The entire Camp Nou stadium was silent. These die-hard Red and Blue fans simply could not accept what was happening in front of them. This guy who had been attacked by his partners and showed no resistance and showed cowardly actually started to attack in the Camp Nou, the holy place in his mind.
A massacre that shocked the world.
Barcelona fans have no idea that it was the behavior of some of them that angered the prince and made this homeboy who didn't want to cause trouble break out. Now they have regretted it.
However, the prince did not settle the matter but chose to remain unyielding and continued his horrific attacks when the Barcelona players had basically completely collapsed.
The Barcelona players, who are like zombies, have no intention of playing now. After being severely hit, their only idea is to end the game early and find a deserted place to lick their wounds, or find some sexy and bold girls to comfort the injured with physical communication.
soul.
When the first half progressed to normal, Chelsea once again found a good opportunity to score. Joe Cole's pass was blocked by Alves, and Deco's corner kick was met by Drogba. The prince was like
A fox-like figure in the penalty area suddenly appeared in front of the goal and kneed the ball into the Barcelona goal.
At this time, everyone in Camp Nou was already numb, and they didn't even bother to use boos and insults to deal with this guy who had humiliated them time and time again.
However, adhering to the good habit of beating a drowned dog, the prince continued to celebrate in the presence of all Camp Nou fans before he vented his anger. He once again stretched out his palm and five fingers, shaking and shaking. It seemed like
It's like some kind of curse.
The Barcelona fans had already understood the meaning of his action, and their anger was rising and their faces were extremely ugly.
But no matter how angry they are, so what? The prince's performance as if he were a god descending from heaven has already caused fear in their hearts. They don't even dare to make a sound of dissatisfaction. They are afraid that this man who plays the role of the God of Death will continue to play at Camp Nou.
Continue the slaughter.
If they retreat, will the prince let them go? Obviously not, the prince has not yet fulfilled his promise of a slap.
When the Barcelona players saw that the prince was still actively fighting for the ball, they broke out completely. Those who were originally absent-minded now focused all their hatred on the prince.
This guy is going too far, doesn't he know how to restrain himself? Since you don't want us to have an easy time, then we want you to look good.
The prince's behavior was like poking a hornet's nest. Not to mention that when the ball was at his feet, he was knocked down savagely by his opponent. He even had hidden mischief moves. Even playing soy sauce on the court would be "accidentally" by an opponent player passing by.
Bumping or making close contact with elbows, there is no good spot anywhere on the body.
However, Barcelona's little tricks aroused the prince's desire for revenge. The more Barcelona's little tricks, the bigger the prince's anger bar accumulated, and towards the end of the first half, it finally reached the critical point of explosion.
When the fourth official on the sidelines raised the electronic sign for stoppage time, the prince also rushed to the midfield and raised his right hand. He was asking his teammates for the ball.
Deco decisively handed the ball to the prince, who was like a god today. He never thought that his old club would be ravaged like this today, and there was no trace of the style of a wealthy family.
The prince stepped on the football, flicked it in an instant, and passed between Yaya Toure and Xavi, without even leaving the opponent a chance to foul.
After crossing the first barrier of the double defensive midfielders, the prince continued to march towards the hinterland of Barcelona. The goal standing behind the already trembling Valdes was the prince's final goal.
However, as soon as the prince's acceleration was completed, Puyol, who rushed from the side, was knocked to the ground with a dangerous move that is prohibited in wrestling matches and rolled several meters away. For a moment, it felt like stars were surrounding his head.
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The Chelsea players could no longer restrain their emotional outbursts. Although the Barcelona players were too aggressive towards the prince just now, they didn't do anything too much and could be forgiven. But now they can no longer let it go. They must pay the price.
Drogba, who was the first to rush over, pushed the Golden Retriever to the ground with one palm, and the Golden Retriever Lion King, who had no compunction after the foul, was pushed to the ground. After that, players from both sides pushed and shoved, and the scene became chaotic.
The prince was not seriously injured, although Puyol's actions were brutal. But after all, the prince had systematic assistance, and the injury tendency was minimized. From his debut to now, he has basically not missed any games due to injuries.
The prince stood up to stop his angry teammates and picked up the football from the referee.
"Is there no problem with the free kick?" the prince asked the referee expressionlessly.
"Well, well, no problem!" The referee nodded hastily.
The two sides did not continue to argue. The Barcelona players were busy arranging the wall, while the Chelsea teammates were waiting to see the show.
