Chapter 371 Get out! Red card sent off! This is an insult to the Bernabeu!
Because he rushed too hard, Ramos moved to block it in advance.
So Sterling's pass was not in place.
Aguero couldn't reach it at all, and coincidentally, Pepe couldn't touch it either.
The football crossed the center and headed far away, to the left side of the penalty area.
It's about six or seven meters away from the goal, not close, not far.
Manchester City's left wing was outflanked by Zhao Yi, who was sprinting with Sterling from the midfield!
When the Real Madrid commentator saw that figure appearing, he immediately had a stress reaction.
There, no Real Madrid players are following you!
I missed that unparalleled demon king!
Real Madrid really don’t want to play.
When Pepe saw the ball falling to the far point, he turned and rushed.
Not a single bit of hesitation.
He wants to grab points and disrupt the offense.
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 raised his head and looked at the football floating over.
His feet swayed back and forth twice, just like Muhammad Ali's butterfly walk.
He adjusted his steps well, and the football came from the air and did not fall straight down, so it was difficult to swing his legs directly to complete the shot.
You can only turn your body sideways, with your left foot as the axis and your body slightly rotated.
Zhao Yi's whole figure looked like a compass.
Lift your right leg.
Facing the football, pump hard.
This stroke is quite powerful.
A whip leg, a whip, hit Pepe hard on the chest.
It hit the hearts of Real Madrid fans hard.
How can a human heart made of flesh stop this fierce whip?
Football went away with the power to move forward, and the hearts of Real Madrid fans were broken.
The little bit of confidence and self-esteem that I had finally put together was shattered into pieces just like that.
At this time, some Real Madrid fans who were not mentally strong enough already peed their pants.
The sky fell instantly.
"Navas save me!!!" Real Madrid fans had only one thought in their minds at this time.
Navas, who carries the pride, love and hopes of Real Madrid fans, has become that wall.
Perfectly displaying his body shape, like a gibbon, lying in the air, holding the football with a destructive atmosphere with one hand.
At this time, Navas is Real Madrid's last fig leaf.
A fig leaf, as the name suggests, is a piece of cloth.
How can a piece of cloth stop a football?
Navas jumped up with great energy and a handsome figure.
The curves full of power are enviable.
Navas who fell to the ground felt somewhat sad.
His hands were less than a centimeter away from the football.
It has become a world away.
Unattainable.
"Excuse me..."
In the Bernabeu stands, thousands of Manchester City fans stood up at the same time, clenching their fists and their faces completely red.
All the strength in his body burst out at this moment.
The entire stadium echoed with the fierce and terrifying roars of Manchester City fans.
Those Manchester City fans who were a little more introverted stood there holding their heads, their big eyes almost bulging out.
Is this happening?
Can there be such a miracle?
Zhao Yi took out a kick, and as soon as the football hit the net, he turned around and turned into a gust of wind, rushing towards the sideline.
The veins on his neck popped out, and his wide mouth could swallow the entire Bernabeu in one bite.
Facing the excited Manchester City fans, he jumped high.
The clenched fists were opened, and the moment they landed, they raised their arms high.
A very penetrating roar spread to the stands.
into the ears of every Manchester City fan.
“HalaMadrid!!!”
The Manchester City fans in the stands showed no hesitation.
They didn't realize what Zhao Yi was shouting at all.
These loyal knights have only one thought in their minds.
Follow your king across thousands of mountains and rivers.
Today, at the Santiago Bernabeu, reach the top!
“HalaMadrid!!!”
“HalaMadrid!!!!”
Manchester City fans shouted wildly that they belong to Real Madrid and the Bernabeu.
Real Madrid fans throughout the Bernabeu listened to this very familiar and exciting slogan.
This shout that made them feel invincible every time, this time was like the sharpest knife slicing open their chests and crushing their fragile hearts.
Dignity has collapsed and faith is gone.
"Oh my God..." the Real Madrid commentator stood stunned on the spot.
Florentino stood up instantly, shook his body, and walked out with a livid face.
He wanted to control his pace and leave gracefully, but he couldn't control his emotions anyway. He tripped and fell to the ground with a plop.
The assistant next to him was in a hurry, and the strong Lafayette suddenly stood up.
The proud old man, with confused thoughts, stumbled and pushed his assistant away.
Without looking back, he left the stands.
"Get out!!! Red card sent off!!!"
"Quickly, send him off!!! This is blasphemy against Real Madrid and blasphemy against the Bernabeu!!
This is a crime! ! ! "The Real Madrid commentator finally reacted and had completely lost his grace.
At the Bernabeu, an away team player actually shouted Real Madrid's most symbolic slogan together with the away team fans.
Such insulting behavior must be punished!
Such a ignorant player, without respect and awe, must not stay on the court.
"This is a disgrace to football!! Send off!!! Get out!!! Must get out!!!"
The fans at the Bernabeu slumped in their seats, not in the mood to boo, but instead cursed.
The sharp "Hala Madrid" reached their ears, disintegrating the little confidence and belief they had just raised.
The Bernabeu defense completely collapsed.
The team's defense, the fans' psychology.
Beaten to pieces.
Inhumane massacre.
"Zhao Yi... this goal has been scored again!
Already playing like crazy... four goals in eight minutes...
Real Madrid, it's over..." Zhan Lu was still shouting at the top of her voice during the first few balls.
He can no longer shout for this ball.
This……
No face was given.
Are you really kicking yourself to death?
Every goal makes Real Madrid fans’ hearts bleed, and every celebration rubs salt into their wounded hearts.
After this game, Zhao Yi completely broke with Real Madrid, and Real Madrid fans would regard him as Satan.
I'm afraid that mentioning this name is filled with 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.
To see him was to see the Dread Lord.
Navas, who was lying on the ground, felt that he was hallucinating.
Real Madrid slogans came to my ears.
Real Madrid fans are really interesting.
Four of us were fed, how could they still be so optimistic and shout?
Although he lost embarrassingly, the blood in his body burned.
The fans are so insistent, how can he surrender?
Navas jumped to his feet.
Look up.
All three views were shattered.
Real Madrid fans are like wilted eggplants, quietly waiting for death.
The ones shouting Real Madrid slogans were the booing Manchester City fans.
The young man under the stands was struggling to step on the lawn along the sideline, shouting step by step.
Assistant coach Arteta turned around anxiously and yelled at Zhao Yi.
stop.
Stop doing this!
I won’t be able to get out for 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.
OK OK.
Real Madrid fans have paid a heavy price.
This has nothing to do with Real Madrid club, this has nothing to do with Real Madrid players and coaches.
You cannot attack everyone indiscriminately.
This is the bottom line of Real Madrid's dignity. You cannot shout other people's slogans after scoring a goal at their home court.
Doesn't this mean that you went to your opponent's house, slept with his wife, and turned on the camera to shout at them, "Honey, are you really fierce?"
Real Madrid fans may not be able to bear it and rush off the field.
The security on the sidelines might want to fuck you.
"Xiao Zhao is crazy..."
"I fucked four in eight minutes..."
"Champions League, Bernabeu..."
"Lafayette is angry. The last one who had a heart attack was Ferguson. This time it's Florentino..."
“Spain, it’s snowing in May!”
