Chapter 3815 Defeat the pig butcher and win the championship
Chapter 3815
Zhuo Yangfei went out, as if he had passed the water on the water.
However, the grandfather said afterwards: The one that Zhuo Yang flew to fly, as if it was blown out by the mines.
This can also be seen how much Zhuo Yang was at first.
During the low altitude, Zhuo Yangfei went out and tamped the football with a position of less than one meter away from the ground. He also exploded the ball.
Football over the arm of Alleyon's disorderly, from the back of the back to Martip's head to the head of Martap, and the head of the swan neck was over, and the pen bumped into the corner of the door.
The pig was lying on the ground and closed his eyes. If it was not for the fiercely ups and downs, he seemed to be dead.
4: 2, 84 minutes, this is the score and time that allows Manchester City to lock the victory.
Tu Ye lost, the pig was always lost, and the others of Liverpool had lost.
The oldest three people on the field today are also the most diligent in running so far, the longest distance, which is enough to make young people ashamed.
Zhuo Yang did not go to pull the little pig, but went to find the old melon to celebrate with his teammates.
Tu Ye came to the President President: "What, in fact, you are a little bit enough, it is enough, really."
"Don't talk, let me lie down for a while."
"Get up, cool on the ground."
Tu Ye forcibly dragged the piglets from the ground, belonging to revenge.
"Tu, do you think Zhuo Yang has to score?"
"Oh, that's it depends on the two of us answered."
"4: 2 Yeah ..."
"Care for him a few times, play once or once."
"What you said makes sense."
Except for them, Liverpool is waiting for the end of the game. Today they have seen Zhuo Yang's long physical and endurance. They are football people. They know how rare this is.
God has naive all the benefits to Zhuo Yang? It must be.
Then, then
Liverpool's anti -grabbing in the frontcourt was weak again, and the football was easily transferred by Manchester City's backcourt.
Outside of Manchester City's half, Zhuo Yang received a direct plug in Jingduo and turned to let the face faces the frontcourt.
Tu Ye and the piglets pinched left and right.
Zhuo Yang shouted ‘Go!’ And started the motor.
Little Pig Xin said: Come on?
Tu Ye secretly said: Come again?
The three started racing, Zhuo Yang was carrying the ball in the middle.
Obviously, it should be the empty running and the pig faster.
However, it was not, but the pig had ran to the explosion of the cylinder, but found that Zhuo Yang was slowly staying away.
Tuhe pig buried his head to chase and turned the stadium into a 100 -meter track. It seemed that the sound of the roar of the two of them could be heard on the stands.
Zhuo Yang, who was leaning on his head, was like a sword, splitting Madrid, covering the night curtain, splitting the air of the Wanda Metropolitan Stadium, and making him running a black hole.
There is no roar, only black holes, getting farther and farther.
Others stopped, watching the three races of them, watching the three from '.' To ‘∴’.
Tuhe pig did not give up, they knew that they couldn't catch up, but they just wanted to run.
Watching Zhuo Yang crossing Ali Song on the penalty area, Tuhe pigs also passed together and did not stop.
Zhuo Yang pushed the ball into the empty goal, the black hole disappeared, and then folded to the Chaojiao Banner. Tuhe pig followed the direction, but slowly stopped.
The elder brother bent down his waist and held his knees. He was asthma like a donkey with asthma. He couldn't speak at all. He could only communicate with his eyes.
Tu: He is still running, can we chase it?
Pig: I won't chase it, you go.
Tu: What?
Pig: I really can't run.
Tu: Actually ... I can't.
Pig: Take a break?
Tu: Take a break!
In the 88th minute, Manchester City led 5: 2, Zhuo Yang staged a hat trick.
His time in Manchester City, only the last few minutes left.
Guardiola replaced Akun, replaced the happy baby and the cleverness, and did not change Zhuo Yang.
I said to Lao Gua that in the last game, Zhuo Yang was going to play at the end.
At this time, Wanda Metropolis, the blue moon fans on the stands, the Manchester City players on the venue, and the substitutes in the bench do not want the game to end.
In the past three years, Zhuo Yang brought too much happiness and satisfaction to Manchester City fans. Lan Yueliang hoped that he would have more time to have him, even if it grows a little bit.
In the past three years, Manchester City players have learned a lot from Zhuoyang, and everyone has grown. They are convinced by him, surrendered to him, and enjoy the days with him. I hope to play with him for time.
Then, then
Even some fans and players hope that Liverpool can pull three goals in the remaining shortcut, so that everyone will play another overtime with Zhuo Yang.
If the Liverpool people know their thoughts, you must say: the brain is broken!
Liverpool must not end the game immediately, but the referee Skomina is a rule person. He will strictly abide by the +4 instructions given by the field.
The night sky in Madrid is beautiful.
Then, then
Manchester City people don't want to attack, Liverpool pretend to attack.
Salah was easily confiscated by Edson. The Brazilian originally wanted to get a while, but saw Zhuo Yang run over to signal, and quickly bent over and threw it over.
Oliggi pretended to go forward, Zhuo Yang went away.
There is no meaning of Mane to go forward.
Tu Ye and the piglet were like two tornado, and the crackling came. Zhuo Yang quickly speeded up and started, and passed by the gap between them.
Both of them didn't even drag him.
Tuhe pig turned over two steps, and then slowly came down.
Tu: Let's chase.
Pig: Why is it me?
Tu: My old arms and old legs.
Pig: I am a few months older than you.
Tu: No matter what?
Pig: Well, no matter.
Zhuo Yang was very surprised that the two brothers did not come to chase, but did not prevent him from changing to Robertson.
Van Dak's heart scolded while fighting and retreated.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yang wiped the direction of the football closer to Van Dike, and Van Dike, who was on the upper, forcibly the parking to adjust the center of gravity.
Football seemed to stick to his feet, Zhuo Yang took his feet, and his football came back together, and then ran through Van Dak.
Van Dak sat on the ground with his butt. Although he was embarrassed, he was the most dedicated defender of Liverpool.
Faced with the numb Alisone, Zhuo Yang converged, and he had not chose him or cheated him, but pushed the door directly.
Football has passed before Alley's legs stretching. When he rolled across the goal line, he also sat on the ground.
6: 2, the largest score of the finals after the Champions League restructuring.
Uncle Zha is not angry, he laughed and applauded Zhuo Yang gently.
Zhuo Yang was a single shot. In the second half, he served the Liverpool's entire team, collapsed the butcher and pig, and served the world.
Such Zhuo Yang is my disciple. I am his enlightenment coach. Who does not accept it?
Then, then
"Tu Ye, why don't you chase me?"
"I think the pig is going to chase."
"Pig, why don't you chase me?"
"I think Tu Ye will chase."
"You two are so nonsense, uncle Zha know?"
"Uncle Zha is not convinced, so what, let him chase you."
"Yes, right?"
"Beep -Beep!" The whistle sounded, the champion Manchester City.
The story of Zhuo Yang in the Blue Moon is over.
Chapter completed!