Volume 5 Chapter 22

The ball is like a flying lightning, cool around the side of the wall, and then continue to spin, plunged into Real Madrid's white net, Casillas did not respond.

He didn't expect the trajectory of the ball to be like this!

The back defense of the goal was played over and over again in the live broadcast. This is a goal that can be selected as the top ten free kicks of the season. It is extremely beautiful.

Whether it is the two sides facing each other, the timing of the game, the position of the free throw, the trajectory of the ball, and the reaction of the defenders, this goal is destined to be a classic.

Especially coupled with Ma Keqin's now explosive action, the Atlético Madrid players followed the No. 18 who made the "shut up" action, and galloped to celebrate on the sidelines.

"Mark, Mark, we rarely see Mark like this," Maria yelled frantically, "The Madrid derby has finally shown its proper face. Atletico Madrid has become an existence that can challenge Real Madrid."

"Oh, it's so beautiful," Morrison shook his head and sighed, "This is a fatal blow to Real Madrid. They just sent off one person, and they were overtaken immediately."

At the beginning of the Bernabeu, there was no sound, only the very few Atletico Madrid fans were cheering, and then deafening boos broke out, like a waterfall!

For so many years, no one has dared to challenge them here!

But behind the booing, is there still a trace of worry and fear hidden? Will it remind them of that inhuman night, still the 18th?

It is not enough to destroy the last issue of Galactic battleships, do we need to destroy this issue again? Nobody knows!

It's just that all the narrators and fans saw Mark Qin recklessly driving his king's rights on the green shade of the Bernabeu with a gesture that was rarely seen before.

I scored a goal and that's how I want to celebrate!

My teammates are in the car to the hospital right now, all of you shut up the fuck!

He has never been as angry as he is now. It has nothing to do with winning or losing. Shit, Mourinho must have said something during the halftime break. Real Madrid obviously stepped up their pressing action in the second half!

Mata is the closest Spanish player in the team to Mark Qin. Seeing him leave the field with a dead face, his chest is about to explode. Only professional players know what a serious injury means!

That could be an entire career.

Who would have thought that David Silva was a speedy winger before his serious injury? Mark Qin does not want Mata to suffer the same nightmare, not everyone can get through it.

He circled the court for half a circle, didn't stop until his bench, and then hugged his teammates on the bench crazily. He didn't know that his crazy behavior not only surprised many people who had watched him for many years, It also made his Atletico Madrid teammates feel a warm current in their hearts.

They all knew why, although he was young, he was already a competent captain!

The players of Real Madrid felt angry and aggrieved. They never expected to play like this at the Bernabeu before the start of the second half. Many people even began to complain about Pepe's recklessness in their hearts. Definitely the culprit.

"Do you want him to provoke a war here? He celebrated for too long, and he is still provoking our fans," Mourinho complained angrily to the fourth official, "You should give him A yellow card sends him off..."

The referee also felt that the continuation of such overwhelming boos at the Bernabéu would cause endless troubles for the following games, so he ran to the sidelines and urged the Atletico Madrid players to come back and kick off.

"Mr. Ma's wonderful arc helped Atletico Madrid overtake the score." Zhan Jun eased the excitement just now and continued to explain, "In less than 10 minutes of the second half, Real Madrid was overtaken and one less player was beaten."

"Hey," Zhang Lu continued, "The situation has changed suddenly. Mourinho's intermission arrangements are likely to be disrupted. Whether there is a chance to equalize is another matter. Now they must first consider how to defend and don't lose. It's too ugly, otherwise two big losses in a short period of time,

It is estimated that Real Madrid’s life will not be easy.”

It's just that Ma Keqin's burning eyes on the field indicate that all this is not over yet!

"Press up, press up, keep people in the backcourt to guard against Ronaldo", as soon as the kick-off, Ma Keqin shouted and ran towards Real Madrid's half-court.

