Chapter 1197 Champagne, I Want to Open the Champagne!

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The Camp Nou stands were overcast.

No one would believe that the score would be 5:2 and the total score would be 9:5.

The most tragic Barcelona tragedy in history occurred, and it was only in the first half.

Barcelona's biggest losses in the Champions League were in the 1994 Champions League final, when they lost 0:4 to AC Milan, and then in 1997, when they lost 0:4 to Dynamo Kiev.

That was more than ten or twenty years ago, but the strength of the team at that time was not the same as it is today.

And it’s still at home!

"I...I...I..."

Many Barcelona fans can no longer speak. They are losing goals one after another and can't even breathe!

"We are cursed,"

"We are absolutely cursed."

"God……"

Some fans immediately roared angrily:

"Match-fixing! This is definitely match-fixing!"

"It's impossible for this kind of situation to happen. Those bastards on the field must have received money from the betting company, otherwise the fight wouldn't be like this. Everyone seems to be possessed by evil spirits. There are so many mistakes. How is it possible? Absolutely not possible!"

"Alaba, Pique, Mathieu, no one in the defense is normal. Messi is also walking."

"Enrique also made a fool of himself. That was it when he conceded the first goal. What did he do when he conceded the second goal?"

"On the third, fourth and fifth, I never heard his voice, and neither did Xavi as captain on the field."

"As for Messi, he has been silent and has not made any response."

"well!"

No one could understand what happened. Anyway, five goals just appeared in nine minutes. Dong Fangzhuo scored five goals alone and staged the craziest scene.

These five goals also allowed Dong Fangzhuo to tie Cristiano Ronaldo in the Champions League scorer list.

He didn't even participate in the group stage, so he caught up like this. What a crazy behavior...

Every Barcelona person just wants to die at this moment, but they don't know how those Barcelona players on the court feel.

When the Manchester United players celebrated, Messi and the others just stood there with their hands on their hips, numb.

"How can we chase after 2:5! Chasing 4 goals in a row? It's not impossible. Now Dong Fangzhuo is chasing 5 goals in a row. It's not impossible to chase 4 goals in a row. But with the current state of Dong Fangzhuo and Manchester United, won't Dong Fangzhuo continue to score goals for Barcelona? There is no hope anymore.”

"The goals won't stop. I feel like this is another big-scoring game. Will it have the same result as the game against Arsenal? 8:2, it's really not a dream..."

While the Manchester United fans were celebrating, there was a commotion in the stands. A middle-aged male fan stepped over the billboard and rushed into the stadium crazily.

None of the Barcelona staff at the scene paid attention because they were so shocked by Dong Fangzhuo's five goals that they could not move.

So much so that everyone found out when the fan rushed to Dong Fangzhuo.

But an even crazier scene happened. I thought the fan was going to slap a Barcelona player out of anger, but it turned out to be a Manchester United player.

Click,

The fan knelt on his knees and then knelt down in front of Dong Fangzhuo, his expression and movements were quite pious.

"god,"

"you are God,"

"You are the God of football!"

The camera immediately focused on him.

"The fan knelt down and worshiped."

"Does he regard Dong Fangzhuo as the god of football?"

"Promise me!"

"Yes, Dong Fangzhuo is a god now, he can afford such kneeling."

Because of this fan's crazy behavior, the Manchester United fans at the scene also cheered.

"king!"

"king!"

"king!"

The sound resounded through the sky, and it seemed that it had become the home court of Manchester United. No matter how many Barcelona players played, it was meaningless.

The staff came in and dragged the Manchester United fan out.

The game was resumed.

The referee was very proud of Barcelona and blew the whistle at the end of the first half without any additional time.

This is a very heavy first half. Barcelona will all walk out of the stadium with their heads hanging down. They are so weak that every step they take seems to be a heavy one, as if the whole game is over.

They don't believe that another miracle will happen.

It's over, everything is over.

"Champagne,"

"I want to pop the champagne!"

In the away locker room, someone suddenly shouted.

"Oh man, you can't do this now, we are not AC Milan!"

"This will piss them off!"

"Yeah, I'm just going to piss them off and we're going to keep scoring goals."

"this……"

Manchester United teammates searched for who said this, and when they saw it, it turned out to be Dong Fangzhuo.

"Ah, Dong. You are too crazy. This is really not good." Carrick rolled his eyes.

"What if they get desperate and come after us? Let's keep a low profile!"

"Carrick is right, we should continue to keep a low profile. Remember Istanbul..."

"We haven't advanced to the finals yet."

"You are all right, but we are not careless, but we want to provoke them. We want to continue to score goals. We want to score more goals!"

"They will definitely resist crazily, so let's destroy them completely!"

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Dong Fangzhuo's voice was too loud, and his words were indeed heard by the Barcelona players in the home locker room.

The originally depressed face instantly turned angry.

"asshole!"

"asshole!"

"asshole!"

Mascherano's anger was instantly ignited, and he was the first to become angry.

If the old captain Puyol were here, he would probably be even more furious.

Manchester United has been bullied to this extent!

Even Harvey, who had always been silent, the muscles on his face continued to tremble and twist.

"We're going to destroy him!"

"We must destroy him!"

"Even if we lose, we can't let them continue to be so arrogant!"

Busquets roared heartbreakingly.

Messi, the team's ace, walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, splashed water on his face crazily, and then simply stuffed his head under the faucet, soaking in the water for nearly a minute before raising his head again.

Looking at himself in the mirror with a ferocious look, he really wanted to cry without tears!

The frustration, irritation, anger, and unwillingness were all written on his face.

He did it alone!

He really did it!

Why can't I!

No, I can do that too!

Walking out of the locker room again, Enrique was already roaring there.

However, such a roar does not come a little too late. Messi didn't listen to a word.

Only himself was left in his mind. In this situation, he did not trust his teammates. He felt that only he could solve the problem, just like Dong Fangzhuo did just now.

Dong Fangzhuo made him completely crazy...

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