"Bang", Christensen's old face turned red with anger and slapped the tactical board to the ground with a slap.

"Hahaha," she laughed in anger. Christensen felt uncomfortable all over now. "I was so embarrassed by the boys in the western suburbs at home. Everyone feels very honored. My old face is lost." Christensen slapped his face hard.

All Vyborg players lowered their heads.

"Did you hear the applause from the fans? You think you are so fucking beautiful. The first half was 0:3, and will you go 0:3 in the second half? You are 0:10. Look at you, you are like a 19-year-old boy on our defense line, like walking around the garden, passing if you want, and shooting if you want, damn it."

"Anderson, where is your defense? It's so cool to be suddenly done. It's like a sieve. Roll out in the second half and reflect on it, Larson!" Christensen turned around suddenly and shouted at Larson who was pickpocketing, "You get on."

"Okay, boss", Larson was startled by the sudden name.

Anderson's face turned red, his eyes were bloody and opened his mouth, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"And Deering, you get out of here too. Are you shooting? Did you spend all your energy on the woman's belly last night, soft like shrimp. Fabrichus, you go. Watch me with that No. 27, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, boss." Fabrichus was very happy to see the opportunity to play.

"I'll listen to it. In the second half, I don't need to defend, just attack. Whoever scores a goal will reward him. Whoever dares not work hard, I'll let you go to the reserve team until you can't make it. Do you understand?

"I understand, boss."

"I'll say it last time. If anyone loses the chain, hum... let's just take a look. Okay, get out of here." Christensen really wanted to use a machine gun to thrust all these bastards.

"After a brief rest of 15 minutes, the second half is about to begin. In the first half, the two sides' shots were 21 times, and Vyborg only had 11 times. The score was 0:3, and Brondder was 3 goals ahead of the away game." Peel took a sip of water and moistened his voice. "I just received the latest news that Vyborg team replaced two players in a row. Larson, a young player who performed very well last season, played as a central defender. Fabrichus, who was in the midfield, didn't know much about it. I guess Christensen had some intentions when he was on the side."

"Okay, Brondby kicked off. Qin Tian was receiving the ball, and he didn't rush to pass it back to the backcourt. Hum? Are you planning to make stability in the second half?"

Qin Tian saw someone robbing him and passed him back to Nelson. Nelson passed him to Jorgensen, and Jorgensen passed him to goalkeeper Anderson. Bronderby fell in the backcourt.

There was booing sound at the Vyborg Stadium.

"Oh, the scene is a bit dull, reminding me of the Italian team at the 2002 World Cup. Oh, I can sleep for a while." Peel pretended to beating, which made the fans in the audience burst into laughter.

"Michelle, isn't this a bit..." Marca's face became a little tender when she heard the ridicule coming from behind.

"Whoever loves to laugh is laugh. All we have to do is wait for the opportunity and wait for them to attack."

"What if they don't attack?"

"Haha, Marca, you seem to have forgotten that we are the ones leading now. We can afford to wait, they can't wait," Michelle said and stood up, shouted Nelson, and made a steady gesture.

Seeing the coach's gesture, Nelson shouted loudly to his teammates, "The time has not come, everyone continue." It was another round of backward foot.

The Vyborg team is very depressed, the opponent is too shameless. Is this playing football? If you want to attack, you can't attack, and the ball is not under your feet. If you want to grab it, you can't grab it. As long as you force it, the opponent will pass the ball to the frontcourt to threaten you. When you return to defense, he will kick back. It's a loach, you can't hold back.

Christensen off the field looked at Michelle hatefully, "Shameless things are so cruel." Christensen knew that the opponent was waiting for him to attack first, and now he knew that there was a pit ahead, so he had to jump down and he had to attack.

Christensen shook his head, forget it, let's move first, and shouted at Magribe on the stadium, "Magribe, attack with all his might, fight."

When Magribe heard the coach's signal, he immediately felt like taking aphrodisiac. "Brothers, rush with all their might." He rushed towards Martin Letov, who was catching the ball.

