Chapter 300: It's a great goal

Rooney slammed into Ye Feng, and Ye Feng was also polite, but also slammed into Rooney.
On the strength of the body, Ye Feng, who has been relying on his body to eat since he was a child, is really uneasy.
In the sparkle of fire, the two hit everything, as if Mars hit the earth, extremely tragic.
Rooney was a little embarrassed, and was almost knocked off and flew out, and he was staggered for a few steps before barely keeping his balance.
Of course, Ye Feng didn't get any better. He also stumbled and barely fell.
However, in the next reaction, Ye Feng was one step faster than Rooney. When Rooney could not accept that he was almost hit and flew out, Ye Feng had once again rushed to the ball like a cheetah, and finally got the ball, ending England An attack.
And then, it was a moment for the German team to fight back.
Ye Feng didn't stick the ball and sent the ball directly to the piggy's feet. The piggy also delivered the ball quickly. The ball was passed to the wing and Germany's fastest Royce's feet.
Royce spread his feet and rushed with the ball. It was really like a rocket flying into the sky.
And Klose and Mueller, as well as Barack and Ye Feng's fast-breaking follow-up, is still so sharp.
Same recipe, same taste, same sharp counterattack.
The German fans in the stands will be excited to the climax. Such a counterattack will make people's adrenal hormones burst the table!
Although England's defense seemed to keep up this time, it was still helpless in the face of Germany's wolf-like offense.
Royce crossed the midfield, Klose made a ball from the back, Barak faced England's defense, pretended to shoot, but finally sent the ball to Ye Feng's feet.
The assist from the captain, how could Ye Feng not accept it, not to mention, no one is defending himself.
The familiar gesture, the violent footwork, Ye Feng's heavy artillery once again exploded in the World Cup, becoming a classic scene.
with no doubt!
England goalkeeper Green had no way to face Ye Feng's explosive shot. Although he made efforts to make a save, he still could not reach the shot that made him nearly desperate.
Goal!
Another free volcano erupted in the Arena of Free State, boiling wildly.
Ye Feng Hi!
This goal, Tai Nima cool!
Opened his arms directly, flew up on the court, roared while rushing, venting his excitement.
What is missing?
If you lack nothing, you will miss goals!
What do you do to compete for the World Cup golden boots without scoring a goal?
Thanks to the old England train for the goal!
The teammates also rushed over excitedly, surrounded Ye Feng and began to celebrate, everyone cheered for the goal.
The game only took less than 30 minutes, and the German team had already led by two goals. The game was completely controlled by the Germans.
Heinx celebrated excitedly, then went directly to the bench and sat down, not commanding on the sidelines.
Where is he still used to direct?
The tactics are set and the team plays so smoothly again, so sit back and watch the game comfortably.
But Capello, not far away, was in a completely different state, his eyebrows closed, and his face extremely dark.
Strictly speaking, England is not too bad to play, and the offense is also very threatening, but it feels a little meaningless, and there is no good way to fight back against the German team.
Capello did not expect that the German team will use this method to fight against England. It can be said that England is already very passive.
If the situation cannot be changed as soon as possible, the final result is simply unimaginable.
At this time, the fans who watched the British-German war were also stimulated by these two goals.
"Nima, as expected, the British-German war was hot. This counterattack made my heart jump!"
"I feel like England is playing well, why are two goals behind?"
"The German team is too uncommon, and actually kicked England with a British counterattack, isn't this a face?"
"Why do I feel that England will be washed by German blood?"
"The most brutal Germany in history, Tanima is bloody!"
"I'm really foreboding!" Ye Feng smiled at Barak when he returned to the half-time celebration: "Look, we may enter five, but England may not be able to enter that one!"
Barak rolled his eyes. Doesn't 5:0 sound better than 5:1?
"Don't worry about that much, there is nothing wrong with scoring more goals, don't tell me you have no idea about the World Cup golden boots!"
Ye Feng smiled, "Of course I have an idea, but I don't know if it can be realized!"
Just finished, Ye Feng suddenly shined, and then immediately said: "Otherwise, you pass me the ball, I score a goal, when you get the World Cup Golden Globe Award, I won the World Cup Golden Boot Award, what do you think? "
Ye Feng's words made Barak stunned. He really hadn't thought about the problem.
It sounds like the World Cup Golden Globe is very tempting!
With the achievements of the German team and their own strength, there may not be a chance to compete for the World Cup Golden Globe Awards.
I didn't expect it, but after thinking about it, my heart instantly became hot.
Barack is excited!
My entire career has been sad enough to remind you, so many runner-ups, and almost no personal honor, if you can make your career more than one World Cup Golden Globe honor, wouldn't it be the best affirmation of your own career?
"So why don't I shoot myself, and then take the World Cup Golden Globe and Golden Boot Award together?"
Although he already agreed with Ye Feng's statement, Barak laughed and laughed at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng couldn't help but whispered, "Don't make trouble, you are not afraid of my own recklessness, and then won both awards?"
Barak froze abruptly, not knowing what to say.
In this case, Ye Feng is really possible to do it.
Now, Ye Feng can be both an opportunity terminator and an opportunity creator. It would be terrible if he suffocated the data.
Needless to say, Ye Feng was able to win both awards while using his scalpel to help his teammates while he was heavy.
Not to mention anything else, Ye Feng’s current data is sufficiently competitive.
"Okay, I'll pass you the ball!" Barak thought about it and nodded. "But you can't waste too many opportunities!"
Ye Feng couldn't help but snapped his fingers, very excited.
If Barak stolen enough to help himself, wouldn't his burst of artillery stop?
The game restarted, and England became more cautious.
Not daring to attack so much again, the German team counterattacked twice to break their goal, can they still be stupid to keep pushing forward?
The two teams started to write more articles in the midfield, and at this time, Ye Feng's data also looked better.
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