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Volume 5 Red and Black Years Volume 5 Red and Black Years Chapter 69 The final decisive battle, His Royal Highness Andrew, is your sickle ready?

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After a simple process, Nan returned to the court and stood in the middle

The north stands at Green Penalty Stadium were in full swing --

"Andre!!! Andre!!! His Highness Andre!!! The unique Andre!!!" The emotions of Italian fans reached their peak!!

The flash of the Green Penalty Stadium is as graceful as the bright stars in the Milky Way, shining the stars in the night sky of Cape Town...

Looking south towards the Italian fans' stands, he raised his right arm and made a V-shaped gesture... With a rumbling sound, the entire court trembled violently again...

The Brazilians can even feel the bloody scene of the Apennine cavalry holding a cross sword and a spear, stepping on the horse...

The scene was crossed, and on the big screen of the court appeared on the sidelines, quietly waiting for the real king -

Hercules Cup!!!

...

Italy was completely crazy... When it was closest to the championship trophy, the Brazilian team, who was beaten, was a little tired of dealing with it...

This can be seen from the substitution of Dunga. (->The Brazilians are already in chaos...

The purpose of replacing Diego with Louisson is to strengthen defense and add an additional barrier in the backcourt... and then after scoring the goal to record the history of the "Bruce-Li Soul-Entitled" in the Brazilian national team head coach replaced Alves, the Brazilian team's most active running on the court...

...

The live camera also pointed the camera at the two head coaches on the side of the court. The director interestingly switched between the two and back-and-forth--

If sitting on the bench and holding the chin with both hands is a wise and meditative speech;

On the other side, with hands in their pockets, walking around the sidelines, roaring at the stadium from time to time, Dunga was angered Doberman in a manic period...

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Xiangnan looked at Louis Song beside him and ran a distance to the right. Seeing Louis Song following him step by step, he stopped running and swam slowly near the penalty area...

Xiangnan has been running for about 95 minutes, and his physical strength has begun to be overdrawn. Louis Song, who has just appeared on the bench, is physically, if Xiangnan is a tired lion, Louis Song is the "sexually interesting" Bull...

Yes, that's about what it means...

Dunga shouted loudly on the sidelines, "Louisson... keep an eye on Andre... keep an eye on him!!!"

The head coach of the Brazilian national team waved his arm!!

Dunga already knew very well that this was a highly dangerous guy. Don't look at Nan now harmless, just a flash... will--

Bloody throat sealed!!

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I lifted up the jersey in the south and wiped the raindrops on my forehead. The rain began to slow down... The night wind blew on my wet body and began to get a little cold...

He licked the rain at the corner of his mouth, spitted on the turf... licked his lips south...

He raised his head and looked at the golden ‘Hercules Cup’ on the side of the court!!!

Our Highness Andre, the King of Pluto, is stimulating himself with the "Hercules Cup"!!!

go ahead!!

Andrey who never gives up!!

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Pirlo's long pass was transferred, Marcisio took off the ball, turned around one and a half in place, shook Ellano and passed the ball to Qiao Wenke. Qiao Wenke inserted it at high speed, and after getting the ball, he advanced like a proud layman, towards the sideline like a proud layman...

Near the baseline, Qiao Wenke suddenly braked suddenly, stepped on the ball on the spot, then pulled and dunked, and then shook the gap, and a curved ball passed into the penalty area...

A blue shadow rushed towards the ball. Giuseppe Rossi jumped high and grabbed the point. When the back of his head rubbed, the ball suddenly changed direction and rotated towards the upper right corner of the goal...

Cesar was very focused. He was like a Batman, spreading his flesh wings and blocking the ball. The ball jumped to the back point...

Xiangnan turned his back to the goal and tried to barb the shot, but Thiago Silva pulled it secretly, and the ball was rubbed by Xiangnan's instep and bounced to the side...

A rumbling sound!!

Italian fans stood up!!

A blue shadow almost kicked towards the ball against the turf, just like a beautiful putter in a snooker...

pretty!!!

