The game continued, and the Nan Zheng players naturally knew who the beautiful boy in front of them was, since the legendary Far East's secret weapon appeared, they immediately adjusted their tactics, and the midfielder No. 8 Captain Park looked at him, and people from all directions immediately stared at Mu Ninghan.

The Far East players passed the ball, Mu Ninghan began to dribble in the midfield after receiving the ball accurately, and the three of them came forward to besiege, Mu Ninghan spun around in place, and the opposing team members did not dare to take it lightly, but they were caught off guard, Mu Ninghan immediately burst out of the chamber and started to accelerate.

The speed was as fast as an F1 car, and one of them tried to use a reasonable collision to crash into Mu Ninghan, Mu Ninghan flashed, but who knew that he fell on his back.

Chic, sharp, handsome, if it is placed in ancient times, it is simply the perfect embodiment of the chivalrous swordsman style of the beautiful young man.

Mu Ninghan is as fast as lightning, and his body is as light as a swallow, how can these ordinary people be able to stop it, get rid of the three defenders and go straight to the penalty area, and form a single knife with the opponent's No. 4, I saw Mu Ninghan swaying a little, a beautiful person balled over, No. 4's center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground, Mu Ninghan took the ball and raised his foot to shoot angrily, the ball flew straight to the dead corner, and the goalkeeper was powerless to return to the sky.

With a huge electronic display, the score changed - 0:1, and the Far East team took the lead.

Mu Ninghan scored the first time he touched the ball, and it was less than a minute before he played!

"Holy! ——"On the rostrum, Vice President Nan Zheng, who was persimmon-faced, laughed and laughed, and he was unexpectedly surprised by this dramatic reversal of occupation.

"Vice President, don't be so surprised, Nan Zheng was just pierced through the goal." Rongde seemed to be respectful, but in fact teased the past, "If you don't bet now and buy a few lottery tickets to win in the Far East, it's still too late." ”

Hearing Rongde's sarcasm, Uncle Persimmon Face was speechless, lost a ball, his single eyelid was squinted into two lines, and his heart was full of alpacas galloping, and the audience was stunned.

"Wow, it's a secret weapon."

"The goal just now is really extraordinary!"

"What's the situation? We actually lost a goal? ”

100,000 people seemed to have forgotten that they were home fans, and they applauded and cheered for this beautiful boy with an ungodly appearance! The thunderous and friendly cheers resounded in the stadium, and the fans collectively defected, which made Vice President Nan Zhengguo on the rostrum even more embarrassed.

Damn, this is at home, and it was actually poured into a goal by the Far East team, a thousand-year-old weak team.

And the No. 21 Mu Ninghan, who scored the goal, was not proud at all, but discussed tactics with other players, and made a gesture to the head coach, which means to retreat and pay attention to the enemy's counterattack.

The players of Nan Zhengguo are a little unbalanced, how can the Asian boss stand such humiliation?

A counteroffensive is bound to be a counteroffensive. In the last 15 minutes, beat them down!

Captain Park Dong-so of No. 8 was the first to grind his teeth, staring at Mu Ninghan fiercely, and immediately signaled to his teammates, and then focused on guarding at this person.

The game continued, and next, Mu Ninghan was fully besieged by the opponent, as long as Mu Ninghan got the ball, there were people surrounding him immediately.

On the field, the players of Nan Zhengguo immediately occupied all the advantages.

On the rostrum, Persimmon Cake's face turned warm, and he glanced at Mu Ninghan on the field coldly, this look ...... Well.......

Weird.....

How does it feel..... Weird?

Park Dong-so focused on Mu Ninghan, and his hands and feet began to be unruly.