Mackqin's astonishing long-range shot and Buffon's god-level save immediately made the stadium boil, beautiful and brilliant, this is a direct dialogue between superstars and superstars.

"If it wasn't Buffon standing in front of the goal, it was estimated that eighty percent of the goal would have been scored", Zhan Jun said regretfully, but he was quickly attracted by the situation on the field, "Huh? Buffon, Buffon seems to be injured? Oops, that's a bolt from the blue for Italy......"

Chiellini looked at Buffon, who was lying on the ground covering his arms and grinning, and didn't dare to move him for a while, so he hurriedly waved to the field to let the team doctor play.

The average player was fine, but the goalkeeper was injured and the game could not continue, so Proenka had to suspend the game, which was less than five minutes into the game......

"I hope Buffon is just a hard injury", Huang Jianxiang said worriedly, "otherwise it will not only cause a huge blow to Italy, but also greatly reduce the excitement of the game"

"It should be a hard injury", Zhang Lu said uncertainly, he was a goalkeeper and is more familiar with this situation, "Mr. Ma's angle of the ball is more awkward, Buffon first hit the post with his big arm, and then was pressed by the inertia of the whole body......"

As he was talking, the live broadcast took advantage of the team doctor's treatment and also played the slow motion just now, only to see Mackqin's curved ball go straight to the dead corner, which means that Buffon is in a good position, and the average goalkeeper may not even be able to touch the ball.

Goalkeepers are self-protective in front of the goal, and generally stand in front of the goal line, in order to avoid hitting the post when making a lateral save, but the ball finally let Buffon get up and lean back, so it will collide.

Zhang Lu took a closer look at the slow motion, "At this angle, if it is light, it should be a hard injury, the big arm will hit very painfully, if it is serious, it may cause a dislocation of the shoulder, and if it is more serious, it will be a fracture."

It's good that Zhang Lu didn't speak, but when he spoke, he almost didn't scare the fans of the TV movie Italy half to death......

"But looking at Buffon's situation, it shouldn't be, if it was a serious injury, the team doctor should have let him off the field long ago"

"Damn, can you keep talking and don't pant for breath!" , If resentment can penetrate the screen, Director Zhang estimates that it will not be too easy now.

At this time, the Italian fans all raised their throats, looked at Buffon who was receiving emergency treatment outside the bottom line worriedly, and prayed that he would be fine, it was the Dinghai Shenshen needle in front of the Italian door!

Fortunately, God seemed to hear their prayers, and after a short period of treatment, Buffon slowly sat up with the help of the team doctor, and although he was still grinning, it didn't seem to hurt his bones or shoulders, he tried to move his left arm, and then nodded to the team doctor.

That should mean, no problem, I'm still on!

"Who......a", when Buffon stood up on the baseline and was ready to return to the field, the audience applauded thunderously, including the white England fans, which was a tribute to the will to fight.

"Are you sure?" After getting the double confirmation of Buffon and the team doctor, Proenka, who had been waiting for a long time, finally nodded and waved Buffon to return to the field, and the expressionless face of Mackqin, who had been waiting in the corner area for a long time, finally showed a smile, and he didn't want this game to be without Buffon.

"Hey, Gian", he called out, and the place where Buffon was healed was not far from him, and when Buffon turned his head to look at him, he gave him a thumbs up.

"It's a tribute between superstars," Zhan Jun shouted when he saw it, "Buffon has a strong will, and after a short period of treatment, he is back on the field......"

"Look at people, Andre, you made it too easy for Mark just now......", when he returned to the penalty area, he was like returning to his own territory, completely forgetting everything, no matter how famous he was, he had to bow down to him, he yelled and reminded every teammate.

It's a war, I'm back!

"England's corner kick, Mr. Ma, penalty to the front of the small penalty area, Terry, Buffon ......", Zhan Jun shouted, only to see Buffon fly out, and hit the ball out of the penalty area with one fist before Terry, resolving the danger, and it looked as if he had never been injured.

"What a Buffon, Italy's counter-attacking ......"

Momentum is like an invisible buffer, which will spread rapidly on the field, Buffon's will and performance made Italy, which was somewhat unexpectedly suppressed at the beginning, have a strong momentum, and Mackin failed to prevent Pirlo in the first place due to a corner kick this time.

