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Chapter 202: What else can he not know?

Manchester City, Guardiola stared at the TV blankly, as if he was suffering from dementia, watching Marzic take out the red card against Klopp.

After a long time, Guardiola came back to his senses. He suddenly felt that he needed to go to church. This kind of misfortune was too terrible.

Mourinho was also shocked by this sudden series of changes. He had seen unlucky people, but he had never seen such unlucky people!

In the stands, countless Liverpool fans were covering their faces and crying. They have never been so sad and desperate as now!

At this moment, they felt abandoned by the world and God.

Whether this kind of misfortune is man-made or accidental, they cannot accept it.

On the field, Mo Yang finally came to his senses and saw Klopp waving to the staff member who was driving him away. He was so anxious that his face turned red, so he quickly rushed to the sidelines with a sullen face.

"Yang! You guard the goal! We want to attack!"

"attack!!!!!"

When he came to the sidelines, Mo Yang suddenly felt excited when he heard Klopp, who was escorted to the stands by the staff, turned around and let out an unwilling roar.

Zidane next to him heard Klopp's words. He looked at Klopp walking away in shock. Why the hell is there another lunatic?

Klopp's filial piety also made Mo Yang wake up from his confusion.

Yes! There is still time for the game!

They are not completely dead yet, it seems they can still be saved!

It is not uncommon in football to reverse a comeback with one less player. As long as football is round, nothing is impossible!

"It rained all night, Liverpool is really, alas!" Looking at Liverpool in a bit of chaos on the sidelines, Zhang Lu sighed. The good situation was ruined by a goalkeeper, and he could only lament the bad luck.

Not long after, when I saw Jota replacing Milner, who was already unable to run, and Mo Yang put on a new goalkeeper jersey, put on gloves and came to the goal, the jaws of fans around the world dropped.

"Will Mo Yang be a goalkeeper?" He Wei cast a ridiculous look at Xu Yang, "The goalkeeper is not just a goalkeeper. He needs to establish a tacit connection with the defense, and also needs to direct the defenders to set up defenses and a series of other tasks. He did not watch So simple."

"Can Mo Yang do it?"

At this moment, looking at Mo Yang standing in front of the goal, everyone had a question mark in their hearts.

But no one could guess Klopp's real intention of replacing a striker at this time.

Whether he is seeking death or struggling to his death, no one can guess the outcome.

But at this time, every fan already has a common answer in their mind, that is, Liverpool is in trouble.

To reverse the situation is even more difficult than reaching the sky.

This Champions League final has been played until now, and it feels magical, fantastic, speechless, and painful for all fans.

In the blink of an eye, the game was back on track.

Just as many people speculated, Real Madrid immediately pressed forward with all its troops after the game started, assuming a posture of taking advantage of the situation and taking advantage of the situation.

Liverpool, on the other hand, can only defend passively. Even if they get the ball, they will be snatched away by Real Madrid and cannot move the ball forward at all.

Seeing Liverpool's precarious situation, everyone felt that it was only a matter of time before Liverpool conceded the fourth goal.

In the 83rd minute of the game, Real Madrid continued to beat Liverpool.

Liverpool looked passive, but their defense was pretty good. The success rate of various marking and blocking was very high, and Real Madrid was not allowed to test Mo Yang's quality for the time being.

On the left side of the penalty area, Real Madrid repeated its old trick, attracting the focus of the defense and then quickly released the ball and handed it to Kroos at the top of the arc.

Kroos was already itching and fired furiously at the ball.

With a bang, the ball went straight to the right goal.

"Positive!!!!"

Berglin screamed in the commentary box and then closed his eyes, unable to bear to see the moment when the goal was scored.

Because he found that Cross's long-range shot was very good, with full power and a tricky angle, but he soon opened his eyes again.

In front of the goal, when Mo Yang saw the ball coming, he immediately tilted his body to the left and bent his knees. Then his legs suddenly exerted force, flew to the upper left corner, and blocked the ball out of the baseline with his left hand.

"Fuck!"

"Axi!"

"Nima!"

"My ancestors!"

"Belouze!!!"

"Boom!!!!!!!" The entire stadium shook.

"Pounced out!!!!"

"Pounced out!!!!!!"

"Mo Yang saved Cross with a world wave!!!" Seeing this scene, He Wei and Xu Yang stood up excitedly, their faces full of surprise and their bodies trembling!

In the penalty area, Ronaldo looked incredulous. He had forgotten how many times Mo Yang had shocked him in this game.

Modric also looked ridiculous and speechless. He watched Mo Yang's save all the way, and he couldn't see any uncoordinated movements. It was almost the same as a real goalkeeper's save.

"Holy shit!" Zidane was also stunned, holding his bald head in his hands, "God, what else can this kid not do?"

In the blink of an eye, Real Madrid made a comeback.

Modric took a corner kick, and Ronaldo in the middle quickly took a step forward and took off.

Van Dyke also took off at the same time.

But someone is faster than them!

Mo Yang rushed out from the goal line, punched the ball out and flew towards the center circle.

"This kid is going to heaven!" Fan Zhiyi and Wei Qun were shocked beyond measure when they saw Mo Yang successfully making a rescue again.

