"The English referee's punishment is almost unacceptable."

"A few seconds ago, Dong Fangzhuo was hooked to the ground by Ramos. He didn't make a penalty. After a few seconds, Villa fell in the penalty area. He actually gave a penalty. The problem is that his eyes are spent!"

"Not at all acceptable!"

"He actually awarded Spain a penalty!"

Sun Jihai didn't do it and immediately rushed to Boer to protest.

"This is a fake fall!"

"This guy fell fake!"

Although Bohr was also very impressed with Sun Jihai, he still shook his finger and insisted on his own opinion.

"No, this is a penalty,"

"You hooked him."

Sometimes, once the referee is tough, it is simply a super stupid, Boer's performance is now like this.

What a special!

Dong Fangzhuo was still angry, and he would not be fouled by Ramos. Why? Why give Villa a penalty?

Even if Dong Fangzhuo is calm, he can't stand Boer's punishment for such an idiot.

In the Premier League field, although Ball is a little famous, but every time he penalizes a penalty, it actually carries huge controversy. Dong Fangzhuo is no longer familiar with it. The biggest problem should be the appearance of Ramos...

He turned his head and saw Ramos high-five with Maniche.

"grass!"

Without Ramos's hooking, there will be no counterattack in Spain, and no Villa's flop!

Dong Fangzhuo walked past the referee Boll and gave Boe a meaningful look, saying nothing, but Bore's eyes seemed to be stunned...

Villa personally came to handle the penalty and stood in front of the penalty spot.

1:1.

Penalties were too simple for Villa, he didn't miss this opportunity.

The happy Spaniards all hugged together, except Canizares standing in front of the goal.

This goal can make them happy, as if the happiest thing in the world fell on their side.

"Shameless,"

"Too shameless."

"Got a penalty and they flew into the sky?"

"Spain, Spain. Once upon a time, you have to rely on penalty kicks to continue your life?"

Pappapap,

Dong Fangzhuo gently applauded near the middle circle: "It's okay, just give them a gift, everyone continue to cheer,"

"This is how Spain is."

"Continue to play our characteristics."

"My brother, no problem."

He did not forget to support Sun Jihai...

But after the game restarted, Spain seemed to calm down by equalizing the score, at least not in a hurry.

They firmly controlled the ball under their feet, and were not eager to attack. They might be worried that the Chinese team would fight back and want to score, so they played well.

The game seemed a bit bland.

Barcelona’s dual-core Harvey and Iniesta firmly control the midfield, and their skillful ball control and tacit understanding allow them to occupy an absolute advantage on the field. .

Spain has eroded the Chinese team's midfield through constant pass scheduling. The penalty kick just hit the Chinese team quite a bit. Everyone held their breath. Although they are somewhat passive at this time, everyone's fighting spirit is quite high. As long as Spain takes the ball, they will firmly pounce and block.

But this is useless!

When Zhao Xuri once again rushed to Iniesta on the right, Iniesta turned and pulled the ball once and a half, easily throwing away Zhao Xuri!

Then immediately hit Sun Jihai and Li Weifeng behind, this time, Villa was completely without any problems.

His coquettish running position made Sun Jihai and Li Weifeng have no choice. Iniesta's pass was thief and covert, even more timely.

The direct pass of the scalpel allowed Villa, who knew it, to easily get the ball on the left and hit the left side of the penalty area.

Although Spain equalized the score with a penalty kick, you can't deny that their play is really good.

When Villa took the ball to face Liu Yunfei on the left side of the big penalty area, Chinese fans were a little confused.

Since the start of the game, the Chinese team's defense has never encountered such a simple slaughter.

Villa's right foot once again hit a curved ball. The ball was drawn into the far corner with a beautiful arc. This is his usual way of shooting.

"Ugh!"

"There is no way, there is no problem in this ball,"

"But without the previous misjudgment, the score is not 1:2!"

Huang Jianxiang was downcast.

Zhang Lu seemed calmer.

"Ukraine is already 4:0, we are 1:2, and now we need to be more calm and not be able to get used to it!"

"Keeping a good mindset and playing for the remaining 20 minutes, it is our goal to go out smoothly."

"calm,"

"calm,"

"calm!"

2:1, which also makes the Spanish players calmer, as does Krautchen who is standing in the command zone. Although his way of doing things is crazy, it does not mean that he is not careful and not calm.

Although he felt suffocated in his heart, the most important thing now is to calm down the Chinese players and not allow the game to crash due to depression, so he keeps the translator conveying his meaning to the court.

The Chinese team must now play the game in their own way, and must never follow the pace of Spain...

Of course, after Spain's lead, it seems to be satisfied. Aragones also shouted a few words from the sidelines.

After that, Spain's rhythm became slower and slower. Barcelona's dual-core still controlled the ball in the midfield and backcourt, and the scene was steady.

The game lapsed in one minute and one second, and quickly consumed more than ten minutes. The game scene once became very tacit.

Ramos was even bored, constantly trying to rush from the right side, trying to assist a teammate, but the other teammates were not as excited as he was, no one ignored him, Harvey and Iniesta were more keen to control the ball At your feet, control the game in the backcourt.

Ramos could only helplessly retreat to the right...

"If you lose, you lose. Anyway, with this score, we can qualify."

"Spain won't be honorable even if it won."

In the stands, the angry Chinese fans also began to find reasons to comfort themselves. After all, such a result also allowed the Chinese team to get the second group to enter the top 16.

but,

In the 89th minute, the Spanish players pushed forward and seemed to be coming to an end. They were going to wind and rain again.

The Spanish team fell in the midfield, Ramos rushed up, and finally got the pass of his teammates. He dashed the ball to the Chinese team's big penalty area.

In the end, the ball was passed to the Chinese team's big penalty area. Sun Jihai headed the penalty area before Villa.

Li Weifeng made a big step forward and rushed the ball to his feet.

Ramos is not stupid. After passing the ball, he immediately ran to Dong Fangzhuo. As an excellent defender, he will not be stupid enough to make a second mistake.

Li Weifeng passed the ball to Chen Tao, and Chen Tao sent out a straight plug, which was Dong Fangzhuo he was looking for.

Ramos and Dong Fangzhuo ran in the same direction at the same time, and the speed of the two began to be comparable.

The ball arrived as scheduled!

Ramos glanced to the right and Maniche came!

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"What should he do!"

Huang Jianxiang roared out~lightnovelpub.net~ instantly excited.

At this time, Dong Fangzhuo got the ball, two picks, Ramos in the left rear, and Maniche in the front right!

"what!"

"Ox tail!"

Dong Fangzhuo pulled out a cow tail with his right foot and quickly buckled forward to kill.

"Maniche was killed! Dong Fangzhuo speeded up!"

"Ramos is back, Dong Fangzhuo's heel buckle!"

"Ramos was killed!

"Dong Fangzhuo has entered the big restricted area!"

"Juanito! Juanito!"

"This will be the last blow!"