"Messi! Messi! Messi!"

"Messi! Messi! Messi!"

The silent white ocean of Bernabeu made the name Messi jump out, shocking the audience. Even the voices of a thousand Barcelona fans shocked the Bernabeu.

"Fake!"

"Fake!"

"Fake!"

Real Madrid fans were full of anger and stared at Messi's actions of hanging up his jersey, which was so murderous.

"Why is he so rampant? Just because of this goal?"

"The villain succeeds."

"After scoring a goal, he thought he was the best in the world and could be so arrogant!"

"The competition is not over yet, wait, the competition is not over yet!"

Soon, the huge booing in the stands overwhelmed the cheers of Barcelona fans.

This is the Bernabeu, and you cannot tolerate such humiliation!

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"Haha! What did I say? Messi scored a goal, but he still had such a beautiful free kick. Adan couldn't defend against this ball at all. Messi's footwork is so powerful. In fact, his free kick shooting skills have been improving, but everyone just didn't see it."

...Huang Jianxiang was very depressed, especially after hearing what Bin Yan said, he wanted to hit him! He wanted to smash him on a bench.

In front of the TV camera, Chinese fans were more angry than Huang Jianxiang.

"Mom, what is ccav doing? Why don't you knock this down? Which country is the one from this? She is still licking Messi."

"Have your mother been so fucking. I really want to die. I will cut her with a knife!"

“sb,sb,sb!”

"I don't believe Real Madrid will lose the game!"

"Dong Fangzhuo, Brother Dong, please show your power quickly! You must not let Messi win the game with such a show of pride!"

"How many people can't raise their heads!"

"Damn, I can't stand it anymore, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"I'm crazy!!!"

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"Messi has done too much,"

"There is no need to do this at the Bernabeu. It will definitely attract a lot of controversy and criticism after the game. This is the worst celebration move I have ever seen." Huang Jianxiang bluntly believed that Messi's behavior was very bad.

"I believe most people think the same as me, except that the Barcelona don't agree."

He didn't care about Binyan being by his side and started spraying.

"The competition is not over yet, so don't shoot yourself in the foot."

At this moment, Messi's No. 10 jersey is so eye-catching in the eyes of every non-Barcelona person, even the non-Real Madrid fans felt the strong smell of gunpowder.

"What a big thing is going to happen, something big is going to happen!" Leinker shouted excitedly.

"Dong, Ronaldo, you have to show all your skills. They have stepped on the doorstep. What should you do?"

"Can you turn the tide?"

"There are still ten minutes left. If not, you will be engraved on the pillar of shame in the Spanish national derby, ten years, fifty years, or even a hundred years later, when people mention this game, people will say that Messi hung up his jersey at Bernabeu and became Barcelona's savior."

"It's scary, so scary. Inadvertently, Messi escalated his hatred. This hatred is enough to push the relationship between these two teams to a new level!"

"Messi, this is the craziest thing you have ever done since your debut."

In Barcelona, ​​in the square outside the Camp Nou, 200,000 Barcelona fans celebrated wildly outside the open air. The moment they saw Messi holding his jersey high, they also reached a climax.

"Messi,"

"Messi!"

"Messi!"

They have a nearly god-like worship of Messi.

On Catalonia TV, the commentator Cruyff raised his arms and shouted, "Messi! This is the Messi we need! This is the Messi we have been waiting for for a long time!"

"Barcelona needs Messi like this! He finally developed the temperament of a king, and he finally began to conquer the Bernabeu!"

"Let us cheer for Messi, victory belongs to us!"

In Brisno Aires, Argentina.

In the live broadcast room of the National Sports Channel, Maradona's actions were almost exactly the same as Cruyff.

“Beautiful job!”

"Messi! I like Messi like this!"

"You have finally grown up, yes, just press Real Madrid hard to do it! Just humiliate Real Madrid nakedly and humiliate that damn Chinese!"

He said something even more unstoppable, and he even started to squirt at Dong Fangzhuo.

"You have to tell everyone that you are the number one in this world. All Chinese people are fake. In front of you, you are the king! You can defeat anyone!"

Messi was hugged by all Barcelona players, and at this moment, he really became a god.

Even if you pay a yellow card, it's worth it.

Barcelona coach Guardiola on the sidelines grinned and had already twisted her coquettish buttocks. It was so satisfying! His team needed such a victory, and he needed such a Messi!

On the other side, Mourinho was silent on the side of his death, and he almost stood still.

The development of things really went beyond his expectations. Real Madrid did not take the initiative to hold its destiny at home.

The God of Fate leaned towards Barcelona.

His gaze turned to Dong Fangzhuo on the field.

Dong, what are you waiting for?

He actually put all his hopes on Dong Fangzhuo, just like ordinary fans.

It was creaking, Dong Fangzhuo's fists were clenched very tightly. His fighting spirit was so strong for the first time. This Messi really made him ignite a raging fire.

It is undeniable that this guy has really grown up again, no longer the boy hiding in the greenhouse, he seems to have become the strongest opponent in advance!

Dong Fangzhuo clearly remembered that hanging jerseys was a matter of five or six years later, but now it is so much ahead of schedule!

