Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 613 The Weakness Is Li Polo!
"Shh~~~"

2: 0!

[Negative sentiment from Toby Alderweireld, +886! 】

[Courtois, +419! 】

[Belgian team, +9958! 】

[On-site fans, +157751! 】
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"Hey you……"

Toby, who escaped from life and death, watched Li Polo land heavily in the restricted area with a complicated expression.

But the other party patted him on the shoulder:

"I scared you, man."

"I'm not a devil, how could I really hurt you?"

Toby took a step back, avoiding his palm, with a look of vigilance and anxiety.

[If you are not a devil, are there still bad people in this world? 】
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"Alas!!!"

Southgate enthusiastically punched his own stand, which caused a tsunami of England fans.

Although Kane on the bench was also applauding for Li Polo, behind his smile was a bit depressed.

[I originally thought that this World Cup would become a stage for fame and fame, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't even be able to get a regular main position! 】

He glanced at Sterling, Lingard, and Henderson surrounded by Li Polo, and couldn't help muttering:
[How about... Next season, I will also try to pull side crosses, or withdraw the organization? 】

[The national team has Li Polo's big and thick legs, even if I want to grab the honor with him, I can't be a spectator on the bench! 】

[Lee Polo and I scored 42 goals together, leading the Three Lions to win the second Hercules Cup in team history! 】

——At present, Lee Polo has scored 37 goals, and Kane has scored 5 goals.
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While conceding the second goal, Belgium also ushered in another blow.

Kompany, who was knocked down to defend Li Polo, failed to get up from the ground for a long time...

He suffered a minor injury in the group stage. Although he rested for two weeks, he still did not fully recover. This time it was a recurrence of an old injury, and he was helped off the field by the team doctor on the spot.

Belgian coach Martinez hesitated again between Vermaelen and Boyata,

Looking at Vermaelen's evasive eyes, Martinez finally chose the tough Boyata.

Vermaelen quietly let out a sigh:

[Although the interests of the national team are above all else, but...]

[The new season will start soon, I don’t want to get injured in the last game of the World Cup, and then spend the preparation period for the new season in a hospital bed! 】

[Don't say that I don't want to play for my country. In the previous two knockout rounds, when Kompany was injured and Boyata was suspended, I played conscientiously for more than 200 minutes! 】
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"Eden, you have to work hard."

Standing on the center line again, looking at Lukaku who was about to kick off for the third time, Li Polo took the time to chat with Hazard:
"If I let me score again, the ratings in the second half will plummet!"

Hazard's small round face was bulging, as if stuffed with a Burger King:
"Shut up for me!"

Another thought came to his mind:
[Being an opponent with this guy...it's really annoying! 】
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This kick-off, Lukaku went directly to De Bruyne. He was afraid that Li Polo would press his own defender again, causing the defense to fire.

Compared with Boyata and Alderweireld, Lu Yuanwai obviously trusts Ding Ding's ball-handling ability more.

De Bruyne was grateful for the trust of his team-mates, and he also pulled himself together, dribbling the ball across the halfway line, and then passing Sterling by the way.

Sterling didn't take it seriously at all, after all, defense has never been his main job.

But Ashley Young's defensive pressure was a bit heavy. In addition to Tintin who was dribbling the ball, Belgian right winger Meunier also stepped up from the wing. It was really difficult for him to fight two against one.

Sure enough, if De Bruyne randomly scored the ball, Ashley Young could only watch Meunier go down the wing...

Yang Zuoshi's defense zone was broken, Cahill could only pull the side to make up for it, and Maguire tightly entangled Lu Yuanwai, and the two sides launched a fierce hand-to-hand battle in the penalty area.

Seeing that the crossing route was blocked, Meunier buckled his ankle and sent the ball diagonally back to De Bruyne's feet.

At this moment, Ding Ding was already approaching the penalty area, Ashley Yang lost ground and could only rush forward again, but was pulled away by him.

Dyer stepped forward with long legs, trying to destroy the ball from the side and rear, but he was still a step slower, allowing him to reach the top of the arc.

Maguire, who was still fighting Lukaku, suddenly felt that his energy was not enough!
De Bruyne and Lukaku, he can only defend one, no matter who he abandons, he will pose a huge threat to the goal!
Just as he felt his head was about to explode, Henderson rushed over like a heavenly soldier, and directly dribbled the ball and turned it over!
"drop!"

Of course, the referee would not turn a blind eye. He showed a yellow card immediately and awarded a free kick to the Belgian team.

