Chapter 1822

Van Bronckhorst, the brave Dutch team leader, rushed to the front door post like a train in the steam. He wanted to help youdetu to add another lock to Zhuoyang. When the football suddenly appeared on the ground, he was completely subconscious action, and also the principle of the guard to deal with the ball. Just like the cat saw the mouse, it must not be let go.

However, the mouse was too fast, faster than van Bronckhorst's brain and body reaction. Only half of his stop was made, the football hit the toe of the foot to change direction, went straight into the door line a meter away, and wiped the front door post.

Captain Giovanni van Bronckhorst's own goal, China 1-2 Holland.

Van Bronckhorst would never believe that Zhuoyang was looking for his own Wulong on purpose and would never believe it in his whole life. The media won't believe it, and the brothers won't believe it. Even God won't believe in attacking opponents as teammates. Maybe the only one to believe is Huang Chengjun in the stands, because Zhuoyang is his faith.

Believe it or not, the score has changed.

Regardless of celebrating with his teammates and cheering with the fans, Zhuoyang asked Yu Hanchao to grab the football out of the net. When he ran to his half court, Zhuoyang also pushed Huntelaar by the way. "Hey, hurry up and kick off for me." Huntelaar ignored him.

The goal ignited a little fire in the hearts of the Chinese players, but it didn't make the Dutch panic. The two sides had far different views on football, just like this deep Indian Ocean. Of course, this is also determined by the situation on the field. The Dutchman is still ahead, and the time left for China can be calculated in seconds.

The Chinese team rushed forward with the momentum of pulling back one goal, and time did not allow them to follow the order. It was a helpless choice to break through. The experienced Dutchman, however, endures a lot of entanglement. He doesn't expect to be killed with a stick, but only to spend time.

In the 89th minute, Deng Bangle Xianghe and Zhao jiuri made mistakes in the front field, and the Dutchman seized the opportunity to make a fatal counterattack. Kuyt turned around to make Huntelaar a lonely single from the middle circle.

No one can catch up with Zhuoyang. Only Wang Dalei can stop Huntelaar, only he can let the game not end a minute earlier.

Wang Dalei didn't save Huntelaar's single knife. He did. You don't know if he intentionally went to attack people instead of the ball. Wang Dalei jumped up excitedly, more happy than winning the lottery, and Larry Onda's yellow card plus point didn't stop him.

Two penalties have been thrown out, and another is a hat trick. How beautiful it should be! So, why do you need to pay for that? Just turn it over, save time and effort, and hold it.

Zhuoyang and Mr. larionda just used to nag a few words: still blowing? It's all three penalties, isn't it more?

"Captain of the Chinese team, you and I are very clear. It's a clear penalty. I hope you don't bother any more."

"All right." Zhuoyang nodded: "you are a very good referee, if you play fewer cards."

China's five yellow and one red, Holland's four yellow, this is the most colorful match in the world cup in South Africa so far.

Even if there is a penalty bug skill, Zhuoyang knows the crisis at this time. Even if there is not much time left, there is little hope for China to come back without this penalty, but there is still hope. On penalties, nothing.

Sneijder stood in front of the penalty spot, van Persie and Robben went down, no one to fight him, but he didn't want to play at all. Two lessons from the past, it's too fucking exciting.

Sneijder saw the side of the field is preparing to change, the Netherlands 17 for 10, from Eindhoven's 24-year-old midfielder Ibrahim afelle to change their own. Sneijder thinks it's time to wait for a while, and when the sidelines are ready to go down, there will be no penalty, who likes it.

But I think it's too shameless and blatant. After thinking about it, Snyder managed to pull himself together. These dogs are forced to raise. They usually take penalty kicks to break their heads. All of them are the eldest ones. Today, they all look left and right and shrink back. There's no one to be ashamed of.

At this moment, Sneijder thought of the injured van der Vaart. Although he didn't speak because of his hatred the next year, the guy did have a kind. If he wants to be on the court, maybe I won't have to punish him.

If you can't get in, you have to guard against the last minute. The Dutchman is divided into two groups. Half of them are outside the Chinese restricted area, waiting for the chance to make-up shots. They have already defaulted in advance that they will be shot out. If we can make it up first, this nerve racking game will be over. Half of them stood loosely in the defensive formation before and after stepping on the middle line, and didn't have to go back and forth for a while. The Chinese team is tired, and the Dutchman is as tired as his grandson.

Sneijder has a set foot and is very good. In the victor stadium, he and van der Vaart and Ibrahimovic broke out in a fierce fight between the three countries, the cause of which is to fight for free kicks. Free kick is nothing, penalty is nothing, but Zhuoyang is so wicked that he makes it all work.

Sneijder has a long run-up distance. In fact, his eyes are closed at the moment when he is smoking football angrily on the instep: I'll go to your grandma for an eggplant, go in, please!Football hit the crossbeam obliquely, so fast Wang dalie could not even know it. The beam is round. When the football collides with it, the angle is 45 ° from bottom to top. That is to say, it bounced back flat, and the situation was fierce.

For the first time, Zhuoyang left his brother detu! Although the butcher is tough, he doesn't have Zhuoyang's excellent prediction ability. He only hesitates to judge in one second, which is like a wild horse running away.

Fan San looks at Zhuo Yang's canthus and rushes towards him. He drinks: "go!"!! Fan umbrella trembled. When he ran back or tried to hold Zhuoyang, it was too late. He only saw the huge butt of Mustang.

Only football can catch up with Zhuoyang. It slipped from his head and was stabbed by the tip of his right foot. The acceleration made it roll forward at full speed, leaving vanderville's sneakers empty.

Zhuoyang catches up with the football that is still racing ahead before Haiting's body is strengthened.

If the reputation of today's football is far less than the strength of the top guard, there must be a place for Heitinga. Johnny Heitinga, 27, was once known as one of the "four little swans in Holland" and became famous earlier than the six swordsmen.

Zhuoyang didn't slow down at all, and went straight to the right of Heitinga. At the same time, haitingjia turned to meet the enemy, but he was a little puzzled: Zhuoyang is too hasty, isn't it? Such a thick line, does he look down on me?

However, when he accompanied Zhuoyang to the right, he knew he was wrong.

There is no football under Zhuoyang's feet. It's empty.