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Chapter 337 Balotelli's Support Team

The ball passed through Arteta's ferry, and Ramsey followed up with a kick and passed the ball to Lei Yu.

After getting the ball, Lei Yu wanted to continue to break through, but he suddenly discovered that the hot bird running in front had already been stuck behind the opponent's defender.

md, why is this guy Hot Bird running around?

Even Xiaobei can't pass your position!

Even so, Lei Yu still tried to rub his feet.

Lescott, who was holding the hot bird behind him, saw this and jumped up in a hurry.

Seeing that the hot bird couldn't jump, he used little tricks to harass the opponent.

Facing the incoming ball, Lescott was about to push the ball out of the penalty area, but suddenly felt that his shorts were being pulled by ten times the force of gravity, just like what the neighbor's Akita dog did to him last night.

Um?

What does this feel like?

Out of male inferiority and fear, Lescott hurriedly canceled the big jump.

When the ball hit his forehead, it didn't bounce too far.

Cazorla on the side saw this, hurriedly stepped forward, hooked the ball to his feet, and then blocked the position with his back.

Just like that, when Lei Yu ran to the Manchester City penalty area, Cazorla was protecting the ball.

"here!"

As Lei Yu shouted, Cazorla used his last strength and gently pushed the ball toward the center with his left leg.

Then he walked backwards, pretending to be pulled down by the opponent, and fell into the arms of Lescott and Garcia.

This made the Manchester City players anxious!

Seeing that Lei Yu was about to rush to the ball, he could only stand not far away and watch. This was so heart-wrenching!

as expected.

Zabaleta didn't even survive a face-to-face, but Lei Yu accelerated and the ball passed.

Looking at the goalkeeper waiting for him on the opposite side, Lei Yu yelled.

If the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old. If you see Hartmon, you will kick him!

boom!!!

With a muffled sound, Lei Yu's explosive shot from the left side of the penalty area directly broke away from Joe Hart's hand and flew into the net.

2 to 0!!!

After scoring the goal, Lei Yu was so excited that he ran around the field waving his arms.

He nnd!

After playing football for two years, my shooting skills are finally somewhat accurate!

After passing a defender, you can shoot in. Now, don't you have more opportunities to fire?

The whole Etihad groaned.

Lei Yu's bombardment directly shattered their fragile hearts.

In the stands of the home team, Balotelli's aunt, second aunt, third aunt, fourth aunt and others were carrying large and small bags, floating among the sad blue crowd.

"Korea, when is it time for us to appear? Have you received Mario's signal?"

An old black lady with curly white hair on her head was holding a furoshiki and shouting loudly.

"No, Aunt Abby! Mario said, let's wait until he scores a goal before we take action!"

"Then when will he score? Tell him to hurry up, the taste of these bitter teas is too strong! If this continues, I will be knocked down!"

"Don't worry Aunt Abby, who asked you to bring Uncle Sam's bitter tea?"

"Didn't Mario say that the more the better? After Sam came to visit me that day, he accidentally left the bitter tea here with me. It was all bitter tea anyway, so I took it over. Who knew the taste of Sam's bitter tea?

So big! Those nursing home workers are definitely lazy!"

...

The Gunners' arrogant celebration drew bursts of boos from the stands.

But so what?

Am I still afraid of you?

The more you boo, the less confident you are!

I am so anxious that you will become the second Anfield!

Finally, under the urging of the referee, the gunners returned to their respective positions and stood up.

Leading 2-0 at home to the defending champions, the Gunners held their heads high and had proud expressions on their faces.

Balotelli's eyes almost burst into flames when he looked at Lei Yu.

It’s fine if I let you enter one, why did you enter two?

You entered two and I didn't enter either, so where does this leave me?

Looking at each other, Lei Yu pretended not to see the anger in his eyes and deliberately turned his head away.

Seeing Lei Yu's appearance, Balotelli was completely awakened.

After the game restarted, under the impact of Balotelli, Manchester City launched a crazy attack.

Failure or success!

There is not much difference between losing two and losing three!

