Jun Mo fell backwards and fell to the ground. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The ball bounced off his face and fell over the crossbar to the net, bouncing twice before rolling off the net to the ground.

Another corner.

Yang Zhe and the other players finally relaxed the tight strings, and the attention that was originally concentrated on the ball was retracted and evenly distributed throughout the body, and they felt that the jersey was sticky, and there was so much sweat at that moment just now.

Some people sat down straight as soon as their legs were weak. Even Zhuang Yixiang, who had been calm all along, had beads of sweat on his face at this time.

"Almost, fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, if the opponent moves two goals in such a short period of time, then the game may really be over, fortunately, fortunately......" Zhuang Yihuan was silently thinking about something, mixed with a little tired gasp in the middle.

"Ah......" Wang Hong knelt down in frustration, grabbing his hair with both hands, as if kneeling next to his dead family member.

"Damn! It's just a little bit off!" Nie Ran hugged his head.

Even Yi Peng couldn't help but shake his head, obviously this ball was a pity in his opinion.

"Wang Hong, played well, almost, it's not easy to grab this point." Yi Peng walked over and patted Wang Hong to get him up.

Yi Peng is not wrong, this ball was crossed in a hurry after Sen Ying's right peak went down, and the target of the pass should be Yi Peng, after going down, there was no room for passing, so the passer chose to sweep the way in front of the goal. Although this kind of ball is very threatening, even if a teammate does not touch the ball, it may cause an own goal of the opponent, but it is very difficult to judge the trajectory because of the high power of the ball and the fast and flat line.

Yi Peng was interfered with by the defenders of No. 1 Middle School and failed to touch the ball at the front point, Niu Ben was fighting against Yi Peng with all his strength, and he had no spare strength to deal with the ball, and the No. 1 Middle School player behind him did not dare to touch it, as long as he touched it slightly, he might touch the ball to his door.

So the ball actually broke through the "densely populated area" of the middle and front point and leaked to the back point, but Wang Hong was able to judge the route of the ball from the gaps of so many people and catch up with the ball when the ball was so fast, which showed his astute prediction and running ability.

"Well done." Yi Peng added, and Wang Hong finally stood up again.

After hearing Yi Peng's words, Deng Jianguo first felt agreed, and then felt lucky, because as long as this kind of ball catches up, it will basically be stable.

But Moriei didn't enter!? And Wang Hong didn't jerk off like Robinho. Deng Jianguo seemed to suddenly remember something.

It's Jun Mo!

It was Jun Mo's ghostly defense that blocked this must-score! It was Jun Mo who made this miraculous achievement!

What about Jun Mo!?

Then, everyone seemed to remember something at the same time.

Jun Mo seems to have disappeared suddenly, and the rookie who has been arrogant and noisy seems to have disappeared out of thin air! It shouldn't be! It was because of him that the ball was miraculously blocked!

Then, everyone's gaze slowly shifted down at the same time.

Almost at the same time, they saw Jun Mo lying on the ground, lying on his back on the ground, his right arm crossed in front of his face, and his chest did not even rise and fall in the slightest breath, like a dead corpse, without any signs of life.

"Amo......" Deng Jianguo approached cautiously, and Jun Mo did not respond.

Deng Jianguo and Yi Peng looked at each other and exchanged inexplicable glances.

"Brother Mo?" Yi Peng also walked to Jun Mo's side. Jun Mo is still like a dead fish.

"Damn, it's okay." Yang Zhe stepped up with great strides, and then gently stabbed Jun Mo's waist with his toes, still like stabbing on a corpse.

"It's not pretending, it's not a penalty, it's in our penalty area, not in the opponent's penalty area." Niu Ben squatted down and poked Jun Mo's stomach, but the result was still the same.

"Did you faint?" Someone asked

"I didn't exert much strength...... Wang Hong scratched his head in shame and confusion.

"Do you want to change people?" Nie Ran said.

"We don't have anyone to change ......," Mr. Deng said.

"That'...... Let's have a few team doctors to carry people down......" (This is a deliberate fake fall to delay time, seeing that we can't beat us, they want to deliberately drag the draw until the end of the game, right!) Hurry up and get him off the field! ）

Everyone gathered around, you look at me, I look at you, confused, and suddenly there was silence, but Jun Mo's breathing could not be heard in the silence.

"唦唦~唦唦~"

Suddenly, the sound of sneakers rubbing against the grass sounded, and everyone followed the reputation, only to see Zhuang Yihuan walking over unhurriedly, still expressionless, but there was an unrefusable momentum, and the people who were originally surrounding Jun Mo's two teams even involuntarily gave him a way.

Zhuang Yihuan walked to the innermost, stopped next to Deng Jianguo and Yi Peng, and glanced at him twice, and the three of them seemed to exchange affirmative glances.

Then Zhuang Yihuan squatted down and put his face almost on Jun Mo, as if he was listening to something, as if he was smelling something, and as if he was looking for something.

Zhuang Yihuan stood up suddenly, and nodded to Deng Jianguo and Yi Peng, Yi Peng and Deng Jianguo looked at each other, not knowing what Zhuang Yihuan meant.

Next, Zhuang Yihuan took team action and almost made Deng Jianguo fall.

"Get up...... Get up...... Get up and ......" Zhuang Yixiang was not in a hurry, so that he even sounded a little gentle to say, but every time he said "get up" gently, Zhuang Yihong's feet in spiked shoes stepped heavily on Jun Mo's chest.

Zhuang Yixiang stopped.