For the first time in the game, the players in the red and white arrow shirts aggressively invaded the white hinterland. The invasion was unscrupulous, the invasion was frenzied, and it was full of the cold breath of taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

"Real Madrid, Real Madrid is in danger. They were pushed back into their penalty area almost at the moment of re-kick-off. Atletico Madrid's pressing is absolutely crazy. Ramos can only drive forward with a big foot." Maria shouted.

Depressed Ronaldo jumped up to fight for the top. He won the top, but no one helped him grab the second point. In the second half, no one was more depressed than him. He was holding his breath and waiting to beat Mark Qin!

But what is he? Shit, Pepe, if it wasn't because he is Portuguese, a club teammate, a national team teammate, or a personal friend, Ronaldo would probably scold him directly.

Real Madrid's defensive formation of four or four in the backcourt was only enough for them to defend the penalty area. Ronaldo headed to the center and rushed forward. Has almost become a winger.

Mourinho watched the precarious defense line nervously on the sidelines with his pockets in his pockets. It would be a lie to say that he was not worried about the team's collapse.

They are actually similar to Atletico Madrid, and they have only been in the army for 3 months. Now he can't wait to end the game immediately, even if he loses 1:2, he will admit it.

It's just that now he is still holding his head high, as if he is contemptuous of all this, as if his opponent stole a victory from the Bernabeu with despicable means, and he has plenty of ways to divert attention after the game.

"Fran, long shot..." Maria shouted, "It's Cassie again, he flew to save the ball over the baseline, Diarra made it to the wing, leaving Real Madrid's midfielder empty again, completely unable to To counter Mark’s scheduling, Ronaldo’s return can only serve as a harassment.”

Casillas got up, slapped his hands and roared angrily, his eyes were red, he was also anxious, Mark Qin gave him too many unpleasant experiences.

In Liverpool, in England, and now at Atletico Madrid, he doesn't want to repeat this f**k process over and over again.

At this time, Ancelotti touched his chin on the sidelines, turned his head and let Costa on the bench prepare. It was useless to leave so many people behind, and now they needed a fulcrum in the penalty area.

From Ma Keqin's expression, he knew that he hadn't finished his tone. Even though Ancelotti felt that the end of the score was acceptable, this is what he is good at.

Coax the core, coax the players, coax them to work for themselves.

"Atletico Madrid is going to make a substitution. Costa is going to...replace Martinez and a midfielder. It seems that they are not satisfied with this score. They want to completely capture the Bernabeu," Maria exclaimed excitedly.

Mourinho frowned, considering whether to replace Di Maria with a defensive player, and gritted his teeth secretly after a while, no, he would be sprayed to death after the game.

The booing at the Bernabéu was almost continuous and lasted for a long time, because Real Madrid's counterattacks were really pitiful, and the ball was mostly at the feet of the annoying red and white players.

"Atletico Madrid, Atletico Madrid, we are Atletico Madrid who are always eager for the championship." Not only the Bernabeu, but the Atletico Madrid fans in the whole city of Madrid raised their arms and cheered, cheering for the team's attack wave after wave.

They are insane, insane!

There are not many fans of Atletico Madrid in the world, and they don't have much glorious history that can be brought out, even if they are the team with the third most league championships in La Liga.

But those old events did not infuse them with the background of a wealthy family at all, because they have never ruled an era, not even La Liga, let alone Europe.

It took them nearly 70 years to win their nine La Liga championships, and the number of Champions Leagues is even zero!

Therefore, there is nothing that makes them crazy than building tall buildings on the ground, and today, at the Bernabéu, is the moment to witness.

Ma Keqin took the ball again in an area around 35 meters in the middle, facing Real Madrid's defense. During this time, Real Madrid has almost been rolled into a pancake by them in the backcourt.

But there is no break, you have to admire Mourinho's ability to train defense, and his toughness is extremely strong.

Casey was also out of shape by their long-range shots. He had saved Fran in a row just now, and he and Aguero's three-footed long-range shots.

"By Aguerola, Mark sent the ball over," explained Maria. "After Costa came up, Aguero's position became more active."

