Chapter 271: The Rough Demon

When a monster turns into a madman, it is when the heavens and the earth change color.

The spontaneous crisis brought Zhuo Yang unprecedented impatience on the field, he was eager to score goals and expand the score. It wasn't clear where that feeling came from, but Zhuo Yang was sure he had to go on to score.

"Old fellow, take care of your wife." Zhuo Yang didn't bother to be polite to Marcelinho again, and began to beat the drum and hammer to hit him.

"What do you mean? What does it mean? Marcelinho's eyes widened.

"Get out of here!!" No longer verbose, after a low shout, Zhuo Yang protected the ball with his back, and the knee of his left leg turned outward to secretly push the inside of Marcelinho's footing leg joint, which would not hurt you but also make you feel pain, and then shook his shoulder and back and crashed into the opponent.

First, Marcelinho didn't expect Zhuo Yang to suddenly become unsophisticated, and he started to play savage and rough from the demonic and delicate skills, and secondly, he was twelve centimeters lower than Zhuo Yang, and his chin was just hit by Zhuo Yang's raised shoulder. Marcelinho was knocked unconscious, and his footing legs could not take root and stand firmly, so he staggered back a few steps, and Zhuo Yang wiped the ball and strode away.

The sudden violence also shocked Basturk and Kovacs, the two who were originally in a delicate position only needed to jam their throats, and slightly blocked Zhuo Yang until Marcelinho stuck to him again, but Zhuo Yang came unreasonably to such a surprise It was really beyond their expectations, and the two of them involuntarily and very tacitly chose to step forward and close the door. With the duo's tactical awareness and ability to tackle at their feet, this is a stone door in the water with a chain of mechanisms and hidden weapons, which cannot be broken by Lara of the Tomb Raider.

However, Zhuo Yang blasted towards the stone gate like a battering ram!

Without any skill or hesitation, Zhuo Yang swept the wind and sand and carried the football, and crashed into the stone door that was about to be half-covered. The shocking waves moved together, and the waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen and opened.

Basturk and Kovacs stumbled to the right and left, savoring their lives on the grass. In the first half, it was a tease of demons, and now it is the annihilation of mad demons.

Kill these two generals, Zhuo Yang strode to the penalty area with the ball, changing the previous civet demon foxwalk, the rumbling footsteps of the outermost end of the stands of Victor Stadium can also be heard carefully and clearly, and the footsteps are like the heavy bass sound of the floor drum, shaking the entire stadium.

Simunich rushed up like a dead man, and the musketeer Gomez, who had been pestered by him and couldn't get a respite, took the opportunity to sneak up and get up, and spread it out to Zhuo Yang as he ran: Hey, slut, buddy, this place is empty.

The brutal Zhuo Yang didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and let the trolls look at him, Zhuo Yang still followed the rhythm of his accented steps, changed direction with his right foot sideways, staggered Simunic and pulled out a larger shooting angle, and then started to shoot vigorously with his left foot on the next beat.

The outer instep is like O'Sullivan's stick on the snooker table, and the football kicked out is thunderous and bizarre, and the flight arc seems to turn a right-angle bend in the air in a trance. Hertha Berlin goalkeeper Fiedler, like in the first half, could only watch the ball sink into the net.

In the 81st minute of the second half, Zhuo Yang expanded the score to 2:0.

The general trend of this game has been decided, Zhuo Yang wanted to use the moonlight to sort out his mood, but found that his restless mood was even stronger, and it was not alleviated by the expansion of the score. Ignoring Gomez, who was rushing to him, he shook off the Musketeers' embrace with a cross-step feint and rushed straight to Hertha Berlin's goal, snatched the football from Fiedler, picked it up and ran towards the centre circle.

Not only the people of Madiburg, but even Hertha Berlin are a little messy: what is he trying to do? Is it good that Madiburg is ahead?

