Real Madrid fans behind Liverpool's goal have stood up together.

Not only them, but all the fans watching this game were all holding their breath and did not dare to show off.

Especially Liverpool fans, I was relieved when I saw Lindy following Ronaldo.

But when I saw this scene, I felt my heartbeat beating violently.

Daglish also gave up his entanglement with the fourth official and slowly walked back to his "buffer zone" and watched his side's half.

Lindy had turned around and looked at the two of them passing by in front of her eyes.

In that ten thousandth of a second, Lindy had already thought of many possibilities.

Will the ball fall at the feet of Magic Flute? Will it fall at the bottom or cut inward?

He didn't even know whether Carragher behind him had run into place.

Take a gamble!

Lindy closed her eyes and opened it again suddenly.

The person in front of him is the Magic Flute!

Lindy directly ignored Ronaldo's running position and directly followed the Magic Flute.

As expected, the football was still at the feet of Magic Flute. Lindy kicked decisively and did not give the opponent any chance to continue dribbling.

Just the next moment, the audience exclaimed.

Modric knocked his heel and Lindy directly brought down the magic flute.

The football has reached Ronaldo's feet. Lindy turned her head and saw that Carragher had no time to change direction and directly hit Ronaldo head-on.

The latter fell down again.

Hold!

Lindy cursed in her heart, and the referee's whistle also rang.

Penalty!

"Royce!"

"Punishment!"

"C Ronaldo fell into the penalty area, Carragher's foul!"

"In the 20th minute of the game, Real Madrid got an excellent opportunity to equalize the score."

"I have to say that Modric and Ronaldo's cooperation is perfect."

"This season, Modric, who just transferred from White Hart Lane to the Bernabeu, will become Real Madrid's most successful transfer."

"In the previous season, Real Madrid basically relied on the connection between defense and offense from Kaka and others, but it is obvious that Mourinho has handed this task to Modric now."

Lindy was not upset at all after getting up. As the captain of the team, he had to negotiate with the referee as soon as possible.

"This must be another fake fall. Carragher touched the football first!" Lindy spoke fluent Spanish. Today's referee was Spanish Antonio Matteu Laos.

The latter smiled faintly. He admired Lindy's way of communicating with familiar language, but this would not affect his punishment.

"I know, I see it very clearly, this is a penalty!"

Antonio pointed to his eyes and signaled Lindy to retreat.

Carrag also hugged his head and came up with an incredible look on his face.

But none of this can change the referee's penalty. Mourinho on the sidelines put his hands in his pockets, his face full of seriousness, without any expression.

Real Madrid's penalty kicks were basically punished by Ronaldo, let alone such opportunities he created himself.

Gerald came up and stood beside Lindy, just about to comfort Lindy.

But he saw something different in Lindi's eyes, as if the opponent's attack had stimulated Lindi just now.

Ronaldo held the football and faced De Gea overnight.

"The ball has entered!"

"Royce tied the score for Real Madrid!"

Lao Zhan's tone was plain and he was even unwilling to say more about it.

Everyone watched Ronaldo rushed towards the corner flag area and jumped high against Real Madrid fans.

“Siu~~~”

The familiar voice sounded at the Louis II Stadium, and the Madrid night sky became brighter.

Mourinho even made an uppercut, which was the counterattack he wanted!

Lindy ran directly to the goal and pulled up De Gea, who was a little unhappy: "It's okay, leave it to me!"

Then he took out the football directly from the goal and jogged towards the center circle: "One more!"

Simple language is the most true portrayal of his heart.

Gerald quickly followed: "Come on, fuck them one more!"

Carragher gave himself a few harsh face, as if he would feel better.

Others followed.

Lindy was the first to rush to the center circle, smashed the ball hard towards the kick-off point, stepped on it, and looked at Real Madrid's goal.

A gust of night wind blew, bringing a hint of coolness to this hot summer.

But when this night wind blew across Lindy, it seemed to be affected by the aura on his body, and the air and vision became slightly distorted.

Suarez could feel Lindi's body seemed to tremble slightly.

That's...excitement?

After Liverpool re-telephoned, some changes also occurred.

It should be said that it has become more offensive.

The attacking bloodline, which was pressed by Daglish, seemed to begin to slowly raise his head.

The 22nd minute of the game.

Yes, it only took two minutes.

But Real Madrid feels like 10 minutes have passed.

Griezmann and Gerald's two consecutive long shots were of extremely high quality!

Although it did not break through Real Madrid's goal, it made the fans frightened.

At this time, Lindi's light change of direction passed Alonso, and Khedira in front of him was retreating step by step, worried that she would be the next one.

But Lindy just was unreasonable and directly shot at the goal 35 meters away!

"Bang!"

Khdira felt a gust of wind blowing through her side.

The next second, his heart was hit hard like all Real Madrid fans at the scene.

"Dong!"

St. Cassi's fingertips barely touched the football.

"Saint Cassi!"

"Raising the fire to burn the sky!"

James was so excited that he trembled. I don’t know if it was because the football failed to enter or because the save was so beautiful.

The hearts of Real Madrid were calmed down, but they heard bursts of cheers suddenly sounding on the stadium.

Ronaldo saw that Lindi was moving forward while constantly waving his hands.

The cheers on the fans on the scene were louder.

A Liverpool fan suddenly took off his shirt and stepped on the railing on the edge of the stands.

He waved the flag in his hand fiercely and began to sing loudly with his companions around him.

When the camera was given to him, who else could it be if it weren't for Reed?

Melodious singing sounded along with the flying flag:

Whenyouwalkthroughstorm

....

The familiar music once again floated into the ears of the Red Army players.

It's a war song!

It's also a horn!

Even Ronaldinho on the sidelines felt his heart surging.
To be continued...