Golden Greenery

Everyone knows that survival is often crueler than fate, but no one is willing to admit defeat. We are all constantly rushing and forgetting the way out.

Gold medal undercover Lukaku was completely confused when the score was equalized.

In the 45+2 stoppage time of the first half, Manchester United counterattacked. Rojo made a long pass from the left side of the midfield and directly hit Manchester City's penalty area.

Although Lukaku's position was not bad, he certainly would not ruin Sir Gua's good deeds. So when Rojo took off his foot, he pretended to diagnose the spot and moved two steps outward without going to confront Otamendi. Scramble.

Sure enough, Rojo passed to where Lukaku was originally, which was above Otamendi's head.

Lukaku breathed a sigh of relief. On the surface, it was Otamendi who cleared the ball, but in fact it was him who calmly defused Manchester United's attack.

However, Otamendi came through. No one resisted him, and the football rubbed his scalp as he took off and continued to move diagonally forward.

Lukaku was shocked: This was a textbook undercover move. It turned out that he was the mole!

Immediately afterwards, Lukaku was refreshed his knowledge again.

Delph, who was positioned on the left side of Otamendi, also had no Manchester United offensive player next to him. Rashford was still five meters away from him, but Delph raised his leg to intercept the ball, but it also missed the ball. The football missed his feet. Keep going without any hindrance.

Lukaku's scalp exploded.

Delph stopped the ball so poorly that an eight-year-old girl could not have done it even after three days of football lessons. If he wasn't a mole, Lukaku would have eaten the football alive.

It turns out that I wronged Zhuo Yang, and Fabian Delph was the real mole. Sorry, Lao Zhuo, you are a good person and you even treated me to dinner.

Otamendi went up and Delph made a mistake in the clearance. Rashford received the ball on the left side of the penalty area and volleyed Ederson from a reverse angle. The score was 1:1.

You Delph, you are hiding too deep, now I will see where you run!

At the end of the first half, the Manchester City Derby was temporarily tied.

The players walked towards the tunnel in a sparse manner, and Lukaku, who had already made up his mind, deliberately dragged behind, waiting for Delph to come over.

"So it's you?" Lukaku whispered.

Delph's steps obviously stagnated for a moment, but years of experience as an undercover agent helped him quickly return to normal.

He also said in a deep voice: "Give me a chance."

"How to give?"

"I didn't have a choice before, now I want to be blue," Delph said.

"Okay." Lukaku said: "Tell this to the Blue Moon fans and tell Sir Gua."

"Does that mean you want me to die?"

"You are not me, so you don't understand." Lukaku said, "I'm sorry, once I am blue, I will always be blue."

Lukaku quickened his pace and walked away. He didn't want to hear Delph's explanation anymore. Who hasn’t been bitter about being an undercover agent? This is originally a world where one cannot help himself.

Delph is not necessarily a bad person, and Lukaku is not necessarily a good person, they just have different stances. The world shouldn't be like this, and being a human being shouldn't be like this. It was agreed upon for three years, and three years later, another three years, and three years later, another three years.

It’s been almost ten years, boss.

I also want to be a good person and return to pure blue, but this world doesn't give me a chance.

Lukaku racked his brains to think about how to pass this crucial information to Sir Gua in time, but when he was approaching the door of the locker room, he was suddenly bumped into.

Before he could react, he heard a whisper in his ear: "Sir Gua asked me to tell you, don't alert the snake, he already knows. Your first priority is to continue to hide yourself, and then look for suitable opportunities to contribute."

It's Nicolas Otamendi!

Lukaku and Otamendi stood back to back on both sides of the tunnel, each pretending to look at the posters on the wall.

"Aren't you Uncle Psy's undercover agent?"

"Of course I am." Otamendi said: "But do you really think that the own-goal assist just now was your fault alone?"

Lukaku suddenly remembered that a few minutes ago in front of his own goal, he originally wanted to assist Zhuoyang but assisted David Silva's goal. Although Otamendi was stuck in front of him, he did not jump up and meet him. Fighting for the top, but squeezing back very covertly. In this way, he appears to be under pressure, and the own assist becomes more like a mistake.

It turns out that Otamendi was covering Lukaku's identity. And he also used an impersonation to completely expose Delph's identity as the mole.

Lukaku suddenly realized that Otamendi was an undercover undercover. He was the undercover that Sir Gua sent to Uncle Psy as an undercover, and was sent back to Manchester City. He was a mole among moles, a diamond-level mole.

High, really high! Otamendi is the real talent. Compared with him, not to mention himself, even Chen Yongren and Yu Zecheng are just childish.

Lukaku's heart was full of excitement, and he accepted the new task calmly.

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In terms of undercover training, Guardiola is smarter than Mourinho, and he is bolder in tactical choices.

During the halftime break, Kompany felt some discomfort in his knee joint. Lao Gua did not dare to be careless and replaced him.

But instead of using Mangala for the matchup, Gundogan was replaced, and Fernando was withdrawn to play as a central defender. As a result, Manchester City's offensive ability in the frontcourt has not been damaged, but has been strengthened to a certain extent.

And Mourinho was not idle either. He replaced Rojo with Lindelof, which made Lukaku confused.

Based on Psy's suspicious character, Lukaku analyzed that Lindelof was found guilty of not starting the game, just like Mkhitaryan who was abandoned. Now it seems that Psy has cleared the suspicion of Lindelof and suspects Rojo?

"Romero."

Uncle Bird was calling him, and Lukaku's heart skipped a beat.

"What?"

"Our goal..." Uncle Psy gestured in the direction: "It was over there in the first half."

"I know."

"Here for the second half."

"Yes."

Uncle Bird said: "Stop remembering the wrong thing."

"OK."

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In the second half of the game, with the cooperation of a group of undercovers and counter-undercovers, Manchester City continued to take the absolute initiative on the field.

The fifth defensive midfielder tripped Zhuoyang and received a yellow card. Manchester City got a free kick.

David Silva lobbed into the penalty area from a long distance, and his accuracy was so bad that Lukaku suspected that he was also an undercover agent.

The ball was passed to the back point, where there were only two people, one offensive and one defensive, with Jesus on the outside and Lukaku on the inside.

Lukaku, who was in the red camp and worried about the blue, knew that the opportunity to serve Sir Melon had come. He did not hesitate, raised his thick right leg and hit the football.

However, the clever Lukaku did not aim at the open field in the frontcourt, but instead aimed at the butt of teammate Smalling in the center of the penalty area.

The little monster's kicking skills were impeccable, and one kick almost caused an anal fissure in Smallin.

The football bounced in front of the goal. Zhuoyang turned over and flew into the air, using a flying kite-style prone shot to penetrate the goal that was close at hand.

2:1, Manchester City once again took the lead in the away game, Zhuo Yang completed 16 consecutive hits.

The respected gold medal undercover Lukaku once again hid his inner joy, hiding his merit and fame.

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