No one wants to go into the halftime break with a two-goal disadvantage. Instead of just waiting for death, it is better to take the opportunity to win back a victory.

Balotelli became active and immediately broke through Arteta's defense.

The extremely brave Bashen constitutes a beautiful landscape of the Premier League.

After passing Arteta, facing Lei Yu who was coming to make up for him, Balotelli flashed his feet and actually pedaled his bicycle in front of Lei Yu.

Seeing the opponent's shining spikes, Lei Yu's heart tightened and he quickly stretched out his kick.

"ha!"

"Lei, you have been fooled!"

Balotelli pushed the ball away with his left foot and passed Lei Yu in an instant.

Seeing this idiot taking the ball away, Lei Yu also wiped the sweat from his forehead.

If he "cooperates" and steals hastily again, this guy will definitely step on him.

Your foot bones may not be able to bear it.

However, although Lei Yu deliberately let Balotelli go, he led him to a more defensive area.

There are Koscielny and Mertesacker here, and Balotelli will not be able to pass easily.

However, the defense Arsenal constructed was right in front of them.

Amid the exclamations of Manchester City fans, Balotelli still carried the ball forward without hesitation, with no intention of passing the ball to Aguero who was running.

Seeing that the three of them were about to collide, Balotelli suddenly raised his leg at the top of the arc and then swiped the ball hard.

Just a fucking shot here???

Koscielny and Mertesacker, who were ready to defend, were full of question marks.

But when they both turned around, Ni was standing in front of the door dumbfounded.

And that damn ball was heading into the blind spot of Arsenal's goal.

At this moment, the whole world froze.

Fans seem to have witnessed the moment of this summer's European Cup.

Poor Neuer has become the backdrop for Bashen.

"Oh ho ho!!!"

"The ball is in!"

"I scored!!!"

Balotelli ripped off his jersey in an instant, held it in his hands and swung it like a helicopter propeller.

Ignoring the referee who took out the card, he ran to his own stand as quickly as possible.

"Fuck, this fool, he got excited again and forgot everything!" Mancini slapped his forehead.

In the second half of the game, I had to replace him.

Yellow card?

What's that?

In Balotelli's heart, there is something more important than a yellow card at this moment!

When Balotelli came to the bottom of his home stand, a rain of colorful fabrics suddenly fell from the sky.

Even the fans in the stands shrank back and forth when they saw this scene.

"Ugh~~What is this? Why does it smell so strong?"

"Oh my god, it's so disgusting. There's even stuff on it!"

"Mom, I vomited everything I ate last night!"

Amid the wails of Manchester City fans, Balotelli, with his bare upper body standing like Jesus saving the world, stood in the "holy light" with open arms.

In the blink of an eye, these pieces of cloth fell from the sky and buried Balotelli.

When the last piece of fabric flew onto Balotelli's mohawk, everyone took a closer look.

Good guy!

It’s full of bitter tea!

There must be hundreds of them, right?

Whose bitter tea is this?

Recalling Lei Yu's experience with female gun fans, many Manchester City fans who had bitter tea in their heads began to think about it.

Is this bitter tea for Manchester City female fans?

Oh My God?

Then I am too lucky, right?

He carefully held it in his hand and smelled it carefully.

Is this female Manchester City fan a relative?

At the same time, there was a shout from the stands.

"Mario, Mario! Well done!"

Everyone looked up and saw an old woman in her seventies holding the back of a chair and shouting at Balotelli.

"Mario, good boy, I'm proud of you! mua!!!"

As the old lady blew a kiss, the fans at the bottom of the row of stands suddenly felt their stomachs churn and started to vomit.

But Balotelli, who was at the center of the storm, didn't care at all.

Instead, he grabbed the bitter tea on his head, put it to his nose and took a deep breath.

Then he looked at Lei Yu not far away with provocative eyes, and then waved coolly.

It seems to be saying: "Look, what you have, my brother also has, and more than you!"

Looking at the pattern of bitter tea in Balotelli's hand, the old woman who had just sat down looked excited.

"Look Kolya, that bitter tea belongs to Uncle Sam!"


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