Green Life

The warm atmosphere at Anfield began to ignite from the first minute, indicating that an extremely important game is going on here. Liverpool started like a tiger going down the mountain!

"Lierra wasted a good opportunity. Liverpool almost took the lead at the beginning of the game. They declared an attitude from the beginning that we will win!" Zhan Jun said emotionally.

Last year we beat you here, and this year we will still beat you!

Mark Qin recovered, Mandanda drove the ball to the left, Cahill overwhelmed the 163cm small Kone and pushed the ball back to the midfield. Today, both of their forwards are small, and it seems that they want to play fast With the ball at his feet, he wins by flexibility.

Alonso made a header relay and gave the ball to Mark Qin, who immediately passed the ball forward to attack again.

This is the established strategy of the tactics.

He ran to the left to receive the ball from Liera's kick. Facing the recovered Marseille midfielder Sheru, he hit his heel and handed it to Enrique who stepped in.

After a season of training in the Premier League, the "Bulls" are extremely sharp in defense and offense, supporting Liverpool's left corridor alone.

He is now the main left-back of the Spanish national team, and his development is much better than in his previous life.

Enrique ran to the bottom line with the ball, and Marseille's right back and right forward had to follow suit.

This gave Mark Qin the space on the wing.

After receiving Enrique's return, he immediately dribbled the ball inside and stuffed the ball from the middle of the right midfielder Ziani and Sherou to Liera in the corner of the penalty area.

Ziani is also less than 1.7 meters tall, and Mark Qin doesn't know why Egère likes small people so much this year.

There was no time to think that it was useless, Liera relied on his big body to get the ball with his back, and Ma Keqin quickly ran past Xie Lu and inserted into the middle.

This is obviously a two-over-two cooperation.

"Liverpool started off in a very good state, especially their superstars, who cooperated with each other and Xie Lu fell to the ground to tackle", Zhan Jun said watching Liverpool's smooth passing, "They are not going to give Marseille any respite"

He was right, Liverpool just wanted to beat Marseille from the start, to be stupid, to be crippled!

Liera's return was seen through by Xie Lu,

A chasing down tackle, just want to tackle the ball away.

Egère stood on the sidelines in a panic, Liverpool's opening attack was too crazy.

Ma Keqin stretched his left foot forward, slightly blocking Xie Lu's foot that fell to the ground to sweep the ball, and he also staggered, but he ignored the ball and continued to run towards the middle.

Mascherano pressed up, and pushed directly from behind to Mark Qin in front.

At this time, he had already run to the top of the penalty area and turned his back. Without pausing, he directly slammed the ball to Alonso who was bending his bow and nodding his arrow in the crowd.

"Alonso, long shot...", Peterson yelled.

With a bang, the ball passed Ma Keqin, who was out of the way urgently, and went straight to the crowd. The dull echo of "Duang" can be imagined how painful it was.

Ma Keqin didn't know who blocked it, anyway, the ball came back, and Marseille's defense quickly concentrated in the middle.

Mark Qin, who was at the top of the arc in the penalty area, just got the ball that popped up. Without even thinking about it, he flicked the outside instep and sent it to the right side of the penalty area. Gerrard strode in again.

"Also, Mark made a beautiful pass, Gerrard stopped the ball, Taiwo went up and blocked it with a tackle"

Marseille's penalty area is jittery, and everything is in danger. Gerrard is passing, not shooting, because the angle is a bit small.

He made Taiwo put a shovel on his false shot, took another step to the baseline, then swung his thigh and swept a pass to the small penalty area!

"Gerrard! Cross!" Peterson yelled.

The ball swished through the bushes with long legs, and also flew over Mandanda's fallen legs.

Flying shovels along the way, when the ball flew to the center of the small penalty area, it finally hit a foot, changed direction unwillingly, and plunged into the goal!

"Goaaaaaaaaaal...al..." Peterson roared heartily when he saw the ball hit the net, "Liverpool is ahead, who hit it?"

There were too many people in the penalty area, and he didn't see clearly for a while. After a while, he finally saw a black-haired boy wearing the number 18, jumping up from the ground, and ran to the sidelines roaring.

"Mark, it's Mark, grab a shot from the middle!"

"Boom...", the entire stadium is boiling, it is this momentum, you have no chance from the beginning, the one who advances is destined to be us, red, Liverpool!

"Hey...", this time Ma Keqin ran to the fans' stands again, and passionately hugged the fans near the stands.

"The goal has been scored..." Zhan Jun shouted excitedly, "Liverpool's offensive is like a wave, wave after wave, Marseille can only parry, they probably did not expect to encounter such a crazy attack, it is no less than naked fight"

"Eight minutes into the game, Marseille's goal was announced as a loss. Anfield is so easy to stay"

Egrele stroked his hair anxiously and lost control. His strategy of defending and counterattack failed from the very beginning!

How to do? attack?

He was anxious like ants on a hot pot.

It's just that he hasn't estimated the seriousness of the matter. This is the beginning. Did Liverpool stop when they said they scored?

So, when Egère watched Liverpool after the re-kick-off, as always, press forward frantically.

There was a thump in my heart, like falling into an ice cellar.

The momentum has risen, the butcher's knife has appeared, and he will kill before he can draw his neck! !

Crazy red, sweeping everything, tearing everything, that is blue panic, that is the confusion of fear.

kill! If you kill him, your blood will flow like a river, and if you kill him, you will never leave a single piece of armor behind!

