58 Leon's Promise!

58 Leon's Promise!

"Leon, you must be careful when you go to Barcelona!"

"Leon, don't argue with me, you must pay attention!"

Cambiasso and Zanetti's pre-match reminders began to echo in Leon's ears. Combined with Sorin's bad behavior towards him now, Leon's head began to hurt.

On the sidelines, on Barcelona's coaching bench, Antić thought that Sorin's defense had started to work, because Leon had made two consecutive turnovers just now-this stable, almost impossible-to-miss machine rarely made consecutive mistakes. Twice there was a mistake!

Barcelona's chance came. In the ninth minute of the first half, Saviola's wonderful personal performance almost brought Barcelona a goal, but it was a pity that the little rabbit's shot was blocked by the Lion King.

"There is a chance!" Antic's eyes began to light up. He seemed to have seen the hope of staying at the Nou Camp for a long time. If he could stay here for a long time, Antic vowed that he would definitely make Barcelona's locker room Problem solved!

At least in Antić's eyes, as long as Barcelona can sign in one or two key positions in the summer, this Barcelona team is still very hopeful to compete for the league championship!

Antiche now pins all his hopes on Sorin, the ace killer!

As long as Sorin can limit the performance of Bayern's core... then Barcelona will definitely have a role to play!

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On the court, Leon's brows were already frowned, and he could feel how much hatred Sorin must have had for those small actions he imposed on him!

This really puzzled Leon. Will Sorin, who hugged and talked to himself like an old friend in the player tunnel, really act so hard on himself now because each is his own master?

In the Bundesliga, Leon also met Placente...Placente is the real master, the shovel should be shoveled, the foul should be fouled, but now, Sorin is really serious about himself. Is it as simple as a small action?

"Hey, I said Juan, if you go on like this, my leg will break." On the field, Leon, who was holding the ball with his back again, couldn't help but whispered to Sorin who was stuck behind him.

However, shortly after Leon finished saying this, he felt like his Achilles tendon ruptured! Sorin, Sorin kicked Leon's Achilles tendon directly with his spikes!

The severe pain caused Leon to fall down at once. The referee on duty immediately came over and gave Sorin a yellow card. Sorin's foul was indeed very skillful. The referee just saw him kick Leon from behind. One kick, at most, is just a yellow card action.

But Sorin's kick was firmly and ruthlessly stepped on Leon's Achilles tendon!

"Why?" Leon stared at his own eyes, lying on the turf of the Camp Nou, he looked at Sorin's indifferent face-Leon never thought that his teammates, whom he had always trusted, were standing side by side with him Comrades who have fought will do this to themselves for the sake of a bullshit club.

Ciciroro, who felt the strong shock in Leon's inner world, also ran out, "Are you stupid? Leon! Sorin made it clear that he wanted to mess with you! Didn't you put Zanetti and Cambiasso together?" Do you take what I reminded you to heart?"

Leon gritted his teeth: "Why? Juan?" He could no longer care about the pain in his Achilles tendon! He can't care less! He didn't know why his comrade in the national team would hit him so hard.

Thorin didn't answer him, but just turned his back and left silently.

At this moment, Leon's heart turned cold. He was waiting just now, he was waiting for Sorin's explanation. He didn't want to just break up with his national team teammates who had fought side by side.

The stretcher quickly came up and carried away Leon. When the Bayern team doctor told Heathfield that the Achilles tendon might be ruptured, Heathfield became furious all of a sudden!

He waved his fist angrily and smashed the glass panel, "Yellow card! Yellow card! Ridiculous, they ruined my players, and you only gave one yellow card! Does UEFA eat shit?"

Heathfield's excited words received a yellow card from the referee... This angry Tieshuai really wanted to go up and punch that Antiche who needed to be beaten, killing tactics, killing tactics! No wonder, no wonder you're starting with a backup from this season!

Killing tactics... Very good, you succeeded, Antiche! Achilles tendon rupture... Heathfield knew that this injury would allow Leon to rest for half a year!

At this time, Leon, who was lying on the turf, suddenly stood up indifferently with the support of the team doctor, "Boss, don't worry, maybe it's not a ruptured Achilles tendon, I think I have to go back to the locker room to check, but again Before that, please don't switch me down, okay? Soon, it may only take a few minutes...I can check back, because I don't feel so much pain in my feet."

Leon was lying, his Achilles tendon was really broken, but Leon was lying because he didn't want to go down so early.

