Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

Chapter 506 Sorry, Meisang!

The game only lasted an hour, and 12:1 was not the end.

In the 65th minute, the demoralized Barcelona had no intention of forming a tacit cooperation in the frontcourt and could only move back and forth in the midfield and backcourt. Su Changwei also took the opportunity to take a break and restore his physical fitness.

Rakitic passed back, and Rashford, like a lion in heat, launched a fierce attack on Alves, who could only hit the center.

Bartra hesitated slightly after receiving the ball. Su Changwei, who had been walking just now, immediately seized the opportunity to accelerate and steal the ball. Then he protected the ball and turned away from the defense, easily sending the ball into the goal!

13: 1!

Ferguson finally stood up from his seat with satisfaction:

"We can consider replacing him!"
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In the 68th minute, Manchester United's three substitutes - Hernandez, Qin Sheng, and Valencia - began to warm up at the same time.

Ferguson looked at the players on the field and gave instructions to his son:

"Please ask Awei for advice on whether you need to rest."

After this season's experience, Darren Ferguson is no longer the newbie in the workplace. He will no longer question "A mere player only needs to follow the coach's orders. What qualifications do he have to communicate with me?" Instead, he will quickly run to the sidelines. , blew a whistle immediately to attract the players’ attention:

"Awei, Awei?!"

At this time, Manchester United's offensive had just advanced to the front of Barcelona's penalty area. Su Changwei, who was closely monitored, was unable to get a chance to kick the ball in front of the goal. He could only pass the ball back to other teammates and reorganize the second wave of offensive.

After hearing Darren's shout, he subconsciously turned his head and saw the substitute players warming up.

He exhaled, raised his right hand, and made a gesture to Darren:

[It’s almost done, just stop it when you’re ready! 】

"OK!"

After receiving the reply, Darren returned to the coaching bench with small steps, preparing to return to his father.

But before he could even sit down, he heard the whole stadium explode again!

"Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~~~~!!!"

Darren was stunned for a moment and quickly turned to look at the big screen hanging in mid-air!

Of course Old Trafford has its own goal replay footage!

One second, Su Changwei just raised his right hand, and the next second, Mata stuffed the ball at his feet from the gap!

The corners of Darren's mouth twitched slightly:

[Damn, this guy is clearly facing the goal. What's the use of passing the ball from this angle? 】

[Mata, this guy, must have mistakenly thought that Awei was raising his hand for the ball, right? ! 】

Bartra made a direct flying tackle, trying to block the only angle he could shoot from the front.

But Su Changwei not only didn't take a shot, nor did he make any emergency stop to smash the ball or make a fake move. He didn't even stop the ball to adjust. Instead, he raised his right foot and hit the ball hard with his heel. rear!

"Is this okay for riding on a horse?!"

Baltra, who had sealed the near corner, shivered all over, and there was a soft "whoosh" sound between his legs!

The ball hit by Su Changwei's heel bounced up strangely, bypassing Ter Stegen who was rising in the air, and flew accurately into the left side net of the goal!

Busquets, who returned to defense, put his hands on his hips and sighed helplessly. Mascherano, who was closer, knelt in front of the door with a face full of shock. Alves on the other side had an old face that was even darker. Ink dripping!

14: 1!

"The goal is scored! This is the perfect combination of flower-foot and heel shot! Only the most talented players can complete such a masterpiece!"

Zhan Jun, thousands of miles away, had a complete orgasm!

At this moment, he finally forgot that he was a die-hard Liverpool fan, and the Su Changwei in the picture played for his mortal enemy Manchester United!

"Su Changwei, who has not participated in any games for two weeks, did not disappoint his fans. He completely activated the violent mode in this game. In just 70 minutes, he broke through Barcelona's city 13 times!"

Zhang Lu was still staring at the screen, recalling the wonderful goal just now:

"Football is indeed a great sport that requires talent and inspiration. Such a magic ball with no trace of the antelope's horns can only be completed by the number one superstar in history like Su Changwei!"

The commentators from the UK were equally passionate.

Lineker, the famous English football player who has always been known as the "Master of Plum Blossoms", has long since turned his back on others:

"Barcelona has the top offensive trident in football, but Su Changwei alone is equivalent to a top team!"

Liverpool legend Carragher stared at Neville celebrating vigorously on the screen, his face deformed with jealousy:

"I shouldn't be commentating on this game!"

"Looking at some people's proud faces, I'm destined to not be able to sleep tonight!"

Could he not be jealous?

Thanks to the tactical genius Rogers, Liverpool did not even qualify for the Champions League this season. Klopp, who took over as the new successor, could only watch his mortal enemy Manchester United advance in the Champions League! -

In the 72nd minute, Su Changwei, who scored 13 goals and 1 assist, was finally replaced by Hernandez.

What greeted him was the roar and worship of 7 Manchester United fans in the audience!

