After scoring the goal, Luo immediately rushed to the side of the court, with his hands spread open in his ears and listening.

really,

A huge boo was heard, and the Ukrainian fans in the stands had to treat them with boo.

The booing waves that were higher and higher ignited the emotions of Ukrainian fans.

"It's too much to deceive people!"

"I'm going to jump down and beat him up!"

Some impulsive fans really want to climb over the railing to teach Luo some lessons.

"Why did you snatch my celebration?"

"I'll score the first goal..."

“…”

Brazil international William put his hands on his hips and looked innocently at Dong Fangzhuo and Luo, who were celebrating, because his mistake caused the goal to be lost.

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"The start is very smooth, this is the rhythm Real Madrid needs, and they will take the initiative next."

"But the next game may be difficult to play, after all, this is the home court of the Miners."

Beep,

After losing the ball, the miners immediately responded. They suddenly pressed the formation forward, and the rhythm suddenly changed. Real Madrid players did not expect that the miners' union would suddenly become so fierce.

Soon, Judson fired a shot in front of the penalty area, but the ball was blocked by Carvalho, and Jiayi from the right made another cross! It was Judson, and this guy rushed from the front of the penalty area to the back point.

Duang!

The ball actually hit the far post!

Mourinho's butt was immediately shocked.

This is not good, it's so scary. He hurried back to the command area and was worried about not being on the sidelines to supervise the battle.

Adan drove the ball, and Modric tried to stabilize the rhythm of the game with Alonso in the middle, but the miners' players saved very hard, and Alonso finally hung the ball forward.

Brazil international William blocked the ball in the middle and started dribbling again!

The Brazilians are so itchy, and mistakes won't make them lose their determination to dribble.

The big stride dribbled directly from Alonso, but Modric did not let his trick succeed and still stopped him.

but,

Fouled...

The Miners got a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt, but it was too far away from the goal.

"The miners players worked hard to make a set piece, and William is probably still atoneing for his mistake just now."

"Judson drove the free kick to the front point, and Ziglinsky headed the ball in front!"

"Oh, the ball is in!"

"The ball hit Marcelo's head at the far end and flew into the goal."

"Is this goal an own goal?"

"When the Bernabeu confronted, the miners scored an own goal, and today Real Madrid paid another one."

Soon, a goal was scored on the screen and belonged to Marcelo...

"If Marcelo grew one centimeter taller, he would probably not have pushed the ball into his own goal. Adam probably must have been shocked at the time. He didn't expect Marcelo to shoot... Well, just a joke. Marcelo is very upset now. He shook his head, probably not even able to understand why he stared into his own goal."

The cheers from the miners and fans at the scene were very loud, and the surging tides were slapped on the coast.

"It's flat! Ha,"

"It should be played like this at home! I will press them to beat Real Madrid, so what about it? This is Dontznek, not Bernabeu."

"Strive to get another one in the first half, the stars are also humans, they are not invincible, and miners have opportunities."

The ball rolled back into the middle circle arc, Luo stepped on the ball under his feet, and a huge boo was heard again in the stands.

Luo gently pushed the ball to Dong Fangzhuo, and Dong Fangzhuo knocked back to Modric, but he did not run forward immediately, but pulled it horizontally. Modric tactfully handed the ball back to him. Edwards came up and tried to grab Dong Fangzhuo's ball, but it was not so easy. He threw out a fried croquette, not only over him, but also threw Jiayi next to him.

After easily getting rid of these two people, Dong Fangzhuo immediately handed the ball to Marcelo on the left.

Marcelo was also eager to make up for his mistakes, and he came up to receive the money very quickly.

He dribbled the ball to the right side of the miners team with great might, and took out the bike continuously, without giving the other party a chance to think.

Bang,

Dong Fangzhuo had already rushed up from the side, and accelerated the ball forward again with the outside of his left foot.

The man instantly rushed to the bottom line.

When he looked up, Luo inserted it at the back point, and Dong Fangzhuo made a cross without hesitation.

Rolling balls!

It seems to be transmitted or shot, and the power is quite strong!

The defenders in the front and middle lanes did not even meet, and Luo slid and shot from the back point!

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"Luo, the second time!"

"Just a minute later, Real Madrid once again took the lead."

"Miners fans just laughed for a minute, and then their faces were filled with mourning again."

"Real Madrid's attack this time is so beautiful, and it feels like there is almost no effort."

"This ball made the miners have no temper at all. They probably haven't come back from the joy of scoring the goal yet, and then the ball was lost again. It's a tragedy..."

Of course, the absent-working fans were speechless, and their happy expressions remained in the air and had not dissipated yet. As a result, the team's goal was captured again...

here we go again.

Luo is here again.

Luo, who scored twice, held up his ears and listened again, and once again provoked the absentee fans.

"Fake, this bastard."

"Is it over?"

"Is it over?"
Chapter completed!