"oops!"

"Why is it a red card? The referee's penalty is too severe. This ball should be given a yellow card..."

"It's really too much for red cards!"

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"Chao Nima, idiot referee! He actually gave a red card."

"Will you die if you give a yellow card? This is a bare-hearted attempt to make the Chinese team lose the game!"

"It's a dark curtain."

"This is a conspiracy of FIFA. Just because Dong Fangzhuo said something that shouldn't have been said, now they finally took action. This is revenge on Dong Fangzhuo and the Chinese team."

"Feng Xiaoting's foul action is not bad. Just give a yellow card. He's so fucking a red card."

Chinese fans were quarreling and could not accept the referee's penalty.

At this time, Li Weifeng and the others chased the referee to argue, and the referee stepped back and explained, but it still seemed that the penalty had not changed. In this case, it was basically impossible that there was a possibility of a change in the judgment.

"Calm down at this time."

Zhang Lu spoke.

"As Feng Xiaoting is the last defensive player on the Chinese team's defense line, if he does not foul, Ji'an's ball will be a one-on-one shot, so there is no problem with him showing a red card. If that's the case, he will ruin the game. How can the Chinese team attack? He can only defend. Dong Fangzhuo can only stay in front, and everyone else has to come back to defend, otherwise Clauchen will have to substitute immediately now."

Ghana fans in the stands began to blew wuwuzula wildly. I was so excited. I beat 11 at 10. This time, won’t Ghana beating the Chinese team? It seems that it’s only a matter of time before Ghana enters the semi-finals.

"The wizard's curse is effective!"

"Ghana has advanced!"

“No one can stop Ghana from moving forward!”

Suddenly, Ghana fans were celebrating the whole audience. Although the score was still 0:0, all Ghana fans, no, the African people have seen a bright future, and Ghana will create a new history of the World Cup on behalf of Africa.

The camera was aimed at Feng Xiaoting. When he walked out of the scene, his eyes finally couldn't stop crying and cried.

"well……"

"There is no way, it's already true."

Chinese fans were in a very complicated mood, but no one blamed Feng Xiaoting. At that time, any defender would have made a move. He would rather let Ji'an stop than let Ji'an rush over.

Clauchen hugged him in his arms and stroked his head. Before Feng Xiaoting came down, he decisively called Dewey to start warming up.

He was not willing to wait passively for a second.

Dewey has taken off his coat and jogged on the sidelines. He has not made a pre-production in this World Cup. It seems that he is going to take the lead today.

Feng Xiaoting walked into the player's passage alone, and pain swept across his body...

"The Chinese team has one less player, and now Clauchen is preparing to replace Dewey. I think his approach is right. To ensure the number of players in the midfield and backcourt, there is only one Dong Fangzhuo in front, and there is still a fight. Dong Fangzhuo can beat two at one..."

"It depends on Dong Fangzhuo now. The Chinese team needs him more than ever!"

At this time, a central defender was temporarily missing, and the Chinese team immediately retreated. Except for Dong Fangzhuo, everyone else came back. The Ghanaian players pressed up without hesitation, and soon they pushed the ball into front of the Chinese team's penalty area. Then they found that although the Chinese team had one missing, there were many people in the penalty area. How easy was it for them to score?

It’s not that the Chinese team can’t set up a bus…

Bang--

Asamoa shot with a burst of shot, and the ball hit Huang Bowen. Huang Bowen was quick-eyed and immediately kicked the ball forward at Dong Fangzhuo.

Dong Fangzhuo would run back soon, hook his right foot, go around the left for half a circle and then rush back to the ball.

At this time,

He doesn't need to have any reservations!

Damn, fuck you guys to death!

One less battle also aroused Dong Fangzhuo's stronger desire to fight.

Swish,

The explosive force rushed up instantly and directly opened Boateng's distance. Another midfielder Annan was about to come, and Dong Fangzhuo directly swept the ball to Feng Renliang, who was also very fast.

Feng Renliang did not dare to delay the fighter plane and sent the ball forward again. Dong Fangzhuo cut through Annan and won the ball back.

