268 Offensive Tide (1)

The referee, not the referee of the previous game. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The effect of the program team arranging the last game, in order to create a suspense, if the black whistle referee is arranged again, then today's game will definitely be fought, and he can swear in the name of God.

The referee is a Portuguese who has played many international matches before and is very professional.

When he laughed, he was a little ugly, but it made people look very intimate, and when he whistled and blew Gong Jizun's goal, he laughed.

was ugly to the big boss in front of the camera, but he smiled because of this not handsome face.

"Goal!"

"Goal!

The two 40-year-olds were about to jump out of their chairs in excitement, but the big boss didn't say anything about them, because he was also excited, and Chinese football finally saw a different dawn.

And at the scene, Tang Bo clenched his fists and danced violently, "yes, yes, yes!"

Wang Jingke and Yi Tianjian also stood up at the moment when Gong Jizun got his feet, staring at the ball, but when they fell into the net, the two of them were almost hugging each other!

This is their first goal since they came to the team! Although they didn't score it themselves, they still felt very excited, this is the honor of a team, the glory of a country!

Gong Jizun didn't have much celebratory action, just stretched his hand up, as if pointing to the sky, compared a finger!

He meant, the first goal!

Everyone else stood at their posts and didn't rush forward to hug and celebrate his goal, as if the goal was inevitable and had been planned, and everyone had a smile on their faces at the same time.

Hehe!

"Next ball, mine!" Sima Hao pointed to his chest with one hand and said a word of Chinese in front of Gelcht, he didn't dare to understand the other party, anyway, he declared war so arrogantly.

"Try it!" Gelcht actually understood Sima Hao's words, and replied to him stiffly in Chinese!

The corners of Sima Hao's mouth raised, and he trotted back to the half.

Ramtic followed closely beside Ouyang Qingfeng, for fear of leaking someone again.

"It's a shame I didn't break your foot last time!" Ramtic smiled evilly and muttered beside Ouyang Qingfeng.

"!" Ouyang Qingfeng directly sent a golden sentence, "!"

“what？”

"Walter, your uncle!" Ouyang Qingfeng actually said.

"This time, you have to be careful with your feet, maybe you will be scrapped for life!"

Ramtic spoke in English, so Ouyang could understand his words, and this time he was annoyed.

"Try it again!"

"Ouyang, don't!" Liu Junmin didn't know when he came, standing beside him, pulling Ouyang Qingfeng's arm, shaking his head, his eyes were telling Ouyang Qingfeng, don't be fooled, don't be deceived by this scoundrel.

Seeing that Ouyang Qingfeng was not annoyed, let alone hit himself, Ramtic was anxious, "Are you Chinese all like this, only talking about it, whether it is playing football or national politics!

"Grass mud horse, what do you say?" Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly became furious, and pushed Ramtic violently.

Ramtic was pleased, and his plan seemed to be halfway there.

The referee saw that there was a conflict here, and hurriedly rushed over, Ouyang Qingfeng's face turned to the side, calmed down, and immediately turned his head, as if his face had changed, and said with a smile, "It's okay referee, we can continue the game!"

"Are you alright?" the referee asked.

"It's okay!" Ouyang Qingfeng nodded and said affirmatively.

The referee left, and Ouyang Qingfeng was about to leave, but was stopped by Ramtic again, "Pay attention to safety!"

The corners of Ouyang Qingfeng's mouth raised, and when Ramtic passed by, he asked weakly, "You should try our Chinese shadowless feet, do you know Cisse?"

When Ramtic heard the name, his body suddenly stiffened, as if he had been frozen by something.

Ouyang Qingfeng sneered disdainfully and passed past Ramtic.

This kind of person wants to be a scoundrel, he wants to be ruthless, and the way to subdue him is to be more ruthless than him.

The matter of Cisse has made many Western teams in China fearful, and Ouyang Qingfeng also said the same, anyway, if Ramtic doesn't want to try it for a long time, he doesn't mind helping him! Let his football career stop today!

The game continued, as far as the first half was concerned, the Spanish Kings were really beaten without the slightest temper, and the Chinese Dream Team successfully won the ball and began to counterattack again under the instigation of Ren You's backfield.

Half a month can really make a person learn a lot, let alone a team.

The Spanish team didn't seem to have improved much, playing and playing almost exactly the same way as in the previous games, without the slightest innovation, which also allowed Dombo to seize the opportunity and play the rhythm he should have in the first half.

Ren You took all the way to the midfield, Liu Junmin answered, Ramtic immediately scrambled, Liu Junmin transferred the ball to Gong Jizun, he and Hu Mingkang completed a set of two-by-one, and handed the ball to Pei Yongsheng on the side.

Pei Yongsheng had a physical collision with the opponent's central defender and almost stumbled and fell, but fortunately, Ouyang Qingfeng was near him and completed the pass for him.

No. 7 mustache Joe Johnla stood in front of Ouyang Qingfeng to block the way.

They are all wearing No. 7 shirts, and sooner or later there will be this battle.

Joe Johnla gestured to him, seemingly in a somewhat defiant rhythm.

Liu Junmin stretched out his hand in front of him, ready to catch the ball.

He was a little undecided. But it was such a hesitation that he wasted a good opportunity to pass. Joe Johnla, who was defending him, had already leaned over, and at this time, Ouyang Qingfeng still hadn't decided his next move in his heart, which was a very bad situation.

By the time Ouyang Qingfeng came to his senses, Joe Johnla had already stretched out his right foot to kick the football at his feet. Out of instinct, Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly pulled the ball and quickly stepped back. This retreat can be able to avoid Joe John's kick. However, the mustache would not allow him to dodge, so immediately after, his right leg that was about to kick the ball quickly landed, and the left foot behind him kicked again before Ouyang could stabilize his body.

The ball was taken away by the mustache, and he was a little proud.

Just when he was triumphant, Ouyang Qingfeng beside him let out a sneer, and before Johan could understand what the laughter meant, the ball under his feet was gone, and at this time, Ouyang Qingfeng was already behind him, running forward with the ball.

"What?" Johannla had no idea what was going on, didn't he just pull the ball over, and how did he get back to his feet?

However, what he didn't know was that Ouyang Qingfeng was deliberately stunned just now, giving him a chance to take the ball away, although it seemed that he was very willful and risky, but he had enough confidence to play him a hand, and he still had full confidence in the face of Joe Johnla to abuse him, in his opinion, although this Joe Johanla was good, compared to Arthur in the underground court, it was far worse. (To be continued.) )