"Cassano, dodge Frank Lampard, hand to Pirlo who comes up, Pirlo, long pass ......", at this time Pirlo finally showed his bloody fangs, and a long pass from 40 meters away was sent directly in front of Balotelli who was pulled to the wing, giving him plenty of space to sprint.

"Balotelli, Pirlo passed the ball just right, England are only left with Glen Johnson and Ashley Cole......", Huang Jianxiang exclaimed, "this is Italy's chance"

At this time, Balotelli, if he stepped on the Hot Wheels and had a cherry gun in his hand, he was definitely a live blackboard red boy with his eyes on fire, what Mark Pirlo, he was "the one" on the field!

"Balotelli, he's got the ball, Glen Johnson, Balotelli, accelerate the inside ......, after the semi-finals, his confidence is really ......," Zhan Jun shouted.

At this time, Glen Johnson and Ashley Cole are like two central defenders, attracted to the penalty area by Balotelli, if it is safer, he can pause a little at this time, and there will definitely be teammates on both sides to follow, but at this time, he only has the goal in his eyes.

"Balotelli ......, shoot ......", Zhan Jun shouted, no, no, because Balotelli's shot is powerful and heavy, looking at it is extremely violent, and his explosive power is incomparably good, he actually rose into the air after doing the action, you can imagine the power he used with this foot!

"Hoo ......", "Boom ......", "Bang ......", "Buzz ......"

Like lightning in the air, Balotelli only cut inside in front of the penalty area and volleyed violently, the speed was too fast, Joe Hart only had time to subconsciously raise his hand to block, because the ball was impartial, without any angle, directly towards the top of his head.

The ball grazed his palm slightly, and then hit the crossbar with a "duang" sound, buzzing, and rebounded directly out of the penalty area, you can imagine the power of this shot!

"Balotelli, oops......, good ball......"

"What a fart", the defending Mark Qin sneered, he encountered at least three ways to absolutely send the ball into the goal, and would not choose this flashy way, and only now Balotelli, who has a face that is invincible and seems to have scored the ball, will be complacent.

"Glenn Johnson, hurry up and clear the ball with a header......", the game is still going on, the players on the field don't have time to think too much, most of the players are now just running from the Italian half to the English half.

"After Mr. Ma created a dangerous situation for Italy, they immediately gave a ...... to fight back", Zhan Jun was still recalling Balotelli's shot just now, but Huang Jianxiang interrupted him.

"Mr. Ma is back, Pirlo, fight for the top ......", the ball just now was pushed to the front court by Glenn Johnson, and at this time it happened to come to the top of the heads of Mackin and Pirlo, and Pirlo also changed the leisurely opening game, obviously more positive, two people who usually hardly compete for headers, in the air, fierce collision!

"Ah......h

Fall in response!

"Hmm......", the English fans in the stands and in front of the live broadcast subconsciously covered their mouths, as if they couldn't believe this scene, and the blood spilled from the nostrils of Mack Qin who landed on the ground instantly made them even more frightened!

"Go to ......", Capello, who was chuckling in his heart, immediately hurriedly let the team doctor play, and he didn't even care if the referee stopped the game, of course, Proenka naturally wouldn't steal the show at this time.

"Oh my God, this game is really ......", Zhan Jun said incredulously, "This game is less than ten minutes, and the situation is frequent, I hope Mr. Ma will not have anything to do......"

At this time, the fans who folded their hands and prayed to the sky did not know how many, if Italy lost Buffon just to break his bones, then England lost Mackqin, it was definitely going to be pumped out, the surrounding teammates quickly ran over to check his situation, and Pirlo, who landed on the ground, also felt wrong, glanced at Mackqin's terrifying face at the moment, and quickly waved to the field, so that the England team doctor came quickly.

"This ......", Zhang Lu didn't know what to say, and Isabella in the stands stood up in an instant and was about to run down, Jonathan grabbed him, with the same worried eyes, but shook his head firmly, now, is not the time for them to participate.

"My God......", Lineker and Wilson, who have hardly seen this situation, are stupid, usually this kind of work is Barry or Gerald, Carroll, Mackin knows that his physical condition is average, and he rarely uses this kind of action to exhaust his strength, just to prevent injury.

