Vol 4 Chapter 413: I didn't plan to have a face today
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Golden Greenery
- Zhuo Setong
- 1420 characters
- 2021-01-30 05:58:26
Zhuo Yang was in the penalty area of Real Madrid while pouting his and dribbling around, shaking his head and curling his mouth: "Come on, come grab me. Whoever touches me I will fall down, dare you bet?"
Shui Ye, Fat Tiger, and Varane sweated straight on their bodies: shameless, too shameless, this father is not here to play football today, he has been playing shameless from the beginning.
Asensio’s shot was unsuccessful, and Zhuo Yang smashed A Kuan’s blind pass from Tintin on the right, and then turned around to start a private customized attack.
But the road was not peaceful, A Kuan was entangled like a bone maggot, and he couldn't get Zhuo Yang up to speed. Other people in Real Madrid also lined up to blow up the bunker, and Zhuo Yang stumbled. Touching his heart and saying that he can bring football into the restricted area of Real Madrid. In Zidane's native dialect, it is called driving a train in Heifer's crotch-it's so big.
When I arrived in the restricted area, my life was much better. Without even kicking, pulling, pinching, and pinching his butt, Zhuo Yang said, regardless of the friendship of the old team: I will not pay attention to whoever does not pay attention. You know the acting skills of Lao Tzu best. Will make Bruch moved.
This is too shameless, there is no way, no one in Real Madrid dare to take risks, and can only form the Alliance of Sadists to push Zhuo Yang out bit by bit. Anyway, you must have no chance of shooting. Even if we lose if we can see the sky, there is no need to gamble with you at this point.
"Come on, kick me, who is not a grandson."
Shameless, bah!
The score was 3: 2, Manchester City's first goal was Zhuo Yang's shameless self-inflicted fraud and assisted Aguero without the ball. The second ball was also the more shameless villain's acting assists De Blaudin, even at the expense of cheering teammates to accompany the performance.
Are you addicted? Today I vowed to be shameless, right? In order to break the ball, the self-destructive image should not be a fairy, right?
"Come on, get down, get started."
Pooh! wishful thinking. If the Shuiwahu trio had in their mouths at the moment, they would definitely be eager to slap Zhuo Yang's face, even if they were beaten by him afterwards.
I have seen shamelessness, I have never seen such shamelessness, you also deserve to wear Real Madrid No. 18, that is our legendary number in team history... a paradox.
The Shuiwahu three are unambiguous. Even if they don’t make small moves, they can still make Zhuo Yang not say that shooting is useless. He can't even turn around. He can only twist his big in the direction of Shui Ye and the goal behind him. Ball, but also constantly being pushed out of the penalty area.
Naddy Navas kept stretching his head and necking between the goal and the back of Lord Sui to spy on the enemy through the gap. The action is like a wretched thief, and also like a fat-headed turtle.
Respond to the other body in the way of the other, and the Shui Ye must guard against the Zhong Yaxing unabated. "Lao Zhuo, you are so awesome to shoot, you pass, you pass first, then shoot again, you finish shooting before... Fuck!!"
Zhuo Yang suddenly passed it, heels. But the six legs behind the three of Shui Ye are still legs, and everyone else in Real Madrid has legs. The ball that kicks out of the heel will definitely be blocked by which leg.
However, Zhuo Yang knocked out the top.
It's totally unreasonable to say that you can pick your toes, rub your feet, and end your feet. But who has ever seen a thick and simple heel that can hit a top ball?
All Real Madrid people did not expect that they cannot be blamed for their lack of knowledge, only that they have never seen a ghost.
After the game, through high-speed video and slow playback, you can clearly see that Zhuo Yang first slammed the ground with his left foot, causing the football to bounce slightly from the turf, and then hit the lower part of the football with his right foot. Therefore, Newton was relieved that this overhead parabola can still be explained from classical physics.
But why does the football bounce? Newton felt painful again. Zhuo Yang is not only shameless, but also not a human being. The gangster can martial arts.
The Manchester City players who followed the outflank didn't know how Zhuo Yang followed up to the top, but it didn't matter, the football flew to Fei Niao's head.
Fei Niao didn't know how Zhuo Yang, who was surrounded and turned his back, saw his position, but it didn't matter, Fei Niao knew exactly what to do at this time.
With explosive strength in the waist and abdomen, the front legs arched and the hind legs kicked, and the head slammed forward, Fei Niao rushed the football into the left half empty goal before Carvajal.
3:3, Manchester City magically equalized.
With two bald heads on the sidelines, Guardiola jumped up the familiar Catalan Yangko, while Zidane's face sank like water, as deep as an authentic master of metaphysics, only the expanding and shrinking nostrils betrayed his inner anger.
But Qi Zu, after all, is a natural football master and a natural big-game head coach, and he soon calmed down from the intense contrast of anger.
It is not terrible to be evened bizarrely. The game has reached 81 minutes, and Manchester City, which has one less player and is at a disadvantage in physical and even tactical abilities, will still be subject to Real Madrid's overall strength in the following time.
Even if they retreat 10,000 steps, Real Madrid is not afraid to play overtime at all. The longer the overtime, the more irreparable the disadvantage of Manchester City. Really kicked into overtime, Zidane guaranteed that Real Madrid can kick Manchester City out of shit.
However, there is one thing that Qi Zu knows very well. He raises his hands to welcome him in extra time, but he must not penalize each other. Would rather hang yourself, would rather lose in overtime, would rather not be a coach to go home to drive a tractor, and never penalize Zhuo Yang, that is not the sin that humans deserve.
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Fei Niao also scored the first goal of his life in the Champions League final. He was so happy that he ate a magpie egg. If it weren't for holding it with your hands, the corners of the mouth would have been pulled up to the ears.
"Old Zhuo, you...steel ground...I..., hey, there's nothing to repay you, I'll just knock one for you."
After saying that, he would pay his head, almost not scaring Zhuo Yang to death. I'm really shameless, but I didn't expect Fei Niao not only shameless, but also a second-hand.
Holding his two elbows, Fei Niuleng was about to go down, Zhuo Yang had to make Biezi put him on the turf under his feet, and then asked everyone to press up.
"Hurry up for a while, UU will continue to play after reading www.uukanshu.com," Zhuo Yang said: "We can't play overtime with Real Madrid."
If the penalty kick is directly tied in 90 minutes, Zhuo Yang will welcome him with all his limbs, but in the overtime game, Real Madrid will definitely beat him out. With the situation of Manchester City today, it is absolutely impossible to survive overtime.
This situation is clear to all Manchester City people. One less person wants to strengthen the defense, and can't play overtime to strengthen the offense. Guardiola called Sterling to come and chase away, and then to chase him away, tangled like vines in a bush.
After a brief period of sorrow and joy, Zidane was full of ambitions looking forward to playing overtime. Guardiola racked his brains desperately to find ways to avoid overtime. The two bald ladles are like two gilt hammers, shining with wisdom and anxiety. The light.
But there are also Real Madrid players who are not attentive to Zidane. At least Cristiano Ronaldo and Bale have no plans to play overtime.
Ronaldo is determined to complete the Champions League hat trick today and surpass Zhuo Yang. Bell vowed to score a lore goal in front of his hometown elders and establish Real Madrid's twelfth crown, not for Zidane, only for Cardiff and Real Madrid.
Cristiano Ronaldo and Bell went crazy, and the two Biaozi joined forces to make Manchester City fall to death.