All right……

Dong Fangzhuo examined and thought about all this seriously.

Beep,

The whistle of the referee sounded.

There is really not much time left for Real Madrid.

All Real Madrid players ran faster.

If you lose 3:4, it will be the end of the world.

No motivational language is needed.

Even Ozil seemed to have raised a lot of motivation. He ran much faster than before, and the ball that Dong Fangzhuo passed was a bit slower.

A pair of Ottaman glanced at him and then he drew a perfect arc with his left foot. The ball actually crossed the court horizontally and landed at Marcelo's feet.

Marcelo actually kept stopping the ball and pushed his left foot directly. He mastered the footwork very well, and the ball directly passed over Messi and Alves' heads!

Di Maria quickly threw away Alves, and was about to rush to the ball, but Alves hooked and knocked Di Maria down.

"Alves is hateful!"

"C Luo and Dong Fangzhuo are both surrounded!"

"This foul is so critical!"

"The position is not good, and this ball cannot be shot directly. It is probably appropriate to hand it over to Ozil or Di Maria."

Huang Jianxiang felt very sorry, "But Dong Fangzhuo can still try it."

However, Dong Fangzhuo did not stand there. He and Ozil whispered a few times before running to the penalty area.

There are as many as 6 Real Madrid players in Barcelona's penalty area. There is no need to be conservative at this time, and almost the entire army is in an uproar.

He and Ronaldo both stood in the middle, beside him were Pique and Mascherano, and Adriano, and the three of them held them out tightly.

Pepe and Carvalho dragged other players one by one, Marcelo and Khedira waited for an opportunity to move. Outside the penalty area, Alonso and Di Maria were cruising, while near the center line, only Aveloa was defending.

This is really a desperate bet...

It was the 83rd minute, and the time left for them was much less.

Beep,

The referee whistle sounded, Ozil breathed, and then ran and sent the ball!

The ball crossed the front point and quickly fell into the middle!

The ball has a lot of force, but the arc is falling very quickly.

Bang,

The ball actually bounced up and no one touched it!

Seeing that the fans in the sky actually burst into cold sweat at the same time.

In the flash, the four people in the middle lane stretched out their legs at the same time, but no one touched them and the ball actually bounced away!

"oops!"

Before he finished speaking, Marcelo shoveled a flying shovel in the back and actually tackled the ball.

call!

The direction of the ball's flight was finally changed.

"Ah, don't!"

"don't want!"

With a snap, the ball actually gathered on the side net and didn't enter.

His legs are short. If Marcelo's legs are longer, he can kick the ball in...

"What a pity, I almost equalized the score."

Valdes was quick-eyed and was not scared by the shot. He grabbed the ball with his left hand, grabbed the ball in his arms, and threw it out immediately.

"not good!"

"It's dangerous!"

Neymar ran to the middle and waved his hand, and Valdes threw the ball in the direction where he was!

"Nemar!"

Neymar hooked his feet backwards, and his left foot was able to pick the ball to the right side of his body, and he was a beautiful ball-removing action! Then he started to drive the ball and run wildly.

Alonso and Di Maria behind him chased back crazily. It would be impossible not to chase him. There was only one Aveloa left behind. Can that guy stop Neymar?

Whoosh-

A gust of wind rushed past them, so fast that I almost couldn't see who it was, but the number 9 behind it was still very clear.

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"It's Dong Fangzhuo!"

The lightning-fast Dong Fangzhuo quickly pulled out of Barcelona's penalty area when he lost the opportunity to grab the spot. Who knows why he did this? Ordinary frontcourt players would not do this even if they were killed. After all, there were backcourt players.

But Dong Fangzhuo did not. He seemed to have realized that this would happen long ago.

So when Valdes threw the ball, Dong Fangzhuo had actually rushed out of the penalty area. Although he was not as close to Alonso and the others to Neymar, his speed was faster!

Huhu, Neymar also heard the sound of the wind and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

Damn, why is it him!

He was stunned for a moment, but Dong Fangzhuo had already advanced with him.

Before he could react, Dong Fangzhuo's shoulder bumped into him, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Fark!

In physical confrontation, he was no match for Dong Fangzhuo at all. He had never thought that he would be caught up by Alonso or Di Maria. Who knew that Dong Fangzhuo would come up?

He kicked the ball far away. Because of this reason, he suffered a loss in speed. He couldn't control the ball. After physical contact, Dong Fangzhuo did not commit a foul at all.

Aveloa in front of me is a thank you!

Dong Fangzhuo hooked the ball with his right foot, then turned around and rushed back with the ball!

This scene is really scary!

Dong Fangzhuo's feeling was so shocking that he could still grab the ball back like this.

"Dong,"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Real Madrid fans were instantly excited.

"The ball is still owned by Real Madrid!"

"Dong Fangzhuo dribbled the ball back to Barcelona's penalty area!"

His teammates rushed back into Barcelona's penalty area.

Shasha, Iniesta's short legs didn't care about the foul and directly shoveled at Dong Fangzhuo.

Dong Fangzhuo suddenly stepped on the ball with his right foot, waved to the right, and calmly avoided Iniesta's shovel!