"I'm not tall, but my bounce and reaction are really invincible!" Wei Qun muttered to himself.

"roar!!!!"

After landing, Mo Yang quickly climbed up, bent down and roared like a wild animal, and the blue blood vessels on his neck were clearly visible.

Mo Yang never thought that guarding the goal would be so enjoyable!

"hiss!!!"

"hiss!!!!!!"

"hiss!!!"

But when the broadcast camera cut to Mo Yang's face, countless fans immediately took a breath of air and were frightened.

Because at this time, the right side of Mo Yang's face was covered with blood, and he could clearly see a small crack on the right side of his eyebrow bone, which was bleeding out.

"Wow!" Van Dijk exclaimed and immediately signaled to the referee to interrupt the game, then turned around and called to the courtside team doctor Rodri.

Rodri carried the medicine box and ran all the way to the stage with his assistant.

"Cracked brow bone, God, didn't you feel when someone hit you?" Rodri looked like a Japanese dog.

"I don't feel it!" Mo Yang smiled, telling the truth, he was highly concentrated. He really didn't feel any pain just now. When he got up, he felt some tingling and warmth on his forehead. It was completely an afterthought.

But his bloody and ferocious smile was like a bloody hand plucking the heartstrings of the already desperate Liverpool players.

At this moment, Henderson, Mane and others, who had been beaten to despair by successive blows, felt a little ashamed.

Mo Yang hasn't given up yet, so what reason and right do they have to give up?

"Yang, who did this? I'll find the right opportunity to fuck him later!" Van Dyke said fiercely.

At this moment, slow motion replay showed that after Mo Yang hit the ball and fell to the ground, Van Dyke threw his left elbow behind him and gave him a cordial greeting.

Seeing the replay on the big screen, Van Dyke was immediately embarrassed.

Stare to death!

"Do you believe me when I say I didn't do it on purpose?" Van Dyke looked at Henderson and others' joking eyes with shame.

Everyone rolled their eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay! It's just a small hole! Just sew it up and it'll be fine!" Mo Xiangdongkou comforted his wife without hesitation.

Zheng Li was sobbing. No mother could remain indifferent when seeing her child bleeding.

Everyone in the private stands was extremely nervous, but Mo Yang was surrounded by Liverpool players and no one could be seen for the time being.

Pere was even more anxious and restless!

Xiao Di was so anxious that his eyes were red, but he could only hold back and comfort little Weiyang who was frightened by Mo Yang's ferocious bloody face in his arms.

After a while, Mo Yang reappeared in the camera. After the wound was sutured and white tape was put on it, his smiling face became lively again.

But at this time, no one could forget that bloody and ferocious face.

After a delay of nearly five minutes, the game restarted.

But soon, countless commentators discovered that something was wrong with Liverpool.

Because they are no longer trapped inside and outside the penalty area, but are trying to attack out, the formation has also widened to both sides, and the forwards have also pushed up.

Moreover, the mental outlook of Liverpool players has also changed, and the morale that has hit rock bottom seems to have recovered.

"Mo Yang used blood to regroup the fighting spirit of the Liverpool players that was about to be shattered!"

"I don't think any professional player will remain indifferent after seeing this fighting spirit! This is the benefit of having a spiritual leader in the team! They can die, but they will definitely fall on the way to the charge!"

"Liverpool! Well done!" He Wei said with emotion.

"What is this going to do?" Xu Yang really didn't understand this sudden change in Liverpool. It was too risky.

But soon, he understood!

In the 87th minute of the game, Modric discovered that Liverpool had stabilized its position, so he directed the team to retreat slightly. Sometimes it would be more painful to hit someone with the retracted fist.

But soon Modric was dumbfounded, because after giving away the possession of the ball, he found that it seemed a little difficult to grab the ball again.

Liverpool's players relied on their active running and it was impossible to tell that they were missing one player.

I saw Mo Yang coming out of the penalty area from time to time, forming a four-back defense with Lovren, Van Dijk and Robertson and then connecting with the midfielder to control the ball, causing Real Madrid players to run all over the field. Klopp was in the stands.

Roaring filial piety excitedly.

Klopp was excited because he didn't arrange it that way.

He didn't make any emergency preparations for losing the goalkeeper!

He simply asked Mo Yang to deliver shells to the striker in the penalty area, and let Jota and Mane press the Real Madrid army to exploit the gap behind Real Madrid.

But Mo Yang now gave him a better answer.

That is, he comes out of the penalty area, and Arnold comes up from the wing to make up for the thickness of the midfielder and build a complete line of defense.

Although this goal is a bit dangerous, it is really a great idea as long as the midfield and backfield are not suddenly counterattacked!

“unbelievable!!!!!”

“unbelievable!!!!!”

“unbelievable!!!!!”

In the studio, Lampard screamed repeatedly, shocked by the changes in Liverpool.

"Liverpool's current formation is more like a 442 without a goalkeeper!"

"Both Jota and Mane are ambushing on both sides!"

"Liverpool uses the goalkeeper to participate in passing and receiving to resolve Real Madrid's high pressure!"


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