Another quick counterattack!

Ye Chuan, who was standing on the sidelines, stood up suddenly! What was he thinking?

He is exactly the same as all Wimbledon fans at this moment. Will he be 4-0?

The ball was handed over to Modric's feet. Modric looked up calmly. Facing Iniesta who was pressing for defense, Modric suddenly moved the ball forward and drifted over Iniesta with speed!

Then he passed the ball to the left!

Blade warrior Frank Ribery lightly removed the ball, and then his dreamy feet began to dance!

Facing Van Bronthorst, the top right-back, Ribery did not stop at all. There was only one thought in his mind! That is, I can pass him!

I'm better than two months ago!

My legs have never been so light!

Ribery felt that his physical strength was infinite and he couldn't use it no matter how hard he used it!

It was so cool. This feeling made Ribery feel a sense of pleasure.

He made a fake move of his upper body. Van Bronthorst did not cheat, but the next second Van Bronthorst's eyes widened.

Have all Wimbledon's players taken drugs today?

Why are they so fast?

Van Bronthorst's speed is not as fast as he used to be. Ribery took the ball forward and walked out of a sunny road!

The cheers were right in my ears! Ribery felt them!

Boss, thank you for bringing me to Wimbledon!

I love this team so much! I love the fans of this team! I love every teammate here!

Let me play 100 million light-years for Wimbledon!

Ribery's breakthrough is unstoppable!

He tore Barcelona's defense from the left, just like a forced rape and raped girl's legs widening!

Rare, tough, unreasonable!

The overlord is hard on the bow!

The Blade Warrior saw the teammates who were receiving from the middle lane and also saw Max rushing towards him. He knocked the ball into the middle lane without hesitation and then quickly inserted it himself!

Just after he ran past Max, the ball was sent back to his feet!

It was a wonderful two-for-one made by William Coburn and him!

Ribery cut into the penalty area!

Valdes rushed towards him!

With a single sword, the Blades seemed to have seen it. All Wimbledon fans at the French Stadium were excitedly opening their arms, opening their mouths wide, waiting for their goals and then shouting their names!

Come on, cheer for me!

Cheers are louder!

Ribery raised her left foot and hit a reverse angle!

The ball slid past Valdes' pitiful fingertips today!

Ribery couldn't hear the sound of the ball falling into the net because it was too small!

He heard the singing of more than 30,000 Wimbledon fans from far away from London at the French Stadium!

"Frank!!! Frank!!! Frank!!! Frank!!! Frank!!! Frank!!!!!! Frank!!!"

This feeling is so good! It’s been too long, too long! Ribery hasn’t heard such cheers for too long!

It's been two months since Ribery is back!

He waved his fist and swung it out hard! He pulled his jersey and kissed the team logo on his chest!

Have you seen it? People who once looked down on me!

It's so cool! My name is Frank Ribery! I scored in the Champions League final!!!

Ribery ran for dozens of meters, and then he was caught up by William Coben, and Will directly grabbed him!

"Frank! You're so beautiful!!!" William Coben roared as he pulled his clothes.

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”

"Four to zero! Four to zero! It really makes people feel hoarse! In the 38th minute of the first half, Frank Ribery scored the fourth goal for the Madman! Oh my God, is this really the final? Is this really the Champions League final?"

"It's really incredible! Wimbledon is leading four to zero! They locked the championship! Thirty-eight minutes, they completely beat the invincible Barcelona in the Catalan media! Look at Rijcard, tears should be rolling in his eyes!"

"All Barcelona players are shaking their heads. They are already in amazement. Now the fourth goal is completely stupid!"

"From the beginning of the game, Wimbledon's momentum was extremely powerful. If you only look at the scene, you would never guess the score! The roaring Catalan lion was stepped on by Wimbledon's Tyrannosaurus Rex, and then dropped them down and stepped on them a few more!"

"The Grand Stadium in France has become a sea of ​​cheers for Wimbledon fans! They are qualified! They have reason to cheer for it!"

"If I were a Wimbledon fan, I would probably have taken off all my clothes and ran into the court naked!"

