Galeries Lafayette Madrid Mansion!

Mourinho watched Su Qin being played by the Barcelona gang again and again on the pitch with such distress!

Su Qin and Olic were still desperately counter-attacking in the midfield.

But the pinnacle of Habaibu is not an existence that you can do with all your might.

Under the kind of passing and cutting cooperation that almost did not pause, the physical energy of the Croatian team was also rapidly consumed in the crazy rush!

However, fortunately, Spain does not have such an efficient striker as Su Qin.

Therefore, although the scene was overwhelmed, at least the score has not been further expanded!

"Jose, do you think Sue's arrival will change the situation in which we are suppressed?"

Lafayette, who was sitting next to Mourinho, suddenly asked.

"Mr. Lord, I can't guarantee that we will win against Barcelona on the field, but I believe that we will win!"

"Haha, José, I just love the way you speak! Don't worry, Sue will definitely wear the Real Madrid jersey! ”

"Hopefully!"

Durban on the pitch!

The game is now 60 minutes long!

The score is still 3:1!

The Spanish fans in the stands were already celebrating as if they were celebrating a victory.

The Croatian fans in plaid jerseys on their sides prayed with their hands folded.

They prayed that in the last ten minutes of the game, their players would be able to pull off a miracle.

The 61st minute of the game!

The old man on the sidelines changed formations.

Pukrivac was replaced and Rakitic came on.

Caleczi is substituted and Mandzukic comes on!

Two defensive players went off the field and replaced with two offensive players, and Lao Bi was going to work hard.

He couldn't defend anymore.

In the last twenty minutes, he had to attack with all his might.

"This is a ruined ship!"

"Of course, twenty minutes is more than enough."

"Pleticosa's goal kick!"

"It's still Su Qin who is looking for the midfielder!"

"No problem, grab the first point and give the ball to Rakitic who is inserted on his side."

"Xavi pounced, a change of direction, beautiful, Rakitic got past Xavi and gave the ball to Luka Modric on the left!"

"To Kranitsa!"

"Start!"

"Croatia's attack on the left!"

"Kranica is fast!"

"Ramos is out!"

"Oh, bring too much, Modric already wants the ball, what is this Kranica thinking!"

On the pitch!

Kranica, who was still sprinting with the ball just now, was lying on the turf in embarrassment.

And in front of him is the fierce-looking Ramos!

However, Ramos's foul action this time was not big, and there were no hurtful additional actions.

The referee stopped the game and did not show Ramos a yellow card.

Of course, there are still necessary verbal warnings!

"It's okay, Kranica fell to the ground and successfully won a free kick opportunity for Croatia in front!"

"The location is relatively out of the ordinary, not suitable for hitting the door directly!"

"Luka Modric is at the penalty spot!"

"All the highs on the Croatian side have come up!"

In the penalty area of Spain!

It was just a simple free-kick opportunity.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the whole of Spain looked like a great enemy.

Even Villa, who had been in front, retreated to the penalty area!

No way!

This header is also the only weakness of this Spanish team.

"Gerald, go, follow that Sue!"

"Over there, don't miss anyone!"

"Andres is making a lot of fun here, go to the goalpost!"

Puyol was directing the team to mark people, and suddenly saw the cute Iniesta actually run to Su Qin's side, looking like he was going to keep an eye on Su Qin!

"Oh!"

Hearing the arrangement of his captain, Iniesta obediently ran to the goalpost.

As for Su Qin?

Su Qin, who knew this, was soon sandwiched between the Spanish players like dumplings.

Sergio Busquets + Pique and Pedro.

Three people!

It's just that after getting used to the German team's pinching of steel, Su Qin only feels that the pinching of the three Pique is completely like playing.

After seeing the front point signal from Modric.

Su Qin immediately pretended to lean back.

When he ran, Pique naturally followed.

And Professor Bu kept an eye on it and didn't leave!

Really!

