Chapter 406

Dali shandro, who had almost recovered his sanity, heard that the madyburgs laughed at him so much, and immediately got back on the line.

My little body? Diego is five centimeters shorter than me. I haven't seen the world? Diego, I've been invited to barbecue by his family. Can I see the world? Well, since you think Zhuoyang is powerful, I'll show you who is the real strong one. You don't know anything about my power at all.

At half-time, he made a bowl of Chicken Soup for himself, only to be sprinkled with mustard by mad dog Rand, and Dali Sandro was even more charged than in the first half.

However, he was hit by hedira's adhesive tape. Rand suddenly grabbed the ball from his opposite foot. Dali Sandro didn't think about passing the ball at all. He was scattered around to catch up with his teammates, which made them feel hurt. Big head brother is angry in his heart: are you just watching? Can you focus on it!

No matter how stupid he is, he also thinks about the taste. He knows that the person defending him in this game is not Zhuoyang, but the No. 8 nobody who always comes out suddenly from time to time. This is the defense style of mad dog Rand. In fact, his individual defense ability is very general, and his technical body consciousness is very mediocre. But Rand's biggest characteristic is that he can almost appear at both ends of the court at the same time to intercept opponents in addition to daring to play. In the last second, he blocked Christophe on the left side, and in the next second, he suddenly appeared in front of klimovich on the right side. With Rand on the court, the madeborg midfielder always seems to have several more people.

Hawking can't explain it!

Naturally, Dali Sandro can't understand this kind of "Rand phenomenon", but as a famous star who hasn't gone to school, he doesn't need to study supernatural things. Big head wants to understand that if he wants to defeat Zhuoyang, he must first kill the two pole 8.

Of course, hedira didn't know what dalishandro thought, otherwise the tall German youth would be curling his mouth: if you want to kill the Deputy brother of the team, you can balance me first.

Hedira is a talented guy. His potential is not lost to the five swordsmen who left. Besides the consciousness and experience that need time to accumulate, he is not short of anything. "Only look at the ball, not the people." hedira remembers the secrets that boss Zhuo taught him, and more and more doesn't eat dalishandro's swing.

Therefore, dalishandro was very sad and angry: Zhuoyang, you coward, even let others fight me.

In the second half of the second half, with Dali Sandro dribbling all the way, hedira followed closely but could not find the chance to kick. Passing, controlling and shooting are the four skills that can almost give full marks. Glancing at the corner of his eyes, he saw his compatriot klimovich cut at the high speed on the side road. Good chance! Just to give the middle distance legend, big head saw zhuoyanka in front of him.

Come on! With a cry in his heart, Dali Sandro forgot all about klimovich, who was in the hollow of his ribs. But before he could get rid of the hedira on his body, he found Zhuoyang had stepped back and left for seven or eight meters. In front of him was the red eyed No. 8 of madibao.

Mad dog Rand grimly smiled: "you are mine." The team mate's confidence burst today.

In dalishandro's view, Zhuoyang, the coward, is once again fleeing from the war. Under the indignation big head didn't realize Zhuoyang's present position at all, just stuck between him and klimovich, the defense of madibao rib disappeared in a flash.

One is shameless and the other is not. Hedira and Rand almost didn't kill Dali Sandro, who was already very tired. It's also a cross flower arrangement and a pendulum plus a bicycle. The big head who is not in the state just lost the ball belt and accidentally hit his left heel and rolled to Rand's place.

No one else could see that Dali Sandro was so tired that they thought he was scared by a mad dog.

Rand turned around, and the ball went straight back to Zhuoyang. Mad dog is always like this. Even if Zhuoyang is sitting on the bench, I'm afraid he will get the ball and kick it in the first time.

Zhuoyang didn't even adjust his steps. The inside front end of the left foot is a long pass. It's a standard counter attack process. Handley Hamsik runs in front of the field and unloads the football from the instep. It's just in front of him. The Slovak kid's small skill is not so good. In the second half, Argentinian defender fakundo Quiroga, who changed his direction to the outside, took the lead in the face of huffland's attack and stabbed Gomez, the free Musketeer.

Gomez is not a big fool who can only shoot, on the contrary, he has a very high player. After seeing him turn his eyes to the left and turn his eyes to the upper corner of the goal from time to time, attracting the attention of all people including goalkeeper Yanqi, the football was given to the cobra from the far end, and elier pushed the ball into the net.

Wolfsburg coach Graetz immediately dropped the bottle off the field and immediately called Bo black Hrgovic to warm up. No matter how much Gretz moved to Dali Sandro, he was not his father. He fell behind 4-0 and was promoted, which made Eric Gretz, who was once the meritorious captain of Belgium National team, unbearable.

Seeing the electronic signboard for changing people on the sidelines, Dali Sandro was not surprised. First, he could not run. Second, he knew that he was the culprit today, but it was hard to admit it in his heart. Four mistakes caused our side to lose four goals, which is not the point for Dali Sandro. Zhuoyang didn't dare to fight with him in the whole game, which is the most important thing.When walking to the sidelines, Zhuoyang happened to be standing on his back. This time, the Chinese didn't hide or escape. In fact, Zhuoyang didn't even see Dali Sandro.

"Chinese, I didn't expect you to be so cowardly!" Big heads hate iron but not steel.

Zhuoyang hears the words and is stunned for a while: where does this fucking talk start? Is this product talking to me? He looked around quickly - nobody else?

"Are you really willing to lose to me?" Dali Sandro looked contemptuous.

Zhuoyang was in a mess. For a moment, he thought it was his illusion that our team was ahead in the big score. So he hurried to look on the big screen off the field: Yes, it was our 4-0 madeborg! Am I in the same time and space as this product?

"I hope you will always remember today's failure." Dali Sandro stands proudly.

Zhuoyang was shocked and lost color: "are you crazy?" Point to the large display with your hand.

Dali shandro didn't go to see the score at all. With a slight snort in his nose, he walked down the field with his head held high, like a proud pampas rock sheep, and stopped caring for the poor loser.

Zhuoyang grabbed the Wolfsburg player who passed by him with his head bowed and looked familiar: "Hey, I said, you guys need to be treated as soon as possible if you are ill."

Christophe waved hurriedly: "don't ask me. Don't ask me. I don't know him."

Dali shandro went back to the bench and complained to coach Gretz: "Sir, our players are too inattentive on the court, they are always absent-minded and can't run in place."

Thanks to the fixed row seats on the bench of Victor stadium, if Gretz had to pick up and swing him.