Chapter 290 Massacre! (4k)

"Well done Xiao Mo!"

"You're so handsome, captain, knock them all down!"

"Haha, this accelerated startup has my style, and I can teach it better than usual!"

"You can take credit for this! Haha!"

A group of people were frolicking around Chen Mo. When they heard Messi forcefully claiming credit, Chen Mo smiled and reached out to squeeze his head, then turned and retreated towards his own half. On the way, the referee Ivanov walked up to him and showed him

Yellow card.

"It's okay, it feels good anyway."

Chen Mo didn't do anything like spreading his hands in protest. When he made the machine gun fire action, he knew that there was a high probability that he would get a card, but he didn't care much about it.

Although he is currently a defensive midfielder, Argentina mainly focuses on possession of the ball and does not have much time to defend. The most critical point is that the biggest defensive task he undertakes in this team is delay.

There is no need to blindly tackle or steal. What is needed is that when Portugal counterattacks, he must rely on his strong running ability to stick to the opponent's ball carrier, and then wait for Messi, Di Maria and others to retreat before double-teaming.

, taking advantage of the small speed to force the opponent to make passing mistakes.

"That's right, eh, Coach Scolari replaced Maniche who was injured, with Gomez, who is only 21 years old this year. Gomez is also a defensive midfielder. It seems that Scola

I still want to stabilize the situation first."

"Nani?! Mother, please help me see if I'm dazzled?"

"Three to zero! Oh my god! It's only been more than thirty minutes! This Argentina is so scary!"

While the commentary was chattering away, Chen Mo took a look at Portugal's staffing and frowned slightly.

When it was discovered that Cristiano Ronaldo in the frontcourt was being marked by Chen Mo, Portugal's lineup system began to go into chaos. There was no way, Gomez's ability was not enough to support him to gain a foothold on the World Cup stage, and Portugal now only has C on the wing.

Luo is a breakthrough point. After all, Figo is already thirty-six years old, and he still has the physical condition to dominate from the wing.

As a player, he naturally knows the coach's tactical arrangements, so as soon as Gomez came on the field, he became completely excited. This is the protagonist's script for making a comeback from adversity!

Three to zero in thirty-three minutes.

"Messi!"

In my memory, Gomez was the substitute midfielder for a lower-tier team in the Portuguese Super League, and there was very little information about it. But at this moment, a short clip of a precise long pass from the backcourt came to mind!

"No, no, no! He's not here to defend!"

Really shocked!

This feeling is like waking up from a sleep and being shocked the next day when seeing Germany beat Brazil 7-1, even feeling fantasy and falsehood!

But before they could react, while they were still looking for friends to inquire about the situation, ten minutes later, the news came again.

Shock!

"That's right."

"Yes, the thigh is the most muscular and strongest part of the human body. Most players' thigh injuries are internal injuries, such as strains caused by excessive exercise. But this kind of head-on collision and direct admission to the hospital might be a bone problem.

Oh! Having problems with your thigh bones is really not a trivial matter!"

Portugal vs Argentina.

"Di Maria! The angel is coming!!!"

The whole world is shocked!

Things developed pretty much as he thought.

The commentator kept talking, and many Portuguese fans in the stands had already left early, while the remaining die-hard fans either covered their faces and cried, or cursed crazily at Scolari!

"Indeed, although the goal conceded this time came from Chen Mo stealing Ronaldinho from the wing and then making a long pass to Messi, in the final analysis, Gomez's long pass was too reckless. He didn't seem to consider how fast Chen Mo was.

Fast, and he didn't move immediately after sending the pass. His focus was entirely on the offensive end of the frontcourt, which gave Messi enough room to move."

Not only was Chen Mo a little confused at first and couldn't find any information about Gomez, but Messi also didn't remember this person. However, he had always unconditionally trusted Chen Mo's judgment and immediately moved to follow Gomez.

"Hahaha, it looks simple, but in fact it is not simple. The frequency of his feet and the range of changes in direction are beyond the reach of ordinary people, and they cannot be guarded against. This is just like that guy in basketball, oh, just like that Ivor

Just like Sen, the whole world knew he was going to change direction, but just couldn't prevent it."

