Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

"Sun Jihai!!!"

"The key steal!!"

"The pass came out!!!"

"Knight!!"

"Opportunity!"

"Manchester City's opportunity!"

"The last chance for Manchester City!"

In the ESPN live broadcast room, Wang Tao screamed.

Barcelona's backcourt was in chaos, with nearly 20 players from both sides fighting and pushing each other.

Knight was standing at the intersection of the attacking third zone and the right side.

Dribble or pass?

This may be one of the most difficult choices Knight has ever made in his life. It took him less than 1 second to make the decision.

Because he saw the top of the penalty area.

That man.

That pair of eyes that could not be more determined.

Everything has an answer.

Knight raised his right leg and kicked the bottom of the football as Deco rushed in front of him.

"Bang!"

The football flew out with a swirl, and everyone's eyes were focused on it.

"Cross!"

"Knight!"

"Cross!"

"This ball..."

The quality of this pass was not high. Under extreme physical strength and heavy pressure, Knight's strength and touch point were all wrong.

The trajectory of the football was not the high lob he was good at, but a half-high ball.

But none of this mattered.

Because the target of his pass was Su Fei.

Next, it was up to...

Su Fei!!

At the same time that Knight passed the ball, he quickly determined the trajectory of the ball, knocked away Harvey who was defending, and took a step towards the direction of the football.

Then.

When the football came in front of him.

Supported by his left foot, he twisted his body and tilted it, swung his right leg horizontally, and accurately kicked the flying football.

"Bang!!!"

The explosion sounded.

And then gradually disappeared.

The scene of the stadium became unreal, distant, and ethereal.

Pre-match rumors were everywhere.

All over the sky.

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"Manchester City is really bad, a paper tiger in the Champions League!"

"You're right, 0:4... Or just surrender in the next game, otherwise we'll be beaten 4:0 again, it's so damn embarrassing."

"Dark horse in the Champions League? Is it the dark horse that aims to reach the round of 16? Haha!"

"There's a gap between the Ballon d'Or!"

"No, there are people who compare Su Fei with Ronaldinho?"

"Su Fei's performance in the Champions League knockout round can be booked in advance for the worst Ballon d'Or, haha."

"......."

"Manchester City is only strong at home, and they get scared when they see the outside world."

"4:0? If they can beat me, I'll eat all the shit in the Internet cafe, and call all the Internet users over to force them to poop!"

"It's so damn disappointing I will never see Manchester City again..."

"........"

"Stop talking, brothers. I will help Barcelona advance in the second round. I have mortgaged my house. Although the odds are low, it is still possible to make money from massage. "

"Brother upstairs, I am envious. Where did you buy it? Push it to me. I also want to make money."

"......."

"Leo, after the game tomorrow, I will take you to Queen to play!"

"Reward! I will reward myself after beating Manchester City!"

"......."

"Believe me, when the whistle of the end of the game sounds, we will definitely be the winner."

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People are clamoring to force you to kneel, but you must tell yourself to stand up!

If no one believes you can do it...then do it and show them the facts!

When the football passed the goal, all the voices of doubt were shattered.

Only the crazy cheers that were hoarse were left!

"GGGGG----OOOOO-----AAAAA-----LLLLL!"

"GGGGOOOOAAAALLLL!"

"GOAL!!"

"GOAL!!"

"GOAL!!"

"Lore!!!!"

"Lore!!!!"

"Reversal!"

"The biggest reversal in the history of the Champions League has happened!"

"Su!!!"

"Fly!!!"

Crazy, the two commentators in the ESPN live studio went crazy.

Of course, the Etihad Stadium went crazy too.

Although the fans of the Blue Moon have seen too many miracles in the past year.

But.

When you are really pushed to the abyss, how can you not be moved by the salvation that comes from the sky.

Ahhhhh!

The cameras on the scene are shaking, and the huge sound waves seem to turn the stadium upside down.

On the court.

After scoring the goal, Su Fei could no longer suppress his emotions.

He roared to the sky.

He took off his jersey, revealing the perfect muscles like ancient Greek sculptures.

He did not rush to the corner area.

Instead, he hugged his teammates who rushed to him one by one.

The Manchester City players felt Su Fei's hot chest.

They had the urge to cry.

Then they cried.

Yes.

All the Manchester City players on the court had red eyes.

Although.

This is just a knockout match of the top 16 of the Champions League.

They have done the biggest miracle in the history of world football, no one else!

Trailing 0:4 in the first leg, scoring 6 goals in the second leg, and completing the lore in the last minute of injury time and the last moment before the end of the game.

This is a real miracle!!

Stuart lay on Oliver's shoulder and cried loudly.

"Woo woo woo, he did it... He did it again!"

The old man knew it very well.

The real creator of this miracle.

It was not Manchester City.

It was Su Fei.

It was the crazy celebration on the court, it was Su Fei who was injured in the last game and returned to the team yesterday.

It was the five sons who scored in this game!

5 goals!

Su Fei who scored 5 goals by himself!!

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In front of the TV, countless Blue Moon fans who were watching this game were also caught in the frenzy.

If you were walking on the streets of Manchester at this time.

You can see the excited fans running and howling, and you can hear the cheers from the shops and residential buildings on the street.

Manchester Macho Bar.

Crackling.

Manchester City fans smashed their glasses, Old Tom burst into tears and hugged his boss Billy tightly.

A red-nosed old man.

Slumped on the sofa in the base lounge, his expression shocked, regretful, envious, jealous.

Elegant and easy-going Frenchman.

Sitting in front of the TV at his desk, cigarette butts falling between his fingers, unaware.

......

Under the same sky, London, Stamford Bridge.

The game also entered the final moments, on the big screen, Chelsea (3) 2:1 (2) Porto.

The arrogant Portuguese looked at the stadium with a nervous expression.

Until the referee blew the whistle.

Then he smiled with relief.

However.

Just as he raised his hand to celebrate the promotion with the players and fans.

A strange feeling.

Like an electric shock rising from the bottom of his heart.

José Mourinho couldn't help but shudder.

Frowning.

Looking up at the sky.

"Ruy, I have a very strange feeling."

"This feeling is terrible..."

"By the way, the game between Manchester City and Barcelona should be over, how was the result?"

Ruy Faria chuckled and took out his mobile phone.

"Boss, is it necessary to pay attention to that game? Manchester City was 4 goals behind before the game started."

"Let me see."

"..."

José Mourinho couldn't help but turn his head.

Seeing that Rui Faria was staring at his mobile phone, his expression was as if he had seen a monster.

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