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Second brother: Fuck, Zhuo Yang really cried.

Piggy: You know if you're an artist, this thing comes fast. The first time I went back to Victor, I wanted to cry, but I didn't.

Butcher: Zhuo Yang, what, it's not easy.

Grandpa: When I went back that year, I almost cried, but Zhuo Yang was still more powerful, and he dared to cry than me.

Scar: Lao Tzu never went back, otherwise he would have cried more fiercely.

Butcher: Scar, you're also an artist? What art? Who are you working with?

Second brother: The soul has never come to dream, and the hero is full of tears.

Scar: Get out!

Piggy: Huh! Good poetry, the second brother has come to a new level.

Scar: I didn't say the second brother, good poetry. I'll let sixteen people slaughter them.

Second Brother: I really want to say that I wrote it, but it was written by Zhuo Yang, although I very much suspect that he plagiarized the ancients of their country.

Piggy: yes, yes! If you want to say that he made a tune, I still believe it.

Scar: Zhuo Yang's tunes are very good, I use them as mobile phone ringtones now, and I feel that the whole person's temperament is much more noble.

Grandpa: It's really good, Zhuo Yang's musical genius is not lost to football.

Butcher: Scar, you're really artistic, didn't Vasiba smoke you?

Second brother: I asked Zhuo Yang to compose a few songs for us, and he agreed. Alas——, if I had not seen the sun, I might have endured the darkness; But now, the sun has shone on my loneliness even more desolate. I wrote this one.

Scar: Get out!

Piggy: No, no, no, I want Zhuo Yang to write a song for each of us, his music is the same as Beethoven, it is to be passed down to the world, and it must be written by each person.

Scar: I didn't say the second brother, sixteen people slaughtered! Piggy is right, I'm in favor of it.

Grandpa: That makes sense, and I agree with it.

Butcher: I agree with it, if we can't write it, we'll beat him.

Piggy: Beat him!

Scar: Beat him!

Second brother: I really wrote it, why don't you praise me for writing well?

Grandpa: Shut up the fuck, saying that Zhuo Yang cried his nose and turned into a beating him, watch the game carefully.

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Second brother: I really wrote it, ask for likes, ask for praise......

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Replacing Rad Dog Rand was 25-year-old Sasha Ritter, a former captain of Germany's Under-21 national team.

Whether in terms of height or style of play, Ritter is very much like a copy of Ram. He is a generalist in central midfield, with both wing-backs and midfielders being able to play at centre-back. Ritter is slightly inferior to Philip Rahm in that he is not as sharp in forward assists and slightly inferior in shooting, but Ritter is as smart defensively as Lahm, known for his reaction speed and ability to read the game, and eats with his brain.

Ritter's effect on the field was immediate, he not only restrained Ronaldinho from continuing to play, but also cooperated with Prouss to restrict Zhuo Yang, coupled with Madiburg's crazy counterattack after the score fell behind, AC Milan was directly pressed into two pancakes, and Zhuo Yang had to be forced to block and clear in front of the back line.

The bandit spirit of Madiburg is rooted in the bones, if you really want to attack regardless of the fear of being knocked out behind you, there are few people in world football who can parry, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying, AC Milan is not even horizontal. At this time, even if there are three Zhuo Yangs, it will not work, so they can only survive the limelight first.

Teenager Royce couldn't break through, and he and Ozil fired three long-range shots in succession on the periphery, but twice they were blocked by the horses and Pongpong Fen Shot, and once was confiscated by Dida. But not long after the hand-tossed ball, it was counter-robbed by Ritter, and Madiburg surrounded it again and bit wildly.

Gomez and Ibische couldn't rush in, so they fought again and again on the back line, Zhuo Yang was hit by them a few times, and Maldini gritted his back molars and did not give in.

In the 69th minute, Ritter picked up the ball from the side and passed to Prouss. At this moment, Prois did not play the ball at the first time, but delayed a little, waiting for the pressure on the Milan defense to ease and the flow of Madiburg's teammates. Three seconds later, Prois distributed the ball diagonally to Zhirkov under Ronaldinho's nose, and Bacchus took the ball straight away, and the tempo suddenly picked up again.

It was as simple as that, and the quickness of the left-back Antonini slackened his mind, and he was snatched in front of him from behind by Ibisevic, who strode towards the landing point. Maldini did not hesitate and spread out, he and Ibische were like two trains, rushing head-on to the landing point.

With the same chance, while falling to the ground and putting a tackle, the ball was knocked to the side with a bang, and it is not certain who did it or who did it intentionally, but it was clearly good luck on Madibo's side.

Ozil, who was close at hand, shrewdly picked up the space left by Maldini, and Pomp's tugging on Gomez could not stop him from taking off. The troll lies flat in the air and hits the door with two kicks, and the volley is like thunder on dry land.

In the strange roar of the trolls, the football exploded!

At 1:1, the brave Madiburg people levelled the score to a draw. The Milanese were so shocked by the bravery of their opponents that their scalps were tingling, but Zhuo Yang was proud of Madibourg: My beloved Madiburg has finally awakened his blood, and finally found the most terrifying way on the pitch.

The Milanese were all stunned, and the accomplished troll Gomez turned over and got up, and continued to run towards Zhuo Yang with a strange roar, pointing at him with his hand as he ran, it seemed that he was obviously going to celebrate with Zhuo Yang.

There was a black line hanging on Zhuo Yang's head: This ...... It's not suitable!

He turned and ran to the side, Gomez 'Woo~~~' turned the corner and continued to chase after him, not even slowing down, and behind the trolls were thousands of Madiburg people. Zhuo Yanghua's face was pale.

"Troll, don't ...... Other...... Square peg...... Give face......"

begging for mercy while hiding, but who listens to him! This scene made the Madibo fans in the stands laugh in excitement.

Grit your teeth and stomp your feet! Since you can't hide, don't hide. Zhuo Yang stood still, quietly put on a stance, and watched the screaming monster Gomez rush towards him.

The trolls rose into the air again, spreading their arms and flying over, this is to hug Zhuo Yang. Zhuo Yang put his hands together, locked his right arm and wrapped his neck, and after rotating half a circle to dissipate the momentum, he twisted his waist and sent his hips, and gently put the second cargo on the ground with a trick of other hips, and then said to the soldiers of Madibao who followed: "Come, press up." "It's the same as ever.

Taking the opportunity to slip away and hide aside, Zhuo Yang watched the Madibao people stack the fleshy arhats of trolls on the grass, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead, not knowing whether he was tired or frightened.

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Madiborg celebrated with joy as the Milanese prepared to kick off again, but suddenly something changed on the pitch. First Ibisevic frowned and limped before sitting down again, and then Maldini also gasped and waved to the sidelines.

The crucial tackle before the goal just now, although both of them rushed to the ball and did not deliberately hurt people, but after all, the force was too strong, and the two hit Mars and the earth. Maldini's hip muscles hurt so badly at this moment, and Ibisevic sprained his knee ligaments.

Ibisevic is fine with everything, but he's now getting a bit of a vitreous physique, and injuries are starting to become frequent. The last time it was the other leg, and it took more than half a month.

So, before kick-off, An Fat and Uncle Scumbag changed players, and it was this personnel adjustment that directly determined the outcome of the game.

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