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Chapter 863 God dare not write such a script

On the Italian Sky TV station, Adani suddenly stood up in the live broadcast room and shouted.

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

"Zheng!"

“Perfect elevator ball!”

"Hat trick, Zheng scored a hat trick, this is his first time this season. As a midfielder, he is so great. He continues to be magical and can complete a hat trick at least once every season. Of course, if you score twice, you will have more."

"As with such a goal rate, he is likely to become the scorer king in Inter Milan this season. This is not a strange thing."

"3:2, Inter Milan once again took the lead away, and at the Olympic Stadium, it looks like they can win."

"When the first shot, if Juninho had not blocked it, he might have entered. The quality of both shots was very high. It is said that Juninho also had an elevator ball footing method, but it was obvious that Zheng Geng was better at this time."

Zheng Zhi, who scored the goal, was surrounded by his teammates and celebrated in the stands of Inter Milan fans.

"Zheng,"

"Zheng,"

"Zheng,"

Inter Milan fans cheered excitedly on their king's name. No matter where they were, they could always see their king performing a performance of the gods descending to earth.

Zheng Zhi was also very excited. He broke free from his teammates' hugs, and then ran to Mourinho all the way and faced him. This palm is of profound significance and will be intimate with the coach.

2:3, Lyon had to accept the fact that he was lagging behind again, but every player's face was filled with frustration, and no one thought the game would be so difficult.

The drizzle fell on the little Juninho's face, and his eyes swam on Zheng Zhi from time to time, and the emotions in his heart were quite complicated. He always thought that he was not inferior to Zheng Zhi, in all aspects, but after the fight today, he realized how innocent he was.

The elevator ball that someone shot casually into the elevator ball, and the arc ball was also in the air, and even dribbled and broke through and completed one goal.

And myself?

The more I think about it, the more I feel uncomfortable.

The ball rolled to his feet, and Juninho hesitated for a moment and still stuffed the ball to Carrie. For a moment, he wanted to drive the ball up, but reason told him that this was not a one-man game, but a team.
Chapter completed!
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