Kill him, the world will be bright and bright, and the sky will be bright!

Pressing and biting everywhere, the Marseille players only saw red everywhere, and red with nowhere to hide.

Except for Bigfoot or Bigfoot, Marseille is completely in a mess, despite Egeré shouting in vain from the sidelines.

Time and time again, the ball was delivered to the frontcourt, and there was a bang, Liverpool, has gone crazy!

"My God," Peterson yelled frantically, "this is Anfield, remember, this is Anfield!"

There is red everywhere, and every time the ball lands, it is red!

"Marseille is completely huddled in the penalty area, and they have nothing to do!" Zhan Jun rarely saw such a scene.

The moment when the butcher's knife is swung down will eventually come, and the crazy time feels like it's passing quickly, but in fact it's only a few minutes.

That's all!

Mascherano stopped Marseille's big-footed chest, without hesitation, and pushed it directly to Mark Qin.

Marseille did not press forward at all, everyone returned to the penalty area, everyone!

He turned around calmly, there was a lot of space, except for the blue bus in the restricted area.

"boom……"

"Liverpool, GOGOGO!", the fans in the stands have been mesmerized by the stimulation.

This roaring whirlwind, with the horn of madness.

With a big diagonal pass, Enrique stopped the ball firmly on the sideline, and now there is no need for organization!

It's a blast! It's random frying!

Enrique suddenly started, got rid of Ziani's position, and directly kicked a pass. There were no full-backs next to him, and they all shrank into the penalty area.

Egrele's heart was beating thumpingly, when will this tormenting moment end!

not end yet.

Liera, Dirk, and Gerrard struggled for the top in the front, middle and back of the penalty area. They knew that their comrades were all on the periphery.

The shells will fly over again and again until the restricted area is blown into ruins!

"Enrique made a cross, Dirk Kuitt was hit first by Taiwo, Alonso on the right side of the penalty area got the ball and kicked it off"

There isn't any breathing room at all.

Every time is the death knell of suffocation!

Riela's body was carrying Zubbal, and he pushed the ball back to the small penalty area from the back point with all his strength!

"Duit! Dirk! Shoot!" What Peterson saw was a battlefield full of guns and artillery.

"Mandanda, hit him in the chest, bounced into the box, it's not over yet"

Because there was Mark Qin there, Kana and Xielu, who came over quickly, had panic on their faces. They had no choice but to shovel across their bodies, even if it was a penalty now.

It's better than being caught in the storm and sinking like this!

It's just that their wishes were destined to fail to come true. Ma Keqin lowered his raised thigh gently, and knocked his outer instep on the ball.

Gerrard was not far from him, facing the half-height ball, and never gave Marseille any chance of dying.

Turn sideways, swing your left foot, and volley like a whip!

It's too close, on the line of the small restricted area, even the gods can't stop it.

The ball was not a white light, but a soundless sonic boom. It lifted the back net in the goal with a bang, and before exhausting its strength, it bounced back extremely quickly and bounced into the penalty area!

This time it's really over.

"Doo", the referee outside the penalty area firmly pointed to the center circle, what a game, there was no need to run back and forth at all.

"Boom!", "Roar...", a red tide led by Gerrard rushed to the corner flag area and slid on the ground!

This is the most hearty game at Anfield this season, and it is the contention of Anfield's red recovery.

Apart from being confused, Ben Alpha is still confused. He has not touched the ball since the beginning of the game, and they are already behind by two goals!

where is this place?

Here, it is hell!

"Goaaaaaaaaaaal... Gerrard, Gerrard! 2:0, will Liverpool be a massacre today? The glory of the largest score in the Champions League is still on their heads," Peterson said in disbelief.

"Liverpool scored two goals in just 15 minutes of the game. This is Liverpool's best 15 minutes this season," Mika also shouted passionately.

Torres stood up from his seat and applauded his teammates excitedly. They played really well. They will not be eliminated. They are all waiting for me to go back. His heart is full of fire.

"Ahhh, lol", "Let's keep going", "Just hit it", "Fuck 'em"

Everyone in Liverpool howled wildly on the sidelines, this kind of game is worthy of Anfield!

This is the sanctuary of passion and madness!

Listen, the singing that fills the sky, look, the flying red flags around, and the ear-piercing decibels.

"What a game!" Peterson said passionately, "Liverpool will kill a lot in this game!"

Yes, they still have to attack until they completely crush Marseille and make them sound like Anfield.

fear!

Egère's hands were shaking, because after the re-kick-off, he found that the red was flooding again.

It seems like there is no end to it.

"Ho, ho, GOGOGO", the fans in the stands don't know why the team is so crazy today, but this does not prevent them from shouting and shouting.

"Liverpool are still attacking, they are still attacking, my God, did they collectively take stimulants today?" Peterson exclaimed in disbelief.

"They have played with momentum, played crazy, and now no one can stop them..."

Wave after wave, seemingly endless, Marseille's momentum was completely suppressed!

Egerre frowned, turned around and gestured to the bench, and Rodriguez got up to warm up.

Only fifteen minutes! He is going to be replaced by a central defender!

"What is that?" Zhan Jun said incredulously, "Egrele is going to make a substitution? The game is less than 20 minutes! What's wrong with him, is he frightened by the terrifying momentum at Anfield? In this way, Marseille will completely Lost last hope"

He can't manage that much anymore, the most important thing now is not to be beaten up...

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