Heroes of the Restricted Zone

Chapter 299 The Madman and the Mad Bear

Mazari was eager to let the team score, but Mourinho was quiet. He jumped up and roared when Chen Yingxiong almost pushed the football into the goal. The players of Inter Milan heard his roar. Adjustments were made quickly, and he had nothing to worry about.Everything is going according to his idea.

In the away game, they encountered a crazy offensive from their opponents, and Inter Milan also survived. Now they are gradually adjusting and playing Naples' defensive counterattack.

Mourinho raised his legs on the coach's bench.He thought Mazzari was really interesting.Doesn't he know that he is very good at playing defensive counterattacks?
Still pressing the offense like this, aren't you afraid of being counterattacked by Inter Milan and scoring a goal?

He has nothing to worry about, the game has progressed to this point, it shouldn't be a problem for Inter Milan to win this game.

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Just when Mourinho was feeling at ease, Chen Yingxiong was competing with Cordoba, who liked to make small moves, in the penalty area.

When Arshavin made a cross, Chen Yingxiong rushed forward to fight for the top. At this moment, he felt Cordoba tug on his clothes from his side, which slowed down his momentum a little.But Chen Yingxiong did not give up the idea of ​​continuing to charge forward, and it was impossible for Cordoba's small pulling movements to last forever. He always pulled once and then let go, in order to disrupt Chen Yingxiong's rhythm.

This action is quite hidden, basically invisible.It's not like some defenders who grab your clothes, as if they won't let go until they are torn.

When Cordoba grabbed the jersey, Chen Yingxiong needed to use more force to break free, and when Cordoba let go suddenly, he had already increased the output power, as if the accelerator had been pressed to the bottom , and then suddenly released the handbrake like a car, and quickly rushed out, but the result was that I couldn't grasp the stability and timing at all...

He is tall.

Lying on the ground, he glanced back at Cordoba.

The old defender who has played for Inter Milan for many years is raising his hands, indicating that he has no additional actions at all.

The referee was obviously deceived by his appearance, and did not call Cordoba for a foul.

It's a pity that Chen Yingxiong can't flop, otherwise when Cordoba grabs his clothes, he immediately raises his hands, leans forward, falls to the ground with an exaggerated wail, and might be able to cheat a penalty or something.

Chen Yingxiong got up from the ground, thinking that he still gave the opponent too much time, so that the opponent could pull the jersey so calmly.

What if it was faster, so that the other party had no time to pull himself?

Taking advantage of a dead ball, he ran to the side of Arshavin.

"Shava, can you pass the ball a little faster?" he asked.

Arshavin understands what Chen Yingxiong means, but he has concerns: "It's too fast, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up, the time is too tight..."

"It's okay, I just need time. Just pass the football to the goal as fast as you can, if you can't beat me!" Chen Yingxiong patted Arshavin on the shoulder, turned and ran away.

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Next, the Inter Milan players noticed that Naples' wing attack had changed a bit.

Arshavin's passes were more sudden and the football flew faster.In the past, in order to take advantage of Chen Yingxiong's height, Arshavin's crosses were relatively high and floating, and the football flew in the air for a long time. Time for the Milan defenders to get ready.

Therefore, with the cooperation of Cordoba's small moves, Chivu can still compete with Chen Yingxiong in headers.

Now the situation has changed. Although the height of the opponent's pass is lower, even Cordoba can reach the ball, but the speed of the ball is faster.Now it gives people the feeling that football is like a meteor passing across the front of Inter Milan's penalty area quickly, and if there is a slight delay, it may miss the top.

In fact, Arshavin's crosses could not be controlled so accurately before, but with Chen Yingxiong joining Zenit and Advocaat establishing a tactic with Chen Yingxiong as the core of the attack, Arshavin's crossing skills are also improving. There has been a huge improvement in practice and competition.Now he can basically do the crosses he wants.

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Chen Yingxiong tried it, and he found that it was easier for him to push this kind of ball, although the football was likely to be pushed out by Chivu, Maxwell and others before him.

But as long as the football can bypass the defensive players in front and fall within his range, Cordoba can't stop himself!
Just now, the football flew over like lightning, and he rushed forward, not only breaking free from Cordoba's defense in one fell swoop, but also hit the football, but the ball was too straight, and Sebastian who was guarded on the goal line Thrall took a shot and was kicked out of the sideline by Maicon with a big kick.

Although he didn't score a goal, Chen Yingxiong saw hope.So he didn't cover his face with his hands this time.

He turned and grinned at Cordoba.

Your days are over!

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Of course, this kind of low-level pass may not hit Chen Yingxiong's head every time.So the first few times, Chen Yingxiong basically missed the football, but this will not change his decision.

No. In the 304th minute, Arshavin once again passed the football with a fast speed and a low arc. This time the football bypassed the defending Maxwell and made a large arc.