After Modric's free kick came, Su Qin, who was still running backwards, suddenly rushed forward.

Professor Bu was not ambiguous, and immediately ran to the landing point and blocked in front of Su Qin.

Professor Bu knew very well that his body would never be able to compete with Su Qin.

Therefore, after jumping up slightly and then feeling Su Qin's body touching him, Professor Bu immediately said, "Ah!! An extremely loud scream came out.

Then he fell straight down in front of Su Qin!

Be!

Su Qin did indeed hit the football and put the ball into the goal.

However, the referee blew the whistle to signal that the goal was invalid!

And the reason why the goal was invalid was that the referee thought that Su Qin was suspected of fouling when he was in contact with Busquets just now!

"Oops, this ball."

"I have to say that Busquets's acting skills are really good!"

"In slow motion, before Su Qin touched Busquets, this guy was already preparing to fall to the ground!"

"Croatia's best chance of the second half was wasted!"

In the forbidden area at this time.

Looking at Professor Bu who was still covering the back of his head on the ground with a painful face, Su Qin was really angry!

This fuck!

The Barcelona gang is really disgusting.

He did a lot of calculations, but he really didn't count it on the World Cup field, and Professor Bu could still give him such an interpretation.

It's been less than three months since the poor Motta red card.

"Hey! Stop acting, don't you think you're a clown? ”

Su Qin, who couldn't help it, directly pulled Professor Bu, who was still screaming, up.

After such a pull, Professor Bu, who was still in a miserable state, suddenly recovered.

"Fuck, what did you say?"

Busquets, who got up, directly pushed Su Qin.

Pique, who was next to Professor Bu, saw that his dear Barcelona teammate was messed up by Su Qin, so he naturally came up directly.

Su Qin is not alone, after Pique came over, Modric naturally protected his own Subracci.

As the captain on the field, the Magic Flute watched his team's hard-won goal being played by Busquets, how could he bear it!

While protecting Su Qin, the magic flute, who has always been a good old man, immediately pushed Busquets angrily!

However, who would have thought!

Professor Bu's acting skills were on again at the moment when the magic flute moved!

As soon as he touched him, before the Magic Flute could exert its strength, Busquets fell straight backwards*2.

All right!

In fact, Busquets did think too much this time.

The referee will be standing not far from them.

The movements of the two people are clearly in their eyes!

Without any extra action, the referee took out a yellow card directly from his trouser pocket and showed a yellow card to Busquets and Modric, who were pushing people with Su Qin.

Not only was it a yellow card, the referee even called Busquets alone.

A stern warning!

"Don't act in front of me!"

"I'll keep an eye on you!"

Get!

This will be regarded as the referee can see that he was a misjudgment just now, and Su Qin should not have committed a foul, but after all, he has already been punished to that scale.

He didn't always change the verdict, of course, it made Croatia suffer a dark loss, and the referee was also thinking about how to make the Croatian fans balance it later.

After all, people in Croatia grew up in the war, and there should be a lot of people playing with guns and something.

"Oh, it's a bit of a loss now!"

"On the Croatian side, Su Qin and Modric have a yellow card, and Busquets is also a yellow card!"

"The most important thing is that Su Qin's header goal didn't count because the whistle blew first!"

"There's still time!"

"There's still time, don't be in a hurry here in Croatia!"

The clash on the pitch ended with a few decisive yellow cards from the referee.

However, what's interesting is that I don't know why, obviously close at hand, Ramos, who is usually the most ferocious, took advantage of this time to run to the goal and drink water with Casillas.

It's just that it's a bit surprising.

There's nothing wrong with the field!

But the problem on the sidelines came out.

The irascible old man roared angrily after seeing that his goal scored by Subrache was hacked by the referee and Spain.

"Are you blind? Is that a foul? ”

“fuck！”

“XXXXXXXXXX！”

Not only complained, but Lao Bi even yelled while using his own hands to make a blind action.

