Even though Zhuo Yang is not used to angering his teammates on the court, especially if he had made up his mind not to lose his temper on the national teammates with weak self-esteem, this time he almost couldn't hold back.

　　

　　How **** self-righteous are you? How stupid are you fucking?

　　

　　 Zhuo Yang is scolding Deng Biaoxiang and Wang Dalei, he even has the urge to slap these two goods.

　　

　　 Zhuo Yang released the football to Deng Biaoxiang who was stationed outside the big penalty area during the defense. He was the most empty. But after Xiao Deng got the ball, De Tu flashed in front of him. This is normal, you just dial the football to Hao Junmin who is waiting to be answered next, it is completely effortless. Hao Junmin is controllable and takeable. Even if he cannot complete a surprise attack, at least his own restricted area is temporarily safe.

　　

　　 But Deng Biaoxiang chose to surpass De Tu!

　　

　　 You first ask if Messi will be tougher than De Tu, ask if Ronaldinho will, and ask if Zhuo Yang will. If the three most famous kings in football today are not the best in the situation, who can't think of sixteen people?

　　

　　Young people are arrogant and arrogant, you Deng Biaoxiang is so bold!

　　

　　De Tu just stretched his legs and leaned on his body. Deng Biaoxiang lost the ball five meters away from the penalty area.

　　

　　 The defense of the Chinese team was just relieved, and the center of gravity was about to be pushed out. The football was hung back by German Tu. The goal was Kuyt at the other end of the penalty area, and he was just left by Du Wei.

　　

Zhuo Yang was not ambiguous at all. Several strides and half of the restricted area appeared in front of Kuyt. A horizontal flying shovel forced him not to shoot directly. Then he stopped at his feet and stood upright in horror. Ge Bindan.

　　

　　Kid, have the ability to shoot one in front of me or have a look?

　　

　　 Kuyt has no chance at all. His only option is to re-play the football out of the penalty area and let Fan Umbrella or whoever organizes it again. At this moment, a tiger was suddenly killed from behind Zhuo Yang, and with a roar, Kuyt even brought the ball to the ground. Kuytner shouted: My life is gone! Hu Wei's rolled sand blows Zhuo Yang's eyes.

　　

　　 Wang Dalei laughed with flowers shaking. "Ahahaha~, come on, come on a penalty kick! Ahahaha, I like your penalty kicks best."

　　

　　 Until the referee of Larryonda turned yellow and red at him, Wang Dalei was still immersed in the self-entertaining Hei C space. Zhuo Yang lowered his head sadly, and De Tu looked at him distressedly: Brother, how do you spread such a stupid teammate? God jealous!

　　

"Woo ha ha ha~~, it’s so easy to come down with an old man. Woo ha ha ha~~, you can’t get in again with a fine of 10,000. Lao Tzu is Goecherei, Wang Naldo, Lao Tzu is a penalty shooter! Woo ha ha ha~~ Hmm? What happened?"

　　

　　 finally saw the referee's decisive eviction gesture, and Wang Dalei seemed to realize that he was making a big mistake. He only ignored the penalty kick but forgot that he was already carrying a yellow card.

　　

　　 "Zhuo... Zhuo team, what... what happened?"

　　

　　 Zhuo Yang closed his eyes in disgust, frowned and didn't go to see him, but waved at him to get out. Even if there was no yellow card before, even if there is a ball bug, you can't deliberately make a penalty for your opponent. Do you know how hurtful this skill is?

　　

"Team... Captain, you help to talk about it, change your personal...red card...okay, I think Xiao Deng is quite suitable. Or... let me throw this ball and go down again? Okay? You help? I talk about it."

　　

　　 "Go down!!!" Zhuo Yang finally failed to hold back, and angered Wang Dalei out of the court.

　　

　　 This time the pause is a little long, and the Dutch have no temper, no one can miss the goalkeeper. Three minutes later, the substitute goalkeeper Yang Jun who had completed the emergency warm-up replaced Deng Biaoxiang. Yang Jun went to the door and tightened his gloves tightly, then nodded toward Zhuo Yang.

　　

　　 30-year-old Yang Jun and 21-year-old Wang Dalei are completely different types of goalkeepers. Yang Jun’s talents are very general, but his basic skills are solid, and his training is hard and hard. His goalkeeper is unlikely to reach too high, but being a substitute will always make people feel relieved. In these respects, Yang Jun is much like the second gate of Fort Mady, the superman Edmund.

　　

　　 In fact, Yang Jun is only the third goalkeeper of the Chinese team this time, the second goal is Yang Zhi, Jie Shuai chose him at this time the only reason is a penalty kick. Among the three goalkeepers, Wang Dalei's talent is the most exaggerated, and he and Zhuo Yang are also the most skillful in penalties. Although Yang Jun's overall strength is slightly inferior to Yang Zhi, but he is very stable in the penalty kick, and the cooperation with Zhuo Yang is also quite tacit.

　　

　　Not only this penalty, Jie Shuai has begun to consider the subsequent penalty shootout.

　　

　　Yang Jun stood steadily on the door line, but the Dutch made a difficult decision. They are not as ignorant as Wang Dalei. In fact, they have no impression of Wang Dalei. In fact, it does not make any difference to the Dutch who stands on the Chinese team's door. As long as Zhuo Yang is still at the top of the arc, they will have little courage to stand up.

　　

　　Who should go? Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and pretend to look at Tian Zuo Gu You Pan, there is no appearance of scrambling in ordinary games.

　　

　　De Tu sighed in his heart, just about to go up, but a statement sigh came in his ear. 'Ugh! 'Van Bronckhorst stood out and entered the restricted area dignifiedly. No one dared to take it. It would be too ridiculous for this captain to stand up again.

　　

　　 The whistle sounded for a long time, Fan team did not start, he did not think about how to kick the penalty. Fan team stood there thinking, thinking about it, Larry Onda referee is not in a hurry, Zhuo Yang is not in a hurry. You better think of the end of overtime. When the time comes, I will ask the Chinese Football Association to send you a plaque with the letter ‘Undercover Light’ written on it.

　　

　　The temper tantrum is anxious~lightnovelpub.net~ Don't look at how he dare not kick, but he is not nervous when others come to kick. "You kick!"

　　

　　 gave Fan a terrified shock. He ran up like a scared rabbit, but he still didn't figure out how to play the ball. Therefore, it is a weird thing to be able to play well. The football is as high as a relief. Zhuo Yang does not know how to direct Yang Jun.

　　

　　 Zhuo Yang still has movements, he and his brother De slaughtered once. After arbitrarily pulling his hand upwards, he suddenly tilted his body to make a fake movement to rush into the restricted area. The German Tu near him did not dare to neglect. He was very aware of how his brother's ability to predict was against the sky, so he wanted to follow him.

　　

　　 Zhuo Yang another bullfighter flashed towards the frontcourt and suddenly turned to accelerate. De Tu was shocked. The ball was lost in the 90th minute. De Tu Jisha turned around and followed closely, inseparable from Zhuo Yang. When he reattached his brother, Zhuo Yang took root again and laughed at him. So, De Tu also laughed. At this point, the football had already flown to the stands.

　　

At the peak level of the two people's break-away and anti-break-off games, they looked at Fan Umbrella who has been watching Zhuo Yang's dancing without seeing the penalty kick. It is already obsolete.