"Bang!"

The disemboweling Huaxia heavy artillery let out a muffled sound.

Not the barrel, but the sound of a shell hitting the target.

Looking at Christie, who was hit in the abdomen by the ball and fell to the ground, still not taking in less air and exhaling more, Ye Feng really didn't react.

Huaxia heavy artillery stuffed on him?

I'm not going to kill anyone, am I?

This time, it's really not light!

Ye Feng knew very well the power of the Huaxia heavy artillery, and he was already very his feet, coupled with the blessing of the power of the Huaxia heavy artillery, he shot out with one kick, in fact, there was really no essential difference between the disemboweled shells.

It's just that one will explode and the other won't.

It must be more than 150 kilometers per hour, right?

I can't imagine that Christie would dare to block it with her physical body.

Aren't you afraid of the destruction of your body? Or have you cultivated to the point where you can detach your soul?

Seeing him lying half-dead on the ground, Ye Feng felt that he might not have cultivated to his home yet.

There was no need for the referee to blow the whistle at all, and the game was already stopped.

In the spirit of humanitarianism, Ye Feng, who was closest to Christie, walked over quickly, checked Christie's status, and then immediately turned around and waved to the sidelines, signaling the stretcher to enter the field quickly.

However, after several players from the opponent rushed over, they indignantly pushed Ye Feng away.

Ye Feng said that he was very innocent, and I didn't mean to suffocate him.

The referee walked over, looked at Christie sympathetically, and looked at Ye Feng's right foot with fear.

This kick is really infiltrating.

It seems that when he blows the penalty game, he has nothing to do but stop in front of Ye Feng, God knows if this kick is on him, and he will be able to enforce the game in the future.

The Dusseldorf fans in the stands booed and were furious, and they were eager to rush into the stadium and tear Ye Feng alive, in their opinion, Ye Feng, the bastard, definitely did it on purpose.

The stretcher came in a hurry, and left in a hurry, but when he left, the stretcher sank a lot.

was carried off the field, Christie was about to roll her eyes, the team doctor urgently checked, and then pinched her fingers, the situation seemed to be a little bad.

So the ambulance entered the scene, loaded on Christie, and drove to the nearest hospital with a red light on.

The game was interrupted for several minutes before it finally resumed.

"I knew you wouldn't let him go easily, this kick is really relieving!" Liu Xing patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, with a smug expression of "I expected you to do this".

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, labor and management didn't mean it at all!

Although Christie's mouth is a little stinky and arrogant, it is not so hateful, it is okay to win him openly on the court, where would Ye Feng hurt him in such a bad way?

He knew very well the power of his kick, and it was smothered in Christie's stomach, and if it was serious, he was afraid that he would break off a few ribs.

Even if he didn't mean to, he was a little apologetic.

But on second thought, no matter what the process was, now the result is that Christie is in the hospital and her defensive goals are gone.

Doesn't that mean that you have completed the task ahead of schedule?

In an instant, the apology on Ye Feng's face disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a grin at the corner of his mouth.

As long as Christie doesn't crawl out of the hospital in the form of a corpse, then he can declare that his mission has been completed ahead of schedule.

Beautiful!

Go back to the hospital and bring a wreath to Christie...... No, let's send a flower basket for condolences.

Glancing at Liu Xing, Ye Feng turned around and continued the game, he knew that it was his turn to brush up on defensive data.

In the end, relying on the goal of substitute striker Yilmaz, Bayern II won away from home and won all three points.

The game was anticlimactic, and the confrontation between Ye Feng and Chris was also anticlimactic, and it ended in an unexpected way.

No matter how loud the boos in the stands are shocking, anyway, after every away goal, the boos are so harsh, Ye Feng has long been used to it.

All he wants now is to know how many euros he has swiped out for this game.

Offensive statistics are settled according to the normal coefficient and total 39,300 euros.

Next, it's the turn of the real feast.

1 yellow card, 5,000 euros

3 successful top battles, 3,000 euros;

7 successful tackles, 7,000 euros;

1 interception, 1000 euros;

1 clearance, 1,000 euros;

7 fouls, 4,000 euros;

12,132 meters, 12,132 euros;

A total of 33,132 euros.

Multiplied by a 10 times coefficient, it is equal to 331,320 euros, plus the previous 39,300 euros, then Ye Feng brushed out a total of 403752 euros in this game.

Brush 40w!

After changing clothes in the locker room, Ye Feng, who was counting the accounts with his fingers, smiled like a one-meter-eighty-five child, and at the same time, this child also had a pair of 46-yard feet......

Looking at the balance of the system, he found that after a few games, he had accumulated a wealth of more than 80w euros, Ye Feng really wanted to go to the waves.

When I have money, I buy two A-level skills at a time, use one, throw one!

That's how capricious!

But if you look at the 150w euros required by the Lv3 level copper wall, Ye Feng has a kind of "I'm a poor egg" rush, which is extraordinarily strong.

Don't say anything, let's keep asking for food!

......

When it comes to doing what he says, before returning to Munich, Ye Feng really went to visit Christie in the hospital, and Ye Feng went with the second team head coach Grande and the three good friends of the Happy Heavenly Group.

Christie was lucky that her strong abs withstood the huge impact of the Chinese heavy artillery, and the final result was only a cracked rib.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect this to happen, I didn't mean to!"

Walking into the ward, putting down the flower basket and fruits, Ye Feng tried his best to show a smiling face.

I have to say that although this guy has a very stinky mouth, he is indeed very powerful, if it weren't for this accident, it would be difficult for Ye Feng to say whether he could complete the task.

"You don't need it!" Christie wanted to turn her head, but found that a reporter was following, so she could only squeeze out a little smile, so awkward that her whole face was about to be distorted.

"No, at least I'll be relieved after I come."

"There's no need, a game is a game, just do what you want."

"So unkind?"

"No, I just hate you, that's all."

"Then I'm so honored!"

"If you didn't score, it was luck."

"You didn't score either!"

"If it weren't for you, I would have scored."

"You wouldn't have scored without me."

"I can!"

"No, you can't!"

"Get out!"

"Okay, goodbye!"

......

Liu Xing silently put down the fruit basket, turned his head and asked Erwa quietly: "What are the two of them doing?" ”

Mueller shrugged, saying he didn't know.

Only Bud groped his chin, recalled his interaction pattern with his girlfriend, and muttered to himself, "Is it flirting?" ”