Chapter 577： I suspect you are hanging up, but I have no evidence

Pull the ball.

spike.

Change direction.

Football is like an elf, and it dances at the foot of Chu Ge. It walked lightly and walked through the defensive jungle of Celta guards.

Elegant and chic, just like art.

"This kid's personal ability is too good."

"How do I feel he is stronger than when he played for Real Madrid."

"After only one year, how can he progress so fast! It's amazing!"

"Sure enough, being a boss at Manchester United is very different from being a younger brother at Real Madrid. Now Chu's game is so good, it feels like a superstar."

Watching Chu Ge torture Celta's back line over and over again, the home team fans expressed emotion.

When Chu Ge played in La Liga, Celta fans were no stranger to this player.

However, at that time, their focus was more on Ronaldo.

In addition to Ronaldo, Benzema, Bell, Modric, Marcelo, Hames and other players are also very dazzling. In comparison, Chu Ge is more often regarded as a potential new star, just like Real Madrid ’s former Hess and this year ’s Asensio, and few people really realize his value.

Today's game, let those La Liga fans who think they are familiar with Chu Ge very clearly feel the power of Chu Ge on the court.

"He is too strong."

"It won't work like this, it's hard for us to restrain him."

"We will not be beaten by him alone, shall we?"

"I have an ominous hunch."

Celta fans are very worried about this game.

Offensive, their team did not pose too many threats to Manchester United led by Kanter, De Gea, Manolas; defense, other Manchester United players for the time being, Chu Ge alone is enough for all Celta defenders.

If it wasn't the drag on the physical performance of Manchester United players in the continuous game, plus the advantage of home battle, Celta may have shown a defeat early.

Celta head coach Berizzo looked worried.

He never had the kind of calmness at the beginning of the game.

"The first half of the game is over, and the second half was played for almost ten minutes." Berizzo habitually raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

"The current score is still 0: 1, and we are one goal behind." He looked up at the scoreboard and frowned.

"What should I do now?"

"Strengthen the offensive and strive to equalize the score? In case we didn't score, and they took advantage of our defense against emptiness and scored a goal with a counterattack, then it's all over. But if we don't strengthen the offensive, we will continue to develop according to the current situation. The ball seems difficult to come, the game may lose, so it is also very passive. "

"How to do?"

Berizzo is tangled.

The left hand is offensive and the right hand is defensive; one side is hell, and the other side may be hell.

The decision is really difficult.

Celta players were also at a loss at this time. As the game progressed, the thoughts of the players began to increase, and the lack of clear instructions from the head coach made them less decisive in the execution of tactics.

At this time.

Marshall withdrew the ball and advanced at a high speed along the left.

He ran at high speed and quickly burned the flames into Celta's backcourt.

"Chu!"

After attracting the attention of three defenders, Martial decided to pass the ball decisively.

Out of trust in Chu Ge, he directly passed the football to Chu Ge who came to serve.

Chu Ge did not disappoint Marshall's trust.

He was a skilled Marseille maneuver, and he dashed away from the guard who came to mark him.

With the ball, Chu Ge went straight to the middle of the restricted area.

Seeing Chu Ge rushing over the ball, Celta defenders suddenly tightened.

They looked a little nervous and rushed towards Chu Ge.

At this time, Pogba quickly moved forward.

"Paul!"

Chu Ge flicked a shot and did not entangle with his opponent.

Taking advantage of the fact that almost all the defenders were robbing him, Chu Ge pushed the foot and immediately passed the football to Pogba's feet.

Pogba got the football comfortably.

At this time, there is hardly any defensive player around him!

"He didn't break through himself! The script is not written like this!"

Celta defender was shocked.

"Pogba is empty, this is a great opportunity for Manchester United! Chu Ge's pass is so beautiful! He took hold of the Celta line and passed the football to the deadliest position!" The commentator shouted .

"Hurry up to make up the seats!" The fans shouted at Pogba in the stands.

Celta's defenders hurried towards Pogba.

They sprinted with all their might, and tried to stop Pogba outside the penalty area before he burst into the penalty area.

The defenders succeeded.

