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Chapter 197 Bleeding?

Mourinho on the sidelines seemed to have found a blind spot. He looked at the assistant coach Morace beside him, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"You said...Simone...isn't you... planning to win?"

The latter was stunned when he heard this, thought for a moment, and stared at him suddenly:

"You mean?"

Mourinho nodded, "Let's go and attack, the same thing, the goal in the first half was a complete accident."

"Lindi and Fran are stuck, and at the moment, this Atletico Madrid team is not threatened."

Morace also expressed support: "If you can gain some advantages in Calderon, then Inter Milan will be invincible when returning to Meazza."

After making up his mind, Mourinho walked to the sidelines, "Maicon!"

Seeing the opponent turn around, he waved to Atletico Madrid's halftime.

The latter has long been "hungry". As the main right-back of the Brazilian national team, he was born on July 26, 1981, and has not celebrated his 29th birthday this year.

Now he is at the peak of his career.

Speed ​​and explosion are his strengths, as well as his long shots and extremely high-quality crossing ability.

As the captain on the field, Sanetti naturally observed this scene.

As the captain, just staring at the frontcourt and football is not good. The head coach will adjust his tactics at any time according to the situation on the field.

Seeing Mourinho's gesture, Zanetti understood.

After receiving the pass from Mota again, he opened his hands and waved forward.

All Inter Milan players and fans were excited.

They have seen their team's beautiful defensive counterattacks too much, and it is rare to see Mourinho let his players attack in such a big game.

But when Simeone saw this scene, she frowned deeply, and saw that Balera seemed to be a little inattentive:

"Juan (Balella), what are you doing?"

A roar suddenly exploded on the sidelines, and Atletico Madrid players were immediately focused.

But only Lindi felt a little worried after seeing Sanetti's gesture.

Time is here to test Atletico Madrid's defense line.

The second half time was 57th minute.

Zanetti continued to look for opportunities with his teammates outside the penalty area.

Atletico Madrid's defense also looked extremely safe, but at this moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

Inter Milan, which was originally like an old woman, suddenly started, and Macon and Zivo on both sides had already stepped forward to Atletico Madrid's halftime without anyone paying attention.

Sanetti handed a pass from the outside instep to Macon who was inserted.

The latter faced Reyes' defense and ate it raw. Reyes, who was still immersed in the slow rhythm, was caught off guard and was thrown into two positions.

He was just about to double-team with captain Lopez, but Macon's incisive cut in the way disrupted their plans.

Maicon, who had reached the extreme speed, instantly tore the defense of Atletico Madrid, facing Perea, who was about to come up to fill the position.

Maikon glanced at the goal and tried to go down to open up a space for his body.

Once the body twisted, the right foot burst into a long shot!

"Maikon's incision!"

"Far-range shot!!"

"It's still De Gea, a wonderful save!"

"besides!"

Etoo was like a long-lost cheetah in the penalty area, activated the ball the moment it was saved.

Ibanes couldn't hold the other person behind him.

I saw Etoo, under the entanglement of Ibanes, stretched out his right leg and shot him before falling to the ground!

"Etoo's supplemental shot!"

"Here you come!"

"boom!"

Calderon burst into an exclamation, and even the fans in front of the TV were staring at the screen in a daze.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Mourinho held his head with both hands, stared at Atletico in front of the door with an incredible look on his face.

Then he immediately rushed towards the fourth official: "Isn't this a foul?"

"This action is extremely dangerous. At least one red card should be given?"

Simeone turned around excitedly, facing Mourinho's complaint, and punched hard, as if she was provoking the other party.

"This ball..."

Old Liu swallowed, as if he had difficulty describing the scene.

But Xiao Ma almost jumped up: "Lindy is so handsome. Wherever there is danger, he will be there!"

"Looking at Mourinho's angry look and no foul, the referee didn't even yell, why did he get excited?"

The screen went back a minute before, just as Etoo's right foot was about to touch the football.

A figure shoveled over quickly than him and more decisively than him.

At the critical moment, the football was tackled out of the bottom line.

And Etoo's shoe nails hit Lindy's calf hard.

Lindy's left leg hit Eto's right thigh.

The speed was too fast, neither side had time to close their legs.

The two of them are now holding their own feet and rolling in the penalty area.

It’s not that Lindi can pretend, even if he has [Iron Body], it won’t work. It reduces the probability of injury, and it’s not that he is paralyzing and not hurting!

How could it not hurt if two people from high-speed flying shovels collided?

As soon as Simeone finished celebrating, she found that something was wrong on the scene and immediately arranged for the team doctor to enter the field.

Mourinho, who is complaining, also felt guilty because it seemed that Etoo had tackled Lindi's leg.

At this time, Lindy was really holding his right calf, and sweat as big as beans slid off his forehead.

The gritted teeth and frowning eyebrows said that it was really painful this time, and De Gea rushed over immediately.

But when he saw the blood on Lindy's calf and broken socks, he realized that the situation was very difficult.

"Lin, are you okay?"

But Lindi did not reply at all, and his painful expression was not as fake as it was.

De Gea looked at Lopez, who was still in trouble with the other party: "Captain! Captain! Come quickly!"

Lopez felt something was wrong when he heard the sound. When he turned his head, he could see blood on Lindy's legs.

He didn't bother with Zanetti and the referee, and rushed over: "Lin, where was he injured?"

"Muscle or shin?"

Lindy gritted her teeth and opened her eyes slowly, and the pain from her calf seemed to be relieved.

In other words, the pain did not disappear, but Lindy gradually adapted to the pain.

He shook his head and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "I don't know..."

The team doctor had already come over and couldn't help feeling moved when he looked at the shocking blood on his socks.

Lindy didn't shout a word.

The live broadcast cameras were also focused on Lindi, and the team doctor slowly opened Lindi's hand.

The blood-stained calf was exposed, and the team doctor slowly took his socks down.

"Hiss~"

The team doctor couldn't bear to watch the scene and couldn't turn his head aside.

Several obvious holes were constantly emitting blood. After the entire calf took off its socks, several shallow blood lines instantly formed.

It can be seen how cruel the collision just now was!

The team doctor immediately took out gauze to stop the bleeding and observed one of the wounds.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Lopez beside him: "I'm very lucky that my skin trauma was not damaged."

After hearing this news, everyone around him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The team doctor quickly asked for a stretcher for treatment on the sidelines.

All those who saw this scene couldn't help but cover their mouths, and Alfonso even covered his son's eyes, preventing him from looking at the large electronic screen on the scene.

Xiao Ma even kept crying in his eyes, "Lindy, he seems to be injured, woo..."
Chapter completed!
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