Porto's first penalty taker was naturally Deco, the team's top player.

Zhang Desheng wanted to take the ball, but it was a little difficult to speak.

"Zhang, do you want to be punished?"

At this time, Deco saw Zhang Desheng's hopeful gaze, and then asked him generously.

"I do...... I want to be punished! ”

Zhang Desheng didn't beat around the bush, he wanted to take this penalty too much.

"Then come on, this is your own opportunity!"

Deke didn't think it was a big deal when he heard this, Zhang Desheng had already won the respect of the whole team with his outstanding performance.

Now that Jose Mourinho has sent him to start, no one thinks there is any problem.

So giving him a penalty that he won himself is also not a big deal.

Zhang Desheng deliberately pretended to be happy when he heard this, this virtue is in line with his 17-year-old age!

"Don't enter, don't enter, you must not enter!"

At this time, it was the turn of the players of Sporting Lisbon to start casting curses.

The most outrageous thing is that the African players in the team actually took out the statues of gods and witches of several different tribes, and even looked very netherworldly magic weapons, and directly started to do the law towards Zhang Desheng through the screen!

This makes the faces of players outside Africa very painful, this scene is indeed a bit underworld!

The most stupid thing is that this pile of things seems to have some conflict of beliefs, after several African players despise each other's magic weapons and beliefs, it is unknown whether they cursed Zhang Desheng in the end, anyway, they almost started a war with infighting.

At this time, at the competition site, Zhang Desheng did not feel some mysterious power from Africa, and he still did not feel that luck played a role.

But at this time, he no longer cared about these details, and his attention was focused on the football in front of him.

The referee had already signaled that he could shoot, and the live broadcast camera immediately pushed a close-up to him, only to see Zhang Desheng in the close-up with a serious expression, his eyes were slightly fierce, and he looked at the goalkeeper not far away.

Naturally, he didn't choose to play in a fancy way, and although he was the team's penalty taker for most of the years since the crossing, he really didn't work on his penalty technique.

So he only used a small pause to interfere with the goalkeeper before he ran to the football, which is a very regular free throw technique.

But he somewhat underestimated the quality of his feints, and the goalkeeper of Farens was lightly beaten by him, and he actually flew up directly, and was deceived on the spot!

Zhang Desheng's reaction was already fast, and he easily shot the ball to the other side, and the ball rolled into the net without any suspense accompanied by the cheers of the Porto fans!

“Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!”

“2:0！ It only took 17 minutes for Porto to complete the task to 2/8! ”

"Who would have thought that it would take only 17 minutes for our lucky star to score two goals in quick succession for Porto!?"

"It's the first time Zhang has scored a brace, but there's still plenty of time left for him to break a new record, so we can continue to expect him to perform."

“……”

After Zhang Desheng scored the penalty, he still did not celebrate.

He knew that even if he celebrated at this time, he would probably not get any additional rewards, and besides, the mission was only 2/8 of the way through, so he really couldn't open the champagne before half the game.

The Porto players simply waved their arms, or raised their hands and applauded, and slowly ran back.

Mourinho's face looked much better on the sidelines, and he didn't celebrate wildly on the sidelines with these two goals!

But Zhang Desheng's amazing performance also gave him the confidence to complete this impossible task at this time.

"This kid really wants to create a miracle, he is not just talking!"

Jose Mourinho was really just trying to do his best before the game, and he knew how difficult it would be to play a game with a goal difference of eight goals, and the odds of success in the end were good.

But now that he has scored two goals so quickly, he feels that the success rate has risen to 20%.

At the moment, everyone in the Porto players on the field has also entered a state of breakthrough.

As soon as Farrens got the ball back out, he saw a bunch of red-eyed guys, as if they were a bunch of unclothed beauties, striding towards the football.

The momentum quickly crushed the anger of the Farense players who had conceded two goals in a row, and Porto snatched the ball back and bombarded the other half again.

