Vol 3 Chapter 118: curious coincidence

　　C Luo was a little angry and angry, and seeing the result of such a penalty was obviously very disappointed.
　　
　　 He ran to the head referee and yelled a few words, but eventually he calmed down and wanted to score too much to make his mood fluctuate.
　　
　　 "Cristiano Ronaldo is a bit too much. This is a good shot. It is not a foul. He hasn't even touched his feet, but he can understand how he wants to score."
　　
　　 "The score has not changed."
　　
　　Although he was taken aback by Ronaldo's attack, the Chinese team continued to insist on their own play and still dared to attack. Yang Liyu hit a wall with Wu Xi on the wing and immediately moved the ball forward. Dong Fangzhuo faced with the defense of Fonte and Pepe, trying to pass the ball with their heels, but Pepe obviously left a hand, blocking Dong Fangzhuo's turning direction, the ball finally fell into the hands of the goalkeeper, and the ball was thrown to Ruo Mario At the foot of Mario, Mario didn’t seem to adapt to the rhythm of the court. After taking the ball, he didn’t know who to pass to. As a result, he chose to cross to Bruno. Underfoot.
　　
"nice shot!"
　　
Feng Renliang immediately climbed from the turf and drove the ball quickly to Guerrero. Despite Guerrero's wait, Feng Renliang chose the inscribed sideline when he was not close, with a left foot buckle, and immediately used the right foot outside the instep The ball was traversed to Dong Fangzhuo, who was more than 20 meters away. While the other party did not force him, Dong Fangzhuo pushed the right foot arch and the ball rolled towards Feng Renliang again. Feng Renliang poked at the tip of his toes, took a step forward, and immediately volleyed his left foot!
　　
　　 The ball flew to the bottom left corner of the goal against the turf!
　　
　　Patricio was lying on the turf steadily, with a right palm, the ball rolled along the bottom line. There was another exclamation in the stands, and the Chinese team missed the opportunity to break the goal again.
　　
It was still the figure of Feng Renliang. He didn't regret that he didn't break the goal, but chased the ball straight, but Guerrero took the lead and kicked the ball out. The ball fell far into the backcourt of the Chinese team. The offensive was still extinguished, but Li Xuepeng steadily stopped the ball with his chest on the left, and once again quickly handed the ball to Zhang Xizhe, Zhang Xizhe moved in a wide range! It was Yang Liyu's turn to get the ball.
　　
　　 "God,"
　　
　　 "Portugal is very passive now."
　　
　　 "The two sides of the Chinese team played too lively, and suddenly left and right, making Portugal's midfield and backcourt exhausted, so to play, and sooner or later it will happen!"
　　
　　 "Chinese players are too good to run, and they may be penetrated by them without paying attention to the defense line."
　　
The Chinese team continued to maintain its offensive advantage through substitutions, but although the Portuguese side changed two, the scene was still embarrassing. Santos was in a hurry on the sidelines. He was not like this before, he still underestimated The strength of the Chinese players.
　　
　　 "Press it up,"
　　
　　 "Press it up,"
　　
　　 He constantly shouted and shouted on the sidelines. Finally, he no longer let the players pile up in the backcourt, he felt the danger strongly. Then Portugal's formation moved, and quickly reached a new balance with the Chinese team. The pressure on the back defense was reduced. Cristiano Ronaldo's ball almost increased. He sent Felix twice in a row. However, Felix's physical fitness has dropped significantly, and the breakthrough speed has obviously dropped a lot. In the end, Zhang Lin and Wang Gang successfully resolved.
　　
　　 The time went by, and in the blink of an eye the game came to the 80th minute, leaving only the last ten minutes.
　　
　　 "Ten minutes left,"
　　
　　 "The score is still 1:1."
　　
　　 "Neither side can break the door."
　　
　　 "Whoever wants to advance one at this time will have to finish the game. It seems that both sides have begun to slow down. Is it necessary to play overtime?"
　　
　　 "Dong Fangzhuo's position is still relatively backward. More often, Feng Renliang and Yang Liyu broke through on the two sides to create trouble."
　　
　　 As soon as the words fell, Feng Renliang got a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt. The foul was Bruno. Guerrero has already received a yellow card. Bruno can only share more defensive responsibilities.
　　
"The positioning ball at this position can't shoot directly. It is estimated that Dong Fangzhuo can only get one foot. Zhang Lin comes up and runs for the first time in this game. There are not many high points in the Chinese team, and not many can grab points. Zhang Lin is one."
　　
　　 "However, the only players entering the restricted area are Zhang Lin, Wei Shihao, Wu Xi and Wang Gang."
　　
　　 "I feel there is no advantage in grabbing points."
　　
　　 Dong Fangzhuo stooped down and put the ball twice, observing the goal guarded by Patricio. The penalty area is full of people, but it is difficult to find the shadow of Chinese players, almost all surrounded.
　　
　　 Come on?
　　
　　 It might be a little troublesome to make use of the chaos.
　　
　　 had this idea in mind, and here he deliberately added a two-step running distance.
　　
　　 The whistle sounded, Dong Fangzhuo chose the right foot to hit the door!
　　
　　 Tomahawk!
　　
　　 When the ball entered the big penalty area, it obviously slipped to the right, and it looked very strange.
　　
　　 "This ball!"
　　
　　 "Changed direction!"
　　
　　 "Go in!!!"
　　
　　 "Goal scored!!!"
　　
　　 "Dong Fangzhuo!"
　　
　　 "Incredible!"
　　
　　 "The goalkeeper almost didn't react. He certainly didn't expect the ball to fly like this. It looks like the ball is flying towards the middle of the goal, but the ball flies to the far post!"
　　
　　 "2:1!"
　　
　　 "The Chinese team finally took the lead,"
　　
　　 "At the 82nd minute!"
　　
　　 "One hand of the Chinese team has touched the World Cup champion! Just hold on to the best for a few minutes."
　　
　　 The stadium suddenly boiled, the drums shook the sky, cheers, Chinese fans finally waited for the second goal, whether it is a famous football player or a national leader, they couldn't help but shout their arms like ordinary fans.
　　
　　 At this moment, joy belongs to China.
　　
　　For the Portuguese~EbookFREE.me~Dong Fangzhuo's goal almost froze the air, and everyone couldn't breathe instantly.
　　
　　Duang! It seems that a thousand pounds of boulder hit the head and completely lost consciousness.
　　
　　C Robbie feels such an impact, maybe because of this ball and lost the Hercules Cup......
　　
Dong Fangzhuo is almost standing in place, waiting for his teammates to come in from all directions, and Cristiano Ronaldo has ran to the goal to pick up the ball, and then rushed to the middle arc .
　　
　　 He knew that maybe Ronaldo would miss the Hercules Cup.
　　
　　 "Focus,"
　　
　　 "Continue to stay focused!"
　　
　　 "Have the best few minutes!"
　　
　　 He roared, and at this time, he must have missed half!
　　
　　 "Look at them, don't let a fly fly over!"
　　
　　 That's just a little time left...
　　
　　 "Chinese team, come on!"
　　
　　 "Come on, the Chinese team!"
　　
　　 Shirtless Chinese fans screamed in the stands and sent more power to Chinese players...
　　
　　Although Dong Fangzhuo's goal was quite beautiful, no one was discussing it because the game is more important and every minute and second is terrifying!
　　
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