Perhaps, he was really excited today.

"God forbid, God forbid ......", Lineker kept drawing a cross on his chest, if England lost Macktin, this final would definitely be lost!

At least three of England's team doctors came up, and together with Mack's teammates, they instantly surrounded him in layers, so that the outside world could not know about his situation, and Pirlo was explaining the situation to the referee and Gerrard, who was also there.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I went to the ball, it's just that at that time, you know ......", he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, very reluctant to have this situation, if Mackin really went off the field because of this injury, he could predict how the media and England fans would spray him after the game.

Death threats are all pediatric!

Proenka and Gerrard both nodded and accepted his explanation, after all, the situation was seen by everyone, it was just an accident, and with Pirlo's style of play for so many years, he would definitely not deliberately hurt the opponent like some bad garbage.

It's just that Gerrard is also very worried, and from time to time he observes the situation next to him with his spare eyes, how can he not know how much England relies on Mackin, it is not just the core of the media rendering, he is the soul of the whole team, it is faith!

Since Mack was righted by Capello, England has hardly been defeated in the tournament, and this belief or superstition has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every player and even every fan, and they have completed the shackles that they have not been able to break through for decades, on what?

Looking at the faces of his teammates now, you can see that in addition to worry, there is also a clear sense of trepidation and uneasiness, they are worried, worried about losing their souls.

Soreness, numbness, pain, and even loss of consciousness, even feeling that the nose was not his own, only feeling the saltiness in his mouth, and then the sky that he looked up was instantly obscured by countless human heads.

Ma Qin instantly had mixed feelings, his heart fell to the bottom, his own injury, he still had some feelings, yards, Lao Tzu would not be planted here...... that feeling, it was as disgusting as swallowing 10,000 flies, he came with confidence and high fighting spirit, and the result was ......

f**k ......, then Mackin will definitely raise 10,000 middle fingers at God, and there is no duplicate!

"Stop the bleeding for him first, and tap the ...... with a light"

"Delfa, make sure Mark has a concussion......"

Perhaps these England team doctors had never shown such efficiency, and they quickly knelt beside Mackin and opened the first aid kit with the fastest speed in history, taking out gauze and hemostatic bandages......

"Mark, tell me, what is this? Can you see clearly? How many ...... is this", the face of the estimated Delfa was anxiously dangling three fingers in front of his eyes, making the already a little dizzy Macqin want to vomit blood, why is it that no matter which team doctor comes up, it is a three, Meng is right.

Seeing that Mackin didn't respond to him immediately, the thing was obviously frightened, and quickly took out a flashlight to try to open his eyeballs to see his pupils.

"Hmm...... Mmmmmm......mmmmmm

"Whew......", Delfa sighed, "What ...... is this"

Mark Qin stretched out two more fingers, thinking to himself who had found the team doctor!

"Mark", the team doctor who was obviously the leader of the order just now nodded, cleaned up the bloodstains, and said to Mark Qin cautiously, "Can you feel pain in your nose now?" ”

Ma Qin frowned and felt it, and then shook his head slightly, making him frown slightly, "I'm going to touch the bridge of your nose lightly now, if you feel it, you have to tell me immediately, you know?" ”

"Hiss......", without him saying it, the cool air twitching from the corner of his mouth had already told everyone the result, which made all the people around him sink in their hearts.

"Groan", "this ......", Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang watched Proenka go over and communicate with the England team doctor for a few words, and then made a gesture to go on the field on a stretcher, with a sigh in their hearts, and the beating suddenly accelerated!

"My God......," Lineker and Wilson howled......

"F**k", Capello's face was gloomy, he threw the mineral water in his hand, the entire England bench and the stands above suddenly fell silent, and the English players on the field looked at Mackin who was carried on a stretcher without focus.

"Uh......-huh", Isabella covered her mouth so as not to cry out loud......

"How?" , Capello asked anxiously at the moment when the team doctor carried Makqin off the field, and the appearance of Makqin who was wearing a protective mask made his heart sink directly to the bottom.

"Beep ......", "Fucking cheer me up......", Proenca's whistle and Gerrard's roar sounded at the same time, and the game had to go on, England were going to play 10 to 11.

