Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 287

"The second half just started!"

"Manchester City launched a fierce high-pressure defense!"

"This is within our expectations!"

"Only by being proactive can Manchester City create more opportunities!"

"Hey!"

"Good interception!"

"Su Fei!!"

"Blocked Lampard's cross pass!"

"Front court!"

"Manchester City counterattacks!"

The volume of Wang Tao's commentary in the ESPN live broadcast room unconsciously became louder.

On the court!

Su Fei, who successfully intercepted the ball in the left rib area, took the ball forward and approached the penalty area!

At the same time.

Other Manchester City midfielders also rushed to Chelsea's penalty area.

This ball.

Claude Makelele immediately rushed to Su Fei to launch a close-up defense.

This.

The "beast waist" that was shown off by Cassano and Modric in the first half is almost turning into a "cat waist" today.

Because Su Fei also showed off!

Su Fei!

Facing Claude Makelele's close body, he pulled the ball with his right foot and turned 180 degrees.

Marseille turn!

After passing Makelele with the ball, he rushed into the penalty area with the ball!

"Su Fei!!"

"Zidane turned and passed!"

"Su Fei!!"

"See how to deal with this ball!"

When Su Fei rushed into the Chelsea penalty area with the ball, the entire Chelsea defense line in front of the goal panicked instantly.

The good news is.

Because the ball was still in Chelsea's backcourt just now, Chelsea had not yet launched an offensive scene before the ball was taken back.

So.

At this time, Chelsea had enough people in the penalty area to double-team and restrict Su Fei.

Chelsea central defender John Terry and midfielder Michael Essien immediately rushed to Su Fei.

Prepare to double-team and defend!

But the demon Su is no longer the young man who relied on brute force in the penalty area. With the blessing of 89 ball control attributes.

Su Fei stretched out his hand to support himself and open up space.

While blocking with his body.

He kept flicking the ball, keeping the ball firmly under his feet, and at the same time, he kept observing the position of his teammates with his peripheral vision.

The two Chelsea defenders were sweating profusely.

Especially John Terry.

He was horrified to find that Su Fei's outstretched arm was like an unbreakable iron clamp, which prevented him from moving forward half a step.

Appeared!

Maradona's offensive consciousness flashed!

The threatening pass route that Su Fei had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared!

Su Fei!

Decisively raised his foot!

He poked the football with the outside of his foot.

Chelsea's back line also moved with the football sent by Su Fei.

Peter Cech was moving at the same time as Su Fei.

He instantly judged the direction of the ball and predicted the right side of the goal.

This was a ground ball.

Peter Cech was confident that he would be able to block this shot.

But.

This was not a shot! !

As the football rolled on the ground, it spun rapidly, and the rolling trajectory formed an arc!

Wait!

Peter Cech's pupils instantly dilated.

Because the football rolling on the ground did not follow the trajectory he expected, but rolled in an arc.

It rolled to a little to the right of the goal.

Here.

A short dark figure appeared.

A small figure.

In the eyes of the fallen Peter Cech, it became taller and taller!

"Su Fei!!"

"Fake shot and real pass?!"

"Knight!!"

"Push the ball in front of the goal!!!"

"Ball..."

"GGGGG----OOOOO----AAAAA----LLLLL!"

"GGGGOOOOAAAALLLL!"

"GOAL!!!"

"Goal, go, go, go!!!"

"Goal!"

"Su Fei's arc pass in the penalty area assists, Knight pushes the ball in front of the goal!"

"46th minute!"

"3:2!"

"Just at the beginning of the second half, Manchester City successfully recovered one point!"

"Wow!"

"For this goal, Lampard's pass error gave Su Fei the opportunity to intercept the ball!"

"Makelele couldn't stop Su Fei!"

"Amazing!"

"Through the replay, we can see how magical Su Fei's arc pass in the penalty area is! How incredible!"

-【Su Su Su Su Su! 】

-【Here it comes! Since 3:1 is not easy to play, let's change it to 3:2! 1 goal, only 1 goal away! 】

-【This ball is too good for Su Fei, and Knight is really good at seizing opportunities! 】

-【Lampard was dumbfounded, the camera even gave him a close-up, his pass was too casual, and he didn't take Su Fei's interception seriouslyAh! 】

-【It's getting hot! Who would have thought that Chelsea would give us a chance at the beginning of the second half! 】

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The long-immersed Etihad Stadium suddenly burst into cheers from 55,000 Manchester City fans!

The dream has been shattered, and hope is dormant again!

3:2!

What a hot man, he really stood up again!

Stuart rudely tore off his expensive suit. The weather was cold, but his heart instantly felt hot!

Knight opened his arms and rushed towards Su Fei, and jumped directly onto Su Fei's back.

"F-22, Sir Su, request to take off!"

"Approved!"

In the corner area, the signature F-22, Su Fei-Knight bomber took off again!

Su Fei raised his right hand high and made a "2" gesture.

"The big camera is pointed at the celebrating Manchester City players."

"We can see it."

"Su Fei!"

"When celebrating, he made the number 2 gesture with a firm expression!"

"Wang Tao, what do you think?"

"Teacher Zhan Jun, I think this gesture can represent many meanings."

"This, this, you see Su Fei stretched out two fingers."

"This gesture."

"That's right, in English it also means Victor, but what exactly..."

Wang Tao didn't continue to say anything. Zhan Jun was just embarrassing himself. I'm afraid no one except Su Fei himself could guess what it meant.

But it didn't take long.

10 minutes later.

Everyone got the answer and understood the meaning of Su Fei's gesture.

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55th minute of the game!

Arjen Robben on the left side of Chelsea dribbled the ball across the center line.

Peter Pan!

He was ready to tear open Manchester City's defense from the flank again.

Modric blocked Arjen Robben. In this game, the little flying man relied on his speed advantage.

He dedicated several scenes of single-handedly eating the little magic flute.

But.

Modric perfectly interpreted it.

You can pass me countless times, and I only need to take the ball from your feet once, which is enough to create a fatal threat.

"Modric!"

"Front-on counter-steal!"

"Poke the ball directly out from under Robben's feet!"

"Beautiful!"

"Beautiful steal!"

"Modric!"

"Got the ball!"

Modric, who counter-stealed and avoided the ball, did not rush to speed up.

Because he saw the middle.

The figure that rushed to the front of Chelsea.

Modric.

Made a very bold pass that shocked the four seats.

He raised his leg high.

He hit the bottom of the football heavily with the outside of his foot!

Football.

In the air, the ball flew across the half court in an exaggerated arc, toward the front court and toward the middle.

And Su Fei.

Also noticed the pass from Modric.

He pushed Michael Essien away from his defense.

Flying out......

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