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Chapter 925 Kaka

As soon as the slow motion shot was played back, many people on the scene understood when they received the call, and the audience was full of scolding.

"asshole,"

"Kill that bastard!"

"That damn Argentinian,"

"ugly!"

"clown!"

There are all kinds of scolding.

But the score just won't change.

"Silly Messi!"

"Farke Squids, Messi!"

Messi experienced the feeling of being abused by all the fans of the audience for the first time.

But he still bit the bullet and celebrated with his teammates, at least he can't be guilty now...

As long as it can help Inter win, what is handball? Maradona has done such a thing.

He wants to have the Champions League too!



AC Milan is going to take the initiative again. Even without Zheng Zhi, they have not defeated Inter Milan now. How can this be done?

Kaka was dribbling the ball frantically, not passing it out like he usually did. He doesn't trust his teammates, one or two, and he passed Dalma and Cambiaso.

However, he finally fell at Sanetti's feet and did not rush over.

He won a free kick, but unfortunately Pirlo, who took the penalty, hit a high.

Inter Milan resolutely launched a fast attack, Cambiaso stuffed the ball to Ronaldo. Ronaldo waded from the outside and threw away Costa Cuta, but Gattuso quickly rushed up and directly hit him.

Ronaldo was fucked, but he immediately got up and kicked the ball to Adriano in the middle. Adriano forced himself to turn around, withstood Nesta, and directly hit the goal with his left foot!

boom!

Duang!

Central pillar!

The goal post helped AC Milan escape a disaster.

"this……"

"Escaped, you can't kick like this anymore."

"It's so deadly."

Costakuta stopped the ball near the baseline and immediately kicked out. Shevchenko pulled to the right line and jumped up. She swung his head suddenly, looked back at the moon with one move, and rubbed the ball towards Inter Milan's backcourt before Grasco!

Kaka strode forward!

He finally got a chance!

Cambiaso was too slow and he was pulled further and further away.

Stam, who had the last line of defense, rushed over and calculated the steps and put the shovel in a good way, but Kaka still stabbed the ball first and then jumped up.

Rush over!

"Kaka!"

"Kaka crosses Inter Milan's defense line!"

"He is unstoppable!"

Buffon in front of the door was quite decisive and abandoned the door and left!

He had to block the angle and prevent Kaka from rushing into the small penalty area.

Rui Costa on the left also came in, but followed Matrazi.

There is also Gattuso in the middle, who runs before Zanetti and has the best position.

Will Kaka shoot?!

Buffon was a little confused.

But at this moment, Kaka made his foot straight and straightened his right arch toward the ball.

Near the corner!

When he judged that he was late to pounce.

“goal!”

“goal!”

“goooooooooooal!”

“Kaka,”

"And Kaka!"

"I thought he could pass the ball. Gattuso's position was good, but he chose to shoot by himself. Buffon might not have expected it."

"Anyway, he successfully fought Inter Milan's defense alone."

"3:2, a man rewritten the score! His performance is completely at the Golden Ball level, and he can even win the Golden Ball Award. He is now dragging Milan forward!"

"If Milan wins the Champions League in the end, he can really win the Golden Ball!"

At the Meacha Stadium, AC Milan fans were finally in full bloom, and it was Inter Milan fans' turn to be defeated.
Chapter completed!
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