"Dong Fangzhuo is too smart."

"His close-selling boundary ball caught the opponent off guard."

"Under normal circumstances, you must wait for your teammates to come up to pick them up before sending out the boundary ball. But Dong Fangzhuo didn't think so at all. What he thought was to get the ball and rush up as soon as possible and then solve the problem."

"This should be the idea he has always been in his heart."

"Uruguay was unfortunate in the end."

"I think that among the top ten goals in the World Cup, Dong Fangzhuo's goals are probably worth at least nine, and the remaining one is left for Maradona..."

"He is more dominant in the World Cup than any player, even if Maradona is in front of him."

The hat trick came like this. Under the attention of fans all over the world, Dong Fangzhuo once again amazed the whole world.

“Uruguay is going to be cold,”

"What can I do when facing such a guy?"

"He is unbeatable."

"Only injuries can make him fall."

"But Uruguay still has time. Do they dare to push forward and do their best?"

But now Reinkeel is no longer optimistic about Uruguay.

"But if Uruguay presses the entire line, I feel it will be even more dangerous, because the Chinese team can launch a fatal counterattack at any time. Don't forget that no one in this world has better physical fitness than Dong Wang. He also looks like a 20-year-old man, full of strength and motivation."

"Maybe he's waiting for this time."

"He's against a team alone, of course I'm talking about offense."

"Don't underestimate other Chinese players, because they are working hard silently. This is a team with countless green leaves setting off a red flower."

"Defense!"

"Defense!"

"You must do a good job of defense!"

After scoring the goal, Dong Fangzhuo quickly rushed back to his own half and roared with fists.

At this time, no mistake can be allowed, he wants to wake up his teammates.

He needs to fight his teammates to the end.

Wu Sanshi was replaced, and Feng Jin came up.

He has the title of Chongqing Messi in China. This player has been playing football in China. He is not well-known, but it is very practical.

Clauchen decided to give him a chance.

Perhaps he is the youngest player in the Chinese team, and he is not young at the age of 25 this year, and he is in his year of playing. However, he does not have any qualifications in the team, so it is not easy to be selected into the national team.

He is 1.70 tall and has no advantage, but he has speed and dribbling. After Feng Renliang went down, Dong Fangzhuo lacked such a helper.

In fact, Dong Fangzhuo is the only striker left in China now.

After the kick-off, Uruguay pressed the ball across the line, passing the left and right sides through the half. Godin and the others also ran to the center line.

The Chinese team was suppressed by extreme pressure.

Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Jin both fought at the first time. If neither of them would be more defensive pressure from behind.

Especially Feng Jin, who rushed from the frontcourt to the bottom line, insisted on Suarez. Suarez was helpless near the baseline and could only kick the ball to Feng Jin's calf and created a corner kick.

All Chinese team members returned to defense.

The corner kick was taken, and Feng Xiaoting took advantage of Godin's head this time. The position was stuck well and the ball was heading towards the sideline. But Feng Jin, who was guarding the goal post, rushed out like an arrow, trying to save the ball, but it was still half a beat slower.

"Feng Jin is very hard-working,"

"This attitude is worthy of recognition."

"He quickly ran to Nandez, who was followed again. It seems that Uruguay is not easy to break through the defense on the left."

Feng Jin forced Nandez to pass the ball back, but the ball was willing to give it to Cáceres, who launched an attack from the left.

Hao Junmin here is in a bad physical condition and cannot keep up with Torrera's pace. However, Dong Fangzhuo quickly ran over and blocked the loophole on the right in time.

Torrera poured the ball to Bentankure in the middle, and Huang Bowen immediately blocked it.

Chinese players are all fighting for their lives.

Bentankur couldn't help it, and rubbed a curve forward with his right foot and tried to hand the ball over to Cavani in front, but Feng Xiaoting and Zheng Zhi were prepared for it. The two of them had to defend themselves one in front and one behind. Feng Xiaoting pushed the ball out, and Zhao Xuri responded to the ball and immediately divided the ball to the left.

Zhang Xizhe rushed forward before Nandez!

Feng Jin rushed up.

"Feng Jin!"

"Feng Jin got the ball."

Nandez quickly chased back, but Feng Jin was also accelerating, and took three steps forward with his head down. Seeing Besino and Laxolte coming from both sides, Feng Jin stopped the ball quickly, and then accelerated and rushed up again after a shot. They both had been fighting for more than 80 minutes. How could they be more powerful than Feng Jin?

Even Dong Fangzhuo, who rushed up from the backcourt, did not keep up with Feng Jin's speed. He ran 30 meters away while watching Feng Jin drive the ball and rush past Laxolte and Besino, and then face Godin.

Feng Jin's speed did not decrease, and Godin also came at full speed, but Feng Jin seemed to have planned Godin and gently hit the right foot with his left foot, which happened to be staggered with Godin, and the ball passed through Godin's crotch!

"ah!"

"It's over!"

"Feng Jin! Feng Jin! Feng Jin!"

Jimenez didn't care about Dong Fangzhuo coming up and rushed towards Feng Jin.

Feng Jin pulled his left foot lightly to the right and dodged Jimenez again, almost exactly the same goal Dong Fangzhuo had just scored.

Then, he appeared in the middle of the penalty area.

The Uruguayan goalkeeper attacked.

Feng Jin just glanced at it and immediately shot low on the lower left corner of the goal with his right foot!

From beginning to end, he never considered cooperating with his teammates because he rushed to the front.

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"Feng Jin!"

"He made a Dong Fangzhuo-style goal!"

"Dong Fangzhuo is possessed!"

"The real Dong Fangzhuo on the back of the right is fake!"

Feng Jin's shocking blow changed the score to 4:2.

Rhinekel couldn't believe it:

"Tell me, this is really not King Dong,"

"Is this another Chinese?"

"ah?"

"Is there another perverted demon in the Chinese team?"

"With such a strong player, why not send him here earlier?"

Not only Rhinekel was shocked, but many commentators from countries were shocked.

Feng Jin came out of nowhere!

Even Chinese fans were surprised.

“Awesome,”

"Awesome!"

"I haven't found him so strong in the Chinese Super League before."

"Ah, this is from our Chongqing!"

"Feng Jin,"

"Feng Jin,"

"Feng Jin!"

At this moment, Feng Jin became a hero, no longer Dong Fangzhuo.

Tavares was almost unable to stand firm and sat down on the ground. He looked at the small Feng Jin in disbelief.

ha?

Is there another pervert in the Chinese team like this?

Don't play like this!

Cheating!

Unfair...
Chapter completed!