"g-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-a-a-a-a-a-a-a--l!!! Pirlo!!! Andre-Pirlo!!! This Brescia man stood up!!! He is a real man!!! Great moments and great places great goals!!! Ann... de... ray... Pier... ello!!! g-o-o-o-o-a-a-ll... dada dada! 3!!! Italy overtook the score for the first time in this game!!! Great Italy!!! "Phillips once again made his loud voice, and believed that this special night, this man with a "sun-like voice" will be remembered...

Accompanied by Phillips' passionate voice, the atmosphere in the field reached a boiling point again... Pirlo ran to the sidelines and waved his arms wildly. The Italian "Lion King" roared the biggest roar at this moment!!

Italian fans kept waving the huge "green, white and red" three-color flags and sang loudly. At this time, the scene suddenly gathered on the large banner of His Highness Andre...

The name of Pirlo is called Andre-Pirlo, and there is only one letter difference between Andre and the south-facing Andre----

The fearful Brazilian suddenly appeared, maybe they had to face the two His Highness Andre...

Xiangnan ran over and hugged Pirlo tightly, while AC Milan midfielder touched Xiangnan's wet head and shouted loudly...

Lippi raised his right arm hard!!

However, his actions easily remind people of the famous "Nazi ceremony"...

‘Hi…His Highness Pluto…!!!’

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In the first minute of the game, Italy and Brazil overtook the first time...

Xiangnan was so excited that he hugged his teammates and shouted loudly. The Italian men came to the side of the court and roared wildly...

Brazilian captain Kaka had to walk to referee Michelle to protest against the Italian celebration being too timed...

Kaka pointed at Xiangnan and Pirlo, who were waving his fists frantically...

This action aroused strong dissatisfaction from the Italian fans in the stands... The harsh booing sounded... You know, in this game, in terms of delaying time, the Brazilians are definitely qualified to be the Italian list.

...

The competition continues...

Ellano made a quick pass. After Robinho stopped the ball in his chest, he looked up and Ambrosini came over to press. On the other side, Grosso also ran over. Now, Robinho has two options, directly breaking hard, or passing the ball to the other side, reaching out to ask for the ball Fabiano...

The 'old man of bicycle' did not pass the ball after all. Robinho used his knee to slam the ball, and the ball rushed over and just over Ambrosini's head. The Brazilian quickly wiped it from Ambrosini, pointed it lightly with his forehead, and then picked the ball, passed it and rushed over Grosso...

The whole move was done in one go, and even Xiangnan, who saw all this in the midfield, had to admit that Robinho's skills were comparable to himself...

A spike on the left foot, and in the blink of an eye the ball hits the right foot... Gambellini came up...

"God!! Robinho is in the penalty area, in the Italian penalty area, he is like a dwarf warrior who can dance lace!!!" Rossi exclaimed... However, I believe that Robinho will not like this admiring aria...

One second later!!

"Scam!! Robinho, this liar, he is a liar... This is an obvious fake fall... I don't understand why the Slovaks can't see... shameless liar... third-rate acting skills, first-class effect..." This is the voice of a commentator on an Italian local TV station!!!

Back to the game!!

Referee Michelle is like a lighthouse, pointing his fingers straight at it--

Penalty point!!!

And he showed a yellow card to Gambellini!!!

Hoosh!!!

The Green Penalty Stadium exploded like a gunpowder depot!!

The Italian player rushed to referee Michelle to protest the penalty... On the other side, the Brazilian player was already cheering wildly, and Dunga punched the bench roof...

There was a sound of thunder!!!

"Mr. Referee... This penalty does not exist!!" Xiangnan held his hands behind his back and protested to the referee... Beside him, Gambellini was almost crying with anger...

The referee Yaoyao pointed at the penalty spot unwaveringly!!

...

At this time, on the big screen of the stadium, what had just given birth was repeatedly played!!!

After Robinho dunked Gambellini, he stabbed the ball forward, and then, what people saw was the Brazilian who fell in the penalty area...

The slow motion was played several times in a row, but I couldn't figure out whether there was any physical contact with Gambellini beside him at the moment when Robinho fell...

Therefore, according to the principle of strong offense, the penalty kick awarded by the referee Michel seems to be too controversial...

...

Kaka stood at the penalty spot!!

He looked solemn!!!

