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361: 0182 The Last Samba (Please Subscribe) 361: 0182 The Last Samba (Please Subscribe) “You almost killed , Robert!”

Huang Kaiwen exclaid breathlessly as he ran to Carlos’s side.

With the ball’s trajectory, it was clearly going to hit between his legs.

Without an “Immunity Card,” things could easily have gotten ssy.

“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing,”

Carlos said with a smile.

Huang Kaiwen nodded in response, smiling.

To himself he thought, if you really knew what you were doing, you wouldn’t have so many illegitimate children.

The private lives of Brazilian players are more chaotic than the next.

The number of children Carlos acknowledges could exceed the starting eleven of a team, and with his illegitimate children, who knows if it could surpass a squad of 25 players.

For alimony, Carlos could only keep hustling for money.

In this respect, both Ronaldo and Ronaldinho fall short of Carlos.

…

“Stop fucking crowding on the right flank; you’re leaving other areas open!”

Houllier shouted at the field, “Two people at most to mark him, the rest of you do your duties.

You’re facing a team, not just playing against one person.”

The Lyon players hung their heads, ignoring the coach.

If it were that easy to defend, would you still need to tell us?

It’s precisely because one or two can’t hold him that others go to support.

Juventus marks with three people, and you think Lyon can do it with two?

After the ga restarted, Fred tapped the ball to the right wing, where Govou used his right foot to play the ball behind Huang Kaiwen, accelerating along the back route.

Beckham might have been slower than Govou, but he continuously pushed Govou towards the sideline while defending.

After two sharp stops by Govou that failed to shake off Beckham, Carlos rushed in and poked the ball behind Govou.

Beckham reached the ball first and was pulled down by Govou as he turned around.

The referee called a foul.

Beckham, pulling on Carlos’s hand, got up, took a free kick from the backfield, and with a long, accurate pass, sent it to the left forefield.

Lyon’s defense shifted their focus entirely to the right wing.

ndes and Toulalan rushed toward Huang Kaiwen, with the fullback Revelliere also ready to tackle.

While running, Huang Kaiwen lifted his heel to stop the ball and twisted to hit underneath it.

Whack—

The ball flew straight from the left wing to the right.

Huang Kaiwen intentionally kept the pass lighter because he wasn’t sure about Benzema’s long-passing skills at this stage; too strong and it would go out of bounds.

With no one defending him, Raul easily took the ball on the right wing.

Abidal quickly approached Raul, who, after observing Huang Kaiwen’s position, chose to engage Abidal head-on.

Raul’s speed, explosiveness, physical condition, and technique were not top-notch, but the rhythm with the ball at his feet while dribbling was exceptionally smooth, with no flashy moves, just small techniques mixed with various pullbacks.

At 27, Abidal was at the peak of his “black and fast” capabilities.

As Raul dribbled forward from the right wing, Abidal deliberately let Raul cut to the baseline.

The mont Raul pulled the ball back with his right foot, Abidal suddenly stretched out his left foot in a split move, aiming to catch Raul off guard with his flexibility.

Raul, originally pulling back the ball, pulled it back once more and sprinted back.

This ti, Abidal couldn’t keep up.

Raul ran to the edge of the penalty area and slanted a pass towards the top of the box.

As the ball rolled, Huang Kaiwen burst forward, outrunning both Toulalan and ndes, and swung his left foot fiercely, hitting the left side of the ball.

Bang—

By the ti Patrick Muller and Chris, the two center-backs, reacted, they could only turn their heads to watch the ball shoot towards the far corner of the goal.

Gregory Coupet, having seen the ball, had already dived, just missing it by a fraction as it flew over his left arm, striking the inside of the right post and bouncing into the net.

After scoring, Huang Kaiwen kissed the index finger of his left hand and pointed towards Raul.

Raul, with a beaming smile, pointed back at Huang Kaiwen.

Real Madrid’s captain felt a surge of empathy, as if finally soone in the world understood him.

The dominant fans of the French league ceased their joy, leaving only the cheers of ringue supporters in the Gerland Stadium.

“The distinct thods of Buddha’s rcy are as the clear sounds that grant special achievents.

The pointed light shoots far like the dragon’s candle, the detailed arch bends like the Emperor’s bow.

What a move by Huang Kaiwen, what a long shot,”

He Wei exclaid.

This “Guanyin Poem” described Huang Kaiwen perfectly.

The first two lines about Buddhist teachings broadly signified Huang Kaiwen’s reputation in the Christian World, while the latter two praised his long shot, turning a plain soccer match comntary into sothing out of a Gu Long novel.

The forums were filled with moans.

“Shit, I knew if Huang Kaiwen played, he would show off.”

“Initially, I didn’t think that shot was all that great, but hearing He Wei talk, I suddenly feel like Huang Kaiwen is like Ye Gucheng.”

“You might have seen too many of Huang Kaiwen’s magical shots, not even amazed by a long shot hitting the inside of the post.”

“No, seriously, how does Huang Kaiwen score just one goal, but it feels like he’s the main character today?”

“That’s right, congrats on reaching higher ground with your smart IQ.

Real Madrid was pressed by Lyon in the first half; it was only after Huang Kaiwen got in that Real Madrid began their counterattack.”

“Hey, isn’t there a team that can stop this guy Huang Kaiwen from moving forward?

What the hell is going on with the world that allows good n to cry and bad n to laugh; can’t this world get better?”

“Huan, although Huang Kaiwen isn’t a good guy, he probably isn’t much worse than you.”

“Watch your words, how can you talk to my Huan like that?

Besides agreeing to streak and not doing it, promising to eat shit and not doing it, he’s still a pretty decent person.”