"Tsk!"

De Bruyne, who can take a long-range shot just by waiting a second, couldn't help curling his lips, but Henderson was unanimously praised by his England teammates.

Especially for Maguire, Yang, and Dyer, the three directly responsible persons. Henderson's yellow card is undoubtedly responsible for their previous defense.

"This position is too close, he can't kick any arc."

Cahill, who was lining up the wall, comforted his teammates in this way.

England has two high school postmen with a height of 194cm. Dyer and Henderson are also 1.8m20. Such a human wall is indeed very difficult for a direct free kick less than [-] meters.

"and many more."

Lee Polo, who was not going to participate in the defense, temporarily squeezed in between Maguire and Cahill.

"Uh?"

The two teammates were obviously surprised, but because of Li Boluo's influence, they could only obediently give up the C position.

In a wall with an average height of 1.9 meters one, Li Polo, who is 1.8 meters four, has become a short board...

Hazard and De Bruyne, who were standing at the penalty spot, could of course notice such an obvious shortcoming.

Although they didn't speak, there was a fierce battle in their hearts:

[Why did Lee Polo stand in the middle of the human wall? 】

[He must have done it on purpose! 】

[This is his psychological pressure on us! 】

【So...how should this ball be kicked? 】

The two superstars were still struggling, when they heard laughter from the other side of the human wall:
"Above or below, let's take a gamble!"

Li Poluo pointed to the top of his head and then to the ground, provoking the two opponents.

Hazard took a deep breath, he gave up the long-distance run-up, and directly hit the ball with his right foot!
[Psychological tactics to step on the horse! 】

[Why should I listen to your provocation and kick the ball towards the area where you are standing? 】

[Can't I change places? 】

What he aimed at was Maguire's feet!

Ma Datou is young and strong, with good jumping ability, so he must jump higher than Cahill, and the gap under his feet will of course be bigger!
[Go, little ball! 】

[Let's break through the defense line of the British guys who are strong outsiders and can do nothing! 】

Hazard's shot was so powerful that he lost his balance after completing the action and fell to the ground.

But at the moment when he was about to land, he saw in astonishment that the ball he kicked did not break through the English wall at all, but was stopped by a left foot!
"Damn!"

Hazard fell heavily, and his first reaction was to put his hands on the ground.

But before he got up from the ground, he saw Sterling and Lingard, who were left in England near the middle circle, turned around and rushed to the frontcourt!
Alderweireld, Boyata, and Vertonghen were all chasing back crazily, but their speed was still a little bit slower, and they were quickly thrown away by the two British emperors!
Sterling, who caught up with the pass, did not delay the time. After attracting the double-teaming of Toby and Boyata, he quickly transferred the ball to the right, and handed over the final assault task to Lingard!
Lingard took Vertonghen and went straight into the penalty area from the right!

The goal is already close at hand, and Vertonghen has no way to retreat, so he can only block Lingard's inward cut route with a sweeping kick.

But how could Lin Huang's actions be predicted by him?
I saw Lingard made an emergency stop and knocked the ball diagonally behind with his heel!
Just like England's first goal, this time, he seemed to hear that voice again!
[Send it back, Jesse! 】

In the dark, it seems that a god is talking to him!
After Lingard passed the kick, he had time to turn his head. Li Polo, who looked murderous, was followed by Chadley, who looked desperate, and strode to the top of the penalty area!

Lingard's heel kick was stopped by him and bounced, and the direction also deviated from Li Polo's sprint trajectory, but it just swayed Boyata who wanted to make up for it.

In the next second, Li Polo used his powerful explosive power to catch up with the ball again, and then he shoveled at Courtois!
Courtois knelt directly on the goal line!

3: 0!

With Lee Polo's hat-trick, England took a three-goal lead in the first half!

[Negative emotions from Courtois, +886! 】

[Belgian team, +17748! 】
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Lee Polo, who completed a hat-trick, did not feel much joy.

Standing near the 12-yard point, he turned to his teammates who were running towards him and said:
"3:0 is the most dangerous score in the world. If you relax a little bit, your opponent will complete the comeback!"

"At halftime, let Jordan tell us about Istanbul."

"In the second half, we must continue to cheer up, and we must not let the tragedy of Milan repeat itself!"

The named Liverpool captain Henderson patted his chest:
"I'm good at this job!"

He made another sign of the cross on his chest, and said silently:
[Brother Milan, I'm sorry! 】

(End of this chapter)