Pogba is a big heart, and Wang Dalei is even more nervous, and he seems to be like a dog, but actually likes to make some nonsense, so the two of them can actually worship for this.

　　 But the arrogant and domineering Wang Dalei opened his mouth, which completely eliminated this possibility.

　　 "You guys don't do anything, do you know how to kick a penalty? Let's change your uncle scar." Dalei's old John tone obviously asked a tutor to practice it secretly.

　　 Pogba is the kind of master who has to coax, and he is essentially an older child. It's okay to scold him and train him, but to score people, and you need to show intimacy inside and out. He disliked who questioned him most, let alone despised him.

　　 "You are a mad hammer, stinky hillbilly, there is a kind of don't let Old Zhuo point you." The person with big heart doesn't care about the opponent's psychological tactics, and Pogba immediately retorted.

　　 Dalei is obviously better, he no longer wrestles with Pogba, but walks two steps closer and points at the scar.

"Brother Scar, you come here, you come, you come to punish him, he won't. Let your brother serve you, I really don't want to bully him." From'Uncle Scar' to'Brother Scar', Da Lei invisibly occupied Boge again Pakistan's cheap. And he knows how powerful it is, a little provocative, but he doesn't dare to talk too much.

　　How cunning the scar is, he knows that no matter how he receives Wang Dalei's words, whether he gets angry or verbally abuses him, he will be at a disadvantage and his identity is not equal. So Scar's counterattack hit the key point, knowing who can control this group of second-hands.

　　 He ignored Wang Dalei at all, turned his head and pointed at Zhuo Yang Yiyang: "Spicy and spicy, this is what you teach, no matter what?"

　　 Zhuo Yang smiled and said, "I'm mad at you." But he still waved to Wang Dalei, and let Dalei shut his mouth decisively and return to the door line.

　　 Small mouth artillery is harmless, Zhuo Yang is not afraid that Scar and Pogba will turn their faces, he has 10,000 ways to make them turn their faces back again. The key is that the Chinese team is behind in the score, time is tight again, and one less player. No matter how big a fuss is, it is not good for the Chinese team.

　　 Roldan gave an order from the referee, and Pogba and Wang Dalei opened their positions. The Chinese team has to defend the ball, and the front of the penalty area is full of people. If you have more strength, you will have an opportunity to make up for it later.

　　 For France, the penalty kick is just a surprise on the way to advancement. Even if it does not score, it will not hurt the team's score advantage. Therefore, only three or two people surrounded, and the overall defensive formation did not relax.

　　 When the whistle sounded, Pogba kicked up after a run-up.

　　 In fact, Pogba did not understand the meaning of breaking Zhuoyang’s penalty kick. He was just a habit of self-confidence. But to put it bluntly, the most important thing is self-confidence. Technically, Pogba is certainly not lacking.

　　 He was still a little clever. Before he touched the ball, he suddenly turned his ankle and twisted his footing leg. He suddenly changed the movement of pulling to the left to the right.

　　 But it's always a temporary change. In order to keep the angle accurate, Pogba didn't use too much force and changed from a volley to a push.

　　 But how could he conceal Zhuo Yang with this set of things, and made clear instructions, and Wang Dalei was on the right side like a grasshopper.

　　 just looked at Zhuo Yang's gestures to rush towards the direction. It's a personal experience. Even a dog can train for two days. It's nothing magical. But only the direction is definitely not good. The human body plus the waving of the limbs can control how much area, which is far from enough to block all possibilities.

　　 So the posture in the air, his own judgment of the ball path, and the subtle feeling of the ball speed are also very important factors. These Zhuo Yang can't help, and rely on the goalkeeper's own craftsmanship.

　　 is equivalent to Zhuo Yang giving a copy of "Nine Yin Zhenjing", telling you that you can go to Huashan to discuss the sword by practicing it. But whether it can be practiced depends on the individual.

　　Only looking at the penalty kick, Wang Dalei basically trained himself as Ouyang Feng. This is where he is really better than Yan Junlin, and it is not easy to compare horizontally. Maybe he is already the world's best goalkeeper with penalty bugs. God really rewarded him for this bowl of rice.

　　 It's not magical to pounce. It takes kung fu to fully stretch out. He has a great lei and deep effort. He directly shot Pogba at low altitude and grabbed the dead-end football with both palms.

　　 is incredibly stable.

　　 Pogba is stupid. It's not ashamed to score without a penalty. It doesn't matter if the kick is missed or saved, but it's just confiscated by the goalkeeper.

　　 Pogba Xin said: This product, you should be a good hand to work as a loading and unloading worker for the watermelon cart...

　　Wang Dalei locked his fingers tightly in the way of strangling a football, his body quickly bounced after inertially rolling on the grass. At this time, Zhuo Yang had already turned over from the arc of the command position and stabbed to the front, his reaction and speed were faster than that of a dog.

　　 Da Lei was also very fast. Before he got up, he looked for the captain with his eyes. After standing upright, he immediately led the big arm to throw the ball to launch a counterattack, aiming at Team Zhuo.

