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It took only three seconds for the red number 8 to get past him in front of him!

It's too TMD fast!

Is he here for the 100-meter sprint?

Is this something done by someone who has played 120 minutes?!

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Even Vargas, who came on as a substitute in the second half, couldn't keep up with the speed of Ronjut, and the slightly older Gilardino and Mutu could only stare at the smoke behind Ronjut.

At over 30 years old, Mutu is now having some difficulty even standing in place, and Gilardino's two calves are trembling slightly, and in their eyes, the athletic, cheetah-like Ajax player...... He's not human at all!

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It took three seconds for Ronshette to break through Fiorentina's front court, but the real test was yet to come.

Fiorentina only dispatched half of their forces in that attack just now, and there were six people left in their own half, in addition to the goalkeeper!

And it includes two substitutes who only played half the game!

Midfielder Martin Jorgensen can not be considered, because he is 34 years old, even if he only plays 50 minutes, the speed of his feet is unlikely to catch up with the young Ronshut, not to mention that his position does not intersect with his opponent at all.

The 26-year-old defensive midfielder, Marco Donadale, is the biggest obstacle in front of Lonsette!

Soleimani and Kvitanic finally reacted, and this was Ajax's last chance to attack!

They began to run without the ball according to their own characteristics, one is to find a gap by themselves, hoping that Long Shute can pass the ball; The second is to disrupt Fiorentina's overall defence and help his teammates attract firepower, no matter which goal they reach, their runs are not in vain.

They and Ronshit formed a not-so-beautiful triangle, and Donadale was like a nail that went straight into the middle of the triangle! Stuck in the most uncomfortable position of the three-person pass cooperation!

But no matter how uncomfortable it is, Long Shute can't stand still!

After dribbling over the center circle, he only glanced at his two teammates and made his decision!

He didn't give the ball to Soleimani, who was closer to him, more valuable, and closer to him, but crossed diagonally to the right!

Although Donadale stretched out his foot to intercept at the first time, he still pounced!

Because it's not a one-foot-to-the-ground pass!

In the high-speed running, Long Shute gently picked the football out with his outside instep!

He has been praying in his heart when passing the ball, hoping that God will bless him with this kick and pass without making too many mistakes, otherwise his menacing counterattack will definitely become the laughing stock of Fiorentina......

Perhaps God's jurisdiction did not include faraway Holland, and he apparently did not hear these pious prayers, and the outside instep of the dragon almost flew over Kvitanic's head.

Luckily, Kvitanic jumped high and unloaded the ball with his forehead.

"Be careful!"

He Wei, who was sitting in the live broadcast room, couldn't help but sweat: "The power of this ball pick is too great, and if you don't handle it well, you will be ...... by the Fiorentina defenders."

As soon as his words fell, Montolivo, who had temporarily taken over Gobby's task and switched to left wing-back, pounced from his defensive area and almost knocked Kvetanić in the air and not yet landed!

Fortunately, Kvetanić made the first move, and he didn't wait for himself to land before making adjustments, but made a decision when he touched the ball for the first time: he twisted his neck directly, and he rubbed the ball with his forehead to the middle!

Long black hair flung in the air.

The red No. 8 rushed over!

The red figure has penetrated the 30-meter zone of Florence!

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"Ha, ha, ha......"

Long Shute gasped for breath.

The evening breeze at Frankie Stadium was blowing on him gently, but he didn't feel a hint of coolness.

Even the air inhaled into his lungs was like boiling water, stinging his throat and trachea fiercely.

His legs were already tired, and his calves were showing signs of cramps.

The muscles and nerves all over the body seemed to ache dullly.

His eyebrow bones and eyebrows, as if pierced by sharp needles, did there feel an indescribable pain?

He's reached his limit!

He could fall at any moment!

But he can't fall!

He could only bite his back molars hard and shake off his legs! Keep going!

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Donadale's face suddenly turned white.

Not only did he watch the defenders pass through his area, but he couldn't even catch up!

I'm not lazy! I'm already trying to catch up!

But...... I just can't catch up!

The red back only took three steps to throw off his own position!

Even if you want to put the shovel yourself, you can't stop it!

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"Dragon! Over here! ”

Ronshit heard someone shouting his name.

That must be Soleimani.

Because he speaks English - the Serbian striker is nowhere near as fluent in Dutch as his teammates.

With Suarez leaving, Suleimani is not only the best shooter, but also the most valuable.

The main problem is that as a defensive midfielder, Longshut obviously has no achievements in attack, and the number of goals in his career can be counted in a slap!

Fiorentina's players are certainly aware of this fact.

Such a player who seems to find no merit other than speed off the ball...... How could the Italians really take it to heart?

It's like a defender facing Messi and Mascherano at the same time, as long as they are not stupid by the momentum of the plum ball king, everyone will definitely pounce on Messi, even if Messi vomits and squats on the ground at this time, they will subconsciously focus their defense on the more threatening plum ball king.

Fiorentina's two centre-backs barely hesitated, as if they had the nerve in their hearts, and at the same time took two steps towards the middle, blocking Soleimani's path towards the goal with a closed goal, and handed Ronjut to his goalkeeper.

Frye had already come out from the goal line.

As a professional goalkeeper, he certainly knows that against an opponent with the ball at high speed, staying on the goal line will only be a dead end!

Sortie is undoubtedly the best choice!

He waved his arms to reduce the angle of his shot, and let out a strange boo in his mouth, trying to put pressure on his opponent as much as possible, many young players are extremely mentally unstable and like to put pressure on themselves, and when some seemingly safe opportunity comes to them, their brains tend to go blank and then kick the ball away.

Just in case, Fry has looked at every single player at Ajax, especially his shooting habits.

But in Longshute's information, it was almost a clean blank slate, so he didn't pay any attention to this young player.

Frye, who has played in Serie A for many years, has seen too many young and famous geniuses, and he is confident that he can influence the little guy who doesn't know the height of the sky opposite!

So he burst out of the little forbidden area, ready to collide head-on with the flames!

That little guy is going to be scared and his legs go limp, right?!

"Sneer......"

Frye was suddenly stupid.

He just seemed to be dazzled!

His eyes...... Why no one?!

Why...... The originally thunderous Frankie Stadium was silent at this moment?

Where's the Florentine anthem?!

Why?

Why is there a fire behind him?

Why is it as if a volcano is erupting violently behind him?!