All the players of Vyborg took a deep breath and their fighting spirit increased. Damn, it should have been like this long ago.

Martin Letov saw Magritev running towards him and quickly passed it to Qin Tian.

Qin Tian glanced at the coach on the sidelines, and Michelle secretly made a thumbs-up. Facing the opponent's robbery, Qin Tian pulled the ball backward, and at the same time made a slight gesture, and began to speed forward by himself.

Jorgensen and Jensen on the left and right wings also penetrated the Vyborg's defense line along the sideline like two sharp arrows.

Qin Tian just passed the midfield, Fabrichus of Vyborg team, just like a hungry man who had been in the army for many years, came forward to the ground.

Qin Tian looked at the man with his left foot, trying to force his opponent from the left. Fabricius was indeed shaken by, but the boy reacted quickly, forcibly pushing the ground with his feet, with the help of the reaction force, he withdrew his body and blocked Qin Tian.

Qin Tian frowned, his feet did not stop, rubbed the ball with his left heel, and his body turned to the right again to force his opponent.

Fabrichus felt that his body's center of gravity was a little uncontrollable, so he simply did it all the time and took advantage of the inertia of his body falling down and stretched out his hand to pull down Qin Tian.

The referee blew the whistle and the Vyborg player committed a foul.

Christensen on the sidelines was very satisfied with Proyes' performance, applauding and applauding, "That's it, that's it", which attracted the fourth referee to keep looking sideways, thinking about what to say but feeling that he couldn't say anything, while Lao Ke pretended not to see him.

Qin Tian bent down and put the ball in. As soon as the referee signaled the ball, he was quickly taken and passed to Jorgensen. Jorgensen trolled the ball with his left foot and ran along the side. Facing Gruyard who was defending, he changed directions and faked his movements at high speed, shook Gruyard away and cut in the middle.

"What a good opportunity. Bronderby's team Jorgensen fell to the bottom and turned into the penalty area and cut inward. He cut in continuously and entered the penalty area. Did he shoot? Passing the ball... Nelson hit the far corner, oh... It's a pity that the power is less." Peel, who was hit by the dull blow just now, regained his vitality. "The power of this ball is less, goalkeeper Nikolov reacted quickly, and he jumped and barely poked the ball out with his fingertips."

Christensen saw Brondby reaching his penalty area again, and his heart was in his throat. Seeing that the ball did not enter, he was secretly grateful and was very upset about his defense.

Nelson was very upset and looked at his legs with his hips, as if he was wondering how the ball was kicked just now.

Taking advantage of this dead ball, Michelle substituted and replaced Thomas Ritter with Mek Howard. Agh was a little exhausted on the front line, so he replaced him with Osman Jaro.

"Hoho, Bronderby took the lead in making moves, changing to one backcourt and one frontcourt. It seems that he wants to continue to maintain pressure on Frankfurt while stabilizing the defense." Peel's judgment is very good.

"Let's see how Bronderby deals with this corner kick. Jensen, rub the ball and find a farther place, Qin Tian! The header was rubbed, haha, it was really outrageous. The ball flew directly out of the baseline. It seems that Qin Tian is not good at heading the ball." Pier smiled happily.

On the court, Qin Tian was speechless about his header and smiled and raised his thumb to Yansen. Yansen was speechless, spreading his hands and shaking his head, meaning that I passed it very well, and you were very poor at the end.

Michelle looked at the ball and suddenly said, "Uh, header, 100 times a day."

Marca was stunned when she heard this, and immediately reacted and laughed secretly.

Qin Tian on the field felt a chill and looked around, but found nothing.

Vyborg took the goal, and Magribe's midfielder was tank-like, and he dunked over to defend the midfielder Martin, and the ball hit the wing.

Norend controlled the ball under his feet, and Rasmusen pressed it up. Norend held his center of gravity and carried the ball under his feet. Rasmusen pressed it tightly, and his hands kept moving.