In order to prevent the arc from flying too close to the goal and being directly caught by the goalkeeper, Arshavin did not rush to the bottom line when passing the ball, so that even if it is not caught by the goalkeeper, it will fly out of bounds in all likelihood .

When he was just in line with the penalty area line, he decisively kicked the pass!
The football is not tall, about a little taller than a human, but the ball is fast, like a full moon scimitar, piercing Inter Milan's penalty area.

Tear through their defenses!

The football bypassed Maxwell at the front end. Chivu was going to head the ball, but he found that the football was a little far away from him. When he ran over, the ball had already flown away.

Just the moment this thought came into his mind, the football flew past his eyes.

He followed the football and turned his head...

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When Arshavin passed the football, both Chen Yingxiong and Cordoba were still outside the penalty area.

This time, Cordoba didn't intend to use his hands to pull Chen Yingxiong's jersey. If the small movements were the same every time, it would be so uninspired... In fact, it was because his experience and intuition told him—— If it goes on like this, he won't be able to hold the bear anymore.

So this time he blocked half of his body in Chen Yingxiong's path.He planned to entangle Chen Yingxiong with his hands and feet and interfere with him grabbing points. Even if it was a foul this time, it was at most just a free kick outside the penalty area.

He started early and got stuck on Chen Yingxiong's route.

When he hoped to interfere with Chen Yingxiong in this way, Chen Yingxiong bumped into him.

He only felt as if he was hit from behind by a speeding heavy truck, and he lost his balance and center of gravity, and turned to the other side.When he looked up in surprise, he saw the No. 9 of Naples. With a majestic aura, he rushed into the penalty area, and then...jumped!
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"Beside him, there is no defensive player! In front of him, there is only one Julio Cesar!"

The Naples radio announcer shouted.

"hero--"

All eyes were on Chen Yingxiong in the restricted area. In the huge restricted area, he was the only one who jumped forward and was the only protagonist on the stage.

In the next second, he rushed forward with the momentum!
At the same time, a frightened expression flashed across the face of Julio Cesar in front of him—he widened his eyes and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to call for backup.

But now, no one can support him, he can only rely on himself!

He threw himself out - but only after the football flew into the goal.

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"HEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO——GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!" The Naples radio commentator jumped up from his seat, raised his arms high, and shouted to the sky.

"Heroes! Heroes! Heroes! Heroes! Heroes! Heroes! Heroes! The goal is in!!!!" The commentators of other TV stations also shouted.

"No.304 minutes in the first half, Naples took the lead!! They led Inter Milan 1:0 at home!"

"They are ahead of Mourinho's team! They are at home and Mourinho is behind!!"

"Chen Yingxiong! The header - beautiful! Beautiful! The goal is so beautiful!!"

"No foul, no foul! When Chen Yingxiong rushed forward, his arm didn't move. This was a reasonable collision. We can only blame Cordoba for being too thin!"

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Chen Yingxiong, who landed on the ground, saw that the football had scored, he turned around and ran to the... Inter Milan coaching bench.

On the way, he kept waving his hands to reject his teammates who were going to come up to celebrate with him. He rushed straight to the front of the coaching bench of the visiting team, and then he stood on the sidelines.

At this time, people on the Inter Milan coaching bench and the bench had already stood up. They stood up one after another, walked towards Chen Yingxiong, waved at him, and yelled at him, warning him not to mess around.

Chen Yingxiong ignored them at all and let those people point at him and roar loudly. He lifted his jersey and leaned forward!
He faced Mourinho standing in front of him, revealing the words on the vest inside:
"To Mourinho:

Now you know who I am?

from heroes. "

The coaches and players of Inter Milan made more accusations. Their fingers almost poked Chen Yingxiong in the face. opened.

In this way, Chen Yingxiong stood in front of Mourinho with his legs spread apart. Mourinho had been standing on the sidelines directing the game just now, so the distance between the two is from the sideline to the sideline of the command area.

Mourinho held his head up and did not look at Chen Yingxiong who was close at hand, but Chen Yingxiong was taller than him, even if she raised her head, he could still see Chen Yingxiong's arrogant face.Unless...he turned his face away.

But he kept this posture all the time without changing, as if he didn't want others to know that he was avoiding Chen Yingxiong on purpose - then he would show weakness.

He doesn't intend to show weakness.So he maintained his previous posture and looked ahead, as if the person standing in front of him was not a 1.9-meter-three, living person, but just a mass of air. His eyes could penetrate Chen Yingxiong and cast them on the court.

Beside the two of them, players from Naples and Inter Milan huddled together, and there were some conflicts between the two sides because of Chen Yingxiong's provocation.

But between them, Chen Yingxiong and Mourinho are like people who don't belong to the same world as them. Mourinho stands with his head held high, while Chen Yingxiong maintains the posture of raising his jersey, and stubbornly faces the The person who ignored himself showed the words on his chest.

Someone laughed.

"When these two people get together, sparks hit the earth! Haha!"

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