In the stands, Brazilian fans were already praying...

...

Xiangnan put his hands on his hips, and in the midfield, he looked at the Brazilian who was about to take the penalty from a distance, looking unwilling!!

Xiangnan felt a flame called anger burning his internal organs in his chest!!!

The fists are clenched tightly!!

...

Michelle's whistle sounded...

Kaka runs up!!

Shooting!!

The ball kicked in the middle!!

Buffon made a wrong judgment and rushed to the right!!

"g-o-o-a-a-a--l!!! Kaka! Kaka!! The penalty kick was scored!!!!!! The Brazilian equalized the score in 1c4 minutes... This was really a crazy game..." Phillips' voice sounded... but, the 'Sun Man' seemed a little unexcited enough...

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Brazilian fans were celebrating crazy... The pleasure of surviving the disaster made Samba's soul jump in the flames...

Italian fans were a little depressed... Italian fans who were slutty began to sit down slowly...

only!!

Boom!!!

The whole North Stand is crazy!!

"Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao

"Long live Italy!!! Attack!!! Italy!!! Our Lord Andre!!!! Ao hoo hoo hoo!!!"

The entire North Stand was completely crazy!!

All this is just because the black man No. 9 came to the sidelines---

Raise your right arm!!!

A crazy roar!!!

Yes!!!

We are not afraid of everything!!

We will never give up!!

We persevere!!

We are fearless!!

we love you---

His Highness Andre, the King of Pluto!!!

Guide us--

go ahead!!

attack!!

Attack!!!

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After being tied, the somewhat depressed Italian player looked at the statue standing on the sidelines, like a real king who accepted the cheers of his subjects!!

At this moment, everyone felt a stream of passionate blood in their hearts!!

...

The Brazilian was cheering and was stunned by this sudden situation... It seemed that the goal was Brazil...

Someone started to get pregnant?

Someone is starting to fear!!

...The scene shot is tightly frozen on the cheeks of the south-facing face---

He is so focused!!

Following the look of the south, the camera lens finally appeared---

The golden ‘Hercules Cup’!!!

Andrei's Cup of Life!!!

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Lippi sat on the bench. At this time, the whistle sounded at the end of the first half of the overtime game... There was no rest, and soon, the second half of the overtime game was about to start...

"Marcelo... Andre is really mature!!!" Italian assistant coach Pesotti looked quietly at the rocky man in the stadium...

Lippi's image of not speaking and contemplative appeared again in the eyes of fans all over the world...

On the other side, Dunga finally sat quietly on the bench. His eyes were on Xiangnan. He could see that Xiangnan should have lost his strength and could not run anymore...

However, even such a man, Lippi did not replace him, just because every move towards the south could cause the high fighting spirit of the whole Italian team and the crazy cheers of the Italian fans in the stands...

At this moment, Andre is not just a name!!

The spiritual pillar of Italy!!

A man who never gives up...

It's cute!!

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Xiangnan received a straight pass from Pirlo, and moved the ball to the right, then hit the left, then stepped on the spot and stopped urgently!!

pretty!!!

A series of movements made Maikon stagger, Xiangnan flashed out the opportunity to shoot, and could already see Cesar's face. Although it was about 29 meters away from the goal, Xiangnan swung his right foot without any hesitation...

The right calf, like a tight spring, thrust hard into the middle of the ball, and suddenly roared the ball towards the goal, even making the Brazilian right back feel that the cheeks were hurt by the airflow of the ball...

Shooting like a meteor!!!

When Cesar raised his eyes and looked at this side, he was already highly vigilant. The confrontation in the Serie A arena and Xiangnan's perfect performance in this game forced Brazil's national goal to be careful...

Cesar made a prediction in advance!!

"Great save!! Cesar is a hero, he made merit!! He made merit!!! I can even feel the great unwillingness and regret deep in Andre's heart!!! Attack Andre!!! Attack!! There is still time for the game!!! Immortal Italy!! Great Andre!!! Your Highness, Pluto, where is your sickle? Where is your sickle? Where is your sickle?!!!!!!!" Phillips suddenly became crazy. Maybe it was Xiangnan's unwillingness to hold his head, maybe it was Xiangnan's extremely disappointed but extremely hot eyes that instantly excited. Maybe it was another reason... In short, Phillips was crazy and roaring!!!

