The King of Football
Leon's promise!

"Leon, go to Barcelona, you have to be careful!"

"Leon, don't argue with him, you should pay attention!"

Memories from Cambiasso and Zanetti before the match began to echo in Leon's ears Combined with Sorin's small actions towards him now, Leon's head started to hurt.

On the sidelines, on the Barcelona bench, Antic thought that Sorin's defence was starting to play a role, because Leon has just made two mistakes in a row - a stable and almost impossible fault machine this is rare. There are two mistakes!

In the ninth minute of the first half, Saviola came close to scoring for Barcelona with his personal appearance, but unfortunately the little rabbit kick could be blocked by the Lion King.

“There's possibility!” Antic's eyes started to sparkle. He seems to have long seen hope of staying at Camp Nou. If he could stay here for a long time, Antic swore that he would have to settle the matter. Barcelona dressing room, handle it!

At least in the eyes of Antic, as long as Barcelona can bring in one or two key positions in the summer, Barcelona are still very hopeful to compete for the league title!

Antich is now pinning all his hopes on Sorin, the ace killer!

As long as Sorin can limit Bayern's core game... Then Barcelona will definitely perform!

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On the field, Leon's brows were already furrowed, and he could feel how much Sorin hated the small movements he had!

This really confused Leon. Will Sorin, who hugs and talks to himself like an old friend in the tunnel, really make a big step for himself now that he has his own way?

In the Bundesliga, Leon also found Placent... Placent was a true master, a shovel to be shoveled, a transgression to be broken, but now, Sorin was honest with himself Was it as simple as a small act?

“Hey, I said Juan, my leg will break if you continue like this.” On the field, Leon, who was holding the ball with his back again, inevitably whispered to Sorin who was trapped.

However, not long after Leon finished saying this, he felt his Achilles tendon rupture! Sorin, Sorin immediately kicked Achilles Leon with his stud!

Severe pain caused Leon to suddenly faint. The referee on duty immediately came and gave Sorin a yellow card. Sorin's offense was indeed very technical. The referee only saw him kick Leon in the back. One kick, at most, is just a yellow card action.

But Sorin's foot violently stepped down, facing Leon's Achilles tendon!

"Why?" Leon looked into his eyes. Lying on the grass of the Camp Nou, he stared at the indifferent face of Sorin - Leon never thought that the teammate he had always believed in would fight side by side with him. Previous colleagues will do this for themselves for the sake of a shitty club.

Cisiroro, who felt a strong shock in Leon's inner world, also ran out, "Are you stupid? Leon! Sorin explained that he was going to fuck you! Didn't you treat Zanetti and Cambiasso for you? Did you take the reminder to heart?"

Leon grits his teeth: “Why? Juan?” He doesn't care about the pain in the Achilles tendon! He doesn't care! He did not know why his national team-mates were so cruel to him.

Sorin did not answer, only turned around silently.

At this moment, Leon's heart turned cold, he was waiting now, he was waiting for Sorin's explanation, he didn't want to just break up with his national team-mates fighting side by side.

The stretcher quickly came and took Leon away.When the Bayern team doctor told Heathfield that it might be a ruptured Achilles tendon, Heathfield was suddenly enraged!

He waved his fists furiously and smashed the sealing glass, "Yellow card! Yellow card! Silly, they destroyed my players, you only gave one yellow card! Does UEFA eat junk?"

Heathfield got a yellow card from the referee... This furious iron-looking fellow really wanted to go up and punch that poor Antic head-on, killing tactics, killing tactics! No wonder, no wonder you started with a substitute this season!

Killing tactics. Well, you did it, Antic! Tendon Achilles rupture... Heathfield knew that this injury could keep Leon resting for half a year!

At this moment, Leon who was lying on the grass suddenly stood indifferently with the help of the team doctor, "Boss, don't worry, maybe it's not the rupture of the Achilles tendon, he said, I think I have to go back to the dressing room to check, but until then, please don't change me, okay? In a moment, it might only take a few minutes ... I'll be able to check back because I don't feel very sore feet."

