Male Gobi!

Mascherano kicked on the door post, and ten thousand Cao Nima rushed past in his heart.

In the rescue just now, no one on AC Milan pressed against him!

Even if someone interferes, wouldn’t it be enough to just send Valdes back gently?

Why did you make such a low-level mistake?!

-

"How is it? I said you will have a chance to score."

Long Shute smiled and boasted in front of Kaka.

But Kaka just smiled and hugged him:

"The competition has just begun, don't let it go."

“Lose down?”

Long Shute curled his lips, revealing his white and sharp teeth:

“My performance hasn’t started yet!”

What a joke?!

In front of Barcelona and Messi, when did Long Ritian relax?

What qualifications do AC Milan have to relax?!

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"There was an undue mistake between the two defenders of Barcelona. Logically speaking, they have been working together for a long time. Such a mistake is too fatal!"

Zhan Tianjun shook his head.

Although he supports his fellow players 100%, as a commentator, his profession requires him to try to maintain a neutral position, so he hopes to see both sides have offense and defense, fierce and exciting peak battles, rather than a useless game that determines the outcome by relying on luck.

Zhang Lu doesn’t have so many career requirements, he can laugh happily:

"Hehe, maybe Barcelona players are too relaxed. They may feel that they are too familiar with AC Milan, and have an advantage in historical battles, so they can't concentrate completely, right?"

Zhan Tianjun continued to shake his head:

"Now... they should be nervous, right?"

-

Of course, the Barcelona players became nervous because AC Milan in front of them obviously shrank its formation:

Longshut took Montolivo, Montali and De Jong three major midfielders retreated collectively, while only Balotelli and Kaka were left in the frontcourt.

"That's why I hate Italian teams so much!"

The Spanish commentator complained:

"You can't see the smooth attack and the amazing cooperation in them. All you can see is...the only defense counterattack!"

But the Italian commentator praised:

"After leading with one goal, the formation immediately shrinks. With the counterattack masters of two superstars, Long and Kaka, Allegri has firmly grasped the initiative of the game in his own hands! There is nothing wrong with this tactic!"

-

Whether a set of tactics is wrong will only be known after the results are released.

AC Milan is not qualified to play beautiful football in front of Barcelona, ​​even if you have Longshute and Kaka.

Their midfield and backcourt teammates generally lack delicate skills and superman's overall view. What they are best at is using muscles to strangle opponents' offensive, and then kick a long pass to the frontcourt... If they want to change the pass control like Barcelona and Arsenal, it would be tantamount to wanting their lives.

The retreating Long Shute will of course face the Brazilian core Messi.

"An exciting time has arrived! Messi and Long Shute face each other head-on! Is it Barcelona's defense of No. 10 to break through Milan's No. 8? Or is the Chinese captain destroying the Argentine King's offense? Let's wait and see... the ball is broken!"

Zhan Tianjun has tried his best to speed up his speech, but he still failed to keep up with the changes in the situation.

Although Messi's four consecutive changes of direction this time knocked Long Shute to the ground, he also threw away the center of gravity and was kicked out by Montali who followed him!

The first landing point of the football was received by Balotelli, but he was pushed behind by Mascherano, and there was no room for turning around at all.

The Milan striker was not panicked. He stepped on the football under his feet and made a gesture of passing the heel through the crotch. The little Ma Ge hurriedly asked Pique to help him defend.

But Balotelli opened his hands and blocked both Barcelona defenders behind him. His ankles suddenly shook and the football was pushed toward the back with his heel!

Mascherano wanted to chase the ball at the first time, but stopped a little because of Ba Shen's open arms!

Then he watched another red and black light flash through his eyes!

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"Ballotelli made a clever pass! Kaka stepped forward at high speed! Alves chased her hard! Two Brazilian players performed a 100-meter sprint in San Siro! Who will win the final victory?!"

Zhan Tianjun learned his lesson this time, and he did not dare to pile up complicated parallel sentences, but used the simplest adjective...

