Even though Zhuo Yang was very unaccustomed to getting angry at his teammates on the field, especially when he had made up his mind not to lose his temper on the field with his teammates of the national team who had weak self-esteem, he almost couldn't hold back this time.

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

Zhuo Yang was secretly scolding Deng Bangxiang and Wang Dalei, and he even had the urge to slap these two goods.

Zhuo Yang cleared the football in defense to Deng Bangxiang, who was stationed outside the penalty area, and he was the most empty there. But after Xiao Deng got the ball, Detu was blocked in front of him like lightning. This is normal, you just throw the football to Hao Junmin, who is waiting to answer next to you, and it is not a hassle at all. Hao Junmin can be controlled, even if he can't complete a surprise counterattack, but at least his own penalty area is temporarily safe.

But Deng Bangxiang chose to be hard over Detu!

You first go and ask Messi if he will be hard over Detu, ask Xiao Luo if he will, and ask Zhuo Yang if he will. If the three most famous kings in football today are not in the case of a good situation, who will not think twice about slaughtering sixteen people?

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

Detu just stretched his leg and leaned on his body, and Deng Bangxiang lost the ball five meters outside the penalty area.

As soon as the Chinese team's defense breathed a sigh of relief, the center of gravity spread out and was about to be pressed out, when the football was hung back by Detu, and the target was Kuyt at the other end of the penalty area, and he had just been left by Du Wei.

Zhuo Yang was not ambiguous at all, and appeared in front of Kuyt in a few strides across the penalty area, a horizontal flying tackle forced him to shoot directly, and then stopped at his feet and straightened up in horror, hunched over.

Boy, do you have the ability to shoot one or more in front of me?

Kuyt had no chance at all, and his only option was to get the ball out of the box again and let Fan Umbrella or whoever else organise again. At this moment, a fierce tiger suddenly appeared from behind Zhuo Yang, and with a roar, Kuyt Lianren pounced on the ground with the ball. Kuytny shouted: My life is over! The wind and sand rolled up by Huwei blinded Zhuo Yang's eyes.

Wang Dalei laughed and trembled. "Aha~~, come on, come to the penalty! Aha, I like you to take penalties the most. ”

Until the referee of La Leonda turned two yellows and one red at him, Wang Dalei was still immersed in the hi C space of self-entertainment. Zhuo Yang lowered his head sadly, and Detu looked at him distressedly: Brother, why are you such a stupid teammate? God is jealous of talents!

"Woo hahahaha~~, let's put down one Lao Tzu, how simple is this. Woohahahaha~~, you can't get in if you pay another 10,000 fines, Lao Tzu is Goye Chelei, Wang Nardo, Lao Tzu is a penalty nemesis! Woo hahahaha~~ Huh? What's going on? ”

Finally seeing the referee's decisive expulsion gesture, Wang Dalei seemed to realize his big mistake, and only cared about saving the penalty but forgot that he had already received a yellow card.

"Zhuo...... Team Zhuo, what...... What's going on? ”

Zhuo Yang closed his eyes in disgust, frowned and didn't look at him, just waved at him and told him to get out of here. Even if there is no yellow card before, even if the penalty kick BUG exists, you can't deliberately make a penalty for the opponent, do you know how hurtful Lao Tzu's skill is?

"Team...... Captain, can you help me talk about it, and change someone...... Red...... It's good, I think Xiao Deng is quite suitable. Or...... Let me finish this ball and go down? Good no good? Tell me about it. ”

"Get out of here——!!!" Zhuo Yang finally couldn't hold it down, and an angry reprimand knocked Wang Dalei out of the court.

This pause was a bit long, and the Dutchman had no temper, and he couldn't miss a goalkeeper. Three minutes later, Yang Jun, a substitute goalkeeper who had completed an emergency warm-up, replaced Deng Bangxiang. Yang Jun walked to the door, tightened his gloves, and nodded vigorously at Zhuo Yang.

30-year-old Yang Jun and 21-year-old Wang Dalei are completely different types of goalkeepers, Yang Jun's qualifications and talents are very average, but the basic skills are very solid, and the training is hard, diligent and practical. It's impossible for a goalkeeper like him to reach too high heights, but it's always reassuring to be a substitute. In these respects, Yang Jun is very much like the second gate of Madibourg, Superman Edmund.

In fact, Yang Jun is only the third goalkeeper of the Chinese team this time, and the second goalkeeper is Yang Zhi, and the only reason why Jie Shuai chose him at this time was to take a penalty. Among the three goalkeepers, Wang Dalei is the most talented, and he and Zhuo Yang are also the most skilled in penalty gestures. Although Yang Jun's comprehensive strength is slightly inferior to Yang Zhi, he is very stable in saving penalties, and his cooperation with Zhuo Yang is also quite tacit.

Not only this one penalty, Jie Shuai has already begun to think about the subsequent penalty shootout.

Yang Jun stood firmly on the goal line, but the Dutch made a difficulty. They are not as ignorant as Wang Dalei, in fact, they have no impression of Wang Dalei, in fact, it makes no difference to the Dutch who is standing on the goal line of the Chinese team. As long as Zhuo Yang was still pointing at the top of the arc, it would be difficult for them to have the courage to stand on the white spot at this time.

Who should go? Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and pretend to look at the sky left and right, all of them don't look like they are scrambling in ordinary games.

Detu sighed secretly in his heart, and was about to walk up, but there was a sigh in his ears. 'Alas——! Van Bronckhorst stood out and stepped into the box with a solemn look. No one dares to take responsibility, and if he doesn't stand up as a captain, it's too unusual.

Half an hour after the whistle blew, the Fan team did not start for a long time, and he did not think about how to take the penalty kick at all. Team Fan just stood there thinking, thinking and thinking, the referee of La Leonda was not in a hurry, and Zhuo Yang was not in a hurry. You'd better think of the end of overtime, and then I'll ask the Chinese Football Association to send you a plaque with the golden words 'Undercover Light'.

The short-tempered Fan Umbrella was in a hurry, don't look at him and didn't dare to kick himself, but he wasn't nervous at all when others came to kick. "You're kicking——!"

A break startled Team Fan, and he reflexively ran up like a frightened rabbit, but he still didn't think about how the ball should be kicked. Therefore, it is strange to be able to play well, football is as high as a siege, and Zhuo Yang doesn't know how to command Yang Jun.

Zhuo Yang still moved, and he had a heart-to-heart fight with his brother Detu. After casually pulling his hand up, he suddenly leaned his body and made a feint to rush into the forbidden area. Detu beside him didn't dare to slack off at all, he knew very well how rebellious his brother's prediction ability was, so he jumped into it to follow.

Zhuo Yang another matador dodged and suddenly changed direction and accelerated in the direction of the front court, Detu was taken aback, and the ball was lost in the 90th minute. Detu turned around and followed closely in a hurry, inseparable from Zhuo Yang. When he reattached his brother, Zhuo Yang took root and stood firm again, laughing at him. So, Detu also laughed. By this time, the football had flown into the stands.

The two of them got rid of the game at the peak level, and looked at Fan Umbrella, who had not watched the penalty kick and had been watching how Zhuo Yang danced, and he said in his heart: Obediently, if this is replaced by me, I am afraid that the crotch bone has been abolished.