The first half was boring, and Barcelona had a ball possession rate of nearly 70%, which could not convert more goals. I don’t know how many people were waiting for it.

As a result, the famous peerless firepower combination msn, after a crazy output, just took the lead with an own...

Very disappointed!

Suddenly Enzo got blindly beaten, Dong Lu was energetic, and before she could hold her glasses, she started to blow, "World-class, world-class..."

"Stop! What's wrong, it's world-class," Li Xin was afraid that Dong Lu's slap would not come back if he was blown. He quickly covered Dong Lu's mouth!

"I mean, Enzo's stopping kung fu world-class, this is an action that can only be found in the game! A stroke of magic!"

"I have always heard that Enzo loves Chinese Kung Fu and always makes a few moves before playing. I thought it was hype, but now I believe that Enzo is a person with real kung fu!"

"Why is it related to Kung Fu... There is something interesting in front of it, and the heel is a bit extra..."

"If Carrasco can get the ball over, he will definitely get a good opportunity..."

There is a laugh!

“Oh~~”

The sound of cheering spread throughout Camp Nou.

Carrasco handball foul.

The referee Juan smiled and signaled him to get up. It is rare for referees to be forced into the car and causing overturning.

"You did it on purpose, right?" Carrasco said to Enzo in a low voice with a flushed face.

There is an ugly appearance in front of the whole world. Carrasco is extremely energetic. If he doesn't say a few words, he will not be him. How can he deserve the noble status of No. 10!

"So what, so what, no!"

Enzo glanced at Carrasco with a smug look, if you run away, I can't catch up with you, but you have to do it, haha, be careful to hurt yourself!

After being looked up and down by Enzo, Carrasco shivered. Did he beat him?

Epic monster, steel and iron bones.

"Don't be too enzo in life!"

Carrasco is furious and wants to cheat labor and capital to hit you, but there is no door!

"What's wrong with you?"

Torres ran over, but only Torres ran over, but he was still passing by. It was not that the other teammates of Atletico Madrid were indifferent, but that they were sure that these two people could not fight. As long as Enzo was there, no one was willing to touch the stone with an egg.

Anyone who faces Enzo needs to think twice and think twice.

So Atletico Madrid people are very rational now and can endure the provocation again and again.

So much so that Atletico Madrid won much less yellow cards. In the past, the average number of yellow cards per game has dropped to 2.

Don’t think that Atletico Madrid’s defense has declined, but it’s just that it’s more rational. Some fighting spirit and retaliatory yellow cards have been avoided!

This change is exactly what Enzo brings, and they know that irrationality to Enzo will bring double harm to both physical and mental!

"Enzo haha!" Turning against each other faster than turning over the book, Carrasco hugged Enzo's neck and whispered, "If you dare not pass the ball to me, I dare not join your agency, do you believe it?"

"Okay, stop talking, I will pass you a few more balls!" Enzo slapped his chest, "It's all his family, I'll cover it with me!"

This is not to compensate Carrasco, but to let Carrasco brush up the data. Atletico Madrid's cleaning plan must be implemented according to Enzo's intentions and all sold at a high price!

Enzo is a super man, and he will beat his father to his son when he starts to fight. Who can’t feel comfortable?

However, Enzo felt that the formation Script that combines prosperity and respect played a role, which was the result of beating people with virtue.

Carrasco got face, as if he had eaten honey.

The ball rolled back to Atletico Madrid's halftime, and Enzo and Messi got together again.

The more Messi looked at Enzo, the more mysteries he felt were hidden in him, and he couldn't help but look at them twice.

Enzo was a little scared by him, "What are you looking at?"

Short Mei was running around under his nose, and it was very difficult to catch the ball!

"Can you get my difficult ball? Did you do it? Do you admire me very much!"

Looking at Enzo Messi, he smiled, "High difficulty? If it is high, it is not difficult, it is also called difficult. How long has it been since people spoke wildly? Are you declaring war on me?"

Messi pointed to his head, "Don't think I don't know your purpose, isn't it just to send me away?"

"Hehe!" Enzo refused to comment.

"Hey~ I'll tell you the truth, I'm afraid you're proud. I'll defend you because you run slowly. I'm defending you to be lazy! It's not because you're so good. It's time for you to see your real skills!"

So angry!

Enzo was so angry that he was Messi!

"Look at this wave of attack, I will talk to you later!" Messi is Barcelona's leader. When he participates in the offense, the ball will naturally tilt towards Messi, which has somewhat affected Neymar's unhappiness. Messi is bubbling, and Neymar has to dive.

Neymar is a little embarrassed.

As long as Barcelona is mentioned, people will say Messi, Messi, Messi, as if Messi is the ancestor and is always talking about it every day. Messi is a Barcelona giant that no one can avoid, and everyone lives in Messi.

No matter how good Neymar performs, he is still an unbiased supporting role. Is the second or third male lead interesting?

Neymar was a little idle and didn't touch the ball in two minutes.

However, perhaps because he was too bored, Messi suddenly made a quick pass and hit the left from the right.

Neymar started urgently, his legs were stomped on the ground with strong legs, and his shoe nails turned over and turfed.

Just when people thought Neymar was going to catch up with the ball, Neymar slowed down, dragged one leg and limped, took two more steps to touch his legs, and fell down with pain.

Atletico Madrid defender Juan Fran dared not neglect, so he protected the ball from the sideline first.

The ball was dead, and the referee Juan ran over and Neymar fell to the ground without any physical contact.

"What's going on? Neymar!"

Referee Juan asked, "Do you need a team doctor? Where are you injured?"

"Yes, Mr. Commander!" Neymar's expression was painful, holding his forehead with one hand and moaning, and stroking the injured...heart, uh, legs!

Neymar made a substitution gesture himself.

The Barcelona team doctor was signaled by the referee and rushed forward to carry Neymar down on a stretcher before talking.

After playing for more than 30 minutes, Barcelona's general Neymar was injured. It seemed that he was injured. He took the initiative to ask for a substitution.

The team doctor has rich experience. After some examination, I felt that Neymar was a bit of a big deal, but no one dared to take the risk of taking responsibility.

One leg of Neymar is valuable, he can't afford to pay, he can't play at the big game, Neymar is priceless!

I can only wait until I go to the hospital.

After Valverde arrived at the news that Neymar could not hold on, he began to think about how to dispatch troops.

Valverde's heart is Virmulen No. 25 and Magomascherano No. 14.
Chapter completed!