Dong--

Resolutely take a long shot!

The ball is slightly higher than the crossbar!

"Beautiful! Just fight like this!"

"We must be so determined! Although we have one less person, as long as Dong Fangzhuo, our fighting spirit will be there. We should not be afraid of Ghana!"

"Dewey is on the court, and he replaces Mao Jianqing on the court. There is no way. Someone must make sacrifices in the frontcourt. Mao Jianqing can only leave. The two sharp knives of Feng Renliang and Dong Fangzhuo are left in the frontcourt. If used well, it can tear the Ghana team's defense line."

So fierce...

Ghana fans in the stands were still scared.

"I still can't relax my defense against him."

"He's a devil."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Fangzhuo had already rushed to the left to force the Ghanaian players to get the ball. Although it was useless, it did not make Ghanaian players feel comfortable to get the ball.

Asamoa came to pick up and handed the ball to Montali on the left.

Montali took the ball to face Zhang Linpeng!

Dada, Montari accelerated with a feint, and Zhang Linpeng's speed was at a disadvantage in an instant, and he could not catch up with Montari. Even if Zhao Xuri followed him back, he could not stop Montari from passing the ball to the middle.

A cross-bow passed with great strength, and the ball quickly passed in front of the small penalty area. Li Weifeng rushed in front of Ji'an and kicked the ball directly out, the boundary ball.

The danger is temporarily lifted.

Garner threw a ball from the frontcourt, and Asamoa pushed forward with his chest on the side, instantly rushed forward for two meters, and a reverse triangle swept back to Apia. Apia pushed directly, Asamoa bypassed Dewey from the left and took a single shot!

The angle was not big, so he turned around and drove the ball to the front of the small penalty area. Li Weifeng could not make up for the gap behind Dewey.

Zeng Cheng attacked!

He rushed towards Asamoa quickly.

With a swish, he rushed firmly at Asamoa's feet. Asamoa hesitated before shooting, but Zeng Cheng blocked the ball in his chest.

"Oh!"

The ball bounced to the far end, and Zhu Ting rushed back, calmly pulled his right foot out, then immediately turned around and led the ball to the sideline, looked up, and was still looking for Dong Fangzhuo.

He can't rely on Dong Fangzhuo at this time.

Zhu Ting kicked over the top.

However, Boateng intercepted the ball in advance, and Garner still regained the ball.

Boateng immediately divided Incomm on the right, and Incomm immediately sent the ball to the Chinese team's penalty area.

Bang--

Although Ji'an was sandwiched by Dewey and Li Weifeng, it was much easier for him to deal with Dewey in front of him because Li Weifeng was behind him.

After all, Dewey is not Feng Xiaoting.

Zeng Cheng made a side pass but did not touch the ball. Because the ball flew from the goal post and flew the bottom line, Garner missed an excellent goal opportunity.

"Stay calm, don't be confused, you must be steady."

"The Ghanaians are now attacking hard, and we must focus on defense."

"But back a little longer, don't be confused in the defense line."

The Chinese fans in the stands were almost silent and made no sound. The Ghanaian's offense rose and fell, suppressing the Chinese team to breathe.

Now almost all Ghana fans are beating in the stands.

Clauchen crossed his hands in front of his chest and screamed from time to time. The Chinese team had to withstand even the hardships. He raised his left hand and looked at his watch. The time had reached the 38th minute, and the first half was about to end soon.

Focus on the first half, this is victory!

Beep,

But at this moment, Zheng Zhi fell down.

“What’s the situation?”

"Boateng made a foul."

"He kicked Zheng Zhi's calf."

"Zheng Zhi didn't get up, it seems to be quite serious? Zheng Zhi wouldn't be injured, right? Oh my God, it's really a disaster."

Although the referee showed Boateng a yellow card, Zheng Zhi had not yet gotten up.

Now, whether it is Clauchen or Chinese fans, everyone's faces are green.

Zheng Zhi is really injured!
To be continued...