As long as there is still a glimmer of possibility, Capello will never replace Mackqin, this is something everyone knows, so before the final decision, they can only resist!

The camera continued to broadcast, but from time to time it shone on the sidelines, surrounded by layers of Macklin, as if it was much more important than the game on the field!

"Carroll is back, England is fully contracted, they have to survive this period of ......, and look forward to Mr. Ma coming back smoothly......", Zhan Jun said in a low voice, although it seems that there is little hope, it seems that everyone is unwilling to give up this hope.

"If you come to the Buddha, or God, or what kind of scattered immortals and gods...... no matter which of you are at work, I just want to say, am I now, I don't want to, the end...... Not at all! Ma Qin looked at this busy posture and also felt the seriousness of the situation, and he shouted frantically in his heart.

"Are you sure?" , Capello's face was as black as carbon at this time, if the team doctor didn't know that this was not rushing at him, I am afraid that Capello would think that Capello was going to eat him.

He nodded with difficulty, "Our preliminary estimate is ...... Be...... Be...... fracture", as if with a lot of determination, "but the severity still needs to go to the hospital to take an X-ray...... we suggest, advise...... substitution", after saying this, the team doctor seemed to have lost the strength of his whole body.

Of course, he knows how much he has to do with this substitution, which is the attention of thousands of fans and organizations all over England and all over the world, once he misdiagnoses, he can't imagine the consequences!

"Hiss......"

"Hiss......", the surrounding coaching staff subconsciously gasped, at this time, in this kind of game, who dares to change Mark, who dares to change him?

"England are quite passive, they are almost suppressed in the 30-meter area of their side, Cassano, he is quite active on the wing, come again, go back, send to the front of the penalty area, Pirlo, elevator ball ......", Zhan Jun shouted loudly.

"Bang ......", Joe Hart jumped high, like a muffled thunder, hitting the ball high off the crossbar, fortunately the angle of the ball was not so awkward, but his face was gloomy when he got up, and he always had to subconsciously glance at the sidelines, like a big rock blocked in his chest!

"Hoo ......", "hoo ......", Rooney and Gerrard were panting, during this time they were back and forth in front of the penalty area and on the side, the pressure can be imagined, the key is the anxiety in the heart!

"Are you really sure?" Capello couldn't believe it and asked again, and in the stands, even the Queen of England stood up, looked down from time to time, and muttered to her children, "How's it going, what's going on?" ”

"Substitution!"

"Substitution?"

"Substitution ......", Lineker seemed to be drained of all his strength, as if all hope had been dashed, the bars of England were silent, the stands were silent, and the queen snapped back to her seat.

Many people, only when the moment is about to be lost, can you appreciate how precious he really is.

"......", Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang were speechless, they didn't know what to say, they were used to Mark Qin's conquest of the Quartet, used to him setting the border, used to it, he could do anything......

"Beep ......", Proenka blows again to stop the game.

"Mark...... you...... You may have a broken nose, and we need to send you ...... right away", or the team doctor, this kind of unfortunate thing is only done by him.

Ma Qin, who had been lying down for a while, closed his eyes and exhaled, as if the heart he had been carrying had finally let go, although it was not a good result, it was a result after all.

Isn't it?

Milner was already in a hurry to change his equipment, Capello sat back in the dugout, as if to digest the bitter result, Neville was urgently contacting the hospital with the tournament officials, and the team doctor surrounded Mackin and was trying to lift the stretcher back to the locker room.

It's just that Mackin didn't cry, it's just that it's not his concussion!

"Put down my ......", he sat up with the mask in one hand and the stretcher in the other, which frightened the team doctor who carried the stretcher, and quickly stopped and slowly lowered him to the ground.

"Get me a face shield......"

"Huh?"

"Huh?" Capello turned his head in surprise and saw the stretched stretcher that had stopped, and immediately got up and walked over.

"Wait until ......", Milner stopped the fourth referee who was about to check his equipment......

"There is a situation, the stretcher has stopped ......," Lineker and Zhan Jun said in unison......

"Give me a mask ......", perhaps just after relieving himself, Ma Qin actually stepped off the stretcher and said it again, but his request directly scared the team doctor stupid.