Ahem!

All right!

The fourth official, who was not far from Laobi, reported the problem on the sidelines to the referee on the field without delay!

And then

There is no such thing as Laobi.

A bright red card from the referee brought Lao Bi's World Cup journey to an early end.

Moreover, because the stands behind Lao Bi were full of Spanish fans.

So, a few years later, the famous painting of the century that belonged to Arsene Wenger appeared ahead of schedule.

Croatian tactician San Bilic stood in front of countless Spanish fans with his hands in his pockets and a proud face.

A penalty kick in the opening game is a fake fall!

A goal is blown away!

The manager is sent off!

Everything was like a dagger, deeply rooted in the hearts of the Croatian players on the field.

Including Su Qin!

Including Modric!

When all the Croatian players saw Lao Bi standing alone in the stands where the Spanish fans gathered!

The smell of gunpowder that had been brewing in the first place finally burst into a dazzling spark!

Sixty-fifth minute of the game!

Sergio Busquets, who received the ball in the middle, had just shaken off Mandzukic with a juggling feint after receiving Xavi's knockback.

Before he could hand the ball back in!

Su Qin, who had been on Busquets' side all along, appeared.

Without any hesitation!

Su Qin, who had already been full of anger, was a fierce sliding shovel on Busquets' right foot!

Side Front!

After preparing for a long time, Su Qin, who was stuck in the referee's field of vision, shoveled Busquets' right foot so accurately.

"Ah!!h

An extremely miserable scream appeared.

Busquets!

After two fake falls to the ground in this game, it is finally the third time to fall to the ground.

This time, though!

Professor Boo's screams seemed to be real.

Holding his right foot, Professor Bu began to roll in place!

Peake was right behind Professor Boo.

After seeing Busquets being kicked by Su Qin like this, he suddenly rushed towards Su Qin angrily.

It's just that he hasn't waited for him to get close to Su Qin.

Modric was still in front of Su Qin for the first time.

The fetters of the sheep baby!

"Hey, get away!"

Not only blocked Pique, but the Magic Flute said to Pique with angry eyes!

Luka Modric is not alone!

Soon, Kranica, Jolluka, Pranic!

All the Croatian players were on Modric's side.

All right!

So many people stepped forward.

Peake was wilted suddenly.

Little Pi is starting to get a little overwhelmed!

And the other side!

Seeing that Pique was so useless, Ramos had to come forward.

However, Ramos is not looking for Su Qin to fight steel.

Ramos was very sensible and ran over to explain the situation to the referee.

"Mr. Referee, this is indeed a foul!"

Forehead.

This?

As soon as the words came out, Ramos felt as if what he had said was not quite right?

It's just that there is no way, when he heard Busquets screaming, he also subconsciously felt a little different in his heart!

It's like many years later, when it was clear that the No. 7 penalty went into his own door, he still subconsciously started to prepare to celebrate with that man.

"I've got eyes! You don't need to say it! ”

However, to Ramos's surprise, the referee's response seemed to be a little different from what he thought!

After saying this to himself, the referee walked away.

And walked towards Su Qin, who stood up.

Let's go!

All the Croatian players panicked.

It is said that there is already a yellow card on Su Qin now.

Croatia is really out of the game!

However!

Just when all the Croatian fans were worried about dying, the referee walked directly to Busquets, who was still screaming, as if he didn't see Su Qin.

Moreover, the referee squatted beside Busquets and asked Busquets with a little contempt!

"How? If it's okay, get back to the game as soon as possible, and if there's a problem, I'll let the stretcher in! ”

The Spanish players were stunned.

Not only the Spanish players, but even the Croatian players were a little confused.

What's the situation?

This.

Could it be that the referee thought that Busquets was a habitual offender this time?

Busquets, who was still hurting to death, suddenly had a question mark on his face after hearing the referee's words!

He's really been shoveled, although it shouldn't have been broken

But!