Heathfield agreed to Leon's request. In a few minutes, Bayern with ten men will be fine, and Heathfield also has a bit of an illusion about Leon in his heart, which is whether the Achilles tendon ruptures, maybe just that kick. Sick?

If it hurts, it should not be a big deal.

Leon walks into the player tunnel with the help of the team doctor, "Ciciro, don't rebuke me in my inner world, I know, I'm stupid ... Actually I've guessed it vaguely, you know, Ciciro, I saw Thorin kick me before I had a headache. But Ciciro, I want to change this, I want to change this ... I don't want this kind of comrades fighting together to break apart, but his legs are still down. It's a real pain, not a footache, but here..." Leon covered his chest with his hands.

"Leon, you don't have to blame yourself. Sorin is a criminal. He was the tyrant of the Argentine team in his previous life. You don't have to feel sorry for her ..." Ciciro doesn't know that Leon can guess all this Well, because of you...

“No, Ciciro, I don't regret it, I definitely don't regret it. I think my temperament is still a little soft. Is that the reason why I became an Aries in my previous life? Hehe, my temperament is really too gentle!" Suddenly, Leon beckoned for the team of doctors who supported him to stop.

Because Leon found the camera staring at him, he walked towards him.

“Can the audience in front of the TV hear me?” leon said as he stared at the cameraman behind the camera.

The photographer replied in a daze: "Yes, I am from Sky Italia..." Before the photographer finished speaking, Leon suddenly roared towards the camera!

"Me! Leonville! In this life and this life! There is only one possibility to set foot in the Nou Camp, and that is as an eternal enemy of Camp Nou! As long as I set foot in the Nou Camp once! Then I'll do it! slaughter Barcelona Once! In this life! This promise is until I retire!"

World footballer Leon Weir scares Italian fans who are watching football in front of the TV right now! He scares the Munich team doctor next to him, he scares the photographer!

"Leon, you..." Cicilolo is stupid too.

"If it wasn't for Antic letting Sorin play, if it wasn't for the vile Bara breaking through the quarter-finals.then none of this would have happened!" Logic is like a robber! If Barca don't qualify for the quarter-finals, if Antic doesn't play Sorin...

"I hate Sorin, but I hate Barcelona even more! Did you know, Ciciro, even if Sorin had the chance to attack me, it would be given by Barcelona! If you can't defeat the others, you will set up a killing tactic? Hehe, Ciciro, remember Is Barcelona in his previous life called Laying? Back then, they were extremely afraid of their opponents using killing tactics! It feels like******* and setting up torii!"

"Very good and strong, am I the logic of the robber? I think Barcelona is the logic of the robber! The others win, they count on godfathers, they win the others? Compared to ball possession? Compared to shooting? Very nice! I'll use Barcelona's How to let them see what football really is! Camp Nou, in this life and this life, there is only one possibility for me, Leonville, to set foot here, and that is in the way of Barcelona's eternal enemy - the massacre here! "Anville's declaration to Sky Italia will soon spread around the world, but Leon is not afraid, not at all!

For some reason, Leon hated Sorin, but Barcelona hated him even more!

When they are tall and called Cosmos, they lose the game like the end of the world! And what about the other team?

At first Leon didn't really hate them, but when Barcelona used a killing tactic to confront themselves today, Leon was angry, furious.

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

This Nima is Barcelona's wonderful football guy? Is this what Catalan Lions call artistic football?

This kind of robber logic that only allows them to be strong and not others to be strong, Barcelona is a true robber!

Leon's promise wasn't made in a moment of anger, he really intended to do it!

Leon, who returned to the dressing room, immediately expelled the team doctor. He picked up the phone and called Mendes, "Mendez, I know you're at Camp Nou! Now I want you to call Amy for me! Faster is better !"

Barcelona, do you think my Achilles broke? Very good, I'll let you see what's called a miracle, what's called something you can't even think of!

At the moment, on the pitch, Bayern have ten players to fight for. Hargreaves had just tripped Xavi in midfield, and Xavi fell to the ground. The Barcelona players immediately surrounded Hargreaves, making the referee's main man must show Hargreaves a yellow card.

But from his slow motion, Hargreaves did not touch Harvey at all... Even if I touch your right foot, why are you covering your left foot?