Even Ferguson, who had been lying on the coaching bench for the entire game, stood up with difficulty with the support of his sons and gave player No. 70 a warm hug!

The white-haired old gentleman looked at the young man in his prime and sighed with emotion:

"Ah Wei, if you had been born 10 years earlier, you and I would definitely rule the football world together!"

Su Changwei smiled noncommittally:

"You can choose not to retire!"

Ferguson laughed and accidentally saw Mourinho in the stands.

He seemed to hear what the Portuguese were saying:

[What are the benefits of being a coach? 】

[Going home and enjoying family happiness is what you should do most! 】
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Su Changwei was replaced, announcing that the game had officially entered the second stage.

Barcelona breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to avoid that crazy devil!

Then... they suddenly pressed hard, trying to score as many goals as possible!

There are about 20 minutes left before the end of the game. As long as everyone in MSN wears a hat, the score can instantly change from 14:1 to 14:10, leaving the suspense in the second round!

For top superstars like Messi, Suarez, and Neymar, it shouldn't be difficult for each of them to score three goals in 20 minutes!

Just do it!

Barcelona's superstars cheered up and launched a fierce attack on Manchester United's penalty area. No one could have imagined that Barcelona, ​​which seemed to have no desires and desires just a few minutes ago, would actually try to make a comeback at this time!

Unprepared, Manchester United's defense was suddenly smashed into a sieve!

This was the 77th minute. Alves made a long pass from the right to the left. Alba, who finally participated in the attack, passed the inverted triangle in front of the goal. Suarez grabbed the opportunity before Van Dijk could stretch his foot and pushed the empty goal from close range. 2:14!

"Damn, these guys!"

Ferguson's face didn't look good. He sat up straight, glanced at the other players on the bench, and used up the remaining substitutions in one go.

Carrick and Ashley Young left the field at the same time, replaced by the powerful Qin Sheng and Zhang Linpeng!

Rafael took over the captain's armband from Carrick, and then, according to the coach's instructions, temporarily took over the defensive task on the left, with Zhang Linpeng taking his previous position as right wing-back.

Chinese fans who were about to turn off their TVs, computers and mobile phones suddenly became energetic again...

Then they saw Qin Sheng, who had just appeared, use a sweeping kick to knock Messi to the ground!

"what!"

Messi sat on the ground holding his knees in pain, with question marks all over his head.

He really wanted to ask this Chinese:

[This is the center circle, why are you kicking me? 】

Qin Sheng predicted his psychological activities, put his hands on his hips, and responded confidently:

"Isn't your Pique treating my Viagra the same way?"

"You can kick Wei Ge, but I can't kick you?"

"Don't be too double-standard when playing football!"

"If you have the ability, just like Wei Ge, kill me within the scope allowed by the rules!"

Messi's clenched fists were released again.

He frowned and struggled to stand up, limped two steps, and shook his head toward the sidelines:

"Replace me!"

"If you keep kicking me, I might die!"
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Qin Sheng scared off Messi with a yellow card, and Zhang Linpeng was not to be outdone and directly pushed Neymar over with his body.

Coupled with the fact that Van Dijk learned his shame and bravely defended Suarez, Barcelona's newly improved offensive momentum was suddenly curbed.

Not only that, in the 87th minute, Van Dijk successfully defended against Suarez and then counterattacked. Herrera turned and sent a long pass. Mata made a pass from the right. Rashford tried his best to advance at high speed and then shot a blast. !

Ter Stegen, who had been a stone lion for the whole game, finally broke out. With an extreme dive, he actually fished this explosive shot off the goal line!

But before he had time to get up from the ground, he saw "Little Pea" Hernandez rushing over and easily succeeded with a follow-up shot!

15: 2!

Barcelona ushered in a big collapse at Old Trafford!

【Beep~】

【Beep~】

【Beep beep beep~~~】

Su Changwei, who was sitting on the bench, received a series of prompt messages like this:

[Messi: Friendliness has reached the lowest value]

【Pique...】

【Suarez...】

【Bartra...】

【Mascherano...】

【Busquets...】

[Rakitic...]

【Alves...】

【Ter Stegen...】

The entire Barcelona team regarded him as the enemy who killed his father!

He couldn't help but hesitate:

[For the second round, should I hire a few more bodyguards? 】

[Otherwise, will I encounter a death attack at Camp Nou? 】

[Otherwise... let me bow to Messi and apologize! 】

Just do what you say, when the referee Bruchy just blew the whistle to end the game, Su Changwei walked to the visiting team's bench with a swagger.

He showed an amiable smile and nodded towards Messi, who had a shadow on his face:

"Meisang, blast Dong Ni Dog Menase!"

[I used his favorite Japanese, he should be able to forgive me, right? 】

But instead of being forgiven by Messi, he received another reminder message:

[Beep! 】

[Messi: Friendliness breaks through the lowest value! 】

(End of this chapter)