Gerald was very conflicted. He was the only one closest to Sanetti, but he had to stare at Zheng Zhi again. If he didn't go up, Sanetti would also shoot. In the end, he gritted his teeth and pounced on it.

Sure enough, his worries were not redundant, and Sanetti immediately knocked Zheng Zhi!

But Zheng Zhi was unable to take the kick either. Haman made a tacit fit in time and did not allow Zheng Zhi to create a shooting space. Zheng Zhi distributed it to Pirlo, who then passed the left front in a diagonal way!

Grosso goes up from the left!

The smooth cooperation made Liverpool players exhausted, but even so, their defense line was still not disintegrated. Babel blocked the edge of the penalty area in time, and Grosso made a back pass back from the reverse triangle!

"Alas,"

"How many passes?"

The ball ran towards Pirlo. Pirlo's legs suddenly opened, and the ball leaked!

"pretty!"

Soon the ball fell in front of Zheng Zhi. Zheng Zhi took a step forward with his right foot, pinched the ball to fly in time, and suddenly knocked hard on the heel on his left foot!

Whoosh ~

The ball suddenly rushed into Liverpool's penalty area against the turf.

Madam suddenly!

Only Ronaldo responded, and Fan Zhiyi beside him was stunned for a moment!

Why did this ball fly towards Ronaldo?!

Caught out of control.

Ronaldo moved like a rabbit, and his whole body instantly threw away Fan Zhiyi, and he didn't even have the chance to give Fan Zhiyi a foul. He stepped forward with his left foot, and his body tilted rapidly to the left, and his right foot had already moved on!

Extremely stretched movements!

The right arch was slapped in the middle and lower part of the ball, and the ball instantly flew to the upper left corner of the goal!

Liverpool goalkeeper always wanted to keep close. After all, the ball was moving here. As a result, when the ball flew out, he could only subconsciously reach out and sway it, and was unable to stop the ball from flying into the goal.

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"Ronaldo!"

"Ronaldo!"

"It's a perfect kill! This is a perfect kill!"

"In the 88th minute, after nearly 15 dizzying passes, Ronaldo finally scored, rewriting the score to 4:3, and Inter Milan took the lead again."

"Zheng Zhi's heel assists are hard to defend. Although Gerald is right in front of him, he taught Gerald a lesson."

"No surprise, this is the final score!"

"I don't think the time left for Liverpool will be more than four minutes!"

Hollier woke up from his dream. When Inter Milan celebrated wildly, he immediately sent Fowler! And Murphy!

but,

Is it too late? How much time can Fowler and Murphy be left?

This is the price of conservatism. If you don’t change it earlier, Mourinho is more courageous. He used up three substitutions early.

The happy Inter Milanese will naturally seize the opportunity to celebrate and delay the time. In addition, stoppage time, Liverpool only has two minutes to go!

But without Inter Milan fans celebrating, everyone was so nervous that they stared at the stadium, clenched their fists, for fear that something would happen!

There have been three draws in this game, but I don’t know if the fourth time will happen!

The game started again, and Liverpool immediately divided the ball to the left, and Murphy passed the ball diagonally into Inter Milan's penalty area. Husky in the middle did not reach it, but Haman, who rushed into the back point, threw away Dalma.

He directly hit the ball with his right foot and shot directly!

Bang!

Buffon hit the ball with a shocking punch!

It's so dangerous! Liverpool almost scored a draw.

The ball flew out of the penalty area, Babel removed the ball and sent it to Inter Milan's back point again! Riser beat Sanetti to head the ball!

It was still Buffon who leaped and rapped out, and it was hard to imagine how he moved from the other side of the goal. It was too fast and he would not teleport.

But the ball did not fly far away. Fowler, who had just started playing, immediately rushed to the ball and protected the ball with his body. Suddenly, a beautiful Cruyff turned around!

The Portuguese Carvalho was caught off guard and never expected Fowler's turn to be so flexible.

But the next second, Fowler actually fell forward and fell to the ground with a thud!

???

Carvalho looked confused!

I did nothing myself, at most it was just physical contact, but I didn't pull, pulled, and tripped! Fowler fell down in a fucking way.

Bang--

Zheng Zhi rushed to the ball and kicked the ball out of the right sideline.

Liverpool players have instantly surrounded the referee.

"This is a penalty!"

"Punishment!"

"Punishment!"

German Harman was particularly excited, so did Husky.

Even Owen rushed up.

If you get a penalty at this time, you may equalize the score. Who is not excited?

But while retreating, the referee took out a yellow card from his pocket, giving the most excited Haman and Husky respectively.

Then he waved his hands, indicating that there was no foul and the ball belonged to Inter Milan.

Then he ran to Fowler, who was sitting on the turf, and another yellow card was given.

"Are you fake fall?"

"Fowler is a fake fall."

“Slow motion shows, that’s true.”

"Fowler is so bad."

"But when they make such a fuss, there is no time left for them. I guess the game will be over after the boundary ball is drawn."

The penalty was not met, and the dispute quickly receded.

Sanetti threw the boundary ball.

Beep,

Beep,

Beep.
Chapter completed!