"Ashley Cole broke the ball!"

"Lindy!"

"The opportunity for England is here!"

Lindy quickly turned around after receiving the pass, but someone was already coming towards him, still left and right.

Alonso!

Busquets!

The two pressed each other step by step, and Alonso even kept paying attention to the situation behind him.

It didn't give Lindi a chance to speed up and rush over.

Especially with Busquets's bad eyes, Lindy felt that if he met him, the attack might be invalid.

But teammates are not on the passing route, and even Rooney is separated from him by at least three people.

Time is endless!

Lindy gritted her teeth and drove the ball forward. When she approached Busquets, he could even see the faint smile on the other person's face.

The smile on Boske's face on the sidelines also became stronger and stronger.

Lindy did not run, which made the audience in the stands anxious.

One by one, they looked at Lindy from the perspective of God: Pass the ball quickly!

The opportunity for a fast attack was about to be strangled by Busquets and Alonso.

Lindi suddenly accelerated, looking as if he was trying to force himself to pass by!

The hearts of the fans were suddenly lifted to their throats.

Busquets took a step forward and formed a junction with Alonso, blocking Lindi's path forward.

There was only a thin slit between the two.

Or, people pass by, the ball stays.

Or, the ball passes and people stay.

No choice!

At this moment, Lindy felt a strange feeling.

The narrow and thin slit that was originally like a natural chasm gradually grew bigger and bigger in his eyes.

It seems that it is no longer the insurmountable gap.

There was always a voice in my heart shouting: "Run over!"

"Run over!"

Lindy's speed was getting faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye he came to Busquets.

The latter took a step and directly sealed the gap between the two.

But in a second, the entire Kiev Olympic Stadium was silent.

Lao Ma in the VIP stands widened his eyes, and the ashes that had been stored for a long time on the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.

"Kun, will Lindy cast any spell? It's Messi in her body?"

Boske's original smile froze on his face instantly.

Bars around the world suddenly turned into an ocean of alcohol. No matter where you are or where you are in, this is the largest off-site linkage in history!

People roared, kissed, and scattered beer and other things in their hands.

A second later, the entire court began to shake slightly.

The stadium manager even thought it needed to be repaired again.

Until now, Busquets, who fell to the ground, has not figured out how Lindy got there.

But he lay on the ground and turned his head to look at Lindy's back, a familiar feeling surged in his heart.

Old Zhan even stood up directly, his voice trembling with excitement:

"Oh my God! Beautiful one and two, fried croquettes!"

"Strolling in the garden, pleasing to the eye!"

"We haven't seen Bailey, 22, but today, we meet Lindy, 22!"

"Take the bow and be strong, Kyiv Lin is crazy!"

But Lao Zhan's voice stopped abruptly, tears gradually emerged from the corners of his eyes, and he saw something different from everyone.

The figure running through the midfielder, holding his head up, seemed to be running towards his ideal.

Espanyol players stepped forward one by one and were resolved one by one by one.

Xiao Ma had to quickly connect: "After three people, is this the Lindy we are familiar with?"

"Marseille circling, I believe that at this time, Silva is already a little suspicious of life. He should want to lift Lindi's wig to see if Qi Xuanzong is controlling this body."

"We saw that the fans at the scene were already standing up and watching Lindy's charge."

"Behind him, Rooney and others are chasing desperately. This is England led by Lindy!"

"3 against 3 in the frontcourt!"

"Let's see if England can equalize the score."

On the court, Lindy, Rooney and Walcott made rapid progress in the finished glyph.

In front of them, Pique, Ramos and Alba were quickly retreating.

Especially after Pique saw Silva rushing back to the back by a Marseille that he could not imagine, he turned his head and ran away.

Walcott and Rooney were on the left and right, preparing to open up space for Lindy.

At this time, everyone realized that Lindy was the absolute core of England.

Only unity can lead to success.

Pique and Ramos looked at each other, and the latter waved his hand and signaled himself to defend Lindy.

The whole world looked at the showdown between Lindy and Ramos.

For Ramos, what he lacks now is time. It only takes two seconds for Alonso and others behind him to catch up.

However, time waits for no one.

Lindy's left shoulder sank while running. Ramos and Pique were extremely familiar with this move!

Messi's shoulders are sunk!

But Messi's shoulder sinking was a fake move, while Lindy was a real move.

Before Ramos could judge, Pique behind him had already shouted: "Right!"

Ramos took a step forward, and Lindy rushed directly from his right.

"I****!"

Pique directly gave up Rooney, a flying tackle, hoping to stop Lindy's single shot.

Yes, Lindy's body was shoveled away.

But football was also divided by Lindy.

Rooney easily scored the ball in the left, facing almost mid-air goal.

Almost at the same time, commentators from all over the world shouted Rooney's name at the same time.

“2 to 2!”

"Roony received Lindy's pass and scored in the empty goal!"

"England equalized the score!"

"Lindi took back the balance of the game alone!"

This ups and downs plot made the fans in front of the TV excited.

They looked at Rooney after scoring the goal and flew directly on Lindy.

Lindy happily carried Rooney directly and walked towards the England fan stands.

Two players from different skin colors and arch rival clubs show the world their unprecedented unity at this moment.

Perhaps, Rooney himself didn't know why he did this.

At least at this moment, he completely regarded Lindy as his own.

Ferguson in front of the TV also smiled: "What a lucky one."

Hodgson's eyes were a little wet on the sidelines. After hugging the coach and the substitute around him, he wiped his tears.

At this moment, he is no longer happy to have the opportunity to coach England to win the championship.

This is to make up for his regrets during his time as a player.

Boske wrapped his chest with one hand and held his chin with the other, with an extremely serious expression.

"Let Ferran, Pedro, Juan go to warm up."

He quickly explained to the assistant coach how to arrange the replacement.

Then he called over to Harvey and gave some advice.

"The Spaniards don't know what defense is. Roy, are you ready?"

Boske turned his head and saw that Hodgson was looking at him.

There was a fierce fighting spirit in the eyes of the two of them!
Chapter completed!