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Chapter 1178 The decisive battle at Old Trafford (5)

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"Alessandro (Nesta), it depends on you now!" Vieri reached out and stopped Nesta, who was about to walk towards 12 yards, and whispered in his ear, "I think you have noticed that as long as you can score this penalty, the best result Juventus can get in the first five rounds is just a draw with us. As long as we score one in the last two rounds of penalty kicks, or they lose another one, then the championship trophy is ours to Fiorentina."

"Hey, Christian, don't add psychological pressure to me casually, okay?" Nesta looked at Vieri speechlessly, thinking to himself, are you an undercover agent sent by Juventus, who came to make trouble for us?

"Haha, it's just a slip, I hope you don't get used to it~" After Nesta said this, Vieri also realized that his words were indeed very problematic, so he quickly called out, "Let's do this, as long as you kick this penalty in later, I will take you to Pineta for a casual trip, and I will reimburse all the expenses. How about it?"

"Puff... are you sure you're not cheating me?" Nesta was so angry that he almost kicked him over, saying unhappy, "You think everyone is like you, and you just got an adult and ran to the nightclub to mess around... And aren't you afraid that Canalis will ask you to kneel on the washboard after he returns home?"

Unlike Vieri, a young man who lingers in nightclubs whenever he has the chance, Nesta is a good man from the Gu family. He almost never goes to nightclubs to spend time and drink, he is naturally not interested in Vieri's proposal.

"Well..." Although he was very fickle, the love between Vieri and Canalis was real, and it had even reached the point of discussing marriage. What he feared most on weekdays was that he knew that he was flirting with in the nightclub. So, after hearing what Nesta said, Vieri quickly closed his mouth and stopped talking about it.

"Really, you can still come up with such tricks at this time. Should you really be the number one live treasure in our team?" After looking at Vieri, who looked like a good boy, Nesta shook his head helplessly, and then walked towards the referee, preparing to take the next penalty kick.

Nesta's mood was much relaxed by Vieri's fuss. However, perhaps because he was too relaxed, although the penalty kick Nesta shot was tricky enough, it did not have the speed and strength it should have. It was directly pressed under Frey, which turned into a successful save!

"Uh, don't stare at me like this, Alessandro." Looking at Nesta, who returned to the middle circle of the court with a resentment, Vieri couldn't help but shiver and said, "You know that all I like are beauties, not men's erotic..."

"Get out!" Seeing that Vieri did not change his slutty nature, Nesta, who was already depressed by missing a penalty kick, finally broke out and kicked Vieri directly. However, Vieri, a young expert in deafness, was naturally prepared for this, and leaped flexibly to the side, and narrowly avoided Nesta's trick of pulling his vagina.

"Vieri, this live treasure... I'd replaced him if I had known it. This guy stayed on the court purely." Looking at Nesta and Vieri who were in a circle in the middle of the court, without seeing the tension at all, Heinx, who witnessed the whole process, wanted to tie Vieri and Nesta to the cross and shoot for ten minutes to vent his hatred!

When is this time? It can still make trouble? How big is your nerves!

At the same time, Nesta's penalty was relieved by Juventus. After all, if Fiorentina scored this penalty, they would have to face an extremely unfavorable situation where they fell one to three and their opponents got the match point. Now, although the Zebras also lag behind Fiorentina in terms of scores, it would be easier to recover a goal, and the psychological pressure on the players can be lower, so that they can easily play in the next penalty shootout.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of fans at the scene, Montero, who represented Juventus in the fourth penalty, showed his iron-blooded nature. The Uruguayan iron guard withstood the pressure and used a thunderous powerful shot to shoot the ball tightly against the turf, helping Juventus equalize the score. Although Buffon judged the right direction this time, he was still a beat slower after all, and he could only watch the ball fly into the goal behind him with regret.

Montero made a debut next time. Robert Carlos. When the Brazilian left-back appeared at the 12-yard point, almost all Juventus fans watching the game were sweating. After all, Carlos's shooting was so powerful that everyone knew. If Frey was shot at such a close distance, it would be a life-threatening thing.

Frey, who was standing in front of the goal, was under great pressure at this time. He felt that he was likely to lose his life and sent a helping signal to his teammates and the head coach on the sidelines with his eyes, hoping that they could help him at this time.

However, both Lippi and Juventus players "stopped" to ignore Frey's look of help, intentionally or unintentionally. Obviously, no one was willing to put a knife in the face of Frey and block this heavy gun for him.

Of course, even if there is such a person, I'm afraid the referee will not agree.

Facing Frey who was trembling in front of the door, Carlos had no intention of hiding his hand. If Canalis or Monica Beluci were standing in front of him, he might have been kind to him; but now the man Frey was standing in front of him, Carlos would only do his best to send the ball into the goal in the way he was best at.

So Carlos used a standard volley of left foot and made the penalty kick steadily, and Frey didn't even have time to make any save!

After the game, a professional institution calculated the speed of the penalty kick and was shocked to find that the penalty kick from Carlos was as high as 150 km/h! This means that even if Frey judged the right direction, it was very difficult for the French goalkeeper to save this shot - on the one hand, it was because the ball was flying too fast, and most people didn't have time to react. On the other hand, it was because the force of this shot was too great. Even if Frey blocked the shooting route, he was likely to be directly shot by the ball shot from Carlos and even hit a concussion.
Chapter completed!
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