Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

It was supposed to be a very happy celebration of the goal, but the Red Devils fans saw Scholes, Beckham and Giggs actually returned to the goal, picked up the football and ran towards the center circle.

Rooney was still immersed in disappointment, as if the fighting spirit that had just been ignited was extinguished by this goal.

But he saw three old seniors rushing towards the center circle with footballs in their arms, their eyes were firm, and they were not affected by the loss of the ball at all.

He even felt a trace of anger, as if saying, "How dare you break the door?!"

This group didn't care who the opponent was, but Rooney was deeply infected by the aura of "I want you to look good" when he violated the Red Devils. Unconsciously, he also stepped forward to follow.

Step by step, the Manchester United players in all positions followed behind the members of Class 92 who stepped out of the penalty area.

Win food scene from!

Lindy, who is celebrating a goal, sees Manchester United's players as Avengers from Hell.

"Lin, you..." Henderson said, following Lindy's gaze, unable to speak for a while.

Seeing the strangeness of Henderson and Lindy, several people turned their heads to look.

silence....

However, the fans in the stands were not affected by the conceded goal at all, and the singing of the glory of Manchester United became louder and louder.

Old Trafford sounded the loudest team song in the past ten years.

Ferguson's face was flushed on the sidelines, with his hands in his pockets. With them around, all problems would not be a problem.

"That's right, if it's too easy to win, it's too boring." Lindy said with a sudden smile, his words were very domineering.

The teammates were a little surprised, it didn't sound like what Lindy said.

"Hehe, do you guys want to turn Double Red into a derby? Come on, double kill them this season!" Lindy patted his teammates on the shoulder, and there was something chilling in his smile.

Maguire, who watched, trembled and ran back to his own half.

Others also felt that Lindy's smile was weird. When Henderson was running back, he glanced at the Manchester United players, then at Lindy, and said to Coutinho next to him: "Is the Lindy team overkill?" The more excited you are, the stronger you are?"

The latter nodded, still worried about Lindy's smile just now.

"You mean, is this a bitch? What's it called? Shaking m?" Henderson stroked his sparse beard and said in thought.

Coutinho stepped away, as if it was an unreasonable behind-the-back tackle just now, for fear of avoiding it!

Henderson wanted to say something more, but he found Coutinho looking at him like a dead man.

"I didn't chat with you just now, you were talking to yourself!" After finishing speaking, Coutinho ran away quickly, for fear of getting contaminated.

The others looked at Henderson with a little fear. Just when he was at a loss, his right shoulder was suddenly tapped.

Henderson immediately understood what it means to be scattered, the feeling of the soul leaving the body and returning, as if the body suddenly lost something.

Turning his head in horror, Lindy's familiar face was smiling, but why did he feel shuddering?

"The game is over, let's have a good chat, shake m, right? I really want to ask you for advice."

Lindy's smile remained the same, but Henderson's sweat couldn't stop flowing.

Damn, next year today is my memorial day.

The game restarts.

Without any surprises, Manchester United held high the banner of offense, and the trio of Class 92 continued to connect in the frontcourt.

Long-lost precise crosses and long passes continued to be staged.

Even if the score is 2 to 4 behind, the fans have no complaints, because what they see is not a Manchester United team, but a Red Devils!

The game time is 70 minutes.

Lindy put Beckham down hard in defense, but quickly reached out to pull him up.

After all, it was just a physical contact without using feet.

This is why although Lindy fouled a lot in the Premier League, he had fewer grudges.

In many cases, he used his shoulder or upper body to make fouls. His physical disadvantage made many players who were fouled helpless.

At this moment, the fourth official on the sidelines held up a sign for a substitution.

The young Sterling came on the stage, replacing Giroud who ran back and forth and was a little weak.

Still 433, Suarez was pushed to the front, Sterling on the left and Griezmann on the right.

This signal is obvious, Liverpool still wants to attack!

The game time is 72 minutes.

Manchester United made a mistake in the frontcourt pass. After Van Persie received the ball on the edge of the penalty area, Carragher stuck behind him and had no chance to complete the turn.

But when he had to make a pass back, Lindy suddenly rushed out and made a flying tackle, blocking Van Persie's pass back to Scholes.

The blocked football came to Glenn Johnson's feet and was immediately passed to Lindy who got up.

With his back on his back and a pad of his left foot, the football flew into the air.

【Third Perspective】

open!

Lindy saw a figure galloping along the sidewalk at a very fast speed.

Without turning around, Lindy leaned halfway, and slammed his right foot backwards.

"Bang~"

This made Scholes, who rushed forward to mark, only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and unconsciously closed his eyes and dodged away.

"Ouch, beautiful pass, what a stroke of genius!"

Lao Zhan shouted again excitedly, the football took off from the front of the penalty area, followed a straight diagonal line, and flew directly to the left front field.

As if it was equipped with positioning navigation, it flew straight to the front of Sterling running.

People arrive, ball arrives!

It's too late to be surprised why the football is passed so accurately, and it's too late to feel why I catch it so comfortably.

Sterling took the ball with a burst, and directly wiped away Smalling who wanted to stop him.

"Sterling passed Smalling..." Lao Zhan said halfway through, and found it a little awkward, Sterling and Smalling were stupidly unclear.

But the game on the field will not be suspended because of this, and Sterling is about to enter the penalty area.

A veteran dressed in red and with a few strands of obvious white hair on the sideburns rushed over.

Without any hesitation, between following the ball and tackling, Ferdinand directly chose the tackle.

"Uh~"

Sterling saw that he was about to enter the penalty area, but his body suddenly flew up.

There was an instant burst of applause at the scene, which was for the veteran to defend beautifully first.

Lindy shook his head. The teenager Sterling was eager to make contributions and didn't pay too much attention to his teammates' running positions.

If he could look a few more times, he could spot Suarez who was about to outflank in the center, and Griezmann behind Suarez.

Of course, Ferdinand, who was killed by his side, would definitely be found.

This is the experience, and the mentality.

"Sterling, this is the top, just a little bit, and he can make another victory for Liverpool."

There was a little regret in Lao Zhan's words, but he didn't wait for him to finish.

Manchester United's throw-in counterattack came again. Just now, Ferdinand's tackle let the football bounce off Sterling's feet and then went out of the touchline.

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