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Chapter 480 Evening?(1/2)

"Mario, I'm sorry to inform you that you are no longer planned this season."

The man's eyebrows were lowered, and it seemed that this decision was a bit painful for him.

"Why? I'm only 30?" He had already written his anger on his face and asked loudly, "Is it because you said you needed me, but now I'm not in the plan again?"

Santana, who just ended his five-year contract with Florence, couldn't believe it.

After joining Naples as free, he was told before the season that he was not in the plan?

What international jokes are you making?

The main reason for choosing Napoli is to participate in the Champions League.

Hoho, now, it all looks like a joke.

"But you have another choice. Go to England, Everton is willing to rent you." The man's voice was still calm, but he was a little regretful.

...

Santana, who was running, was filled with anger whenever he recalled this conversation.

He did not come to Everton on his own.

But since he has come, he will do his best again.

Slap those people in the face.

Seeing Fellaini pass the ball to himself.

He leaned on Barnes, stuck his position tightly, and looked at Lucas who was preparing to come up to assist in defense.

"Mario!"

A familiar roar rang out.

That's what my teammates need his voice.

In an instant, the football became slower in his eyes.

In a trance, he felt that his body seemed to be back at the age of 25.

The years that galloped across the Apennine Peninsula.

The outside of the right foot gently pulled the football against the outside of the foot.

It was like an obedient child, the football rolled along his outer instep and landed gently on the right side.

Pass between Lucas and Enrique and continue forward.

He thrust his hips and squeezed away Enrique's small movement.

Use your left foot as support.

Complete the 180-degree turn directly on the spot.

The right foot that was stepping down again instantly exerted force.

The man ball has been divided!

"Oh my God, Santana actually passed by!" James looked shocked as Liverpool's sidewalk was actually broken through.

Of course, domestic fans are starting to get very awkward.

How did the Santana 2000 go through?

Although Enrique has not performed well since he came to our army.

Even in the Premier League, they can only barely rank in the top five.

But it is still a bit too much to be scored by the man ball like this. The opponent is still a 30-year-old veteran!

Lindy suddenly became alert, "Lucas! Hurry!"

2-defense 1 on the side, how did this be passed?

He glanced at Saha and Cahill in front of him, and had an ominous premonition.

"Coates!"

Lindy just pointed at Santana and wanted Coates to make up for defense.

But the opponent suddenly accelerated and rushed into the penalty area.

This time, everyone became nervous.

Especially the young Coates.

After holding his hands, he looked at the other person with a serious face.

"Santana is extremely fast and has entered the penalty area."

"Look at what he will do with this ball."

"The teammates who surrounded the middle lane have all been in place."

Facing the young Coates, Santana strode his right foot and acts as he goes down.

Coates' heart tightened and he directly stepped on his feet to intercept him.

But Santana stretched out his feet to pull the ball and was about to turn around to make the ball.

"Beep~"

Cheers rang out in the audience.

Referee Roberts trotted away the Liverpool player who rushed up.

Point your finger to 12 yards!

"Punishment!"

"Oh, the law enforcement referee Roberts of this game gave a penalty!"

"Liverpool is in trouble, let's take a look at the slow motion replay."

The fans in front of the TV were in anger.

When I saw Coates stepping down, it seemed to "rub" Santana's feet.

The latter immediately ejected and fell to the ground in pain with his feet in his arms.

"This... Strictly speaking, if you don't encounter football, you should be a foul." James had to admit it.

"Santana, 30, has a lot of experience. It's just that she fell to the ground, which is a bit too exaggerated."

Xiao Ma looked angry: "This is obviously a fake fall, and he just rubbed it and cried and shouted!"

On the field

Everton's players seemed very excited and came forward to hug Santana to celebrate.

"Mario, it's great!"

Santana also smiled and hugged his teammates, which was awesome.

Daglish looked solemn and listened to the laughter of the Everton fans in the stands behind him: "Laugh, I hope you can still laugh at the end of the game."

Lindy was still talking to the referee: "It's just a normal slight physical contact, how could it be a penalty?"

"Look at his falling to the ground again, it's too exaggerated. It's obviously too acting. Is this filming Downton Abbey?" (Note 1)

Referee Robertson almost couldn't help laughing.

The corners of his mouth twitched and he didn't say anything.

He signaled Lindy to be fine, otherwise he would have to play the cards.

Lindy had no choice but to see this.

He walked to De Gea and said, "Don't be nervous, be excited, this is a derby. If you can save it, you will be the hero of Liverpool!"

De Gea swayed his limbs while adjusting his breathing.

"Not nervous, no nervous."

Lindy suddenly thought of something, turned around and muttered in De Gea's ear.

Suddenly, De Gea's eyes, who had been constantly adjusting his breathing, shone brightly.

He took a deep breath and high-five.

It looks confident.

"We see Lindy keeps cheering De Gea."

"This kind of derby is the most test of the player's mentality. If this penalty can be saved, De Gea will inevitably have new growth."

"The veteran Saha took the penalty personally."

The man in front of De Gea put the football at the free throw point and slowly retreated.

His shaking body also calmed down.

His eyes were staring at the other person's eyes.
To be continued...
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