Norend ignored him and suddenly turned around suddenly, hooked the ball on the inside of his foot, and poked it with the momentum, and the ball passed through between Rasmusen's feet.

Push the crotch!

Norend's ball fully demonstrates the quality of an excellent player, calm and exquisite.

I was a little stunned when I saw Rasmusen, and I was in the Astronomy."

Christensen saw that Piao Tianwen kicked his shoes away with a handsome man.

Kag was also very dissatisfied with his teammate's handling of the ball and complained.

Norende was not a good person. When he heard Kag whine, he immediately replied: "It's better than masturbating." After that, he turned around and ran away.

Kag was very angry. If it weren't for the game, he would have punched him.

Goalkeeper Anderson passed the ball to the middle, and Qin Tian never fought for Fabrichus. Little Fabric was very proud, beat his chest with both hands and let out a loud roar. Qin Tian looked at the idiot being stupid and immediately intercepted the ball and left, and as he advanced, he thought, "It's a pity for this kid."

Christensen was so angry that he had nothing to say when he saw Fabrichus's stupidity.

Qin Tian advanced all the way, and Magrebe did not make any mistakes. He did not rush to go up and steal, but maintained an appropriate distance from Qin Tian to ensure that Qin Tian could not rush up at speed.

Magreby knew that he would definitely not be able to make a move alone, so he slowly forced Qin Tian to walk to a place where there were many people in his family.

On the scene, Qin Tian seemed to be confused by the way Magrebe boiled frogs in warm water.

Another defensive player Peter Stroop surrounded the wing.

The two cooperated very well this time, and Pier was also anxious on the commentary seat, "Oh, why didn't Qin Tian pass this ball? He is still carrying it. The young man seems a little stubborn." Just when everyone thought Qin Tian was locked up, Qin Tian, ​​who lowered his head to ride the ball, moved, kicked the ground with one foot, and his upper body shaking quickly like a basketball player doing fake moves.

"Thunder strike."

The two Vyborg players were about to push up and slowed down. Qin Tian took advantage of the situation and rushed out of the siege.

Qin Tian rushed straight towards the Vyborg team's gate.

Goalkeeper Christianson felt that his pores were open all over his body, and his feet slowly moved towards Qin Tian, ​​but it was very slow. He felt that Qin Tian would definitely pass the ball.

The other remaining defensive players also felt that Qin Tian seemed to be fierce in rushing, but his last kick would definitely pass the ball.

Qin Tian didn't think so much, his speed was not slow at all, getting closer and closer to the goal. Larson and Magrebe behind him were struggling to catch up.

"I'm almost approaching the goal, how will he pass?" Peel's question mark also asked everyone's questions.

"It's getting closer. Qin Tian slowed down, paused, supported his right foot, swung his left leg, and shot!"

Shooting?

Shooting?

Christianson felt that his brain was not enough.

The defenders felt they were not smart enough.

"Defend the shooting line", Christiansen yelled, his body turned completely to Qin Tian, ​​spreading his hands and kicking his legs, ready to attack at any time.

The other defenders wished they had four feet.

Qin Tian smiled again, and his left foot raised high was indeed kicking the ball, but the direction was not the gate, but the front of the gate.

"puncture"!

An accurate straight line pass on the ground.

Jia Luo, who had just appeared in the second half, had a flower on his face. Facing the empty goal, the boy rolled into the net with the ball and the people.

0:4, the game has been drawn.

Vyborg Stadium was in endless tranquility.

Christensen sat quietly on the team's bench, and his old face showed endless fatigue.

Pier's eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open, "goaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...goooooooooooooooooo..." After a long time, this was the strongest voice Pier made in this game, "0:4, Vyborg Stadium fell!"

Soon, the whistle at the end of the second half sounded, and the unscrupulous Vyborg players lay softly on the lawn.

it's over.

The nightmare is over.
Chapter completed!