The foul in this case, the referee did not say anything?

Stretcher?

At this time, when the stretcher is on the field, the team will have one less player.

That's it!

Busquets gritted his teeth and stood up.

It's just that the right foot, which is still in severe pain, makes Busquets a little panicked!

Looks like he's really hurt this time?

Wrong!

After a few attempts to exert force.

Busquets was in despair.

Not likely!

His right leg really can't exert his strength.

He.

He was really injured after acting twice.

And it's the kind of big injury that can't keep up with the game and even has to recuperate for a while.

Moment!

Busquets thought of something terrible.

He. He can't make it to the World Cup final?

As soon as I thought of this, I didn't know if it hurt or what, and the professor's tears came out involuntarily.

While crying, Professor Bu just lay straight on the turf and made a substitution gesture to the audience!

"Oops! Is this hurting? ”

"Su Qin's sliding shovel just now, it seems that he really injured Busquets?"

The hotel where the Dutch team stayed!

When Busquets made a substitution with tears in his eyes!

Snead immediately raised his arms and shouted.

This shout was hysterical, it was a joyful wanton!

"Hey, Wesley, are you that excited?"

General Fan, who was sitting next to Snead, looked at Sneijder's excited appearance and asked curiously.

"You're not happy? How disgusting this guy is, you don't know? Also, this guy is injured, without him, Spain's midfielder will have to go down a notch! ”

“fuck！ You said that! “

"Thank God!"

"Amen!"

"Fuck, you thank God Mao, if you want to thank my brother, when the World Cup is over, I'll take you to meet my brother and let him teach you a good header, have you ever seen his header in the dragon gate? That's enough for you to learn for a few years! ”

"Uh-huh, I do remember that header, to be honest, I look at that header, I always feel that I might be able to get one in the future!"

The sixty-seventh minute of the game!

Spain substitutions!

Sergio Busquets went off injured.

Xavi Alonso came off the bench.

In the stands, more than 6,000 Croatian fans came to life.

It's not just about coming alive!

While Busquets covered his face and cried bitterly.

All the Croatian fans even booed the LaMasia film and television professor!

Busquets's fate seems to have given Croatia hope of a comeback!

Merely!

Soon!

Xavi Alonson's top-notch stadium combing ability made Croatian fans calm down again.

Oh, yes!

Went down to a Busquets!

There is also Xavi Alonso, who is only stronger than Busquets.

Not only Alonso, but also on the bench, there is also the youngest superstar captain in Arsenal history. Phew, a Barcelona loyal guard Fabregas who would rather pay out of his own pocket!

Such a terrifying bench depth!

It's really not comparable to Croatia today!

Moreover, the appearance of Xavi Alonso has made Spain's style of play more diverse.

Two full-backs, especially Ramos.

After Xavi Alonso came on, Ramos went straight from a single defensive player to a winger.

Breaking through the side again and again, Kranica is miserable!

The side lane is gone!

Croatia's attack can only be a strong attack on Su Qin.

75th minute of the game!

Su Qin received another goal kick from his own goalkeeper Pletticosa, after smashing away Xavi Alonso.

Su Qin unloaded the football steadily, intending to turn around and shoot.

It's a pity!

Just like before.

Harvey and Iniesta were wrapped around Su Qin's side like dog skin plasters.

It's very uncomfortable.

Su Qin is not afraid of tall and strong defenders, he is afraid of players like Xavi and Iniesta who are not tall but are extremely flexible.

People don't have any physical contact with you at all, just he pokes the football at your feet.

That's it!

Su Qin's long-range shot still failed to shoot.

Not only is it a long-range shot, a header or something, Su Qin doesn't have any chances.

"Hey!"

"Ground attack, Modric will be caught and directly hit the high-altitude ball, this Su Qin is difficult to support!"

"It's really the gap in the lineup, the Spanish lineup is too luxurious!"

