Pogba was still rolling in pain, wailing, the game had just begun, but his forehead was crawling with sweat, obviously sweat from pain.

"Ouch,"

"Ouch,"

"Ouch,"

Tossing and turning like a soft dog. The referee finally walked over to Zheng Zhi and showed Zheng Zhi a yellow card.

There was a boo at the scene, which was sent by Chinese fans.

"Paralysis, does it hurt so much?"

"I feel like this guy is pretending, and it's not a lot of fierce collision, he can't be hurt. just wanted Zheng Zhi to get a yellow card. ”

"This is really troublesome, if you get a yellow card at the beginning, can Zheng Zhi still let go of his hands and feet?"

"Look, look, I say, after Zheng Zhi got the yellow card, this guy immediately got up, there is really no ball at all. But if this guy isn't bad, he's not called Pogba! ”

"Damn, he should be injured directly, Zheng Zhi can get a yellow card like this, and let him become another Cisse."

……

France's free-kick opportunity in front, but it was too far from the goal, the ball was distributed to the right wing, Griezmann's run was quite aggressive, and he poked the tip of his right foot lightly, trying to take the ball directly past Wang Gang.

But he underestimated Wang Gang's speed, Wang Gang adjusted from the right back to the left back position, not everyone can do it, he has speed and height, he directly blocked Griezmann behind him with a beautiful diagonal step, Griezmann was like hitting an unshakable wall, and the whole person was bounced back, and Wang Gang calmly knocked the ball to the feet of Feng Xiaoting, who came to respond.

At this time, Zheng Zhi had come back and got the ball again. After turning around, he immediately pushed the ball to Hao Junmin on the right side, and he followed. Hao Junmin didn't dare to take the ball to face Kante, and knocked it back to Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi's right foot swept away, and the low flat ball with the instep of the inside accurately kicked the ball to Feng Jin.

Feng Jin moved in small steps, immediately moved the ball to the outside, and then accelerated forward continuously, facing Tolisso, Feng Jin chose to go it alone this time.

The continuous smash shake made Tolisso dare not kick, but frequently retreated, but the retreat of this frequency was in Feng Jin's arms, Feng Jin's right foot flicked Qiu to the sideline again, and the left heel was rushing!

He is absolutely confident in his speed! However, although Tolisso was half a beat slower, he still turned around and followed Feng Jin in front of him, but Feng Jin didn't give him even a little comfortable time to adjust, after taking a step forward with his right foot, the heel of his left foot was hidden behind him, and the person also changed direction with Wang Zhonglu!

Tolisso's eyes almost fell on the turf.

Nima, this breakthrough was so coquettish that Tolisso couldn't react at all.

"Feng Jin!"

Dong Fangzhuo strode up with a meteor, followed by Pogba and Kante again. Kante was faster and made a small detour to Dong Fangzhuo. Poked the ball first.

However, Dong Fangzhuo also seemed to have expected it early, a sharp brake with his right foot, and then kicked hard to the left, and the whole person moved more than two meters to the left.

Hey!

Kante didn't expect Dong Fangzhuo to be able to chase it back, this was really not what he thought, Kante had to dunk back, trying to get rid of Dong Fangzhuo, who was extremely fast.

But who knew that with a squeak, Dong Fangzhuo braked again, but the left foot kicked the ground and braked in reverse.

Kante was genuinely panicked and almost fell on the turf to pass the ball back to Raphael Varane.

Varane really didn't expect it, Kante also had such embarrassing times, don't look at Kante as a defensive midfielder, but he was always very stable when he got the ball, but at this time he was forced by Dong Fangzhuo so embarrassed that he almost lost the ball.

It's just that what makes Varane very upset is that Kante's return pass is too small, and Varane, who rushed out, saw Wu Sanshi also rushing towards the ball at the same time. Although the legs are much longer than Wu Sanshi's, the speed is not as fast as Wu Sanshi.

With a bang, Wu Sanshi still stabbed the ball first, flashing past Varane like a phantom.

"Beautiful!"

"Three stones!"

The other centre-back Umtiti was slower to react, he is not a speed type per se, and now that Wu Sanshi is coming at a rapid pace, all he can do is hold on to the front.

Unexpectedly, Wu Sanshi went to the right again, and he was seconds in an instant. However, the ball was also stronger, and it almost rushed out of the right sideline of the big penalty area. Wu Sanshi's right foot buckled, adjusted one more step, and Umtiti readjusted his body and sealed Wu Sanshi's way to the forbidden area from the side.

"Three stones!"

Dong Fangzhuo yelled and collided with Pogba's shoulder during the run, but the two did not distinguish the winner.

Wu Sanshi immediately made an inverted triangle return pass and passed the ball to Zheng Zhi.

Dream!

Pogba was half a body slower, but at this point he quickly fell and slid on the turf. The two long legs instead crossed Zheng Zhi one step ahead and kicked the ball one step ahead.

"Whew~"

No one thought that Pogba would be so brave, so desperate, so gambling! Dong Fangzhuo was still a step slower and didn't touch the ball, and Varane kicked the ball out with a big kick.

The Chinese team's attack this time is really too dangerous, and he is terrible.

The ball flew high in the air and landed at the back of the Chinese team. The 38-year-old Zheng Zhi jumped up in the air, stopped the ball with his chest, and rushed through the center circle arc with a brisk step.

At this time, only Kante was able to rush out and block, but he didn't, his first reaction was to run to Dong Fangzhuo's side and surround him with Pogba.

Yes?

Zheng Zhi was surprised, and once again urged the speed of his feet to dribble the ball towards the French team's big penalty area.

It could only be Tolisso who rushed over from the side, but Zheng Zhi seemed to be 20 years younger at this time, gritted his teeth and raised the speed to the extreme, and quickly rushed to a place more than ten meters outside the big forbidden area.

When I looked up again, it was still empty, and the French gave him too much face.

"Seal him up!"

Deschamps off the field finally couldn't help but roar on the sidelines, but the tactics were also arranged by him, what can he do? Pavard had to make up for it because Tolisso was too slow.

Well

It was at this time that Zheng Zhi was waiting for Tolisso to rush up, and he finally waited for the time to pass.

Da,

Gently push the arch of the right foot.

The ball flew past the turf on the left side of Tolisso's body.

Feng Jin quickly plugged in and swept the ball directly into the French team's penalty area with his left foot.

Half highball!

At the same time, Wu Sanshi quickly outflanked from behind Umtiti.

Umtiti looked confused, it was too late to lift his long legs, not as fast as his right hand, maybe he got the true pass from his predecessor Henry, and with a dashing slap of his right palm, the ball suddenly stopped.

Umtiti was still trying to quickly put her hand back, but the whistle blew.

Beep.

The referee immediately pointed to the penalty spot.

"Penalty!"

"Penalty!"