"Mark, you need to go to the hospital now ......", despite all his reluctance, Capello had to announce the result, "You may have broken the bridge of your nose......"

The Italian players waiting for the corner kick did not urge the referee, and Pirlo in the corner kick area also turned his head to look at the England bench, with an inexplicable expectation in his heart.

"No ......", Capello subconsciously shook his head, but was stopped by Mack Qin's hand, "Chief, I know my own nose, it's not that serious, if it's completely fractured, it's not on my face now"

"One nose, can't kill people's ......"

"I can't give up this game......"

"......", except for Capello, no one dares to make decisions for him at this time, but even Capello is very entangled at this time, left or right......

Ma Qin smiled, as if he was affected by his injury, and made him frown unconsciously, "Team doctor, get me a protective mask ......", he directly pulled away the crowd and walked to the sidelines, holding the temporary mask with one hand, and signaling to the field with the other.

"Boom ......", the entire stand is almost about to explode, and the English fans are shouting wildly, crazy, red-faced, and heartbreaking!

"Roar ......", the silent bar finally erupted in repression, no one knew why, but they just wanted to shout, want to roar, want to be hysterical!

"Mr. Ma ......", Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang even had an urge to burst into tears at this time......

"Mark ......," Lineker roared frantically.

Mark, Mark, what does the name represent, a symbol? A spirit? It is still a banner of faith, in this green and square inch of land, the interpretation is incisive!

He can't control many things, but he can influence the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of this green shade!

"Are you sure?" Capello asked the team doctor again.

"I'm not sure ...... the at all", the team doctor was about to go crazy, he yelled hysterically in his heart, his heart was pounding, how the hell did I know if he would have more serious consequences with a mask, I am not God, you know how to ask!

There are two balls of hemostatic cotton stuffed in the nostrils, like two little ivory Mackin at this time, the image at this time is actually a bit funny, but no one laughs, but there is a surge of blood in his heart.

"Take it, I'll bear all the consequences, I'll bear ...... alone", the mask was in the first aid kit, but looking at the team doctor who was still hesitating there, Mark Qin turned his head and said to Capello and him firmly, and then nodded solemnly, that means, I know what I'm doing!

Proenka hesitated, the game was not allowed to be interrupted like this, but when the injured man was called Mark, he couldn't help but be careless, because he represented not only England, but also a large part of the influence of the European Championship.

"He's going to keep playing with an injury! Judging from the substitution just now, Mr. Ma is definitely not a small injury, but he is back, and he can't let go of this game......", Zhan Jun shouted excitedly.

"Mark is back, the doctor is putting him on a mask, and now the whole stadium, all the fans in front of the TV are waiting for him to re-enter, Mark, the great leader ......," Lineker said emotionally.

"Put an X-shaped bandage on the bridge of the nose, and then put a mask on the belt, pay attention, put cotton yarn under the bottom, and wrap the head firmly with a bandage on the outside ......", several team doctors chattered around Ma Qin's head and got busy again, after wrapping it, I don't know if it will become a zongzi.

"Great fighting spirit, at this moment, I think of the Dutch godfather Cruyff, football emperor Beckbauer, they have all faced this moment, but they also relied on their tenacious spirit, with injuries to play the game, let us bless Mr. Ma ......", Zhan Jun has completely lost his temper, his eyes are red, he keeps talking, nagging like an old mother.

The camera carefully shows how Mackin became a Mask Man, then from Mask Man to Zorro, and then to Mummy......

In order to avoid the damage caused by the collision to the greatest extent, the team doctor had to wrap his face with three layers of gauze and three layers of outer layers, and then use a mask to prop up the skeleton in the middle, and now only two eyes, two nostrils, and two ears are leaking from the upper part of his face......

"You are with glory...... you ......are with majesty", gradually, the English fans in the stands spontaneously stood up, touched their chests with their left hands, and the stadium resounded with a loud and resounding singing......

"You are with glory......", all the England fans in the bar and in front of the TV put their left hand on their chests, and Isabella stared blankly at the field......

Touching the gauze like a zongzi, Ma Qin smiled speechlessly, but no one could see it, and then he walked to the sidelines again and firmly.

Then, raise your right hand, which is still firm......

Burst into ......