"Even an Arsenal captain like Cesc Fabregas can only be a substitute in Spain!"

Lao Huang on the sideline commentary seat sighed like this!

However, perhaps Xavi Alonso fed Ramos too much of the ball.

Croatia miraculously seized an opportunity!

84th minute of the game!

Ramos, who ran too far ahead, failed to keep up with Cranica in time, resulting in a successful cross from Cranica.

Front Point Position!

Because of the interference of Ramos, who was chasing after Kranica.

In the last cross, Kranica crossed too far forward.

And that location!

Pique's position is much more able to reach the ball than Su Qin.

Watching the football rush forward, Pique suddenly rushed over with a happy face, and then jumped to clear the siege directly.

In the past year, Pique was a little emo by Su Qin's header, but fortunately, this game is the national team, with the help of his teammates, he basically has no chance to fight with Su Qin.

Even if he had, he could rely on crowd tactics to defend the ball.

Just now, after seeing Kranica unexpectedly break through Ramos's defense.

Pique was still worried about dying.

There's no one around him.

If the football reaches Su Qin, he may have to give that damn Su as a background board again.

Lucky!

God forbid!

This guy actually kicked it!

That's it!

Pique tilted his head over as if with a smile on his face.

However!

Soon!

A scene that made Pique collapse appeared.

That damn Sue!

Sue, who didn't know what it was made of, actually rushed to his side at the last moment!

And, the moment his head hit the football, the guy hit his head too.

Football is gone!

"Boom !!"

This was followed by a crisp crash.

And then

Pique felt that his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything!

Blurred!

Pique felt like there was something loud on the pitch.

And almost 5 seconds later!

Pique, who had fallen on the turf, recovered.

The ball went in?

Again?

Or is it that damn header way?

Rubbing his head in severe pain, Peake sat up!

In front of him, the red and white plaid jersey players who all ran desperately to the midfield 2:3!!

Just now, Su Qin smashed the ball into the goal with a header!

"Boom!"

All the Croatian fans in the stadium roared like they had exploded.

"Pretty !!"

"A brace!"

"Su Qin finally used his best header to help Croatia indent the score!"

"The 15th goal of this World Cup!"

"Incredible data!"

"I believe that this data will not be able to be touched by anyone for many years, or even hundreds of years!"

"15 goals in a single session, and Su Qin's game is not over yet!"

"If Croatia unfortunately loses in the end, then in the next three days, Croatia will play a third-place or four-place match against the losers of Uruguay and the Netherlands!"

"I can't imagine what a terrible statistic Su Qin's goal record will be!"

"But before that, Su Qin has to hurry!"

"There are still six or seven minutes to go, and there is still a chance!"

"There's still a chance!"

Lao Huang shouted excitedly.

And on the pitch!

Su Qin didn't have any idea of celebrating!

After declining all his teammates' attempts to celebrate, Su Qin rushed directly into the goal, picked up the football and quickly returned to his half.

He ignored the Pique, who seemed to be playing dead on the turf!

He knows!

Croatia still has a chance!

Pique got up.

He was pulled up by his own captain, Puyol.

The head is still buzzing.

However, Pique can't care about that.

There were still a few minutes left, and he had to hold on.

As long as you win the game, it doesn't matter!

Wrong!

It should be as long as you win that Sue!

It doesn't matter what it does!

The game will soon be back in action!

However!

The mature Spaniards did not give Croatia another chance to attack.

In the minutes that followed, the Spaniards played their most skillful game of possession.

Habai Alonso + the whole backfield!

Football has been passed under the feet of these people.

Of course, from time to time, they will be fouled by anxious Croatian players.

Fall to the ground!

Surround the referee!

That's it!

The final time of the game was all over.

At the end of the four minutes of stoppage time.

The referee decisively blew the whistle for the end of the game!

In the stands at the Durban Stadium!

More than 30,000 Spanish fans immediately celebrated wildly.