Heathfield agreed to Leon's request. In a few minutes, Bayern with ten players should be fine, and Heathfield also had a little illusion about Leon in his heart, that is, whether the Achilles tendon was ruptured, or maybe it was just a bad kick. pain?

If it's bad, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Leon walked into the player tunnel with the support of the team doctor, "Ciciro, stop scolding me in my inner world, I know, I'm stupid...Actually, I have vaguely guessed , you know, Ciciro, I saw Sorin kicking me off before I got a headache. But Ciciro, I want to change this, I want to change this... I don't want to be like this Breaking with the comrades who fought together, however, he stepped on that foot. It really hurts, not the foot pain, but here..." Leon put his hands on his chest.

"Leon, you don't have to blame yourself. Sorin is a villain. In his previous life, he was the ball bully of the Argentine team. You don't have to feel sorry for this kind of person..." Ciciro didn't know that Leon could guess all this Well, because you are...

"No, Ciciroro, I don't regret it, I absolutely don't regret it, I think my temper is still a bit soft, is it because I was an Aries in my previous life? Hehe, my temper is really too soft!" Suddenly , Leon motioned for the team doctor who was helping him to stop.

Because Leon found a camera watching him, he walked towards it.

"Can the audience in front of the TV hear me?" Leon said looking at the cameraman behind the camera.

The cameraman replied in a daze: "Yes... I'm from Sky Italy..." Before the cameraman finished speaking, Leon suddenly roared at the camera!

"Me! Leonville! This life! There is only one possibility to set foot on the Nou Camp, and that is as the eternal enemy of the Nou Camp! As long as I set foot on the Nou Camp once! Then I will slaughter Barcelona once ! This life, this life! This promise until I retire!"

World Footballer, Leonwell scared the Italian fans who were watching the football in front of the TV at this moment! He frightened the Munich team doctor next to him, and he frightened the photographer!

"Leon, you are..." Ciciro was also dumbfounded.

"If Antiche hadn't let Sorin play, if it hadn't been for the hateful Barcelona to break into the quarterfinals...then none of this would have happened!" Bandit logic! If Barcelona does not break into the quarter-finals, if it is not for Antiche to let Sorin play...

"I hate Sorin, but I hate Barcelona even more! Do you know, Ciciro, even if Sorin has the chance to attack me, it is given by Barcelona! If you can't beat others, you will arrange killing tactics? Hehe, Ciciro, what else? Do you remember the Barcelona team called La Ying in the previous life? At that time, they were very afraid that their opponents would use murderous tactics! It's like being a bitch and setting up a torii!"

"Very good and powerful. I'm the robber logic? I think Barcelona is the robber logic! Others win because of their godfather. How about they win others? Compared with possession rate? Compared with shooting? Very good! I use Barcelona's The way to let them see what real football is! Camp Nou, in this life, I, Leonwell, have only one possibility to set foot here, and that is to slaughter here in the way of Barcelona's eternal enemy!" Leon Will's declaration to Sky Italia will soon spread around the world, but Leon is not afraid, not at all!

I don't know why, Leon thinks Sorin hates it, but Barcelona hates it even more!

When they were high up and called the Cosmos, losing a game was like the end of the world! And what about other teams?

Originally, Leon didn't hate them so much, but when Barcelona used killing tactics to deal with him today, Leon became angry, really angry.

I bought a watch last year! ! ! ! ! ! !

This Nima is the beautiful football of the Barcelona people? Is this what the Catalan Lions call art football?

This kind of gangster logic that only allows them to be strong and not allow others to be strong, Barcelona is the real gangster!

Leon's promise was definitely not made in a moment of anger, he really planned to do it!

Leon returned to the locker room and drove away the team doctor. He picked up the phone and called Mendes, "Mendes, I know you are at Camp Nou! Now I want you to call Amy! The sooner the better!"

Barcelona, ​​do you think I ruptured my Achilles tendon? Very good, I will let you see what is called a miracle, and what is called something that you can't even imagine!

At this time, on the court, Bayern was fighting with ten players. Just now Hargreaves tripped Harvey in the midfield, and Harvey fell to the ground. The Barcelona players immediately surrounded Hargreaves, making the host The referee had to show Hargreaves a yellow card.

But judging from the slow motion, Hargreaves didn't touch Harvey at all... Even if he did, I touched your right foot. Why are you covering your left foot?

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