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Ye Feng used a Chinese heavy cannon to rewrite the score on the field again!

His brace has already allowed the German team to touch the Hercules Cup with both hands!

"Ye Feng!"

"It's Ye Feng again!"

"He blasted the door open for the Dutch team with one of the most iconic heavy artillery shots!"

"Unbelievable, incredible!"

"He's scored his eighth goal of the tournament!"

"He has equaled the record of the alien Ronaldo!"

"He is God, and He is the God that we all need to worship!"

"Ye Feng!"

"Hooray!"

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The commentator had completely forgotten the rules he was supposed to follow, shouting hoarsely, even more agitated than the average player.

And German fans all over the world have gone into a frenzy.

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

"I knew that Ye Feng would definitely bring victory to the German team!"

"We are champions!"

"Long live Ye Feng!"

"Roar!"

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Unbridled revelry, hysterical celebrations, at this moment, it was as if the whole planet was cheering and shouting for the German team.

On the field, the German team was also celebrating wildly, and this goal not only changed the score, but also may have sealed the victory for them.

They will never let victory slip away!

On the other hand, the Dutch players on the field were already depressed, their heads seemed to be drooping, and there was no sparkle in their eyes.

The two goals were like poking two big holes in their bodies, and the blood was gushing out, and it would be all over the ground in a while!

Fighting and losing decently, even less temper on the field, losing and losing, what face do they have to stand here?

They really want to end the game immediately, and then find a no-man's corner to cry silently, and use time to heal the wounds in their hearts.

Van der Vaart crouched on the ground, his gaze glazed over, and the huge blow made him completely lose his soul.

The ball was cut off by Ye Feng from his feet, and the German team's fast attack also started from that moment.

If he had paid more attention to Ye Feng and been more careful with Ye Feng, then he might not have made such a mistake and would not have given the German team a chance to attack quickly.

But it's too late to say anything, he's already a sinner in the Dutch team!

At the peak of the Dutch team's offensive, they were won by the German team's fast attack, not to mention the impact of the simple score, the Dutch team's discouragement made them no longer have any fighting spirit.

With less than 20 minutes left on the game time, do the Netherlands still have a chance to turn the tables?

There is little hope!

Even if their strong attacking power could break through the German team's goal, they did not dare to guarantee that their defense would withstand the German team's onslaught!

Competition, there is really no suspense anymore!

Even if the Dutch prayed in their hearts at this time that the team could reproduce the miracle of the Istanbul night, this South African night, do not believe in miracles!

The German players were still celebrating wildly, and even the referees didn't bother to interfere with them.

By the time the game restarted, it was already three minutes later.

Van Markwiel was still standing on the sidelines shouting to cheer up the players, but the timing had little effect, and even Van Markwiel felt that his shouting was powerless.

It's a bit desperate to face such a German team.

The Dutch young marshal has fully understood the frustration of the previous opponents of the German team!

The Spanish team in the last World Cup was desperate!

The German team in this World Cup is desperate!

This time, the Netherlands may continue to wear the hat of its uncrowned king, as if it will never be able to turn over!

The Dutch attack was weak, the backfield passes looked panicked, and they couldn't even see that they were the side behind at all, and they didn't seem to want to equalize at all.

Ye Feng stood near the middle circle, looking at the depressed appearance of the Dutch team, and really felt ridiculous in his heart!

In fact, even Ye Feng didn't expect the game to go like this!

It didn't feel like the final against the Netherlands was as up-and-down as Spain's semi-final, as if there was nothing left to show for it except for two goals.

Oh, no, the big brawl in the players' tunnel, I'm afraid it will be something Ye Feng will never forget in his life!

That's so much Nima cool!

It felt like the Netherlands were not beaten by Germany on the pitch, but in the tunnel of the players.

It's a bit funny.

Time was ticking down and the Dutch seemed to have given up on their resistance, they just wanted the game to end quickly.

Most of the players in the German team have begun to slow down the tempo and let the game take control of themselves and transition smoothly to the end of the game.

Of course, there are also those who are not satisfied with this, and several attacking players of the German team are still tirelessly pursuing goals.

Anyway, the overall situation has been decided, they are willing to play, and no one is stopping them!

So Gomez, Muller and Reus began to attack the Dutch team's only shell defence, and they wanted to score goals to end their World Cup journey.

However, a few people who are weak have done nothing.

"You have to help me!" After several shocks to no avail, Muller unwillingly came to Ye Feng's side and asked his little friend for help.

"Call Daddy!" Ye Feng smiled evilly, and the villain's triumphant expression on his face made Muller want to give Ye Feng a head hammer.

Muller hesitated for a long time, and under the strong temptation of the goal, he was still defeated and surrendered decisively.

"Daddy!"

"Good son, wait for Dad to give you an assist!"

Ye Feng touched Mueller's hair with satisfaction, as if caressing his beloved son.

Muller always felt as if he had become a dog, being petted by Ye Feng like this, not to mention, he was quite energetic!

Of course, even if Muller doesn't call him Dad, Ye Feng is willing to assist Muller, after all, their relationship is not father and son, but like father and son......

So, in the next time, Ye Feng was also more active in the attack, especially in the half of the Dutch team, several big straight stoppers almost cut the Dutch team's defense line, which was called unreasonable.

The Dutch players are very sad and angry, we all lost so badly, can't you have a little sympathy?

What's more, Ye Feng's scalpel pass is like his fist, it is so merciless!

However, Muller's luck seems to be a little bad, in the case of the Netherlands' resistance is not strong, Ye Feng's two through balls, one Muller stopped the ball and did not stop well, and one was offside, wasting the opportunity to score twice.

Muller felt that he was hell, if he took advantage of these two opportunities, wouldn't he have a chance to win the World Cup Golden Boot?

If Ye Feng knew that Muller still had thoughts about the World Cup Golden Boot, it was estimated that a slap could kill this rebel!

You have to remember that what your father gives you is yours, and if your father doesn't give it to you, you can't rob it!

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