The Spanish substitutes, including Cesc Fabregas, also rushed into the pitch excitedly.

Of course!

There was one person in the Spanish carnival team who always felt that something was wrong!

The other side!

The Croatian fans also covered their eyes and cried one by one amid the cheers of the Spanish fans.

"It's over!"

“3:2!”

"Croatia, which has been undefeated all the way to the semifinals from the group stage, lost!"

"However, after the absence of three absolute main players, Croatia still left the suspense of the game until the last moment!"

"For us, there are no losers in this game!"

"We see the potential of Croatia with a high striker like Su Qin!"

"We believe that in the next World Cup or the next World Cup, Croatia will make a comeback!"

"Hey, Xiao Duan, do you have anything to say?"

After brewing for a while, Mr. Huang finally saw Duan Xuan, who had been sitting beside him for a long time.

"Eh, okay, Mr. Huang!"

"There is always a win or a loser, but that's the charm of football!"

"In the history of world football, there is no such thing as a winning general!"

"It's amazing that Croatia has come so far!"

"Among these teams in the top 8 of the World Cup, Croatia is the worst overall strength, except for Su Qin and Eduardo, Croatia no longer has a player who plays for a giant."

"And today, their opponent can be said to be Spain, which is the strongest overall strength today!"

"A Spanish team with an original Barcelona team!"

"Without the support of the old guys from Inter, it is indeed remarkable that Su Qin can single-handedly lead the team to score 3:2 with Spain!"

"I believe that Su Qin's performance like this will definitely win everyone's respect!"

"Of course, Croatia's World Cup journey doesn't end with this defeat!"

"And the last three or four finals!"

"Su Qin still hopes to continue to set a new record for goals in a single World Cup!"

On the pitch!

As Duan Xuan said.

When the game was over, not a single Croatian player was slumped on the turf.

Although there were tears in their eyes, they still stood on the court with their heads held high.

Lao Bi left the stands as soon as possible, walked into the court, and hugged each of his disciples.

For Laobi, his team has really done what they can in this game.

However, football matches are like this, there is an element of luck, but in the end, it is still the strength of the two teams that determines the outcome of the game.

"Hey, Sue, thank you!!!"

looked at Su Qin, who was standing alone.

Lao Bi naturally immediately sent a big hug.

The game is over.

But outside the stadium, it was suddenly lively!

"In the semifinals of the Devil's Halberd, Spain defeated Croatia without a solution! 》

The End of the Dark Horse, the Establishment of the Spanish Dynasty? 》

"Majin Su scored twice, and the number of goals in a single World Cup surpassed Fontaine's best in history!" 》

The first time the whistle blows!

All the newspapers began to report in detail about Croatia's defeat.

And almost 5 minutes after the end of the game!

A piece of latest exciting news has shocked the world football world like a bombshell!

A photo!

A photo of getting off the plane.

And the two people in the photo are Raiola, the agent of Su Qin, the hottest superstar in the World Cup, and the old man who established the Manchester United dynasty, Sir Alex Ferguson!

"Majin Su has signed with Manchester United! Manchester United's new No. 7 Su Qin? 》

All right!

Raiola's hand is indeed blowing up the heads of the major giants.

They really didn't expect Raiola to hook up with Ferguson in such a hurry.

That night!

From Madrid, London, Manchester, Milan City, Barcelona!

One after another, special planes flew like crazy to South Africa, Africa.

They knew that the picture was nothing more than bait thrown by greedy Mino!

But, even so!

The major giants are still rushing to South Africa.

July 2010!

Serie A Golden Boot, Champions League Golden Boot, World Cup Golden Boot!

The three Golden Boot Grand Slams Su Qin competition has officially kicked off!

PS: Refined again, from 4,000 words to 8000 words, guys taste it, Pippi is still there, let's change it if there is a problem, it's all here, and it's still one or two chapters away!