Football: What Happened To Going To The Nightclub? I Have To Score Chapter 609: Continue To Exert Pressure! Messi’s Dimensional

"Yeah, yeah! What are you doing, Yin-Yang?"

At Stamford Bridge, Chelsea fans in the stands began to boo Su Luo.

His performance was frustrating to watch.

He had missed several great scoring opportunities, and the ho fans were losing patience.

However, Chelsea head coach Antonio Conte still chose to trust him.

He believed that Su Luo would find the net.

As Chelsea squandered their chances, Barcelona, playing away from ho, quickly took control of the ga.

And during this period—

One man stood out.

Lionel ssi.

Playing in La Liga, ssi’s dominance was like a dinsionality-reducing attack—far beyond the competition.

At the mont, ssi had already recorded 11 goals and 11 assists, helping Barcelona secure fourth place in the Eastern Conference.

And soon—

The 20th minute of the match arrived.

After a series of quick midfield passes, the ball was suddenly played to—

ssi.

Waiting on the right flank, ssi took a soft touch with his left foot—

Then, exploded forward.

Facing multiple Chelsea defenders, ssi remained calm.

The ball seed to be glued to his feet as he weaved past defenders with a series of feints and dribbles—

Before breaking into the penalty area.

At that mont—

Chelsea’s entire defense looked helpless.

And inside the box—

Panic set in.

Nobody wanted to commit a foul.

A penalty at this stage would be a disaster.

Rüdiger and Christensen, Chelsea’s two center-backs, rushed in to stop ssi.

But the mont they closed him down—

ssi struck.

With perfect timing and precision, ssi threaded the ball between Rüdiger and Christensen—

BOOM!

The ball rocketed towards the top corner—

And in the next instant—

It nestled into the net!

Barcelona took the lead at Stamford Bridge!

ssi’s outrageous finishing had completely torn through Chelsea’s defense.

The Chelsea fans fell silent.

Their faces darkened with despair.

"So this is the level of a world-class superstar?"

"If only ssi played for Chelsea!"

"That’s his second goal already! He’s unstoppable!"

"As expected from one of football’s two kings—ssi is simply on another level!"

On the Chelsea bench—

Conte didn’t flinch.

This was exactly what he expected.

He knew that if Chelsea wanted to win, sitting back wouldn’t work.

Defense alone wouldn’t stop ssi.

The only way—

Was to fight fire with fire.

After the restart—

Conte animatedly gestured from the sidelines, directing Chelsea’s movents.

At the sa ti—

He kept shouting Su Luo’s na—

Telling him to move more aggressively.

But Su Luo—

Didn’t.

The match had gone on for about 20 minutes, and according to real-ti tracking data—

Su Luo had only covered 200 ters.

That’s just 10 ters per minute!

But Su Luo wasn’t just being lazy.

He was smart.

He knew exactly what he was doing.

If Chelsea wanted to win—

He had to conceal his strength.

Only then—

Could he deliver a fatal blow at the right mont.

So much so—

That Barcelona’s defenders stopped paying attention to him.

Instead—

They focused entirely on Pedro.

And this—

Was a major defensive mistake.

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