　　 Hand throwing is the basic skill of all goalkeepers, which is equivalent to bumping the ball, but any goalkeeper has no problem getting his head straight. Practicing hundreds of times a day, frozen shoulder can't do this job. The only difference between the level of hand throwing is the tactical awareness and the layout of the court, which is the most reasonable question of whom to throw.

　　 Dalei has no periarthritis of the shoulders, and he does not need to be rational. He is 100% correct in throwing to the Zhuo team. The tactics are correct and politically correct.

　　 But Pogba reacted very quickly, knowing that Wang Dalei would never be able to attack smoothly without looking back, he leaped forward with his teeth and claws, and covered Wang Dalei's sight with his huge body.

　　 Dalei was also unambiguous, stepped aside like a bullfighter, and stubbornly threw the football out with a roar.

　　 Pogba's block worked. In order to avoid him, Dalei eagerly threw the direction without deviation, but the strength was obviously over, a unicorn arm threw too far, and Zhuo Yang hadn't run away yet.

　　 looked up and watched the football pass by, Zhuo Yang cursed inwardly. Opposite is right back Sidibe, he can catch a lively landing without taking off, or he can make the ball turn around again, there are many choices.

　　 Knowing that there was no hope, Zhuo Yang didn't stop either, but made his last effort, sprinting towards Sidibe with force, grinning and frightening him.

　　 was really scared.

　　 The key is that Sidibe has no time to understand what is going on behind him. In case he is too far away from other teammates, he will have to turn around and fight head-on for Zhuo Yang to fight the ball. Although it is still dominant, but what if?

　　 In order to be safe, Sidibe shook his head and ferryed the ball to Toliso on the left.

　　 But Zhuo Yang's big mouth was really ugly. In a daze, Sidibe didn't have the best choice. He was a little bit off, and was intercepted by Maro who was also rushing, and the fried meatballs made Toriso pass.

　　 This time, Sidibe was really stupid.

　　 Zhuo Yang swiped past him, and then ‘swish, swish’ Kanter and Ma retired also passed by, vaguely he heard Ma retreat shouting, ‘Go after your mother’.

　　 Maro is very smart. Instead of taking his favorite right side with the ball, he cuts into the middle, which is equivalent to chasing Zhuo Yang's ass.

　　 In this way, Kanter and Ma, who are caught between him and Zhuo Yang, can only stop him first, and Maro wants this effect, he wants Zhuo Yang to unload the two sandbags.

Kanter and Ma retired and slowed down slightly. Maro immediately pushed Yu Deshui on the left flank. The old man understood that the ball was always faster than others. He swept the ball without stopping, this time very comfortably. To the front of Zhuo Yang running.

　　 Zhuo Yang's first ball was at the junction of Varane and Umtiti. Neither of them could get it right away, so they could only retreat quickly to double-team in the penalty area.

　　 It was obviously too late. At the moment when they closed the door, Zhuo Yang rose up with his right foot that made the sky and the earth changed, and fired fiercely on the penalty area line.

　　 As everyone knows, Zhuo Yang has the bad habit of single-handedly knocking out the opponent's goalkeeper, but sometimes he will change his evil and return to the right.

　　Loris didn't know if he should be grateful or annoyed, maybe it would be better for Zhuo Yang to force him to get him. What the **** is shooting, is it okay to explode thunder?

　　 The moment when his right foot drew on the football, it was obviously deformed and turned into a semicircle. In the next moment, he appeared on the net.

　　 The net is made of thick nylon, which is strong but not flexible. But the angry football raised the net backwards and straightened it abruptly, and several fixed wedges seemed to be pulled out of the soil. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 If there is no elasticity, it has become elastic. If not, you can try it?

　　 The football was bounced out of the goal by the net, and finally lost all kinetic energy, fell to the ground limply, exhausted.

　　 3:3, Zhuo Yang once again equalized the score in a desperate situation, and the Chinese team was once again invincible.

　　 This is the 13th goal that Zhuo Yang has scored in this World Cup, tying the single-time scoring record set by Juste Fontaine in the World Cup in Sweden 60 years ago.

　　 The match against the French team, tying the French legend's record, is very meaningful.

　　 The French fans broke their promise. They said before the game that they would cheer for Zhuo Yang's goal anyway. But at this moment, the reversal of the goal, only the Chinese cheered. The French in the stands, including Zidane and Butters, lost their interest in graceful applause, and looked like tens of thousands of fools.

　　 Benjamin Mendy is also a fool.

　　 His house rushed back to the door like a fire, just in time for the football to pop out of the net and faint to the ground. Feeling that he was playing with a group of fools, Mendy had nowhere to vent, so he gave the football a fierce kick and kicked it back into the goal.

　　 The kick was wrong.

　　 The football hit the goal post and woke up with pain again.

　　Football has a soul. It can be sung for heroes, but you can't blame it for no reason. After bounced back from the goalpost, the football was wedged viciously on Mendy's face: I let you do it.

　　 "Zier~~"

　　 Mendy's nosebleed spurted out. What a **** fool.