Aguero dribbled the ball in small steps and rushed directly to Arbeloa who had been replaced. Arbeloa fought and retreated. The moment he stopped, Aguero suddenly swiped to the baseline.

"Aguero, relying on explosive power to eat Arbeloa raw..." Maria looked excited. This kind of instantaneous explosive power was very detached from the camera.

Real Madrid's defense, which kept a close distance like an equal sign, was left behind in an instant.

Aguero has done this twice before on the wing, but unfortunately the pass did not pose a threat. This time he chose a different way.

"Dangerous, Atlético's opportunity," Maria screamed instantly, and Arbeloa tried his best to block the ball but failed to stop the trajectory of the ball.

Not known for his explosive power, he was still a step behind. The ball flew up first, over his feet, and over the head of Fran, who was near the ribs, and flew directly to the right side of the top of the arc in the penalty area.

Costa desperately used his body to squeeze the two central defenders of Real Madrid, preventing them from turning back in time.

"Block him," Cassie yelled subconsciously as he turned around, because as the ball fell, a figure had swung his thighs while running against the falling ball.

Khedira, who turned around, rushed forward, closed his eyes and sent his back up, scaring the whole Bernabéu into a fright.

"Gabi...", Maria was ready to receive a burst volley at any time, just like everyone in the field.

Mourinho clenched his fist in the pocket of his windbreaker. Their formation was too flat, and too many gaps were bound to be exposed in front of the penalty area. Every long-range shot made him extremely worried.

He can only hope that Cassie will turn the tide again, "Gabi...", Maria shouted again abruptly, which also made Mourinho even more desperate.

He didn't volley! Instead, he pulled his strength to the left and sent it lightly with the arch of his foot. After the ball avoided the jumping Khedira, it went directly to the top of the arc in the penalty area.

There was a short vacuum there!

Ma Keqin, who came facing the ball, even had time to stop the ball like a master with his feet, and the ball that landed obediently stayed in front of him with a light step on the ground.

like a statue!

"Mark...", like the moment when the tense bowstring was finally released, Maria's accumulated roar finally burst out.

He took Mark to watch his teammate Alonso struggling forward, brought the faces of nearly 80,000 white-clothed nobles in the audience like gold paper, and even brought the coldness that couldn't stop rising from the bottom of Mourinho's heart.

This position, this person, there is no defense!

There was no "boom" roar and burst, no "swish" lightning, Ronaldo instantly started from the periphery, and when he came back, he directly shoveled from the side, with strong worry and unwillingness!

It's just that the flying ball didn't wait for his flying shovel to arrive. There is nothing easier than this kind of shooting for Mark Qin. He gently rubbed the instep of his right foot!

The ball flew directly over Alonso who was coming, the defender on the side of the small penalty area and Costa, and finally Casillari's arms stretched hard, and his disappointed eyes.

Around a banana arc, straight into the goal!

"Goaaaaaaaal..., Mark...", "Boom", the small red and white stands at the Bernabeu went completely crazy.

"The goal is scored, it's still Mr. Ma's deadly arc, 3:1"

"Hey...", the southwest storm in Madrid suddenly broke out, and fell into a more hysterical carnival!

This is the Bernabéu.

Here I am, writing Conquest again!

"Boom", Atletico Madrid's bench jumped up, Ancelotti shook his arms excitedly, and the captain of the Son of Poseidon took them to fly again, flying in the temple-like Bernabéu!

"Atletico Madrid finally opened the door to Real Madrid again, it's still Mark, his curveball is the demon knife of death", Maria shouted frantically.

This is a Madrid derby that hasn't happened in decades!

Ma Keqin ran to the sidelines again, and then was pulled by his more excited teammates, and fell to the ground, layer upon layer.

"Real Madrid is gone!" Zhan Jun shouted passionately, "Atletico Madrid has captured the Bernabeu!"

The lights flickered like candles at this time, against the backdrop of the Real Madrid generals on and off the pitch...

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