Alves was a little surprised.

Born in 1983, he is one year younger than Kaka. He is not only a Brazilian compatriot and once a La Liga opponent, he certainly knows how difficult this fellow has encountered in recent years. In Alves' memory, this fellow has long reached its peak.

His legs were no longer light and agile due to injuries, and his steps became particularly heavy due to injuries...

but……

Alves discovered in horror that he... why can't he catch up with him?!

-

"Dong, dun, dun..."

The football hit the inner instep of the right foot again and again, and Kaka continued to dribble with big strides.

The breeze of San Siro blew through his ears, and a fresh cool air seemed to surge into his heart.

At this moment, the whole San Siro also became silent, and 80,000 fans were holding their breath and watching the former prince running indulge in his home court.

Long Shute stood up from the turf, and he was seeing the last scene of his teammate scoring.

Alves, who had been chasing for more than 40 meters but still couldn't stop Kaka from the inner lane, finally decided to put the shovel from behind, but just as he was about to step down, Kaka had already hit the football with his right foot!

Alves' heart sank directly to the soles of his feet!

The football seemed to be a tracked missile with a tracking track, and bypassed a huge arc from right to left, falling into the goal from Valdes' finger!

2-0!

No. 22, running nearly 50 meters, slid directly to the corner flag area with the help of inertia, and instantly burst into cheers in the main stand in front of him!

“KAKA!KAKA!KAKA!”

-

"Long Shute intercepted the ball and initiated an offensive, Balotelli protected the ball and divided the side, Kaka ran for a long distance and scored, and the opponent's goalkeeper could only fall to the ground before his shot! I seemed to have seen this scene a few years ago..."

Zhan Tianjun's voice was as always, just a little trembling:

"I have also been dressed in a bright clothes and angered horse, and I have also been proud of the world. After four years of wandering, I am still the omnipotent Prince of San Siro! Milan fans, are you still holding it? How can I not cry! Prince of San Siro! It's their super kaka!"

-

Just 15 minutes into the game, Barcelona conceded two goals in a row away game, which made them a little confused.

Of course they knew that Kaka, who returned to Milan, miraculously gradually recovered his form and performed well in many games, but they were more willing to attribute the reasons to the decline of the Serie A and the unique strength of Longshen.

Yes, because the pace of Serie A is slow, Kaka, who is over 30, can score in a row.

Because Longshute is too powerful, Milan's opponents often only focus on his defense, so Kaka who has been liberated can have so many opportunities to shoot.

But when Barcelona really fought with Milan, they were frightened to find that the Milan game video I watched before... did not deceive themselves!

The Kaka, who once roamed Europe... has come back!

And... because of Long Shute's existence, he became even more terrifying!

-

In the 18th minute, Abat found Long Shute through a long pass, and Milan No. 8 directly inserted into Barcelona's left side of the penalty area.

Can't I give me some rest?

First it was Kaka, now it’s you, Long Ritian, do you really treat me, the right corridor of Barcelona as a 100-meter runway?!

Alves cursed in his heart while chasing him wildly.

But he could only become a background board again.

When Kaka was rushing, Alves could still follow behind. Although he couldn't catch up with his opponent, he would not be thrown away too far. However, when Long Shute sprinted with all his might, Alves could only watch the distance between the two getting farther and farther...

He didn't even have the qualifications to put shovels behind him!

Seeing that his teammate had been thrown away, Pique had to move to the side to block the incision space, but just after he moved two steps, Long Shute pushed the ball behind him with his right foot outside instep!

Inverted triangle pass!

Pique's eyes flew out of the penalty area with the ball.

He saw a long-haired boy wearing a red and black battle robe coming in a cheerful and light samba dance.

The boy bent over like a bow, and the ball under his feet cut through the sky like a meteor!

Valdes fell on the goal line for the third time!

3-0!

Just fall there and don't move!
Chapter completed!