"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

“3:1!”

"Dong Fangzhuo rewrites the score to 3:1."

"Another great goal."

"He scored a great goal again, and in World Cup history, he added another great goal."

"This is the best response to Messi's penalty."

“3:1!!!”

Duan Xuan was excited.

Papa, he slapped the table continuously and stood up.

It's not just him who is excited?

All Chinese people were very excited. After Messi used a fake throw to cheat the ball away, all Chinese people suppressed their anger. At this moment, they vented all their anger.

In the stands, someone immediately called out: "Don't cry for me, come, let's go."

The loud singing resounded through the audience again.

The neutral fans laughed loudly.

"Aha, it's so interesting. This is the most interesting game I've ever seen. Messi shouldn't have angered Chinese Dong, and Chinese Dong immediately retaliated with the goal. Perhaps this is his strongest combat power. Messi forced the strongest Chinese Dong, and it seems that he hasn't seen such a violent Chinese Dong for a long time!"

"I feel that the situation in Argentina is over. Although it is still about twenty minutes left, the situation is really unfavorable to them."

"This is China Dong's 9th goal, right?"

"It's so scary. He often retreats to the midfield. You may think that his goal-scoring ability has declined, but in the World Cup, we still see the gods who block the gods and kill the Buddhas. Dong, who blocks the Buddhas, is still the most terrifying god of killing in the world!"

Romero picked up the ball from the goal, but with a trembling hand, the ball fell to the ground. He was so soft that he was really broken by this goal!

He bent down again and picked up the ball, but the ball thrown out had no power at all...

Mascherano trotted two steps before catching up with the ball, and then poked the ball forward to Messi. Unexpectedly, Messi did not catch the ball, but let the ball roll over from him.

Yes, he was also deeply hit.

"The way is one foot taller, and the devil is one foot taller! Although this is not suitable for description...but this is the retribution for Argentina and Messi!" Duan Xuan said too bluntly.

"If we can't win this game, I'll eat the table today!"

It was Higuain who picked up the ball, but after he looked up again, he found that his jersey number had a substitution sign on it.

The head coach wants to replace him.

In the 51st minute, Mascherano made a straight pass from the backcourt, Hillerson attacked and cleared Messi and almost flew into his own goal. The linebacker raised the flag to signal Messi to be offside first.

Aguero wants to replace him.

However, after he came down, the substitution sign continued to lift, and Ravic was replaced by Maxi. Then the substitution sign was raised for the third time, and Perez was replaced by Palacio.

Three generals in a row!

There is not much time left for Argentina, and the Argentine coach can't wait any longer and has to fight against the enemy.

Only Messi remains on the court in the frontcourt. No matter whether he is a hero or a bear today, he must continue to stay on the court. This is his fate.

Beep,

The game started again, and Maxi, who had just arrived, immediately took the ball and walked away from the wing, but Huang Bowen kept him with the price of a yellow card. Maxi was unable to get up on the turf at the first time. Huang Bowen's movements were quite ruthless.

"This foul is unclear. Huang Bowen did this tactical foul too well and paid the price of a yellow card."

"But it's very cool, I like it!"

"Now their two wing roads have the advantage in physical fitness, we should also consider substitutions."

Sure enough, after this foul, Clauchen immediately made a substitution adjustment. The one who came up was Mao Jianqing, who replaced Feng Renliang.

"Huh, what's the situation? Isn't it changing to midfield? Is it Feng Renliang?"

"Is Clauchen too willful?"

"this……"

However, Clauchen still had some moves, Wu Xi appeared and replaced Huang Bowen.

It's not over yet. He also used up three substitutions, and Wu Sanshi replaced Gao Lin.

This is definitely mainly attacking.

Clauchen is full of confidence!

Do you like attack? Then attack.

After the substitution adjustment, the Chinese team also changed the formation on the court. Zhao Xuri, Zheng Zhi and Wu Xi were three midfielders, and Dong Fangzhuo pushed forward.

4312.

"Come on, hurt each other!"

"Dong Fangzhuo is not retreating, but pushing forward!"

"If you don't believe in Argentina's defense, don't be afraid!"

In the VIP seat, Maradona had already stood up and held the railing. She seemed to be unable to stand firm, but she didn't want to sit...

Beep,

Fight again!

Mascherano hangs the ball into the Chinese team's penalty area, but they are no high points, and there is no threat at all. Feng Xiaoting calmly hits the ball to Zhu Ting on the left in the penalty area. Zhu Ting immediately launches a long pass and directly finds Mao Jianqing. Mao Jianqing and Sabaleta collided, but the referee did not say anything. Sabaleta grabbed the ball and handed it over to Mascherano. Mascherano passed it straight!

Before Messi, with a thud, Dong Fangzhuo actually rushed over and stopped the ball. Messi seemed to have seen a ghost and was about to catch up, Dong Fangzhuo immediately took the ball.

"nice shot!"

clatter,

This time, it was Dong Fangzhuo's turn to send a direct pass, and Wu Sanshi rushed up from the right side. He stopped with his right foot and immediately cut inside to the right side of the penalty area.

He glanced at Mao Jianqing, but bravely went on his right foot again and decisively rushed in from Gare's right side.

Without a trace of hesitation, he shot with his right foot from the far corner!

call,

The ball hit Demikalis and bounced out of the bottom line...

"Oh, Sanshi, I almost changed the score to 4:1."

"Corner kick, corner kick, there is still a chance!"

"Wow, Feng Xiaoting has come up. Why do you think it seems that the Chinese team is behind?"

"Are you afraid of Argentina for such a Chinese team?"

"Dong Fangzhuo also entered the penalty area, he was at the back point."

"Follow Demikalis and Mascherano. Takeno is at the front point."

"Zheng Zhi goes to the corner kick."

"The penalty area is full of people, and Argentine players are back, only Messi is outside the penalty area."

"Corner kick is taken!"

The penalty area was messy, the ball fell into the middle, Feng Xiaoting and Gare competed for the top, neither of them grabbed the ball, but Maxi rubbed it.

The ball fell into the back point!

Dong Fangzhuo and Mascherano jumped at the same time, but they still couldn't touch the ball! Demikalis rubbed and the ball flew to the outside of the right side of the penalty area.

Zhu Ting!

Zhu Ting stopped the ball and passed again!

Dong Fangzhuo dances again!

Mascherano and Demikalis were both late! When Dong Fangzhuo took off, his waist was level with them.

Dong--

With one move, the lion shook his head and smashed the ball towards the lower right corner of the goal.

Swish, the ball bounced up in the goal.

Beep—

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

“4:1!”
Chapter completed!