Chapter 512 Now I know that I kowtowed to me!

At four o'clock in the morning, I sent my master to the emergency room, ruled out my heart infarction, suspected angina pectoris coronary heart disease, and it took more than 5 hours to get a headache for pre-examination and preliminary treatment. I sat on the stool in the accompanying room and coded 1,800 words on my mobile phone, and fell asleep just now...

Life is really fragile.

So Li Boluo cannot kill anyone.

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"Li Boluo headed the ball continuously, he passed the goalkeeper! Uh...he stopped at the goal line?"

Zhan Jun's tone turned abruptly, and he was passionate the previous second, ready to enjoy a goal full of speed and strength, but the next second became a scene that left him speechless:

"Silexen shoveled the ball into his own goal, it was an own goal!"

Zhang Lu's mouth tilted:

"Is this...a bit provocative?"

There is no need to doubt that this 100% is a provocative act.

In the live broadcast room in Spain, the commentator wanted to curse:

"I didn't expect that this kind of unsports-free behavior would actually appear on a top player!"

"We strongly recommend that French Football Magazine and FIFA, reclaim the Golden Ball Awards and World Football Masters that were awarded to him before! And any glory!"

"We also strongly recommend that UEFA, a guy who has no ball skills and lacks respect for his opponents and games, should be severely punished!"

"It should be sent off directly and banned for life!"

"At least... one penalty is required!"

"Yes, yes, so we can create the Camp Nou miracle!"

Blues fans won’t consider these things. Stamford Bridge Stadium is already thundering!

"Lee Boluo!"

"Lee Boluo!!!"

"Lee Boluo!!!!!!!!!"

Under the leadership of DJ on the scene, the fans sang his name, and many old fans who witnessed the Stamford Bridge tragedy that year could not help but feel excited:

"Hahaha, this game finally avenged the revenge of the past!"

"That's a bloody hatred. How can one game be enough? God bless us, we will play Barcelona next season!"

"Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid must work hard. It is best to let Barcelona win the second place in La Liga so that we can be in the same group with them in the group stage!"

"Yes, just like Atletico Madrid this season, we kicked it to the UEFA Cup to experience the cruelty of professional football!"

“…”

【Horse-trapping!】

【This is simply intentionally making things difficult for me!】

Referee Chakir's face looked very ugly.

The game between Chelsea and Barcelona is obviously the most watched group of duels in the quarterfinals. It is not only that the two teams have unignorable grudges and revenge in history, but also because the two teams are full of superstars in the formation! Every player is top-notch!

Among these superstars, the face-to-face confrontation between Li Polo and Messi is the most critical factor in attracting traffic!

For this reason, as the referee on duty, Chakir often adds a little different consideration when calling out the two superstars. Even if their actions are slightly off, they will not pay off their cards at any time.

But now... Li Boluo's behavior is undoubtedly an open provocation to the bottom line of the referee team!

If you are indifferent, public opinion from Barcelona will definitely swallow you up!

This game will be broadcasted by at least 100 countries around the world. Even if you want to turn a blind eye, it will never be possible!

Chakir did not hesitate much, and decisively caught up with Li Polo and showed him a yellow card!

[Even if I ran too fast just now, I almost ran to a heart attack, and I would like to give you a yellow card!]

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"Fortunately, it's not a red card!"

"Why must this guy provoke the other party? Will you die on the spot without provoking it?"

Conte on the sidelines was a little relieved at first, and then couldn't help complaining.

Even contributed a wave of negative emotions:

【Conte, +166!】

His assistant Alessio immediately rushed to the sidelines and grabbed Alonso, who was closest to:

"Let him pay attention and don't be sent off after being sent off!"

Alonso's mouth twitched:

【Do you look down on me too highly?】

【In the eyes of that boss, I'm a big deal!】

【Can I persuade him?】

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Alonso's worries are redundant.

Because Li Boluo became much more honest next time.

He also recalled two seasons ago when Valencia was reversed by Real Madrid due to a suspension...

If he hadn't won the Champions League championship in the second year, that reversal would have been his biggest regret in the Bats!

Looking at the score on the electronic big screen, Li Boluo shook his head:

【Forget it, there is no such thing as no senior year!】

【When you arrive at Camp Nou, there will always be a chance!】

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Although Li Polo became quiet, Barcelona was unwilling to leave Stamford Bridge with such a score.

In the last few minutes, they also tried to launch a counterattack, trying their best to narrow the gap and strive for more away goals, thus retaining a glimmer of hope for the second leg.

"drop!"

In order to regain the ball from Luis's feet, Suarez received a yellow card in the 89th minute.

Courtois took a short ball, and Christensen, who had just appeared, controlled the rhythm a little and passed it to Azpilicueta on the right wingback.

The Blues captain looked up and observed the situation ahead and found that Barcelona's central and front court collectively pressed forward, which caused obvious disconnection in the backcourt. He swung his right foot and made a large-scale long pass!

"Oops!"

Valverde's heart was beating wildly. If Chelsea were allowed to expand the score to 6:1, it would be almost a disaster for Barcelona!

His eyes swept to the front, and Li Boluo had already accelerated the start as soon as possible!

Valverde was shocked:

[He played for a full 90 minutes of game and had to retreat to participate in the defense at one point... Why do he have so much physical fitness?!]

Valverde couldn't help blurting out:

"Stop him!"

He didn't need to shout at all, and Pique, who stayed at the end, knew what he should do.

This Barcelona defender directly used a flying tackle to knock the Blues No. 1, which had not yet been fully raised, to the ground!

Although Li Boluo was prepared for a long time, Pi saw through this foul and obviously had a personal emotion. Li Boluo's calf felt a long-lost pain. He turned 270 degrees in the air, and then slammed hard near the middle circle!

【What a pity, he didn't kick his leg...uh?!】

Pique, who was lying on the ground, thought regretfully, but the next second, when he was about to get up from the ground, a severe pain came from his ankle!

【Well?!】

Caught off guard, he fell directly in front of Li Boluo!

Li Boluo slowly turned over and sat on the ground with a golden sword, and even made a joke about Pique:

"You know how to kowtow to me now? It's too late!"

"I want to cut off my legs? Then I have to see if your legs are strong!"

——For a defensive master, how could Li Boluo not have any defense even though he knew that Pique was going to use force to shovel people?

The sweat of bean size oozed out from Pike's forehead. He had only time to raise one hand to the coaching staff on the sidelines, and rolled his eyes in pain the next second!

【Negative emotions from Gerald Pique, +1024!】

【典典典典典!】

【What kind of bullshit development is this?!】
To be continued...