"Is this a teammate...... "The player next to him whispered.

Even Yi Peng was dumbfounded, but Zhuang Yihong turned a blind eye to the eyes of others, and he couldn't see any expression on his face.

Deng Jianguo was about to say something to relieve the embarrassment, when he suddenly noticed that Jun Mo, who had been like a dead corpse, suddenly trembled.

Corpse fraud?

Jun Mo's body shook more and more, just like a sheep epileptic patient, and then, suddenly, Jun Mo's whole body jumped up, he didn't use his hands to support, and he didn't even use the action of carp beating that is often staged on TV, he just stood up straight, just like the backward version of Mike Jackson's dance obliquely replayed! This scared the people around him back a few steps.

Jun Mo still had ball marks on his face, and a little blood flowed from his nose, but his eyes were redder than blood, and his eyeballs were full of red silk, as if they were about to burn, and his hair turned like crazy, looking for something in the crowd, and it looked terrifying like a beast looking for its prey.

Then, his head stopped rolling, and his eyes stayed on Wang Hong's body.

Bad!

It turned out that Jun Mo's consciousness was overwhelmed by anger after he began to be hit by the ball. Why are you forcing me to play? Why do you have to make me play as a defender? Why can't you kick Senying? Why can't you do it at all? Why are you still kicking me in the face? All the dissatisfaction erupted at the same moment, he couldn't stand it anymore, but lost his perception of the outside world, and then he felt his inner world begin to shake, as if someone was moving his body, and finally his consciousness felt a feeling beyond anger, and his memory began to return.

Now, he's going to take revenge.

"Brother Mo......" Yi Peng noticed that something was wrong, and just wanted to reach out and pat Jun Mo on the shoulder and say something comforting to calm him down.

But before the words fell, the outstretched hand touched the air, and Jun Mo, who was still in front of him, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and a beast-like roar sounded behind him at the same time.

"Ahh I'm going to kill you!"

When Yi Peng turned around, Jun Mo had already choked Wang Hong's neck and shook it crazily, Wang Hong's face was flushed, and he could only make a "click" sound from his throat.

Yi Peng was still hesitating whether to stop Jun Mo, Deng Jianguo, Yang Zhe, and Niu Ben had already rushed forward, one pulled Jun Mo's left hand, one pulled Jun Mo's right hand, and one pulled Jun Mo's waist to try to make him stop.

"Stop! Amo!" Deng Jianguo shouted.

"He didn't mean to." Yang Zhe exerted.

"Damn, you have a lot of strength." Niu Ben gritted his teeth.

The combined force of the three of them is really useful, Wang Hong's face has improved a lot, and he can gradually make other sounds intermittently in his throat: "...... I...... Ga...... No...... Ga...... Be...... Ga...... Deliberately...... Target. “

"You didn't mean to? Who believes! If you can't kick me, you must kick me in the face! Don't you know that I eat with my face!? Ahh Do!? Don't pull me! I'm going to kill him! Feed! You're not on my team! If you don't help me get revenge, forget it! Stop me too! Feed! Did you hear that! Don't pull me! Feed!...... Captain!...... Lewd Philosopher...... Feed!...... Captain...... Brother Zhe...... Don't......"

Zhuang Yixiang saw it in his eyes and sighed.

***

The incident finally passed like this, in the big penalty area of No. 1 Middle School, the two sides were crowded together again for a corner kick, although Jun Mo was still angry, and his eyes glanced at Wang Hong from time to time, but every time he was glared back by Deng Jianguo and Yang Zhe, pretending not to see it, Wang Hong was so frightened that he kept trembling.

"Okay, one more goal!" Nie Ran in the corner kick area raised his right hand and raised one.

Nie Ran's words made Jun Mo and the others refocus on the game.

It's another corner, and the last one you conceded was a corner. Deng Jianguo, Zhuang Yihuan, Chen Zijie, Niu Ben, and Yang Zhe also became positive again.

The ball kicks off.

"Mine!" Niu Ben shouted, finally grabbed the first point in front of Yi Peng, and pushed the ball out hard.

"Steady!" Senying's player grabbed the second point, Li Dan shouted, and hurriedly retreated to the high position to ask for the ball to organize the second attack.

It still hasn't changed! Deng Jianguo had that feeling in his heart again, Senying's people are still very confident, they are in a hot state, the rhythm is still in the hands of the other party, and Yizhong is very passive.

This scene makes Jun Mo feel that a group of soldiers with the big dragon buff in LOL are besieging their own highlands, and he can only shrink under the tower to defend the tower, and there is no chance to attack and fight back! (In the game, after the hero kills the big dragon, he will get the big dragon BUFF, and when the hero is around the creep, the buff will affect the creep, and the creep will be strengthened.) ）

Jun Mo became more and more anxious.

And Li Dan became more and more calm, he transferred his feet laterally, opened the formation of a middle school, and his teammates passed it to him again, Li Dan seemed to have won the trust of his teammates, who knew that he pretended to stop big after receiving the ball, but the confident look made the players of the first squadron no longer dare to grab.

"Since you don't dare to grab it, then I'm going to shoot from a distance!"

Just as he was triumphant, a shadow flickered in front of his eyes, but the ball was gone! Then a word came to my ears.

"No matter how good your condition is, no matter how much you play extraordinarily, your level is still not enough......"

"Yes, even if you add the strongest buff to the creeps, you can't compare to one hero at a time."

Looking at Zhuang Yihuan's figure, Jun Mo had this sentence in his heart.