Green Dragon

Chapter 59

Jovetic only ran two steps before completely giving up the idea of ​​chasing back.

It only took three seconds for the red No. 8 player to cross the midfield in front of him!

Too fucking fast!

Is he here for the [-]-meter sprint?
Is this the work of someone who has played 120 minutes? !
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Even Vargas, who came off the bench in the second half, couldn't catch up with Long Shute's speed, and the older Gilardino and Mutu could only stare dumbfounded at the smoke and dust behind Long Shute.

Mutu, who is over 30 years old, is having difficulty standing still, and Gilardino's two calves are trembling slightly. In their eyes, the Ajax player who is as strong as a cheetah... He is not human at all!
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It took Long Shute three seconds to break through Fiorentina's frontcourt, but the real test is yet to come.

Florence's attack just now only dispatched half of its troops, and there were six people left in their own half besides the goalkeeper!

And it includes two substitute players who only played half of the game!
Midfielder Martin Jorgensen doesn't have to think about it, because he is 34 years old. Even if he only played 50 minutes, the speed at his feet cannot catch up with the young Long Shute, not to mention that his position does not overlap with his opponent at all.

The 26-year-old defensive midfielder, Marco Donadell is the biggest obstacle in front of Long Shute!
Suleimani and Kvitanich finally reacted, this is Ajax's last chance to attack!

They began to run without the ball according to their own characteristics. First, they searched for space by themselves, hoping that Long Shute could pass the ball; second, they disrupted Florence's overall defense and helped their teammates attract firepower. It is not in vain to move.

They formed an unattractive triangle with Long Shute, and Donadell was like a nail, just pushing into the middle of this triangle area!Stuck in the most uncomfortable position for three people to pass the ball!
But no matter how uncomfortable it is, Long Shute can't stop moving forward!

After dribbling the ball across the center circle, he only glanced at his two teammates and made his decision!

Instead of giving the ball to Soleimani, who is closer to him, more valuable, and closer to him, he passes it diagonally to the right!

Although Donadell stretched out his foot to intercept the first time, he still missed it!

Because this is not a direct pass with one foot on the ground!
While running at high speed, Long Shute picked the football out with his outer instep lightly!
When he was passing the ball, he kept praying in his heart, hoping that God would bless him not to make too many mistakes in this kick pass, otherwise his aggressive counterattack would definitely become the laughing stock of Florence...

Perhaps God's jurisdiction does not include the distant Netherlands. He obviously didn't hear these devout prayers, and Longshut's kick pass almost flew over Kvitanich's head.

Fortunately, Kvitanic jumped high and unloaded the ball with his forehead.

"careful!"

He Wei, who was sitting in the live broadcast room, couldn't help but sweat: "This kick is too powerful. If you don't handle it well, you will be labeled by the Fiorentina defender..."

As soon as he finished his words, Montolivo, who temporarily took over Goby's task and changed to playing left back, rushed over from his own defensive area, almost knocking Kvitanich who was flying in the air and hadn't landed yet. !
Fortunately, Kvitanich acted first. He didn't wait for himself to land before making adjustments. Instead, he made a decision when he touched the ball for the first time: twisted his neck directly, and he used his forehead to make the ball Rub to the middle!
Long black hair flicked in the air.

The red No. 8 player rushed over!

The red figure broke into the 30-meter area of ​​Florence! -
"Hahaha……"

Long Shute panted heavily.

The evening wind from the Frankie Stadium was blowing on him extremely gently, but he couldn't feel the slightest bit of coolness.

Even the air inhaled into his lungs was like boiling water, stinging his throat and trachea fiercely.

His legs were already tired, and his calf was showing signs of cramping.

The muscles and nerves all over the body seemed to be aching.

His brow bone and brow, as if pierced by a sharp needle, is there an indescribable pain?

He has reached his limit!
He could fall down at any moment!

But he can't fall!

He could only bite his back molars hard, and then throw his legs away!move on! -
Donadell's face suddenly turned pale.

Not only did he watch helplessly that the object of defense passed through his area, but he couldn't even catch up!

I am not lazy!I'm already working hard to catch up!

But... just can't catch up!
The red back figure only took three big steps to get away from him!
Even if you want to put a shovel, you can't stop it!
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"Dragon! Here!"

Long Shute heard someone calling his name.

That must be Soleimani.

Because he speaks English - the Serbian striker's Dutch is far less fluent than the rest of his team-mates.

With Suarez gone, Suleimani is not only the best shooter, but also the most expensive one.

The more important problem is that as a defensive midfielder, Long Shute obviously has no achievements in offense. His career goals can be counted with a slap!
The Fiorentina players certainly know this fact.

Such a player who seems to have no advantages other than running speed without the ball... How could the Italians really care about it?
It's like a defender facing Messi and Mascherano at the same time. As long as they are not frightened by the momentum of the club king, everyone will definitely rush to Messi, even if Messi is vomiting and squatting at this time. On the ground, they will also subconsciously focus their defense on the more threatening club king.

The two central defenders of Florence hardly hesitated. As if they had a heart, they took two steps towards the middle at the same time, blocking Soleimani's passage towards the goal by closing the door, and handing Long Shute to the goal. own goalkeeper.

Frey struck from the goal line early on.

As a professional goalkeeper, he certainly knows that facing an opponent who dribbles the ball at high speed, standing on the goal line will only lead to death!
Attacking is undoubtedly the best choice!

While waving his arms to reduce the angle of Long Shute's shot, he also let out a weird hiss, trying to put pressure on the opponent as much as possible. Many young players are extremely unstable psychologically, but They like to pressurize themselves. When some seemingly sure-fire opportunities appear in front of them, their brains tend to go blank and they kick the ball away.

Just in case, Frey looked at the profiles of every Ajax player, especially his shooting habits.

But in Long Shute's information, it was almost a clean sheet of paper, so he didn't take this young player seriously at all.

Frey, who has played in Serie A for many years, has seen too many young talents who became famous at a young age, and he is confident that he can influence the little guy who knows nothing about the sky and the earth!

So he rushed out of the small restricted area, ready to have a head-on collision with the flames!
That little guy, his legs will go weak from fright, right? !
"laugh……"

Frey was suddenly dumbfounded.

He seemed to be dazzled just now!

In front of him... why is there no one? !
Why... the Frankie Stadium, which was originally full of cheers, fell silent at this moment?

Where did Florence's team song go? !

why?
Why is there so much heat behind him?
Why does it seem like a volcano is erupting violently behind him? !
(End of this chapter)