Owen removed the microphone from Merson's front and put it back in front of him.

"This ......"

"We're streaming live,"

"We'll talk about it after the game?"

Merson's skin is still thick enough to negotiate with Owen......

Owen laughed.

"Paul,"

'I can also give you a chance, I bet he can keep scoring and if he doesn't score, you don't have to cash in.'

Merson immediately saw hope.

"I bet!"

It's just that Owen's words are not finished.

"If he can still get in, you'll have to cash in twice!"

Merson: ......

At the scene, Manchester United teammates flocked to Dong Fangzhuo.

But Dong Fangzhuo didn't have to come to a siu~, like Ronaldo's previous goals

He walked back to the center circle arc as if nothing had happened.

Just score a goal,

Piece of cake.

What's there to be excited about?

And I didn't do my best.

Although the opponent is very active in defense and his teammates are also very stretched, it is not too difficult to score, right? 、

Brentford's players exchanged helplessly in their own penalty area:

"Didn't you say he's old?"

"Hey,"

"I don't feel that way at all."

"I can't keep up with him, he's moving too fast."

"We should wrap him up as soon as possible, we can't give him space."

"Are we playing too gently? Try to be rough? ”

……

Beep

The whistle blew again.

Brentford, who are behind, are trying to launch a spree and will have to prove themselves even more at this time.

Beat the team with Cristiano Ronaldo? They will be blown into the sky tomorrow.

But if you lose? Then tomorrow all the news will only blow Ronaldo......

But they may have forgotten that they are only a reserve team, far from being a first-team team, and although the team easily advanced to the back of Manchester United, after the last pass came out, it was not much different from Manchester United's side, and the ball was too outrageous.

'Cristiano Ronaldo' can't get a pass from a team-mate, but can a Brentford striker?

Manchester United switched from defence to attack.

It was also a big move to pass the ball to the Brentford backfield.

Dong Fangzhuo's side has been tightly sandwiched by two people, Hannibal, who is holding the ball on the left, looks up, can only bulge his head inward, and then inverts the triangle to pass the ball to Zidane Iqbal.

After Zidane Iqbal stepped on a bicycle, he also glanced at Dong Fangzhuo's position, but Dong Fangzhuo was surrounded by three people!

It's really heavily guarded.

Dong Fangzhuo was so good that he immediately ran to the right and dragged away three defenders, but there was a huge gap in the middle of Brentford, and no one came up to block Zidane Iqbal.

Iqbal simply got his feet on the top of the arc in the penalty area.

A powerful volley!

Half-highball.

Bang!

I don't know if it was aimed at the goal or at a team-mate, but the ball went straight to Stan Lee and bounced to the left wing.

Hannibal was alert to get behind the defender and get the ball.

At this time, Dong Fangzhuo forcibly broke through the bag clamp of the two people like a bulldozer, and was about to crash into the third one.

But he braked suddenly, suddenly took a detour, and pulled out!

He then took a big step towards the middle and then turned in the direction of the small penalty area.

Hannibal passed the ball just in time.

"Ah, it's high!"

"It's ridiculously high!"

"But, Ronaldo!"

Between the lightning and flint, Dong Fangzhuo also jumped in the air!

It's like you have springs on your feet.

"Huo!"

Under the forcible blocking of the two central defenders, Dong Fangzhuo still jumped up domineeringly, and unstoppably pushed the falling ball!

Boom!

Domineering side leaky header strikes!

The two central defenders could only be pressed under Dong Fangzhuo, and they didn't even have a chance to jump.

Dumbfounded.

Scared to pee.

“gooooal!”

“gooooooooooooal!”

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!”

"Cristiano Ronaldo!"

"Bypass them, this battlefield shouldn't belong to Cristiano."

"It's like a high school student beating an elementary school student."

"It's boring."

"This jump height is still so powerful."

'I wondered why it was so rare to see such opportunities in the first team.

"Rangnick is going to cry in the toilet now, but he can't call Ronaldo back to the first team right away, right? That's slapping your face. ”

"Paul, Paul, Paul......"

……

2:0。

Dong Fangzhuo scored twice.

He gave Hannibal a thumbs up.

Hannibal looked confused.

This......

Can this be topped?

The moment he passed the ball, he wanted to cover his face, and he felt that he had messed up again.

But who knew that Dong Fangzhuo could still put the ball in?

All right

Who called his name Ronaldo?

The sky is not his limit......

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At this moment, Rangnick has just finished explaining tomorrow's tactics to the players in the first-team tactics room.

Mood is superb.

Without Cristiano Ronaldo, there is no need to take care of his feelings or the emotions of other players.

Just as he was about to enjoy a cup of coffee, Mike Phelan came over.

"He's got two."

"What's in two?" Rangnick didn't react at once.

"Ronaldo."

"Two very good balls." I don't know if Phelan deliberately provoked Rangnick.

"Walter?" Not quite convinced, Rangnick raised his left hand and looked at his watch.

How long has this been the show?

Got two?

Is this guy deliberately trying to make his life bad?

But he still didn't change his face.

"In the reserve team's game, it doesn't matter how much you score. The Championship is not as good as it. ”

He coldly dropped a sentence.

"Go home and rest, you have to be busy tomorrow......"

Rangnick is gone.

Phelan didn't go.

He went into the playback room and continued to watch the game......

Half an hour later, he walked out with a smug face, twisting his little fat buttocks and humming in his mouth.

“viva ronaldo.“

“viva ronaldo.“

"Fack!"

"It's crazy!"

"Is it true or not?"

He would now love to drive to Brentford to see for himself if such a horrible thing had really happened.

It's only half-time, and Ronaldo actually scored 5 goals?

Although it was a live broadcast, it always felt like someone had switched the camera, which was not real at all.

Even if it's a reserve team, it's impossible to score five goals in the first half.

Wait a minute.

He pulled out his phone and sent a message to Rangnick.

"Five goals in the half."

This time, what will Rangnick's reaction be when he finds out?

Rangnick had just heard the car in the garage under his house when he saw a message from Phelan.

He sat in the cab in a daze, pale and motionless.

Got five?

Got five?

How can it be!

Yes!

Ahhh

He still dialed the phone, his hands suddenly trembled wildly, his breathing became very rapid, and his forehead instantly sweated.

But it's 999!

"Hey,"

"I ......"