Zhuo Yang ran back to the center circle, pressed the football the origin, and beckoned his teammates to come back and kick off. The sense of crisis made his heart pound, and his chest was faintly stuffy. Suddenly, remembering something, Zhuo Yang once again dodged Gomez, who had just run back and tried to hug him, and ran to the Madibao bench like a 100-meter sprint.

"What's going on over there?" The anxiety in the words was palpable.

"1:0, Stuttgart! It's still 1:0! "Mr. Woolf, the assistant coach who has been in charge of guarding the news of another game, reported the good news.

But why am I still panicking? didn't have time to think about it, Zhuo Yang was hugged by his teammates on the bench, and then the teammates on the field who followed also flocked to him, Gomez shouted at the outermost part of the pile: "Slut, slut, let me hug it!" ”

Zhuo Yang forced his head out of the crowd: "Sir, sir." Brothers, we still have to attack, we have to score. ”

The Madiburg players were very excited, and when they heard the words, they didn't think about it at all, and shouted wildly along with them: Attack, attack! Goal goal!

Only Uncle Klopp was stunned for a moment: "...... Okay, it's up to you, if you can, you can get a few more, and the more you have, the safer. ”

What Zhuo Yang hopes most at the moment is to kick off quickly, but Hertha Berlin did not fulfill his wish and began to make substitutions and adjustments.

Head coach Falcao Goetz already knew in his heart that this game was like this, and there was no hope of turning defeat into victory. Hertha Berlin couldn't say that the whole team didn't play well, and even played exactly what he wanted, but had no choice but to meet Madiburg, who was also in great form. More importantly, Zhuo Yang has become an insoluble existence.

Hertha Berlin's ace Marcelinho was evenly matched with Zhuo Yang from the beginning, but soon became teased and crushed, stumbling on defense, and the offense entrusted with heavy responsibilities was even more ineffective under Zhuo Yang's one-handed cover, and he couldn't run at all, seeing that he had become a walking dead on the field at this time.

Goetz gave up on the game, knowing that he couldn't do it, and it wasn't the work of a mature old man like him. With a wave of the flag, Hertha Berlin replaced Marcelinho and showed his attitude towards Madiburg.

- I will not stop you from creating legends. Congratulations, venerable Madibourg!

However, maybe it was providence, Goetz had no intention of inserting willows, he replaced a 18-year-old midfielder in the echelon, not expecting any offensive gains, just wanting him to feel the atmosphere for the first time, and by the way, sticking to Zhuo Yang to avoid being too ugly to lose face, anyway, there is not much time left.

Born in West Berlin, Ghanaian is an absolute mainstay in Germany's Under-19 midfield, while his younger brother Jérôme Boateng, who is a year younger, is a defender of Germany's Under-17s and is also in Hertha Berlin's ranks.

At first glance, this unremarkable black and strong young man surprised Zhuo Yang, because he felt the shadow of his brother butcher Nigel de Jong from the big Boateng. In terms of technical characteristics, defensive style, positioning and kick frequency, Boateng is very similar to the Butcher, except that he is stronger and taller than the Butcher.

Brother Butcher de Jong is one of the toughest defenders Zhuo Yang has faced since he entered professional football.

Boateng, who first arrived in the Bundesliga, made everyone's eyes shine, Zhuo Yang could not immediately level him with direct rudeness or eccentricity, and could only rely on observation on the field to find weaknesses and submit with experience, but this required game time.

In the entanglement, the regular time has ended, Zhuo Yang watched the referee on the sidelines raise the 3-minute stoppage time electronic display board, this is the last 3 minutes of his first Bundesliga season, and it is also the 3 minutes when the dust has settled.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the stands, and the noisy singing became chaotic, Zhuo Yang's heart 'chuckled', and the feeling of restlessness suddenly hit again. News from the sidelines was not long in coming, and at the Olympic Stadium in Munich, Piggy Schweinsteiger scored in the 90th minute.

Bayern Munich equalised!