Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 424: A wealthy family is in trouble!

On the afternoon of September 9, the Chelsea team arrived in the Spanish capital.

Looking at the dozens of reporters in the terminal, Conte was a little surprised:

"Are we... so popular in Spain?"

Alessio shrugged his shoulders:

"You may be thinking too much."

Sure enough, before Conte could react, he saw a bunch of reporters running to a certain player with cameras:

"Hello, Polo, do you remember Spanish?"

Li Poluo stopped in his tracks, and smiled amiably towards them:

"Of course, I'm glad you still recognize me. But I only have one question to answer."

The reporter who grabbed the right to ask questions was so excited that he even forgot to turn on the microphone:

"For tomorrow's game, do you have anything to say?"

Li Poluo frowned slightly, and glanced at the reporter:
[You reporter, if you are given a chance, you are useless!What kind of rubbish question is this? 】

However, for the sake of the other party's sincerity, Li Poluo decided to reward him with a bowl of rice:
"Tell Diego Simeone and his players to wash their necks and die in Calderon!"

The reporter's face suddenly flushed.

Looking at the back of Li Poluo who left gracefully, he muttered to himself:
"Is this the king of traffic in football?"

"It's so vulgar, but it's fascinating!"

The cameraman couldn't help reminding him:
"Hey, if you don't publish the news quickly, the popularity will be taken away by others!"
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Just 4 hours later, Li Polo saw Diego Simeone and Griezmann in the media hall of the Calderon Stadium.

He was not at all embarrassed by his previous provocative speech, but greeted them enthusiastically:

"Did you miss me?"

But both Simeone and Griezmann turned their heads immediately and did not give him any response...

Lee Polo was not angry, but sat on the speaking table with a smile on his face, and started the pre-match press conference for the first UEFA Champions League this season:
"Mr. Coach has made it very clear just now that Atletico Madrid is our strongest opponent in the group stage. They ranked fourth in La Liga last season, second only to No.3 Barcelona and No.2 Real Madrid. , and ... Valencia, who won the title in the end."

He smiled slightly:

"That's right, that's my old club."

The Spanish reporters in the audience looked at each other, and everyone's eyes showed strong joy.

[Looking at his level of speech, just opening his mouth made us completely forget Conte's 15 minutes of nonsense just now! 】

[What did Kong Er's idiot just say?We didn't remember a single word! 】

I saw Li Poluo took out his mobile phone and glanced at the statistics in advance:

"Sorry, my memory is not very good, so I need to look at the historical data.

According to data, Valencia completed a double play against Atletico Madrid in La Liga last season, 3:0 in one game and 4:0 in the other.In these two games, I scored a total of 3 goals.Tsk, a little less! "

He shook his head and sighed:

"After a season of grinding, I feel that I have become stronger, so I am eager to break through."

I saw him stretch out three fingers:

"In tomorrow's game, I want to guarantee the minimum consumption... 3 goals!"

The reporters in the audience all showed satisfied smiles.

They just like superstars like Lee Polo who write the news directly and feed it to their mouths!

Just someone whispered:
"Don't just count the league, plus the two Copa del Rey games, you scored a total of 8 goals against Atletico Madrid!"

"If you have the ability, you can challenge 8 balls in a single game!"

Someone looked back, and the faces of Simeone and Griezmann were already extremely ugly.

But this is their home field, and as hosts...they can't escape at all!
[Negative sentiment from Diego Simeone, +248! 】

[Griezmann, +178! 】
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"Uh, Polo, as a teammate, as well as a friend (little) friend (brother), I have to remind you..."

When Li Polo returned to the team and acclimated together at the Calderón, Fabregas quietly pulled him aside:
"Courtois spent three seasons on loan at Atletico Madrid, he will definitely have some affection for Atletico Madrid. So... I hope you take this into account when you challenge the opponent..."

Lee Polo shrugged his shoulders:

"so what?"

"I am a super striker, do I still consider the feelings of a goalkeeper?"

"If he dares to put water in the game, I will remove him in minutes!"

"Big deal, I'll kick the goalkeeper myself!"

Cesc Fabregas felt a sudden pain in his head:
【Brother Polo, why is he a bit of a self-willed tyrant? 】
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Xiaofa reminded Li Polo with his front foot, and 20 minutes later, he received a notification from assistant coach Alessio:

"Cesc, you're on the bench for this game."

As Chelsea's assist leader for three seasons, Cesc Fabregas was stunned at this moment!

He couldn't help holding back the teaching assistant:
"why?"

"Who took my place?"

Alessio does not need to hide, because the starting lineup has been decided and will be announced in public soon:
"Golovin will start."

Fabregas's mind immediately connected everything together:
[Golovin? 】

[When I was shopping with Maria, he gave up his rest time and practiced with Li Polo! 】

Seeing his lonely expression, Alessio patted him on the shoulder:

"Don't worry about it. Atletico Madrid is a fierce team. If you play, you must be their key target..."

Fabregas did not seem to hear his comfort, and sat down beside him in a daze.

[Does Chelsea, the dignified Premier League giants, need to rely on extra training to get the starting position? ! 】

[These young people are simply too hot now! 】

[In the future...do I have to practice with Li Polo every day? 】

Fabregas, who had never been called strong, shuddered when he thought of Li Polo's abnormally strong physical fitness.

【No, I will definitely die! 】

【I still need to take care of Maria! 】
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October 9, 28:8pm.

There are only 5 minutes until the game starts.

Li Poluo followed his teammates and set foot on the turf of the Calderon Stadium.

Since the experienced Atletico Madrid club had already arranged for security personnel to block it, he did not have a good time with the opponent's players, so he had to bury this "feeling of nostalgia" in his heart temporarily, and then communicate with him on the court.

The first captain of the Sheets Corps, the veteran Gabi, did not play, and the one wearing the captain's armband was their central defender Godin.

The Uruguayan iron guard who was hit by a "misshot" by Lee Polo last season, after seeing Lee Polo, obviously brought back his shame and anger, so much so that he could not hold back when the two sides shook hands. Can't help but exert all my strength!
"Crack!"

There was a strange voice between the two of them!

The vice-captain of Atlético de Madrid shook hands with all his strength, only felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and two of his fingers could not be retracted!
Holding the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, Godin was shocked:

[My bones... are they misplaced? ! 】

【How did Li Polo's right hand come out of training? 】

[Does he screw screws every day at home? 】

[Negative emotions from Godin, +555! 】

(End of this chapter)