In the 20th minute, Deco, who had the ball on his back, sent a delicate pick pass again, Zhang Desheng took the ball and then transferred the ball to the other side of the field, only to see the right full-back Secretario who inserted the assist received the ball and volleyed from outside the penalty area, and the football was slightly above the crossbar.

But after only two minutes, Porto made a comeback!

This time, Deco once again took the ball down the middle and was eventually caught by his opponent and brought to the ground, and the referee gave Porto a free kick 28 meters away from the goal, slightly out of position.

Deco's free-kick was also quite skillful, and he opted to shoot straight at goal, but unfortunately the ball was a little poor, and the ball went around the wall, but it bounced off the crossbar.

Zhang Desheng gave full play to his perverted nervous reaction and physical reaction, but unfortunately the landing point of the ball was too far away from him, and in the end it was cleared by the Farense player first.

In the 26th minute, this time it was still Deco who took the ball, and suddenly went straight behind Farens!

McCarthy made the most of his explosiveness, and even when the Farense players almost pinched him into a hamburger, the African striker stood out for his incredible speed, sprinting single-handedly into the far corner of the six-yard box before the goalkeeper could make a save.

“Gooooooooooooooooooooooo…… FucK！ ”

But this time, before Porto's commentary could be finished, the referee was heard blowing the whistle that the goal was invalid.

At this time, the camera also showed the linesman, and saw that the linesman flag in his hand had been raised flat, which was obviously a sign that McCarthy was offside.

Mourinho was the first reluctant at this time, only to see him shouting something in the direction of the referee with excitement on his face, and almost spitting stars.

However, the return defense on TV slapped him in the face, and McCarthy's goal was really an offside position that tested the linesman's observation ability.

"Justice, too TM justice!"

"This is our Portuguese referee, that's called a good look!"

"My real name suggested that he go to the World Cup!"

"Assiba!"

“……”

Sporting Lisbon players and fans were eager to go up and kiss the sharp-eyed linesman at this time, and they all shouted for him to officiate the Group D game.

"Horse rider, my chances are running out!"

Zhang Desheng found that luck may not work at this time, because as he scored two goals in a row, Farens was obviously much stricter on his guard, which naturally made his chances of getting the ball much less.

Fortunately, Farense's defense highlights a "sparse", such a team that has conceded the most goals in the Portuguese Super League, no matter how serious he is, it is impossible for him not to find a chance to get the ball.

In the 30th minute of the first half, Zhang Desheng's run was so erratic that even Deco didn't see the best passing opportunity.

In the end, the ball was passed to McCarthy, who had average running ability but was very good at finding it.

However, McCarthy stopped again when he received the ball, and then had to take an extra second to adjust, which allowed him to miss the best shot and kick the ball on the opponent's big ass.

"I'll do it myself!"

Zhang Desheng appeared like a ghost again, no one knows when he ran to the landing point of the football, and then hit the goal with a non-stop ball, and then hit the ball on the opponent's tall goalkeeper!

"I'm going to come back!"

Zhang Desheng's reaction was not like a human at this moment, when the ball hit the opposite goalkeeper and popped up again, he judged the direction of the rebound of the football almost instantly, and predicted the landing point of the ball, and his body had rushed out almost at the same time.

This outrageous reaction left everyone in the dust, and allowed him to get in front of two Farense defenders who were closer to the landing point, and was the first to rush to the ball and poke the ball again.

However, this time it was no longer a shot, because there were too many people who could block the shooting angle on his side, and if he didn't do it, someone would block the ball with his body again.

So, his stab was a cross pass in front of goal.

McCarthy didn't even need to adjust when he received the ball, and he sent the ball into the gate less than 4 meters in front of him!

“Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!”

“3：0！”

"Our lucky star is another clever pass from him in the small penalty area!"

"I now believe he's Lady Luck's foreign illegitimate child!"

"He always grabs the first spot in football!"

"As long as Porto has this lucky star present, any impossible mission will become possible!"

"3/8, we're five goals away!"

"Fuck, why is it so bad?"

“……”