However, Scolari is now numb. Looking at the players on the field who also have numb expressions, Scolari's eyes are full of pain.

"Angel Fabian Di Maria! Just like his last name! He is the angel sent by God to the Argentines!!!"

"After all, the only martial arts in the world is fast. Haha, look how happy Messi is smiling at the corner kick."

At halftime, as soon as they entered the locker room, the coaching staff enthusiastically high-fived every player to celebrate. Pekerman even hugged Chen Mo. The atmosphere in the team was very warm and high. Aguero even stood on the stage.

Sung a song.

In an instant, Chen Mo immediately made a judgment and shouted at Messi: "Leo! Go and stick to him! He has the ability to play the ball!"

Gambling is great when you win, but it comes at a cost.

"Of course, this is his first World Cup knockout goal in his football career. But, football, some people are happy and some are sad. Looking at the Portuguese players, I feel that their expressions are stiff."

"Maniche was sent directly to the hospital... My dear, you put your head on your thigh and went to the hospital. Now you are in trouble!"

"It was so aggressive! This Gomez was knocked to his knees!"

Scolari was furious on the sidelines. On the court, looking at Chen Mo not far away, Ronaldo also looked helpless and aggrieved.

"Messi!!!"

"Messi!!"

"Oh no! Messi scored a goal!"

"The most special one? Zico is right."

.

"What the hell?! Am I dreaming?"

"The full moon bow shoots the big eagle! The world wave! In the 33rd minute of the game, Di Maria used a wide arc shot from the right side of the Portuguese penalty area to score the Portuguese goal again! The score is three to zero!"

"Four to zero! Four to zero before halftime! It was a waste! The game was a waste!"

He hid Gomez, no, to be precise, Gomez was a player with little fame.

He has no reputation. Firstly, he is young, and secondly, he is not very strong. His physical fitness and skills are mediocre in all aspects, but Gomez has the qualities of a genius.

But the arc of this ball was extremely large, and it went directly into the upper left corner of the goal like a boomerang!

When the ball passed goalkeeper Ricardo's fingers and hit the goal, the commentator screamed, and Argentinian fans around the world were instantly excited!

At this time, in Asia, countless light fans who were sleeping soundly were awakened by various cell phone ringtones. When they opened them, they were filled with messages from friends who stayed up late to watch the game!

World Cup knockout rounds.

But before he was excited for two seconds, Chen Mo ran to his side to keep an eye on him.

Ruined.

"Scolari is really bad!"

"Di Maria moved the ball with his left foot and cut inside! Can Valente follow? Oh my god! Di Maria took a shot! This is too far! What kind of arc is this?!? HOOOOOOOOO!!! The ball is in!"

!!The ball actually went in?!!! That’s too exaggerated!”

"Damn, I'm not going to work! I have to get up and watch the game!"

"Three to zero! Let us slaughter them!"

Occasionally, they will send very accurate long passes, and they have the fast horse of Cristiano Ronaldo on the wing!

The purpose of bringing this dice was to take a gamble and try to catch the opponent off guard, but Scolari never expected that Chen Mo had even watched the game videos of the substitutes of the lower-tier Portuguese Super League teams!

"Damn guy!"

It's strange. First, he doesn't have much information about Gomez in his mind. He just remembers that the opponent didn't play in three group matches. Second, why would Scolari send in a little-known substitute midfielder at this time?

There is no problem in stabilizing the defense, but there are only three substitutions in a game, and Portugal is still two goals behind, so why should they replace the defensive midfielder now?

Something strange!

Chen Mo was immediately alert and kept searching for information about Gomez in his mind.

"It's really cruel, but to be honest. After this moment, the Portuguese players probably need to calm down for a while. Their actions in the round just now were really too big. Not to mention anything else, they just knocked Scotinha down from behind.

Aimar's move would have given him a red card even in the league, but that move was really aimed at someone's ankle!"

Looking from a high altitude, sparks began to rise across Asia, and countless people got up all night to watch the game!

"Leo!"

"You're so strong Angel! Your arc is invincible!"

"But we still have to be more careful, so as not to get another card and be sent off directly,"

"kindness?"

"Yes, but Messi is also really powerful. He just passed by, left and right, and he fell down."
To be continued...