“Urby…Emanuelson!Goooooooooooool!”

The commentator XXX from Italian TV no longer remembers how many times he made such a cry in a game, so he could only look up at the score above the screen.

PSV0-11MILAN.

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"I love you, Long!"

Emmanurson hugged Long Shute, then spread his legs and jumped up.

He has not scored goals for more than half a year. In the 2012-13 season, he played in Milan and Fulham (on loan) one after another, scoring only three goals in total. In his peak season in Ajax, he scored more than ten goals on all fronts!

No one doesn't want to score goals, especially a Dutchman who likes to attack, who also wants to prove his worth with goals.

This season can score a goal in the first official game, which must be a good start!

Holding the dragon's thighs... I have meat to eat!

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Long Shute patted Emmanuelson's ass and pushed him off himself.

Eindhoven's defensive system disappeared from 10 minutes after the second half. They finally regained their strength, but were easily destroyed by Milan's offensive firepower!

They tried to use multiple players to double-team Milan's attack core Longshute, but Kaka, Balotelli, and Salavi are not ravens. Once they get space, they can create murderous intent every minute!

Long Shute made a big splash at the beginning of the second half, and then he significantly reduced his offensive style of fighting alone and instead sought to cooperate with his teammates.

Everyone thought that the Chinese Dragon with four goals was ready to stop, but he showed his skills in another field!

Within 15 minutes, Kaka and Balotelli scored goals, and the score of the entire game was expanded to 7-0!

Seven goals behind, Eindhoven's players collapsed at the same time in physical fitness and morale!

But after the 70th minute, Long Shute raised his submachine gun again!

Not only did he complete a hat-trick in a row within 10 minutes, he scored 7 goals in this game, but he also led his old teammate Emmanuelson to one goal!

11-0!

Those Eindhoven's defensemen... were as useless as paper men in his eyes!

The same is true.

Generally speaking, the team's most stable positions are generally goalkeepers and central defenders. They are rarely replaced in the game unless they are injured and yellow cards, but Eindhoven's head coach had to replace two central defenders in the 80th minute.

The two 18-year-old young men covered their faces and started crying before they even walked out of the stadium!

Mom, that uncle named Long is so terrible!

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Will Eindhoven's new two central defenders be better than the starter?

No.

If they are really that powerful, why aren't they the starter?

When all teammates are in a state of dismay, even if they can fight against two, what is the effect?!

They don't have plug-ins!

In the 86th minute, after Abiati made a long-distance hand throw, Kaka and Salavi crossed the ball, while Long Shute accelerated and ran wildly in the middle.

As for Balotelli, he stood in the middle circle with his hands on his hips and started chatting with Emmanuelson.

"Urbi, are you very familiar with this guy?"

"Mario, it's not me who brags, this is my elder brother! You have to respect me in the future!"

"Okay, I'll go to your house to set off fireworks. What kind of thing do you like? Second kick or sky-summer?"

“…”

Kaka did not go down the bottom along the side because his physical fitness was much worse than Long Shute. It was already a bit difficult to force the bottom at this time.

So he just took a few steps and chose to cross 45 degrees!

Perhaps Kaka's cross is not as good as Beckham, nor is it as Pirlo, Xavi and Alonso, but he is also the Blonde who gave a fatal assist in the Champions League final. Without anyone being disturbed, the accuracy of this ball is enough!

The ball passed by Eindhoven's two midfielders in the air and fell behind them!

The central defender Jorgensen, who came on as a substitute, was only 23 years old. His height reached 191cm, but he still failed to block Long Shute's assault.

He just stared at the white No. 8 player and performed a skill in returning to the natural ball in front of him!

As Long Shute accelerated, he stretched out his right foot and gently paddled against the falling ball. The 1.91-meter-old Jorgensen became a wooden stake!

Jorgensen subconsciously reached out his hand, trying to hold the white lightning, but when the finger of his left hand touched the lightning, a feeling of electric shock hit his nerves in an instant!

At this moment, he almost thought that his finger was cut off by the white lightning!

At all... I can't hold it back!

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"Damn it, that's it?"

Balotelli's eyes widened.

Emmanuelson twisted his butt proudly:

"Mario, let's go to the Corner Flag District to celebrate?"

But Ba Shen shook his head with a serious expression:

"No, I bet that I will kill you this time!"

"I bet 100% of the goals."

A slightly husky voice rang out from behind them.

Both of them were slightly startled:

"team leader?"

Ambroseni, who came on as a substitute in the second half, took his armband back from Kaka. He looked at his teammate No. 8 who was breaking into the penalty area with a little enviousness, but he was still betting with Balotelli:

"I bet 100 euros, Mario."

Ba Shen curled his lips, then pressed his hands on his temples, and activated his brain waves to his teammates 50 meters away:

"I can't get in, I can't get in, I can't get in..."

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Long Shute felt as if there was a strange force watching him, but he didn't care.

When he played football at his level, he was the focus of attention no matter what game he played. Even if there were boos in the stands at Philips Stadium, and even someone was holding a laser pointer to interfere with his eyes, he was not shaken at all.

Eindhoven's goalkeeper Jaylen Soti couldn't help but tremble.

When Longshute rages into the Eredivisie, he was just a substitute for the first-team big brother. He just sat on the bench and watched the team be ravaged by Ajax. Now he also stood in front of the goal, thinking that he could stand alone, but the even more crazy Milan No. 8 told him with cruel reality: The Champions League is not as easy as he imagined!

Long Shute did not slow down, and he directly tackled his toes near the penalty spot!

His shot was even more unexpected as he imagined!

"Swish..."

-

"Zhang Jing..."

"ah?"

"I regret it a little."

"ah?"

"I shouldn't have said before the start of the game... This game is undoubtedly a severe test for the Ross and Blacks, who are determined to be the main Champions League... I shouldn't have doubted whether Long Shute can lead Milan on the road to revival!"

Zhan Tianjun said with heartache:

"Look at this game... Long Shute slapped me eight times again!"

"Hehe, you can't blame you..."

Zhang Lu laughed, and he shook his head repeatedly as he laughed:

"In the history of football, I have never heard of anyone who can score eight goals in a top-tier game! It's incredible..."

Zhan Tianjun nodded and shouted loudly in his slightly hoarse voice:

"12-0 set the biggest score in Champions League history, and eight goals and three passes also set the best record in Champions League history!

Long Shute only used one game to prove that what he said at the beginning of the transfer was by no means arrogance.

He came to Milan to meet a brand new challenge and to prove that he is the best in the world!
Chapter completed!