Chapter 622

Name:Golden Greenery Author:Zhuo Setong
When monsters incarnate into monsters, it is when heaven and earth change their colors.

The spontaneous crisis brought Zhuoyang unprecedented impatience on the court. He was eager to score and expand the score. Although it is not clear where the feeling comes from, Zhuo Yang is sure that he must continue to score.

"Take care of your wife, old man." Zhuoyang didn't want to pretend to be polite to Marcellino any more and began to beat him with drums and hammers.

"What do you mean? What do you mean? " Marcellino's eyes were wide.

"Go away!" No longer long winded, after a low drink, Zhuoyang backs up to protect the ball, turns his left leg out of the knee and secretly heads to the inside of Marcellino's foot leg joint, which will not hurt you but also make you feel pain, and then shakes his shoulder and back and bumps into the opponent.

Marcelinho didn't expect Zhuoyang to suddenly become careless. He started to play brutally and roughly with the full of demonic exquisite skills. Secondly, he was 12 cm lower than Zhuoyang, and his chin was just hit by Zhuoyang's raised shoulder. Marcellino's head was knocked unconscious. In addition, he could not take root and stand steadily on his feet. He staggered back to the young man for a few steps. Zhuoyang took a big step.

The sudden violence also stunned bastulk and Kovac. The two people who were originally skillful in their positions only had to block Zhuoyang's throat and stop him for a while until marcelinio could stick him on again. However, Zhuoyang's unreasonable coming was beyond their expectation. They could not help but chose to close the door. Based on their tactical awareness and the ability to tackle at their feet, this is a stone gate in the water that can't be broken by Laura, who has secret weapons and Tomb Raider.

However, Zhuoyang is like a siege hammer to the stone gate!

Without any skill or hesitation, Zhuoyang came with the wind and sand sweeping and the football wrapped around him, and he roared into the stone gate which was about to be half covered. Three mountains move together, and the waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen.

Bastulk and Kovac, leaning to the left and right, stumbled and savored their lives on the grass. In the first half of the year, it was the trick of demons. Now it is the mass destruction of demons.

After finishing these two generals, Zhuoyang took the ball to the forbidden area with great strides. One change was made to the step of civet fox. The sound of rumbling footsteps could be heard clearly at the outermost end of Victor stadium grandstand. The footsteps were like the heavy bass of landing Tonggu, shaking the whole stadium.

Simonich rushed up like a dead man, and Gomez, the Musketeer who had been haunted by him for a long time, took the opportunity to slip into the empty space after he got up. As he ran, he spread out to Zhuoyang to signal: Hey, bitch, man, this is empty.

The cruel Zhuoyang doesn't want to ignore him at all. He lets the spurt wink. Zhuoyang still changes direction with his right foot according to the rhythm of his stress step points, staggers simunichi and pulls out a larger shooting angle, and then starts to rub the left foot vigorously in the next beat.

The instep is like O'Sullivan's stick on snooker's table. The football is thunderous and light and erratic. In a trance, the flying arc seems to turn a right angle in the air. Berlin Hertha goalkeeper Federer, like the first half, can only watch football bleak into the net.

In the 81st minute of the second half, Zhuoyang expanded the score to 2-0.

The general situation of the game has been determined. Zhuoyang wants to comb his mood by moonlight, but he finds that the mood of uneasiness is more intense, and it is not reduced because of the expansion of the score. Ignoring Gomez, who was eager to run, he used a false cross step to shake the gunman's embrace, rushed straight to Hertha goal in Berlin, grabbed the football from Federer and ran to the middle circle.

Not only the madeiborgs, but even Hertha Berlin is a bit messy: what does he want to do? It's madiburg leading, OK?

Zhuoyang runs back to the middle circle, presses the football hard on the origin, and beckons his teammates to come back to kick-off. The sense of crisis made his heart thump and his chest tremble. Suddenly, thinking of something, Zhuoyang once again dodged and came back to try to hug his Gomez, and rushed to the bench of madibao.

"What's up there?" The anxiety in words is obvious.

"1:0, Stuttgart! Or 1:0! " Mr. Woolf, the assistant coach who had been in charge of the other news, reported the good news.

But why am I still in a panic? Before we had time to think about it, Zhuoyang was hugged by his teammates on the bench, followed by his teammates on the field. Gomez shouted at the outside of the crowd: "fury, fury, let me hold it!"

Zhuoyang forced his head out of the crowd: "Sir, sir. Brothers, we need to attack and score

Madeborg players are very excited, smell speech is no more than brain, followed by shouting together: Attack! Goal!

Only uncle Zha klopper was stunned for a moment OK, you can get in more if you can. The more, the more insurance. "

Zhuoyang's hope at the moment is to kick off the ball quickly. However, Hertha Berlin failed to meet his wish and began to adjust slowly.

Coach Falcao Gotz has understood that this game is like this, there is no hope of winning. The whole team of Hertha Berlin can't say that they didn't play well, even they have played what he wanted completely, but they met the same good madibao. What's more, Zhuoyang becomes an unsolved existence.From the very beginning, Marcellino, the ace of Hertha Berlin, and Zhuoyang matched each other equally. Soon, he was teased and crushed. He fell on the side of the bank in defense. The attack entrusted with a heavy task was nothing under Zhuoyang's only hand. He could not run at all. At this moment, he became a dead man on the court.

Goetz gave up the game, knowing that he could not do it. It was not the work of such a mature man who had experienced hardships. With a wave of the flag, Hertha Berlin replaced marcellio to show his commitment to the city.

-- I will not stop you from creating legends. Congratulations, the venerable Fort Madison!

However, maybe it's providence that Goetz didn't care. He replaced a black midfield player who was only 18 years old in the echelon. He didn't expect to gain anything from the attack. He just wanted to let him feel the atmosphere when he first stepped into the first-class arena. He also pasted a guard against Zhuoyang so that he wouldn't lose face. There was not much time left.

Prince Boateng stands on the sidelines and is eager to try. He is of Ghanaian descent but born in West Berlin. He is the absolute main force in the midfield of U19 in Germany at present. His compatriot brother Jerome Boateng, one year younger than him, is the defender of U17 in Germany and also in the echelon of Hertha in Berlin.

As soon as Zha started, Zhuoyang was surprised by the small black boy, because he felt the shadow of his brother's butcher Nigel de Jong from big Boateng. Big Boateng is very similar to butcher in terms of technical characteristics, defensive style, position selection and foot frequency, but he is stronger and higher than butcher.

Derong, brother butcher, is one of the most difficult defenders Zhuo Yang has ever met since he entered the professional football world.

The big Boateng in the first Bundesliga is a bright spot for everyone. Zhuoyang can't deal with him immediately with his direct rudeness or Gu lingjingguai. He can only rely on the on-the-spot observation to find weaknesses and subdue them with experience. However, it takes time for the game.

Entanglement, the regular time has ended, Zhuoyang watched the referee on the sidelines hold up a 3-minute electronic display board, which is the last 3 minutes of his first Bundesliga season, and the dust settled in 3 minutes.

All of a sudden, there was a croak in the grandstand, and the noisy singing became noisy. Zhuoyang's heart "clattered" for a while, and his feeling of uneasiness suddenly hit again. The news came quickly from the sidelines. At the Munich Olympic Stadium, piglet Schweinsteiger scored in the 90th minute.

Bayern Munich equalised the score!