The prince didn't care whether Barcelona's human wall was far enough away. When the referee signaled that the ball could be served, the prince didn't even take a run-up. He exerted force on the spot and saw the ball draw an arc around the human wall that was jumping in vain, and also crossed over.
Valdez made a flying save and got into the goal without any suspense.
After the goal, the prince was picked up by Drogba before he could even scream. His teammates also gathered around him, their faces full of pride.
"Put me down, or carry me to the side of the stage." The prince said to Drogba, who was grinning from ear to ear.
Naturally, the elephant king would not let go of this opportunity to show his face, so he carried the prince like Wu Zixu lifting a cauldron in a few steps to the side of the field near the stands.
The prince stretched out his hands on Drogba's shoulders and shook his open-fingered palms towards the stands again. His intention was obvious, which was to completely humiliate the fans who had made him extremely bored.
However, the boos he thought he would remember did not come, because from below, the fans' faces were full of absent-minded expressions, as if they still could not accept the fact that this team was slaughtered.
The prince also lost interest in continuing. When the referee blew the half-time whistle, he returned to the locker room talking and laughing with his teammates.
On the other side, the Barcelona players were without any energy, with their heads hanging down as if they were dead mothers.
"You guys are really awesome today. That's Barcelona, not Pisa. You actually scored 5 goals in one half. Oh my god, I decided to be your fan today. Come on, honey, don't pity me!"
Joe Cole looked exaggerated as soon as he entered the locker room.
The teammates nodded in agreement. This guy was simply possessed by the devil today. Of course, that was for Barcelona.
"Jose, you should rest in the second half, otherwise I am afraid that you will continue to be treated brutally if you have offended the public in Barcelona. The team is at a critical moment now. It is not good news if you are injured at this time." Scolari came in for the first time.
In a word, the prince must be replaced.
Scolari's love and hatred for the prince are now at an extreme, but this substitution is really for the prince. The prince is indeed very likely to face Barcelona's killing tactics in the second half, and Puyol's brutal foul just now is
The best proof.
Scolari cannot lack the performance of Prince now. Without Prince, he cannot play at all. At the last moment of the team's pursuit of the championship, he really cannot lose the powerful fighting force of Prince. The tragedy of the massacre in the first half today is
He did it all by himself.
The prince nodded expressionlessly. He had completely vented his anger and other negative emotions in the first half, and had completely destroyed Barcelona's willpower. There was no point in not playing in the second half. It would be better to let a few
Let your teammates perform well.
In the second half, the prince sat on the bench and quietly watched his teammates play. There was no suspense in this game. No one thought that the Catalan giants, who had lost their fighting spirit, would equalize the score or score in the second half.
To win, it would be great if we could keep the current score. Judging from the current situation, this may be a luxury hope.
The Barcelona fans in the stands were no longer thinking about the game. Looking at the man on the visiting team's bench who was as motionless as the wind, the bitterness in their hearts could not be suppressed. It was this man who was as cold as a storm who slapped him hard at Camp Nou.
They slapped each other, and each finger represented a goal. When had the Catalan giants been humiliated like this?
Unlike Scolari who loved and hated the prince, they hated and feared him. What they wanted most was for this man to leave the city as soon as possible and never come back again. They couldn't afford to hurt him.
The second half of the game was uneventful, with the home team losing any fighting spirit and the away team enjoying the game. Finally, Drogba scored a goal and the Blues Chelsea, who were on an expedition to Catalonia, ended with an exaggerated victory.
The bloody score nailed the giant Barcelona on the totem pole of shame.
When the game ended, Chelsea's bench was filled with excitement, and Prince Wang, the biggest hero of the game, was stood up by his teammates to play an alley-oop game without any regard for the feelings of the visiting team's fans.
"Today we lost for no reason, or we lost to you alone. I think after today's game, yesterday's hatred should be over. Congratulations!" When the prince was put down by his teammates,
Puyol walked over with a calm expression. "Besides, I'm sorry for that foul. Fortunately, you're fine."
"Maybe, but I really don't like it here." The prince said lightly.
The prince should not be too indifferent to his teammates in the national team, and Puyol is also an aboveboard person. The prince's anger today mainly stems from those extreme fans, and has no direct relationship with the Barcelona players.
"We will not give up. Don't think that everything will be fine if we win today. We will see you in London!" Puyol put down his harsh words and turned around and left. Under the light of the light, his broad back looked extremely firm.
Maybe the next game will be really hard to play, the prince thought to himself. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
