasible to break through the front.

Reeves made a decisive lateral run, followed by Tulalang, and Reeves led his opponent to the middle.

But then Diarra is also close to getting in place, and the three will meet in front of the arc of the penalty area.

Diarra and Tulalang glanced at each other, and the two midfield pairs agreed in an instant that they were ready to close the ball in the middle of the box.

Reeves and Tulalang are one position apart from each other, and the two are running in a parallel line, running from the right to the middle about four meters in front of the penalty line.

The two were originally behind Reeves, separated by two positions before and after, but Reeves's speed was faster than Tulalang, and the distance between the two was slowly shrinking, and they were about to be side by side.

But at this time, Diarra, who was running back in the middle, was already standing on Reeves's forward line, and there were enemies on the right and in front, which should be a dead end.

Should we change gears and find another way? That's what everyone thinks.

But that's not what Reeves had in mind, and instead of slowing down, Reeves continued to accelerate.

When he was about to collide with Diarra, Reeves preemptively poked the ball out of the smaller and smaller gap between Diarra and Tulalang, Diarra did not chase the ball, his own turning speed was not fast, and he was not sure to get the ball before Reeves, so Diarra continued to stand in place and prepared to close the door with Tulalang, leaving Reeves behind.

But then, Diarra was dumbfounded, only to see Reeves's body slightly sideways, the right shoulder sinking in front and the left shoulder relaxed behind, before Diarra and Tulalang were about to close, Shengsheng slammed the door open and walked through.

The door fails to close, and the thieves enter the house!

Diarra hurriedly turned around and chased, Tulalang also chased after him, and the two chased Reeves at the same time, fortunately, after hitting the humanoid gate, Reeves stumbled a little, and the distance was not widened.

At this moment, Reeves's right foot stretched forward turned into a hook, hooked the ball from front of him through the crotch hook to the back, and at the same time the body quickly turned, accelerated backwards with the ball in reverse, and passed between the two people who were chasing, Diarra and Tulalang couldn't stop, and turned and fell to the ground in a panic.

"Cruyff turned!"

"Diarra and Tulalang were unlucky enough to be crossed through the middle by Reeves twice in a row." Dugarry on the commentary bench was amazed and did not forget to tease Lyon's two midfield partners.

"Damn it!" On the sidelines, Houllier stood up from the dugout, and he saw the danger of losing the goal again.

After passing the gate for the second time, Reeves finally got rid of the two completely, and then changed direction and came to the front of the penalty area.

P. Müller, a German-Swiss, started his debut as a midfielder, but as his career progressed, his position on the pitch gradually deteriorated, and finally stopped at the defender's position.

He joined Lyon in 2000 and left Lyon in the 2001-2002 season as a key player in Lyon's Ligue 1 title, which saw the subsequent Ligue 1 triumph in a row. In the 2006 New Year, an injury-plagued Lyon recalled their veteran, who won the Ligue 1 title in 2005-2006.

As ever, he was the last line of defence before the Lyon goalkeeper and a line of defense that could be trusted.

That doesn't mean it's invulnerable, though, and Reeves knows what to do next when he sees the wrinkles on P. Mueller's face.

The years are cruel, the veteran's physical functions have deteriorated, and the other party is most worried about eating him raw with instant explosiveness and speed.

Then he used a realistic enough feint to attack his weaknesses and force him to make a wrong judgment.

Facing P. Muller in front of him, Reeves slowed down slightly, first shook the ball to the outside, and made a move to dribble horizontally, P. Muller knew his weakness, that is, he was no longer young, his speed and reaction had degraded, Reeves's lateral pull he definitely couldn't keep up, and it was likely to pull out the shot gap, although it was on the penalty line, but the shot at such a distance was also dangerous, and it was necessary to make a predetermined interception in advance, so P. Muller decisively stretched out his foot to block.

But just as P. Muller stretched out his leg, Reeves kicked the ball with his right foot and slammed over the ball, then quickly pulled the ball back to the left with the inside of his foot.

"The oxtail is amazing!"

Reeves cleared the ball with his left foot and dashed forward to the right of P. Muller.

Kupe, Kupe, Kupe

At this moment, all the Lyon players and fans are shouting the same name, Diarra and Tulalang got up to chase but couldn't reach it, P. Muller took a feint and was too busy to turn around, and it was God and Kupe who could stop Reeves from scoring in the penalty area, and in the eyes of Lyon fans, Kupe, who was standing in front of the goal, was obviously more trustworthy than the ethereal God.

The anticipation of the crowd did not help Kupe, at the moment he could only rely on himself, he stood in the middle of the goal, saw P. Muller eat a feint, he knew that it was not good, and chose to attack again in a hurry.

In the face of the attacking Kupe, Reeves had many options, but time was running out, Muller had turned around and was ready to chase back, and Reeves made too many moves to slow down the fighter.

So Reeves got straight to his feet and toe the ball up.

It's a pick-up again! That was Kupe's first reaction, as the shadow of the previous goal was still hanging over him, and Reeves wanted to humiliate himself in the same way.

Don't!

Kupe reacted quickly, jumping up the moment the ball was picked up and raising his hands.

But when Kupe's hands were raised diagonally, he regretted it, because he saw that the ball did not fly forward and upward with an arc, but as if it was faulty, the ball flew diagonally to the right, and the force was very light, and it flew to the chest and then slowly fell.

Worst! It's not faulty, it's deliberate.

Kupe had just been alert, and before he could act, Reeves had already taken a step to the right and volleyed sideways into the falling football.

The ball flew into the goal through the gap between Kupe and the goalpost.

The horse stepped on the city, and finally broke Loulan and pulled out the flag and returned.