Pogba was still rolling in pain and wailing. The game had just begun, but his forehead was covered with sweat, obviously sweat from the pain.

"Ouch,"

"Ouch,"

"Ouch,"

Twist and turn like a soft dog. The referee finally walked towards Zheng Zhi and showed Zheng Zhi a yellow card.

There was booing at the scene, which was sent by Chinese fans.

"Does it hurt so much?"

"I feel like this guy is pretending, and it's not that he has a fierce collision. He can't be injured. He just wants Zheng Zhi to get a yellow card."

"This is really troublesome. I get a yellow card at the beginning. Can Zheng Zhi still let go of his hands and feet?"

"Look, look, let me tell you, after Zheng Zhi received the yellow card, this guy got up immediately. He really didn't have any ball quality. But if this guy is not bad, he won't call him Pogba!"

"Damn, he should be injured directly. Zheng Zhi is worth the yellow card, so he will become another Xisai."

...

The French team's free kick opportunity in the frontcourt, but it was too far away from the goal. The ball was divided into the right side. Griezmann's running was quite active, and he poked his right toe and tried to lead the ball directly over Wang Gang.

But he underestimated Wang Gang's speed too much. Not everyone can do it from the right back to the left back position. With speed and height, he directly blocked Griezmann with a beautiful slant. Griezmann seemed to hit an unshakable wall, and his whole body was bounced back. Wang Gang calmly knocked the ball to Feng Xiaoting who came to pick up the ball.

At this time, Zheng Zhi had already returned to get the ball again. After turning around, he immediately pushed the ball to Hao Junmin on the right and followed him. Hao Junmin didn't dare to take the ball to face Kanter, so he knocked it back to Zheng Zhi. Zheng Zhi swept his right foot and kicked the ball to Feng Jin accurately.

Feng Jin took a small step and immediately pulled the ball outward, then accelerated forward continuously. Facing Toliso, Feng Jin chose to do it alone this time.

The continuous spike shaking made Toliso dare not make his foot, but instead retreated frequently. However, the frequency of the retreat was just right in front of Feng Jin's mind. Feng Jin pushed Qiu to the sideline again with his right foot, and rushed on his left heel!

He had absolute confidence in his speed! However, although Toliso was half a beat slower, he turned around and followed Feng Jin in front of him. However, Feng Jin did not give him even a little comfortable time to adjust. After taking a step forward with his right foot, heel on his left foot was hidden behind him, and the person also changed directions with Wang Zhonglu!

Toliso's eyes almost fell on the grass.

Damn, this breakthrough is so coquettish that Toliso can no longer react.

"Feng Jin!"

Dong Fangzhuo rushed up with great strides, followed Pogba and Kanter again. Kanter was faster, and he took a small turn and came to Dong Fangzhuo. He took the lead and poked the ball.

However, Dong Fangzhuo seemed to have expected it early. He braked his right foot suddenly and then kicked hard to the left. He moved his whole person more than two meters to the left. The moment Kanter caught up with the ball, Dong Fangzhuo also blocked Kanter's way.

Hey!

Kanter didn't expect Dong Fangzhuo to be able to recover it again. This was really not what he had thought. Kanter had to hit back and try to get rid of Dong Fangzhuo who was extremely fast.

But who knew that with a squeak, Dong Fangzhuo stopped again, but his left foot pedaled to the ground and pounced back in reverse.

These Kante were really panicked and almost fell on the turf and passed the ball back to Varane.

Varane really didn't expect that Kante was in such a mess. Although Kante was a defensive midfielder, he was always very stable when he got the ball. At this time, Dong Fangzhuo was forced to be so embarrassed that he almost lost the ball.

But what made Varane very distressed was that Kanter's return pass was too small. Varane, who rushed out, saw Wu Sanshi and rushed towards the ball at the same time. Although his legs were much longer than Wu Sanshi, his speed was not as fast as Wu Sanshi.

With a sniff, Wu Sanshi still stabbed the ball first and flashed past Valane like a phantom.

"pretty!"

"Three Stones!"

Another person who turned over the central defender Umtiti was even slower. He was not a speed-type person. Now Wu Sanshi is coming quickly. All he can do is to keep in front of him.

But unexpectedly, Wu Sanshi went to the right again and instantly made him instantly. However, the dribbling force was also strong, and he almost rushed out of the right side line of the penalty area. Wu Sanshi hit his right foot and adjusted one more step. Umtiti adjusted his body and blocked Wu Sanshi's way to the penalty area from the side.

"Three Stones!"

Dong Fangzhuo roared and collided with Pogba's shoulder while running, but the two of them did not decide the outcome.

Wu Sanshi immediately passed the ball back with an inverted triangle and passed it to Zheng Zhi.

dream!

Although Pogba was half slowing down, he quickly fell on the grass and slid. His two long legs crossed Zheng Zhi first and kicked the ball one step ahead.

"Aowu~"

No one expected that Pogba was so brave, so desperate, and so bet! Dong Fangzhuo was still one step slower and did not touch the ball. Varane kicked the ball out with a big foot.

The Chinese team's attack was too dangerous and he was terrible.

The ball flew high in the air and landed towards the backcourt of the Chinese team. Zheng Zhi, 38, jumped up in the air, stopped the ball steadily with his chest, and rushed through the middle circle arc with one steadily.

At this time, only Kanter could rush out and block it, but he didn't. His first reaction was to run to Dong Fangzhuo and surround him with Pogba.

ah?

Zheng Zhi was surprised and once again activated his speed to drive the ball to the French team's penalty area.

It was only Toliso who rushed over from the side, but Zheng Zhi seemed to be 20 years younger at this time. He gritted his teeth and took the speed to the extreme, and soon rushed to more than ten meters outside the penalty area.

When I looked up and looked again, it was still empty, and the French gave him too much face.

"Closed him!"

Deschamps, off the court, finally couldn't help but yell on the sidelines, but he arranged the tactics. What can I do? Paval had to make up for it because Tolisso was too slow.

Um,

It was at this time that Zheng Zhi was waiting for Tolisso to rush up, and he finally waited for the opportunity to pass the ball.

clatter,

Push the right arch gently.

The ball flew over from the left side of Toliso's body against the turf.

Feng Jin quickly inserted it and swept the ball directly into the French team's penalty area with his left foot.

Half-high ball!

At the same time, Takeshi quickly surrounded Umtiti.

Umtiti was confused and it was too late to lift his long legs. It was not as fast as his right hand. Maybe he got the true pass from his senior Henry. With a cool slap in his right palm, the ball suddenly stopped.

Umtiti was still thinking about quickly pulling his hand back, but the whistle sounded.

A beep.

The referee immediately pointed to the penalty spot.

"Punishment!"
Chapter completed!