Is there any reason to be crazy like this?!!!

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"His Highness Andre...Please raise your sickle!!!"

"His Highness Andre...Please raise your sickle!!!"

The Italian fans sang... and it started, a sad trumpet sound!!

Xiangnan grabbed his head, raised his head, and placed his right hand in his ear...

"His Highness Andre...Please raise your scythe!!!"

Boom!!

The entire court can be heard like the God of Death!!!

It makes people excited!!!

Xiangnan lifted the jersey and wiped his eyes -

Maybe it’s tears, maybe it’s raindrops!!

Don't care about him!!

His Highness Andre, the King of Pluto!!!

His sickle is still there!!

This is enough!!!

...

On the side of the court, Dunga was extremely irritated and the singing of Italian fans behind the Brazilian bench made him panic!!

"Sir, this situation must be stopped!! My players and I can no longer concentrate!!!"

The Brazilian team assistant coach walked to the fourth official and protested!!

The fourth official shrugged, "This is not my job...but, Mr. Brazilian coach...If you have the ability to shut them up...I'm happy..."

The Brazilian assistant coach looked at the crazy Italian fans with a look of disappointment, and shivered unnaturally... and stopped talking...

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At this time, there was some movement on the side of the Italian bench...

Lippi turned around and glanced at the bench, "Fabio, you go warm up... in one minute!!!"

"Okay, coach!!" After a second of his shock at being able to play in the final, Qualiarela reacted and jumped up excitedly, and warmed up on the sidelines under the leadership of Pesotti...

The scene also noticed the situation on the Italian bench...

"Quagliarera is warming up...Lippi is about to substitute people. Who will be replaced? Andre?" Phillips' voice sounded, but Phillips himself shook his head in an instant. This idea was so ridiculous. As long as Xiangnan was not injured, Italy would never replace his spiritual leader...

Phillips' troubles didn't last long...

In the 111th minute of the game, Italy substituted, Grosso was substituted, and Qualiarela came on the bench!!!

"God!! Lippi replaced Grosso and replaced a forward!!! Is he going to play three forwards? What should the Italian left back do? Is the Italian crazy? Is this the Italian team?" The Brazilian commentator in the commentator at the Green Penalty Stadium was shocked by Lippi's substitution...

The same question marks of surprise and incomprehension are also hovering in the minds of many commentators around the world...

However, if the Brazilians have carefully studied it, Italy's knockout stage game in the 2006 World Cup, they will definitely notice it. Starting from the semi-finals against Germany, the situation was stalemate on the court. Even in overtime, Lippi did not strengthen the defense, but made his team start to attack wildly...

Among them, Piero's goal in the semi-final against Germany is a classic example...

This is the unreasonable Latin man!!

Complex Italians!!

But these are not what Xiangnan has to consider...

attack!!

Only attack!!

Xiangnan roared like a beast in his heart!!!

My feet were as heavy as lead, and I felt my lung cavity almost burning in the winter night. Although the rain fell, it was that feeling...

His Highness Andre, the King of Pluto, is also tired!!

But sometimes, men grit their teeth--

We need to continue fighting!!

...

After Qualiarela came on the court, Ambrosini retreated to the left-back position. This strange formation stunned everyone...

...

Italy -----Occurrence!!!!!!

After Ambrosini got the ball, he walked forward and brought almost a low ball. The ball hit Pirlo's face...

Pirlo's foot arch controlled the ball, and his feet drew circles on the ball back and forth. Suddenly he leaned forward, shook his left foot with the trend, and made a move to pass the ball. After attracting Ellano's movement, he suddenly spiked the ball, accelerated, and wiped it from Ellano's side...

At this time, the frontcourt, Xiangnan had already started running, and the tired Highness of the Pluto stood up with a proud backbone---

His Highness Andre, is your sickle ready?

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ps: I am so tired today, there is no way to add updates... I have to go to the hospital tomorrow... I can guarantee that Xiaoqi will try my best to see if I can add updates... Are you still satisfied with this chapter?
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