Pogba looked up and was about to lift his leg to form a shot, but soon he was surrounded by Celta defenders who were back to defend like Bao Zongzi, and there was no room to shoot.

At this time, many players will rush a long shot, whether they can enter or not, what is the effect of the shot, everything is destiny.

However, Pogba, worth 10,000 euros, is certainly not an average player.

Fake shots, shake the angle.

True story!

"Chu!" Pogba turned sideways and passed the ball.

Football quickly moved from the feet of Mr. 100 million to the feet of Mr. 150 million.

This is the transfer of ball entropy.

Chu Ge took the ball calmly.

"Quickly stop him!" The fans began to roar again.

They looked very nervous.

Seeing Chu Ge take the ball, some fans even folded their hands and began to pray to God.

The guards are equally nervous.

When Pogba got the ball, they rushed towards Pogba, rushing a little too hard, and now the defense against Chu Ge is not so tight.

This is a terrible thing.

No one knows Chu Ge's threat better than Celta defender. Today's game, they have been tortured by Chu Ge for an hour.

Back to defense!

The red alarm sounded!

Speed ​​up!

The defenders did not dare to slack off.

Just rushed towards Pogba, now they immediately turned around and ran towards Chu Ge.

Frontier area.

There is nowhere to go.

Chu Ge is like this handsome boy in troubled times, facing the surging Celta guards, he is not panicking at all.

Step on gently.

Gently.

The seemingly simple and simple movements can be done by a three-year-old child, but at the foot of Chu Ge, there is a kind of magical skill.

There is no room for time, flash of light and flint.

Chu Ge took only a gentle step and shook off the two defenders' assisted defense, rushing directly to the top of the arc in the big penalty area.

Immediately.

He stopped abruptly, as if raising a glance behind him, avoiding a defender who grabbed from the side.

"fantastic!"

This series of natural and extraordinary moves, even the coach of the godfather level, Ferguson, was so fascinated that he couldn't help but applaud him.

"Can't let him go anymore!" Bellizzo yelled anxiously.

Perhaps he heard the head coach's cry, and the central defender Gabral reached out and pushed Chu Ge from behind.

Chu Ge stumbled and lost the ball.

"B--!"

The harsh whistle suddenly sounded.

Free kick!

The referee immediately ran to the penalty area and decisively took a yellow card to warn Gabriel of the foul.

"I didn't foul, it's not me."

Gablar looked innocent.

His teammates quickly rushed to the referee and surrounded him, wanting to change the referee's punishment through defense.

They are very nervous.

The defenders were a little nervous when fouling in the same position in the first half, but that was just a performance of concentration during the game ~ www.novelhall.com ~ but now it is different.

They are really panicking now.

Chu Ge scored a goal in the same position, and now again sends a free kick at almost the same position. In case this goal is scored again, it is two goals behind at home! Manchester United holds two away goals! What is the difference between being eliminated directly?

However, the referee did not pay attention to the complaints of Celta players.

He made a hand-pushing gesture, instructing Gablar to push the foul. There was no problem with this foul, and the free kick was undisputed.

Seeing that the referee insisted on the penalty, Celta players had to accept the free kick.

They retreated one after another and began to defend.

Alves leaned against the post again, shouting the name of his teammate, and commanding the position of the wall.

This time, he was more serious than last time.

"This time, you won't be scoring anymore! I will definitely stop this ball!" Gabral stared at Chu Ge, took a ruthless word, and then returned to the wall to join the team People wall.

In the wall of people, Gablar has been staring at Chu Ge, and he has to spit out, like an angry lion.

He is exerting pressure on Chu Ge in his own way, trying to interfere with Chu Ge's mentality.

"Mortal wisdom."

Chu Ge turned a blind eye.

"Last time he entered, he shouldn't score again this time. If he can still enter, it's too perverted." Berizzo looked at Chu Ge and thought anxiously.

The whistle sounded.

Chu Ge runs up.

Boom!

The familiar arc, like the flash of lightning, polished the audience.

Alves stood on the goal line, watching football into the net skillfully.

"I suspect you are hanging out, but I have no evidence ..."

The football jumped across the net.

Alves was cold in his heart.