Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 217 Wait for me to go to Real Madrid for free!
April 4, near evening.

More than [-] fans flocked into the historic Mestalla Stadium. Except for the safe area, this old stadium has long been watertight.

The pre-match hype for this game is already too hot to be hotter!

After Li Polo issued a heroic declaration of "kicking Zidane out of class", the entire Spanish football world was blown up!

The Real Madrid superstars headed by Ramos and Ronaldo have issued counterattacks. They not only want to defend Zidane's position, but also defend the dignity of the Galacticos!

And because Li Polo sprayed the "Marca" with a few words, which immediately touched the "uncrowned king" against the scales, "Marca" not only united with "Aspen", the big brother of the same camp, even " The two rivals, World Sports Daily and Daily Sports Daily, are closely united by them.

They have only one goal in common, which is to kill Li Polo, an arrogant and ignorant idiot!

"A mere England U21 substitute, what qualifications do you have to bark?"

"Want to be an enemy of the entire Spanish football world? You are not enough!"

"All Barcelona fans, tonight we are with Real Madrid!"

"Counting down the ten deadly crimes of Li Polo! Restore the ugly face of the first defender in La Liga!"

Li Polo himself has always been big-hearted and thick-skinned. Seeing these clown-like media jumping up and down, he has no negative emotions at all. Instead, he has harvested a lot of experience points from Real Madrid, Barcelona players and coaches...

He even felt a little pity.

——Although my own system has been upgraded before, it can only collect the emotions of fans in the stadium during the game, and cannot mow grass along the network cable and wifi. This is simply a waste!
But until someone from the media came to his non-existent girlfriend:

"A little boy who made his fortune by eating soft rice! Lisanna, get away from him!"

"Exposing the miserable life of the rich girl who was deceived by Lee Polo!"

"No doubt a scumbag! The most expensive birthday gift is only worth £500!"

"Girlfriend is just a tool for him to vent his desire!"

"Asians don't deserve to be friends with noble us!"

"That's why I miss the Führer!"

"Reproductive isolation!"

"Dirty blood!"

"Kill all the immigrants..."

Looking at more and more distorted titles, Li Poluo finally realized how disgusting the violence in the online world is!
Of course, there were some rational voices during this period, but they hardly attracted any attention, and were quickly swallowed up and drowned by the violent ocean!
His blood was hot, but his gaze became even colder.

Then he glanced at Ramos, Navas, Pepe, Marcelo, Danilo who were two meters away... and showed a villain's special smile:

"Here it comes, buddy. Welcome to hell! Let me teach you what pure professional football is!"

Ramos, who was tightening the captain's armband, looked cold, as if looking at a fool.

[I've been playing for more than ten years, and I still need you to teach? 】

I just heard the villain let out a strange laugh like a neurotic:

"If I can't beat you today, next season I will transfer to Real Madrid at my own expense!"

Ramos and the others were stunned.

[Is there such a bet on the horse? 】

[Join if you can't beat it?Do you think you are Victor Hugo?Or Kevin Durant? 】

Despite being hacked so badly recently, no one can deny that Li Polo has indeed become one of the best central defenders in today's La Liga, and his ability has long been proven in tough battles.

If he can join Real Madrid, the defense of the Galacticos...at least five or six years will be impenetrable!

But...if he really joins, who will make room for him in the existing defense line?
[Pepe, +20]

[Varane, +30]

[Ramos, +50]

Moreover, in addition to defense, he can also play midfielders and forwards!
His goals are much more than Benzema and Bale!
[Benzema, +60]

[Bell, +30]

[C Ronaldo, +100! 】

Li Polo glanced at the Portuguese king standing at the back, shrugged, shook his head, spread his hands, curled his lips, and rolled his eyes, all in one go.

Then specifically raise the voice:
"You can't do it, Ronaldo."

"If you can score a goal in front of me today, I will kneel down and kowtow to you!"

[It’s really not working, why is it only 100 points?Tooth gaps are not enough! 】

Seeing that he owed such a beating, Ronaldo was furious!
If Bell hadn't grabbed him, he would have rushed up with a left uppercut and smashed Lee Polo's teeth!
[C Ronaldo, +777! 】

Li Poluo suddenly remembered:
[This Bell student is the same manager as me! 】

[If this was placed in ancient times, would it be considered a relationship between brothers and sisters of the same sect? 】

So he ran to Bell again and had a few conversations with him:

"Gareth, how are you doing?"

Bell nodded slightly, with a simple and honest smile on his face:

"Fortunately, it's great to hear English!"

Lee Polo continued:
"You said, the number one player under Barnett should be me now, right?"

Bell's head suddenly couldn't keep lighting up!

He opened his eyes wide, like the Monkey King who just jumped out of the alchemy furnace, both eyes seemed to be able to spew out fire at any time!

【You are only worth a few million, how dare you show off your power in front of my Mr. [-] million? 】

[Bell, +233! 】

Lee Polo smacked his mouth.

[That's all!
Can you be more competitive! 】

And... I seem to have forgotten someone?

Li Polo scratched his head, and finally saw Benzema standing in the corner.

As if suddenly realizing it, he greeted his opponent:

"Hey, when can I meet you in the national team game? I'm looking forward to it!"

Benzema looked at him blankly:
"Say one more word, and I'll tear your mouth apart."

[Clay figurines also have three points of anger! 】

[The rabbit bites even when it is in a hurry! 】

Li Poluo nodded, and even took a step towards him:
"Do you need me to open my mouth to cooperate with you? I'm afraid you can't find a place!"

Benzema immediately retreated to the wall, his eyes flickering like a scumbag who had cheated, and he even grabbed Ronaldo's arm:

"Brother Luo, we must cooperate well later, and we will never stop until we blow them up!"

[Benzema, +555! 】

Seeing that the mentality of the Real Madrid players was about to collapse, Zidane and Ramos roared almost at the same time:
"Referee~~~~"

"You just don't care?"

Martin Atkinson, the top whistler from England, came over with his referee team.

Atkinson, who has whistled in the Premier League for many years, was criticized for being "too wide" even in England. It is conceivable how loose his refereeing standards are...

Facing the shouts from Zidane and Ramos, he raised his chin indifferently:

"What's the matter? Are you okay?"

Ramos opened his mouth, only then did he realize that apart from a few curse words, he doesn't know much English at all!
Zidane gave a demonstration, but Atkinson just nodded slightly:
"OK, gentlemen, it's time for you to enter!"

An angry Zidane kicked over a row of shelves on the right side of the aisle!
Li Poluo patted him on the shoulder and walked past him:
"Hey, the staff of the Valencia club will ask you to compensate for the loss!"

Zidane couldn't help touching his shiny forehead.

[If I were ten years younger, I would definitely bump you into the toilet! 】

[Zidane, +88! 】

(End of this chapter)