Jovitic stopped one step away from the realization of his dream.

But he did not give up!

He turned around suddenly and rushed towards the fiery red flame!

You can break me... Can't I break you?!

-

"Long Shu special intercepts the ball, but he is not good at individual raids, especially when he has a ball..."

Dekur closed his mouth as soon as he said a few words.

Because the red No. 8 didn't drive the ball to charge at all!

That's not something Long Shu is good at!

He just dribbled the ball forward for five or six meters, and when Dekur's second sentence was not yet released, he made his own choice.

"Urby!"

He chose his first passer!

Emmanuelson catches the ball sideways!

But he didn't know what to do!

His physical fitness is far less abundant than Long Shute. The previous 90 minutes had already made his legs weak and weak, and he couldn't even make a regular cross!

But he finally noticed the look he gave to his passer.

That was the most familiar look between teammates!

Come, pass the ball to me!

-

tmd!

He actually passed the ball!

Jovetic stopped in despair and gave up his plan to counter the Dragon Special.

Are you a Longshute or a man?!

If you have the affair, you will fight with me, Montenegro Messi!

Are you afraid of my strong body of 1.86 meters?!

He gritted his teeth and shook his head, and resented at the red figure.

But he was stunned.

Why is that back... getting farther and farther away?!

Isn't he a defensive midfielder and left back?

What did he... run to the front?

-

"pretty!"

He Wei once again exclaimed.

Just now, he was still worried whether his praise for his compatriots was the last time in this game, but he didn't expect that the second time would come so soon: "This is an extremely skillful cooperation between two passes and one hitting the wall! Long Shute passed the ball on the left, and his teammate Emmanuelson did not rashly dribble the ball, but understood it and passed the ball back again! Long Shute drove the ball forward!"

His compatriots finally began to participate in the attack. He Wei certainly had reason to be excited, but his Dutch colleagues hesitated for a moment.

"Uh..." Dekur scratched his chin, "If I remember correctly, this might be the first time Long Shute fucked forward in this game, right?"

Yang Sen opened his mouth: "...I don't care!"

Don't care!

Long Shute received the football!

And because he hardly slowed down, Fiorentina's first midfielder was left behind.

“Mila…”

He only took one step and passed the ball to Soleimani, who was diagonally in front of him again.

Soleimani did the same thing and returned it again without hesitation.

"Two and one in a row! Long Shute broke through Fiorentina's midfielder!" He Wei blushed and couldn't help but swear. "As long as he cooperates with Suarez, he can break into the penalty area and face the goal!"

This is exactly what Long Shute thought of temporarily: his ability to drive the ball is not good, but his speed is sharp, so in order to reduce the number of times he dribbles, he handed over this link to his teammates for cooperation.

Although it is simple, considering that he has never shown up in the offense throughout the game, Fiorentina has almost no defense or vigilance against him, such a sudden attack is likely to succeed.

This is true. It was not until Long Shute played twice in a row and successfully crossed the middle circle that Plandley and his disciples reacted.

"Stop him!" Plandelley yelled on the sidelines, "Stop them both!"

"Run in!" Van Basten's heart also roared, "Break them down!"

The booed the home team fans in the sky in the stands at Frankie Stadium.

How hope is that those fans can find a metal cylinder in their hands now so that they can blow the Red No. 8 that is ahead of time!

But now that they have lost their smoke weapon, they can only use their boo to interfere with each other.

They kept drawing circles in a dark corner of their hearts, cursing the fast horse to break their legs!

-

From the front of the Ajax penalty area to the penalty area in Florence, it is about 70 meters away.

For Long Shute, who sprints with all his might along the straight line, it only takes about eight seconds. If he didn't have to cooperate with his teammates to pass and receive the ball, the time would be less.

When he received a pass from Soleimani, the fifth second just passed.

The penalty area in Florence is less than 25 meters away!

Ajax only has two players, Suarez and Kvitanic, in the frontcourt, but both Longshute and Fiorentina defensive players will only focus on the Uruguayan striker.

Suarez has this consciousness. When Long Shute and Soleimani started to cooperate, he had already moved closer to the left and prepared to respond to his teammates at any time. But... as for whether to turn around and shoot after receiving the ball, or pass the ball back, it must be decided based on the changes in the situation.

It’s not that he looks down on his young teammates, but compared to Long Shute, Suarez trusts his shooting skills more, not to mention that as the team captain and number one shooter, he also has the power to fire unlimitedly.

He looked at Long Shute who had taken the ball one step, and he seemed to roar in his heart:

"Come on! Pass it to me!"

-

Of course, Long Shute wants to pass the ball. He is still 20 meters away from the penalty area. With his current sprinting speed, it takes a lot of effort to control the ball steadily. Once he does that, his speed will inevitably be greatly reduced. Fiorentina's defensive players will immediately surround him.

So he pushed his arch, and the football rubbed the grass, drew a straight line, and flew towards Suarez not far away.

"This is the last chance!"

"Stop them!"

Whether it was Plandelli or Van Basten, the hearts of the two head coaches were hung high at this moment!

Suarez received the ball with his back!

He spread his arms slightly, blocked Dainelli, who was 1.91 meters behind him, and gently removed the football with his left foot.

Long Shute was still running forward, waiting for his teammates to return.

But Suarez did not pass it to him immediately.

Long Shute kept walking. With just one breath, he approached the top of the penalty area, almost parallel to Suarez's position!

Suarez moved!

He stuck Dainelli tightly, plucked the ball slightly with his left foot and pushed the arch of his right foot towards the football!

He wants to pass straight toward the rear!

Dainelli couldn't help but stretch out his foot to Suarez's left, ready to block the Uruguayan's pass.

But suddenly there was a blank in front of him, and his entire center of gravity fell out!

Suarez's right foot didn't push the football at all!

He just brushed over the football and then took the ball to the right!

Jovitic can use fake actions to deceive Long Shute, so I, Suarez, can also play with Messi's teammates in Montenegro!

And...I only need it once!

As long as you complete the turn, Suarez can shoot directly!

This last blow should be handed over to me whether it goes in or not!

Whether it is a hero or a sinner, I should bear this responsibility!

Suarez turned around!

He saw the snow-white door frame and the nervous goalkeeper of Fiorentine!

He also saw Dainelli, who could no longer re-adjust the center of gravity!

He swung his right foot while turning!

He wants to use his right foot shot that he is best at pulling the score back to the same starting line!

"Bang!"

He kicked an iron pipe?

wrong!
Chapter completed!