Vol 3 Chapter 88: We're fucked

"Oh! Beautiful!"
"Dembele came off the bench, but he was quickly fined!"
"Deschamps never imagined that he was trying to change the situation of the players, but brought the opposite effect. Today one Umtiti, one Dembele, two people pushed the French team into the abyss of despair. The French team now has to 0:1 behind, and fighting with ten people."
"The hope for the Chinese team to advance again has increased, as long as there are no defensive mistakes."
Huang Jianxiang thief laughed, "If the Chinese team can win the final World Cup championship, we have to make a contribution to Dembele and Um Titi, they played a huge role in the Chinese team, they are the modern version of the live , We are lurking in the underground party of the French team!"
At this time, Dembele looked helplessly at the Russian sky, and he didn't want to understand how he was punished by the red card. He looked at Zheng Zhi, who was still lying on the turf, and hated this guy. . Before the game, everyone also discussed Zheng Zhi, saying that this guy has a very ruthless foot, everyone should pay attention to protect themselves, the ghost knows that he is now overcast...
Umtiti looked at Dembele with a complex expression, and finally found a trace of comfort in his heart. At least he was no longer lonely. Dembele was in a much worse situation than himself. He lost a ball, but Deng Belle may have messed up the whole game. In this delicate situation, Umtiti is also finding a way for himself. At least he will not be the biggest sinner of the French team...
"It's terrible! Stupid Dembele, is this guy born with a brain? Why is it always so unreliable? I feel that if Barcelona buys this guy, it is just looking for its own way." Thuram scolded.
"I have never seen the French team have such a stupid member."
"Play three guards, there is no other choice."
"Being one goal behind, Deschamps should be brave."
"Let Lemar or Fakir go on!"
This time, Deschamps had enough strikers, that is, the lack of midfielders. If you don’t dare to play three strikers in this situation, there is really no chance. After all, there is one less person. It's even worse!
Deschamps hesitated for a long time on the sidelines, and finally gritted his teeth, sent Lemar up, and replaced Lucas Hernandez.
But Dong Fangzhuo was not a vegetarian, let Deshang change people first, and then he ran to the sidelines and explained a few words to Gao Hongbo. Soon, Wu Xi stood on the side of the court and replaced Wu Sanshi! The Chinese team made adjustments quickly.
Two minutes later, Zheng Zhi was replaced by Zhao Xuri! Two players were replaced in one go.
As the formation changed, Feng Jin pulled back, and Dong Fangzhuo stood at the forefront.
"Awesome!"
"Dong Fangzhuo went up."
"This is the result of seeing the French team play three guards. Dong Fangzhuo is at the forefront. The three French defenders must also tremble, and they can't all stand beside Dong Fangzhuo. Just hand the ball to Dong Fangzhuo's feet, hey! "
After seeing Dong Fangzhuo rushing to the front, Chinese fans in the stands were also excited. Dong Fangzhuo's meaning is very clear, now it's time to let himself charge, the French team is already a tiger without teeth!
"Master..." Mbappe looked at Dong Fangzhuo's back in the frontcourt, and was lost in confusion. Today his performance is too bad, almost no threat to the Chinese team's back line, but his master led the Chinese team to dominate the game. He felt the pain of being unable to win for the first time. In the past, Dong Fangzhuo stood beside him at Manchester United, and had never encountered such a difficult game in the national team. Young people, after all, emotions are still easy to fluctuate.
Deshang kept waving his fists on the sidelines to cheer his disciples on the back line. Either way, Dong Fangzhuo can only be managed by three guards now. There is no way to keep it. The French team still has a chance to keep it. The French team is over!
The French fans at the scene fell into silence. Many people crossed their chests and prayed for the French team. Some people silently buried their heads and dared not watch the game.
As a mature Chinese team, with top players like Dong Fangzhuo, as well as resolute tactics, the Chinese team will not let the French conspiracy succeed, so after the game restarts, Deschamps' wishes soon fell short. The Chinese team's defense is quite firm. After getting the ball, he immediately found a way to reach Dong Fangzhuo's feet. After Dong Fangzhuo took the ball, he could single out the entire French team's defense line!
"Stare at him!"
As soon as he saw Dong Fangzhuo taking the ball, Deshang roared on the sidelines. Although Dong Fangzhuo didn't do anything, he was afraid in his heart. What can I do? I wish I could go up and kick myself.
Dong Fangzhuo didn't raise the rhythm, but first faced Kanter with a ball. A Kanter couldn't stop Dong Fangzhuo~EbookFREE.me~ Although Kanter worked hard and was very focused. It is said that Kanter can run, but Dong Fangzhuo can run more. He keeps the ball firmly under his feet. Kanter does not catch up with the grab. When Umtiti tries to come up to help, Zheng Zhi has passed the ball to the left. When he went out, Feng Jin killed him firmly, and took a small step to pick up with Varane.
Although it was unknown, he was extremely confident and continued to change direction, pushing Varane back into the penalty zone all the way. If Tolisso came back to help defending, Varane was not good to parry. But it was also Toliso who came to let Feng Jin return the ball to Dong Fangzhuo. Dong Fangzhuo made a Marseille maneuver, went directly from Kanter to the right side, and then directly kicked the door!
Lorris in front of the door can only gamble! The whole person blocked the near corner and happened to use his knee to block Dong Fangzhuo's shot.
Almost there, Dong Fangzhuo changed the score to 2:0.
Unexpectedly, the Chinese team is now attacking? ! The French seem to understand this. The French team with one less one, the Chinese team is not at all stunned! They really didn't think of them as a strong team.
If it's just this time, it's okay, the problem is that after the Chinese team launched several offenses through Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Jin, the French team's backcourt started to scream.
These are really over!
Zidane has been shaking his head in the stands. He can't see any hope for this French team. He said with a blank expression beside Henry.
"We're fucked."
"Now even if you and I are on the court, we can't do the Chinese team."
"Ugh……"
"Alas..." Henry also sighed for a long time, exactly the same as Zidane's.
"I thought they could bring surprises, but I didn't expect them to be too young and have to wait another four years..."