Green Dragon

Chapter 55 The Last Sprint
Jovetic stopped one step away from realizing his dream.

But he didn't give up!
He turned around abruptly, and rushed towards the fiery red flame!
You can break me... can't I break you? !
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"Long Shute steals the ball, but he is not good at individual raids, especially when he has the ball..."

As soon as Dekuer said a few words, he quickly shut his mouth.

Because the red number 8 didn't charge with the ball at all!
That's not what Long Shute is good at!
He just dribbled the ball forward for five or six meters, and before Dekuer could speak the second sentence, he made his own choice.

"Ulby!"

He chose his first passer!

Emmanuel Nursen catches the ball sideways!
But he doesn't know what to do with himself!
His physical fitness is far less than that of Long Shute. The previous 90 minutes had already made his legs weak, and he couldn't even make a well-regulated cross!
But he finally noticed the look in the eyes of the person who passed the ball to him.

That was the most familiar look among teammates!
Come on, pass me the ball!
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TMD!

He actually passed the ball!

Jovetic stopped in a slump and gave up his plan to counter Duan Long.

Are you Long Shute a man? !
If you have the guts, challenge me to Montenegro Messi!

Are you afraid of my strong body of 1.8 meters six? !

He gritted his teeth and shook his head, expressing resentment towards the red figure.

But he was taken aback.

That figure...why is it getting further and further away? !
Isn't he a defensive midfielder and a left back?
What is he doing running to the front? -
"Pretty!"

He Wei praised again.

He was still worried just now whether his admiration for his compatriots was the last time in this game, but he did not expect the second time to come so soon: "This is an extremely skillful two-pass and one-hit-the-wall cooperation! Long Shute scored the ball On the left, teammate Emmanuel Sen didn't dribble the ball rashly, but passed the ball back knowingly! Long Shute dribbled forward!"

His compatriots finally started to participate in the attack. Of course, He Wei had reason to be excited, but his colleagues in the Netherlands hesitated a little.

"Uh..." Dekuer scratched his chin, "If I remember correctly, this may be the first time Long Shute has advanced in this game, right?"

Yang Sen opened his mouth: "...don't care!"

who cares!
Long Shute received the football!

And because he hardly slowed down, Fiorentina's No.1 midfielder was left directly behind.

"Mira..."

He only took one step, and then passed the football to Soleimani in front of him again.

Soleimani followed suit and passed back without hesitation.

"Two to one in a row! Long Shute broke through Fiorentina's midfield!" He Wei blushed and couldn't help admiring, "As long as he cooperates with Suarez one more time, he can break into the penalty area and face the goal!"

This is exactly what Long Shute came up with on the spur of the moment: his dribbling ability is not good, but his speed is sharp, so in order to reduce the number of dribbling times, this link is handed over to his teammates for cooperation.

Although it is simple, considering that he has never shown up in the offense throughout the game, Florence has almost no defense and vigilance against him, so such a sudden attack is likely to succeed.

The fact is exactly the same. Prandelli and his disciples didn't react until Long Shute cooperated twice in a row and successfully crossed the middle circle.

"Stop him!" Prandelli yelled from the sidelines, "Stop the two of them!"

"Break in!" Van Basten also roared in his heart, "Crush them!"

The fans of the home team booed from the stands of Frankie Stadium.

How those fans wished they could find a metal cylinder in their hands now, so that they could blow up the red No. [-] who was riding the dust!

But now that they have lost their smoke weapons, they can only use their boos to interfere with each other.

They kept drawing circles in a dark corner of their hearts, cursing the fast horse for breaking its legs!
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From the front of Ajax's restricted area to Florence's restricted area, there is a distance of less than 70 meters.

For Long Shute, who was sprinting with all his strength along a straight line, it only took about eight seconds. If it wasn't for the cooperation with his teammates to pass and catch the ball, this time could be even less.

When he received a pass from Soleimani, the fifth second had just passed.

It is less than 25 meters away from the restricted area of ​​Florence!
Ajax has only Suarez and Kvitanic in the frontcourt, but whether it is Longshut or Fiorentina's defensive players, they will only target the Uruguayan striker.

Suarez has this consciousness. When Long Shute and Soleimani started to cooperate, he has already moved closer to the left, ready to meet his teammates at any time.But... As for whether to turn around and shoot after catching the ball, or pass the ball back, it depends on the changes in the situation.

It's not that he looks down on his young teammates, it's just that Suarez trusts his shooting skills more than Long Shute, not to mention that as the team captain and first shooter, he also has unlimited power to fire.

He looked at Long Shute who took a step with the ball, and he seemed to roar in his heart:
"Come on! Pass it to me!"
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Of course, Long Shute has to pass the ball. He is still 20 meters away from the penalty area. With his current sprint speed, it takes a lot of effort to control the ball steadily. Once he does that, his speed will be greatly reduced , Fiorentina's defensive players will immediately surround themselves.

So he pushed the arch of his foot, the football wiped the turf, drew a straight line, and flew towards Suarez not far away.

"This is the last chance!"

"Stop them!"

Whether it is Prandelli or Van Basten, the hearts of the two coaches are all hung high at this moment!

Suarez catches the ball with his back!

He opened his arms slightly, stopped the 1.9-meter-one Dainelli behind him, and gently unloaded the football with his left foot.

Long Shute was still running forward, waiting for his teammates to pass back.

But Suarez didn't pass it on to him right away.

Long Shute kept walking, and with just one breath, he approached the top of the penalty area, almost parallel to Suarez's position!
Suarez moved!

He stuck Dainelli tightly, slightly dialed the ball with his left foot, and pushed the arch of his right foot towards the football!
He wants to go straight to the rear!

Dainelli couldn't help stretching his foot to Suarez's left, ready to block the Uruguayan's pass.

But suddenly there was nothing in front of him, and his center of gravity fell out!
Suarez's right foot did not push the football at all!
He just flicks over the football and turns right with the ball!
Jovetic can deceive Long Shute with fake moves, so Suarez can also play with Messi's teammates in Montenegro!

And... I only need it once!
As long as the turn is completed, Suarez can shoot directly!
This last blow, no matter whether you advance or not, should be handed over to me!

Whether it is a hero or a sinner, this responsibility should be borne by me!

Suarez turned around!

He saw the snow-white door frame and the extremely nervous Florence goalkeeper!
He also saw Dainelli who could no longer readjust his center of gravity!
He swung his right foot in the process of turning around!
He will use his best right foot shot to bring the score back to the same starting line!
"Oh!"

He kicked an iron pipe?
wrong!

It was an iron pipe that kicked him!
(End of this chapter)