"Norwegian referee Hauge once again pointed his hand at the center circle! God, William Coben's third assist, assist hat trick! Today is destined to be a record refresh! Hauge's previous six games of law enforcement, Barcelona won all six games, but now, all Barcelona fans definitely don't want to see Hauge again! Four to zero! The nightmare twelve years ago was staged again! Looking at the camera, a beautiful Barcelona fan was already crying in tears!"

"Four to zero, a desperate score! Do you think the two teams are not on the same level? No, absolutely not. This is a game that is equally matched, and even Barcelona is more active, but the Wimbledons used four incredible and exciting goals to completely die!"

"To be honest, the Barcelona men performed well, but there were big problems in their defense line. They lacked real understanding of Wimbledon! The overly aggressiveness caused them to lose such a painful defeat!"

"Like twelve years ago, the Barcelona loses almost the same way!" Martin Taylor kept saying like a hairdryer, while Leinkell next to him was constantly sighing and shaking his head.

Reinkell was sighing for Barcelona and shaking her head for the game. It was incredible. Now all neutral fans are in the same mood as Reinkell.

Wimbledon, in the bar, all Wimbledon fans have opened the champagne in advance!

Four to zero allow them to celebrate! As for the punishment from heaven? Looking at the Barcelona people's status, is it possible that they will recover in fifteen minutes like Liverpool people?

Obviously impossible!

This four-to-zero game will have a shadow on the vast majority of people on the field...

Of course, except for Messi. Looking at the team's decadence and frustration, Messi didn't know why, but he felt that he was too weak, and it would be great if he was stronger.

Messi feels that his skills are good enough on weekdays, but now it seems that everything is not enough, nothing is enough!

With this, he cannot reverse the decline of the game!

He never wanted this to happen again! He swears in his heart.

How can Wimbledon’s bench describe Ye Chuan’s mood? He now feels that he is almost crazy and happy!

"Hahahaha, Vims! We are four to zero! We are four to zero!" He hugged Vims, and soon Ernitipet joined in.

"Ye, I just say you are a genius! You are a genius! Only you, only you can make Wimbledon what he is today!" Ernitypet actually started crying.

Ye Chuan patted the shoulders of the two assistant coaches! "Champions League is within reach!! Guys, I just said that, I just said that we will definitely be the king of Europe! Today, I fulfilled my promise!"

"Go and tell the blind media, Ye, slap them hard! Let them know that they look down on Wimbledon and pay the price for the insults they once had to deal with us!" Ernitipet said.

"That's for sure Ernie!!! I'm going to slap them a dozen times in the face! And I won't give them a chance to take revenge!" Ye Chuan said excitedly.

He didn't know, he slapped someone in the face hard and accidentally slapped someone in the face.

That is Louise mm in the stands.

Louise mm in a cool summer outfit today wore a big blue hat, a special hat sold for female fans at Wimbledon Club.

In addition to Wimbledon's foreign cap, Louise mm was also wearing a big uniform on her upper body, which covered her knees. Louise mm tied a knot to the uniform and directly wore the uniform as a dress. The number ten ball printed on this crazy gang is not William Coburn's name.

It's Ye Chuan's name.

For some reason, Louise felt her face hot now.

Once upon a time, she was so disdainful of Ye Chuan's signings, so despised Ye Chuan, and so looked down on this cynical guy all day long.

However, watching Wimbledon grow day by day and Ye Chuan grow day by day, Louise suddenly felt that he was slapped in the face again and again.

Louise gritted her teeth. She was obviously very happy, but she felt a choke.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, it would rather bully the white-bearded man than bully the young man poor!

Wimbledon's poor boys finally broke through the sky with the Rockets' rising speed with the young, arrogant and puzzled head coach!

Ye Chuan now really wants to say something from the bloody words he had seen before.

"I will be as strong as Jiuxiao in the future! I dare to laugh at the world without any heroes!"

What's wrong with Ronaldinho? What's wrong with Etoo? So what's wrong with Messi?

Puyol van Bomel Iniesta Rijkaard?

Dream Team Barcelona?

Did they win us? Did they see it? Did they see it? We were four to zero ahead of Barcelona!

This can be considered a villain's success, but Ye Chuan has such capital!

Ye Chuan really wants to hold champagne like Liverpool's celebrity Shankley, holding champagne in one hand, and then said, "Chairman Mao has never seen such a powerful gang!!!"
To be continued...