"Oh..." Guardiola couldn't help but clenched his fists, but Dong Fangzhuo raised his left foot and shot again, avoiding Busquets's encirclement.

This scene is very similar to the photo action of Robben, another figure in international football. Whether it is a fake shot, the speed and rhythm are exactly as fast.

But just when everyone thought Dong Fangzhuo would continue to move to the left, Dong Fangzhuo hit his left foot and a beautiful violin move broke into Barcelona's penalty area!

No, this should not be called playing the violin, but the cello!

Because of this pull, he not only pulled Mascherano, but also pulled Pique over!

"Ah! The defense line is penetrated!"

He caught up with the ball in the small penalty area line.

"Shot!"

Dong Fangzhuo pushed his right foot and the ball rolled to the far post against the turf.

"Oh, I'm off!"

"wrong!"

"Marcelo!"

Marcelo flew out from the back point!

He just completed a flying shovel, but this time he obviously prepared more calmly and grasped the position better, because this was a rolling ball, and the ball could not fly easily.

"Bang!"

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"Marcelo!"

"Marcelo!"

"Marcelo scored, he scored the equalizer!"

“4:4!”

"Real Madrid did not give up, they equalized the score!"

"With Dong Fangzhuo's breakthrough and assists, Real Madrid stubbornly equalized the score at home."

"In the 87th minute, the game finally became a draw again!"

"Ninety-nine percent of this ball is the credit of Dong Fangzhuo. He grabbed the ball from Neymar's feet, then dribbled the ball and broke through the entire Barcelona defense line, giving Marcelo a nanny assist."

"Ah, he's so great!"

After Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, he began to look for Dong Fangzhuo's figure.

"He can go and dry his jersey now!"

"Ah, no!"

"He didn't. He rushed into the goal and picked up the ball. He was walking back quickly."

"Yes, he is telling his teammates that the draw is not our end!"

"He is using his actions to tell everyone that what they need is victory, and he is not satisfied yet!"

"Marcelo feels very embarrassed, run back quickly! His teammates are running back quickly."

Soon, Dong Fangzhuo had already put the ball on the center line, and even the Barcelona player was not as quick as he did.

Hanging your jersey? There is nothing, it’s not the time to celebrate now!

"devil,"

"devil,"

"This devil!"

In the stands, Barcelona fans were a little heart-wrenching. Neymar and Messi's magic has been thrown away by them, and Dong Fangzhuo's shocking breakthrough has penetrated their hearts.

"ah!"

"I can't stand it!"

"I can't stand it!"

"Why is this happening!"

They thought 4:3 was the final score, and their Messi was the final hero of this game.

But,

No, Dong Fangzhuo only took three minutes to respond.

This is not the last one!

This is still just the beginning!

Outside Camp Nou, 200,000 Barcelona fans remained silent.

Catalan TV station, Cruyff didn't even say a single fart, he didn't know what to say.

Maradona was also dumbfounded at Argentina Sports Station. For a moment, he felt that the guy who dribbled the ball on the court just now was not Dong Fangzhuo, but him Maradona.

"Oyeye, Oulala! I just said, the game is not over yet! The game is not over yet!" In the Sky Sports live room, Reinkell danced and was so excited. As Dong Fangzhuo's biggest loyal fan in the world, Reinkell is happier than any fan.

"Look, the devil is about to show his real fangs, this is the beginning of the killing!"

Guardiola was scared, he was really scared, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground. He had never felt so embarrassed.

His number one favorite player Messi's face is completely dark and even purple at this moment. It is very likely that he will not be successful in pretending to behave.

Neymar, one of the conceded goals, had a blood-colored face, and Messi's words were also released at this time, "Pass, pass the ball, don't be greedy!"

He almost yelled, and this was naturally directed at Neymar. If this little bastard hadn't wanted to show, he might not have been able to lose the ball.

Time, hurry up! Barcelona fans have already started praying, and now they only need a draw to be satisfied.

Just like the fans' thoughts,

The referee has sounded the game again.

“Hold the ball,”

"Hold the ball!"

"Hold the ball!"

Guardiola never roared like this, waving his arms, for fear of an accident in a while.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Dong Fangzhuo's name still resounded throughout the audience.

Barcelona did not almost attack and kept falling in the backcourt, but Real Madrid players had already pounced on like hungry wolves and began to press in a very organized manner.

Xavi, Busquets and Iniesta, the iron triangle, fell balls wildly in the midfield, constantly connecting with the backcourt. Even Messi was afraid and had already recovered to the half.

He doesn't want to lose either.

Neymar was a little confused.

Why should we retreat at this time? Shouldn’t we continue to launch a fierce attack and strive to win the game? He really felt incredible, but he still subconsciously ran back.

He ran to a good position, and his teammate Iniesta should have passed the ball to him, but, no!

well!

What kind of plane to do!

Neymar continued to run back, but ended up colliding with Adriano's position.

The fast-moving ball quickly came to him and Adriano, but both of them were stunned for a moment because they didn't know who would get the ball!

But at this time, Ronaldo, who was pulling to the side, actually stepped on the ball first!

"What?"
Chapter completed!