Football: God-level striker, all teammates lie down

Because he rushed too hard, and Ramos moved in advance to block.

So Sterling's cross was not in place.

Aguero couldn't catch it at all, and coincidentally, Pepe couldn't touch it either.

The football passed the middle and headed for the far point, and went to the left side of the penalty area.

It was about six or seven meters away from the goal, not close, not far.

Manchester City's left side was flanked by Zhao Yi who was sprinting with Sterling from the midfield!

When the Real Madrid commentator saw that figure appear, he had a stress reaction.

There was no Real Madrid player defending there!

Such a great devil was missed there!

Real Madrid really didn't want to play anymore.

When Pepe saw the ball fall to the far point, he turned and rushed.

Without a single hesitation.

He wanted to grab the point and disrupt the attack.

It could also be a very good counterattack opportunity.

He turned his head and his whole face twisted together.

He saw Zhao Yi rushing forward and stopped.

He looked up at the football floating over.

His feet swayed back and forth twice, just like the butterfly steps of boxing champion Ali.

He adjusted his steps. The football came from the air, not falling straight down, so it was difficult to swing his legs to complete the shot.

He could only turn his body sideways, with his left foot as the axis, and his body slightly rotated.

Zhao Yi was like a compass.

He raised his right leg.

He pulled hard at the football.

This pull was quite powerful.

A whip kick, like a whip, hit Pepe's chest hard.

It hit the hearts of Real Madrid fans hard.

How could the human heart made of flesh block this fierce whip kick?

The football went with an unstoppable force, and the hearts of Real Madrid fans were shattered.

The little confidence and self-esteem that was finally pieced together were shattered into slag just like that.

At this moment, some Real Madrid fans who were not strong enough had wet their pants.

The sky collapsed.

"Navas, save me!!!" Real Madrid fans only had this thought in their minds at this time.

Navas, who carried the self-esteem, love and hope of Real Madrid fans, turned into the wall.

He showed his figure perfectly, like a gibbon, lying in the air, holding the football with a destructive breath with one hand.

At this time, Navas was the last fig leaf of Real Madrid.

A fig leaf, as the name suggests, is a piece of cloth.

How can a piece of cloth stop a football?

Navas jumped up, full of energy and handsome.

His curves full of power are enviable.

Navas falling to the ground makes people feel a little sad.

His hand was less than one centimeter away from the football.

It became a world away.

It is out of reach.

"Huh..."

On the Bernabeu stands, thousands of Manchester City fans stood up at the same time, their fists clenched tightly, their faces completely red.

All the strength in their bodies burst out at this moment.

The whole stadium was reverberating with the fierce and terrifying roars of Manchester City fans.

Those Manchester City fans who were slightly more introverted stood there holding their heads, their big eyes almost popping out.

How could this happen?

Could there be such a miracle?

Zhao Yi, who had kicked the ball, turned around and turned into a gust of wind and rushed to the sidelines just as the football entered the net.

The veins on his neck bulged, and his wide mouth could swallow the entire Bernabeu in one bite.

Facing the excited Manchester City fans, he jumped high.

He opened his clenched fists, and raised his arms high the moment he landed.

A very penetrating roar spread to the stands.

It entered the ears of every Manchester City fan.

"Hala Madrid!!!"

Manchester City fans in the stands did not hesitate at all.

They did not realize what Zhao Yi was shouting.

This group of loyal knights had only one thought in their hearts.

Follow their king and cross thousands of mountains and rivers.

Today, at the Bernabeu Stadium, reach the pinnacle!

"Hala Madrid!!!"

"Hala Madrid!!!!"

Manchester City fans shouted slogans belonging to Real Madrid and the Bernabeu crazily.

Real Madrid fans throughout the Bernabeu listened to this slogan that made them extremely familiar and extremely excited.

This shout that made them feel invincible every time, this time was like the sharpest knife cutting open their chests and crushing their fragile hearts.

Dignity collapsed, faith was gone.

"Oh my God..." Real Madrid commentator stood there in a daze.

Florentino stood up instantly, shaking his body, his face livid, and walked out.

He wanted to control his pace and leave gracefully, but he couldn't control his emotions anyway, and he tripped and fell to the ground with a thump.

The assistant next to himIn a flurry, the strong old man stood up.

The proud old man, confused, stumbled, and pushed his assistant away.

Without looking back, he left the stands.

"Get out!!! Red card!!!"

"Quick, send him off!!! This is a blasphemy against Real Madrid and the Bernabeu!!

This is a crime!!!" The Real Madrid commentator finally reacted and had completely lost his composure.

In the Bernabeu, a visiting player actually shouted the most symbolic slogan of Real Madrid with the visiting fans.

Such insulting behavior must be sent off!

Such a player who is so ignorant of the world, has no respect and no awe, must not stay on the field.

"This is a humiliation to football!! Send him off!!! Get out!!! Must be driven out!!!"

The fans of the Bernabeu collapsed in their seats, without the heart to boo or curse.

The sharp "Hala Madrid" reached their ears, disintegrating the confidence and faith they had just risen.

The Bernabeu defense completely collapsed.

The team's defense, the fans' mentality.

Smashed to pieces.

Inhumane massacre.

"Zhao Yi... This ball is in again!

He's already going crazy... Four goals in eight minutes...

Real Madrid, it's over..." Zhan Lu was still shouting at the top of his voice in the first few balls.

He couldn't shout for this ball anymore.

This...

He didn't give any face.

Are they really going to kill it?

Every goal makes Real Madrid fans' hearts bleed, and every celebration is like rubbing salt into their wounded hearts.

After this game, Zhao Yi is tantamount to a complete break with Real Madrid, and Real Madrid fans will regard him as Satan.

I'm afraid that mentioning this name is the deepest hatred and the fear engraved in the bones.

Real Madrid fans claim that the team's biggest enemy is fear.

Zhao Yi now is the embodiment of fear.

Seeing him is seeing the devil of fear.

Navas, lying on the ground, thought he was hallucinating.

He heard the slogan of Real Madrid.

Real Madrid fans are really nice.

We were beaten by four, how could they still shout so optimistically?

Although he lost miserably, the blood in his body was burning.

The fans were so persistent, how could he surrender?

Navas jumped up with a somersault.

He looked up.

His three views were shattered.

Real Madrid fans were like wilted eggplants, quietly waiting for death there.

The ones shouting the slogan of Real Madrid were the Manchester City fans who were making a fuss.

The young man under the stands was walking along the sideline, stepping hard on the grass, step by step, shouting one by one.

Assistant coach Arteta was anxious and yelled at Zhao Yi.

Stop it.

Don't do it!

You won't be able to get out in a while!

The Bernabeu will tear you apart!

David Silva and Kompany rushed to Zhao Yi and hugged Zhao Yi who was already overly excited.

Okay, okay.

Real Madrid fans have paid a heavy price.

This has nothing to do with Real Madrid Club, and it has nothing to do with Real Madrid's players and coaches.

You can't attack everyone indiscriminately.

This is the bottom line of Real Madrid's dignity. You can't shout slogans after scoring a goal in their home stadium.

Isn't it the same as going to your opponent's house, sleeping with his wife, and turning on the camera to shout at him, "Wife, you are so fierce?"

Real Madrid fans may not be able to help but rush off the field.

The security guards on the sidelines may want to beat you.

"Xiao Zhao is crazy..."

"Four goals in eight minutes..."

"Champions League, Bernabeu..."

"Old Buddha is angry and left. The last one with a heart attack was Ferguson, and this time it's Florentino..."

"Spain, snow in May!"