Chapter 157

Zhuoyang looked at his teammates, and he understood what he should do.

"Brother Kenneth, brother Ignaz, brothers. Of course I believe in you, just as you believe in me. "

"The game, it's only now."

"Brothers, let's go to class B!"

Eleven mardiburg players gathered around each other, hand in hand and shoulder in a condensed circle, just like the burning torch.

Zhuo Yang's eyes are round and stares at Dantian. He shouts: "fuck him!"

"Fuck him!" "Fuck him!" "Fuck him!" Eleven of the mardiburg players shouted out in unison.

Thomas Hasler on the rostrum, with a grim face, blurted out, "fuck him!"

"Fuck him!" Piggy, scar, butcher, Mertesacker and second brother all drink together.

President Angus Mullen waved one hand to the center of the court: "fuck him!" The old face was red with polish.

"Toot -" on the canal, the freighter sounded a long whistle, and the bow plowed through the hard water.

the mardiburg players are dispersed and ready to kick off again. Zhuoyang hugged Rand: "Carl, thank you." Slapped Rand on the back with his hand. Rand also hugged Zhuoyang and didn't speak, but he smiled and laughed happily. Rand also slapped Zhuoyang on the back. He understood Zhuoyang's words. Rand knew that Zhuoyang trusted him just as he trusted Zhuoyang.

"Beep -". The referee whistled the kick-off in the 56th minute of the second half. Zhuoyang didn't turn his head to elgeberg's forbidden area after he put the ball to Marx Dodd. Philippe Lisse, who was ready to continue to press forward and intercept, retreated quickly. No team in the third level league dared to let Zhuoyang face his own guard line.

In the following time, Zhuoyang didn't care about our backcourt. He didn't care about his teammates' killing. He just couldn't see anything. In addition to the symbolic way of making a forced attack in the front court, all the other Kung Fu is constantly interspersed with running positions, looking for every gap in the defense of eggberg.

Don't underestimate Zhuoyang's casual running. As long as he stays in the front court, the heart of the whole team of eggberg is in his throat. Most of the season down, the shadow of people's famous trees, Zhuoyang terrorist attack reputation. What's a bunch of League C teams? Kaiserslautern and Werder Bremen have not dried their tears.

Elgeborg's backcourt is very close to the enemy. The two full backs, needless to say, dare not cross the midline and take half a step. They dare not assist as recklessly as they did in the first half. Even Philippe Lisse at the back became Zhuoyang's shadow. He felt flustered when he left Zhuoyang for more than three meters. Plus the goalkeeper, six of the eleven were held in their own half by Zhuoyang.

Elgeborg, who only needs to draw to advance, now has a goal, which is equal to the advantage of two goals, so the trend also makes a strategic recovery. What's more, Zhuoyang's teammates, everyone is like a bandit with red eyes. They bite each other's teeth tightly and fight bayonets with their opponents in every corner.

When Randy tackled Mitch Adolf, he didn't care whether he fouled or not, and didn't do anything to protect himself. He wanted to die with his opponent. There is a kind of you just pass me, dare to pass me, I will abandon you. Let's break our legs and play with eggs together.

Samuel chased Gregory, who was six years younger than him, at a loss of speed. Without any hesitation, he put the shovel in the back of his side and shouted, "I'll go to your mother!" Seeing the spikes coming at his ankles, Gregory's face turned white in a flash, and he took off in a hurry to dodge. Bang! Football was almost shoveled into the spray of the canal. Gregory, who fell down, sat in Samuel's arms, terrified for a while. Samuel has no affectation at all: "get out!" As soon as he pushed Gregory with both hands, he turned over and climbed up.

Greece's calitezakis is more than five meters away from the football, while elgeborg striker Jinke is less than three meters away. The handsome old man jumped up first and drained the energy in his bone marrow. He said, "come on!" Whistling away. Like two eagles hitting the sky, the handsome old man and Jinke hit each other hard, and the sound of the two people's forehead and hair could be heard in the stands. Jinke was lying on the ground and almost fainted because of the pain. The handsome old man who had already got up stood proudly, regardless of the blood on his face.

"Boy, you are still young!" Calitezakis is like Leonidas, king of Sparta, who is stationed in the hot spring pass.

Zhuoyang's teammates are not fighting bayonets with their opponents, but carrying explosive bags. They want Zhuoyang to have no worries. They are all fighting for Zhuoyang festival to save precious energy.

From the beginning to the end, the singing in the stands did not stop, "you will never walk alone" again and again. Twenty thousand people did not sit down any more. They were all standing and singing for their soldiers. Looking at the tragedy on the turf, big S-B cried completely. Mark West broke down in tears, but they still cried and sang obstinately.

Li Xiaoqing is in tears. She seems to understand why football has become the first sport in the world and why talented Zhuoyang is so fascinated by the savage chance.Angus Mullen, with tears in his eyes, murmured, "father, do you see that? That's what I'm proud of in madiburg. "

Twenty thousand people were all full of tears. They chanted the names of every player over and over again and sang "you will never walk alone".

They were forced back to their own half by the madyburg bandits. Even if they want to organize the first half of the stormy offensive, it is impossible. It's not just tactical, it's bold.

At this time, all the people of madibu have firmly believed that the game is far from the end, the game is just the beginning, and madibu will win. Their strong confidence comes from the brave and fearless lads on the field, from the young captain who is leisurely in front and forms a sharp contrast with the whole fight. The madiborgs believe that the 18th is running slowly, because he has never let the madiborgs down.

The mardiburg people firmly believe that the match is far from over and that the Chinese youngsters will definitely lead them to the second level.

Zhuoyang, who is leisurely in the front court, has already burst into tears. His teammates have fulfilled their promises. Zhuoyang believes them, and this trust is as heavy as a mountain. The teammates have done it. Now it's time for Zhuoyang to fulfill his promise, and he will never fail to live up to their trust.

Yes, my brothers. Now, leave it to me.

My brothers, now, let's go to class B together!