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Chapter 28 Crazy
The voice of the commentator was flying wantonly over the stadium.

Forcibly suppressing his emotions, Chen Mo, who was calm for most of the half-time, found an outlet for his emotions. He roared, took off his jersey and waved towards the corner kick, but was quickly thrown to the ground by the flying Messi , other Barcelona players also ran over excitedly, playing Arhat stacking.

This scene was projected on the big screen by the camera. The fans danced and sang, cheering and cheering, while the coaches who knew the ball applauded one after another. Chen Mo and Messi are more interested.

The coach of the Lyon team turned to look at the little white player with a round head beside him: "Karim, what do you think of the two of them?"

Karim Benzema smiled and said: "It's great and they cooperate well, but it's a pity that they are not my teammates."

Coach Lyon smiled bitterly, "Yeah, it's a pity, this Messi is small and lacks strength, but he has a keen sense of smell and strong dribbling, and is more suitable for moving behind the fulcrum center, and you are the one I have seen The most suitable center forward among your peers, your striker partner is a perfect match. As for that Chen Mo, forget it, forget it, Barcelona will sell him to other teams unless his head is squeezed by the door."

The Lyon coach was rambling on, when the assistant who read the information said: "Boss, this little guy named Chen Mo has a termination clause in his pre-employment contract, [-] euros."

"What? [-] Euros?!!" Lyon coach was stunned for a moment, then a burst of ecstasy appeared on his face, he quickly took out his mobile phone to call the club chairman, and at the same time questioned: "Are you right? It really only costs [-] Euros Europe?!"

"Yes, sir, fifty-two thousand two hundred euros to be exact."

"Oh! Who cares about the 2000 Euros?!"

At the same time, the coaches of many other teams also got the news and called the club's senior management one after another. There was one exception—Coach Wang. The end of the plane strikes.
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Chen Mo didn't know what happened on the sidelines. After the celebration, he got up and stroked his black hair "elegantly", applauding the audience while returning to defense.Passing the middle circle, he passed by Muller, whose face was as black as charcoal. Chen Mo didn't speak, but turned to retreat and grinned at Muller at the same time.

Muller jumped angrily: "Don't think it's great to score a goal! The game is not over yet! Look, except for you, your other players can hardly run!"

Chen Mo didn't speak, but pouted towards the scoreboard with a mean expression. Now Muller was out of control, and ran to the midfield to serve the ball angrily. The moment he turned around, the smile on Chen Mo's face gradually disappeared. He saw A glance at other Barcelona players, including Messi Jr., even Pique showed fatigue on his face.

Muller is right, the physical fitness of Barcelona's players has indeed bottomed out.

Coach Zach advocates pass and control of football, pass and control, and the ball can only be passed and controlled when the ball is at the feet of his players. Therefore, on the defensive end, Coach Zach implements pressing tactics. But before Chen Mo mentioned the midfielder, the field Most of the time, Bayern controlled the ball and Barcelona pressed, which consumed a lot of physical strength of the Barcelona players.

"There are still about ten minutes in the game, and Bayern's offensive will definitely be more violent next, which is a bit troublesome."

The game started soon, just as Chen Mo guessed, after the serve, the whole team of Bayern pressed forward, and the entire back line was over the center line. Barcelona fought back.

Bayern's whole team pressed forward to attack, and the defensive pressure of the Barcelona players was very high, but fortunately, Chen Mo's goal just now boosted morale, and the defense line was still stable for a while.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon the game came to overtime due to a pass by Bayern players.

"Mr. Honda Inogoro, the referee of this game, announced that there will be 5 minutes of overtime! Oh, it seems that Mr. Honda also wants to continue to watch the little guys of these two teams play, but obviously , The physical strength of the Barcelona players is already close to the limit, if Chen Mojun hadn't made a timely rescue just now, Bayern would have almost entered the Barcelona penalty area to create a threat! Omu-jun, who do you think will win in the end of this game?"

"Oh, you will really dig a hole for me. However, although I admire the willpower of the Barcelona players, according to the current situation on the field, Bayern has a better chance of scoring, but there are only 5 left in the game. Minutes, I think the probability is flat!! Wait! Barcelona No. 3—Defender Piqué header clears Muller's overhead kick! The direction of the ball... is Chen Mo! Oh! This is Barcelona's last chance! Is the Jedi counterattack going to be staged?!!"

The situation on the field changed suddenly, the ball was cleared from the penalty area, Chen Mo jumped up and unloaded the ball with his chest, at the same time, Messi left Hummels and retreated to respond.

"Opportunity! Press on!!"

Chen Mo passed the ball directly to Messi and yelled at the two wingers at the same time, but unfortunately, the two wingers had lost their energy and ran very slowly, which caused Messi to face the three defenders alone after receiving the ball Defense!
The game was coming to an end, and the defenders didn't care about fouling or not. They used their hands and feet together, like three folded slates, and they were directly clamped by Messi, defending with flesh and blood!
Messi moved the ball with his left foot to his right foot, trying to pass with fried meatballs, but the space was too small, Hummels squeezed Messi's body with his butt, and his foot was very fast, poking the ball directly to the Bayern midfielder. .

"foul!"

"foul!!!"

Two Barcelona wingers yelled fouls in protest, but the referee didn't blow his whistle!

Without even thinking about it, Bayern's midfielder pushed the ball directly to the wide player, and at the same time Schweinsteiger also reacted and immediately inserted into the penalty area!
"Oops!"

Seeing Bayern's wide players going down quickly, Chen Mo was startled and ran to the penalty area, "Return to defense! They are going to pass!"

The shouting was loud, but Barcelona's defense was exhausted at this time, and even Pique's footsteps were heavy, and at this time Bayern's wide players had come to a position parallel to the penalty area line.

A chest-high cross!
arc!

The ball was like a sharp knife piercing Barcelona's penalty area. Schweinsteiger squeezed out of the crowd and stretched out his foot to shoot, raising his foot very high.

"Have it!"

Schweinsteiger's heart was burning hot. At this moment, a black shadow quickly flicked from the corner of his eye, and pushed the ball out of the baseline before his foot. Then, he seemed to feel his foot hit a hard hole. s things.

"what?"

Puzzled thoughts flashed through his mind, and when Schweinsteiger got up from the ground, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw Chen Mo lying in the restricted area in pain, the corners of his eyebrows were split, and his black hair was stained red with blood.

"Or Nito!!! My God! Is Barcelona No. 5 crazy?! He even jumped when the opponent's player took a shot, and used his head to clear the siege!!!"

"It's crazy! I just saw the Bayern player's studs on his forehead! God! I hope he's ok!"

(End of this chapter)