Chapter 557

"Yeah, I'm going to die if I run again. Damn it, I've been running around the court for several laps. We've been chasing for several laps. I can't stand it." good

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The team leader is also constantly panting, looking up at the still lively fan Xi, hate is gnashing his teeth, how they tired, this boy with the ball gaudy running around, just like nobody.

"This man's physical strength is too abnormal. I think we'd better not chase him and keep to the goal." Peng Anhao vomited, dry mouth, want to drink water.

"That's it." The team leader couldn't run and waved his hand, so ten of them stood in front of their own door.

"What are you doing?" Li Dongfang saw that they didn't go to the midfield, but they were all blocked at the door of their own home. He jumped up angrily, "that boy has dribbled the ball through the half court, and he hasn't stopped him yet!"

"No more running!"

"No more running!"

The team leader said bitterly: "coach, this boy's physical strength is better than cattle, we really can't run."

Li Dongfang had a hot face and stamped his feet angrily. "Have you seen the audience outside? They are all laughing at you. In what game, forwards and defenders gather outside the door. Do you think it's a penalty? "

"I'm not going anywhere."

The leader bowed his head and waved his hand, "anyway, he just won't run. He'll be dead."

"I'm so angry, you rubbish!" Li Dongfang black iron does not become steel, can only curse.

"What's the matter? All the players of Dongling football team are blocked at the door of their own team!" The beautiful reporter was surprised and yelled, "today, everyone is not optimistic about Penglai football team, but Penglai football team only has a forward, which makes Dongling football dare not go out!"

"Dongling football team, at least you are also a a team, on this level?"

"Do you usually know that you've been sleeping with girls and haven't done any physical training?"

"What are you doing? This Penglai team has never heard of it before. Don't you want to play them 10-0? Can you stand at your own door ten to zero? "

"With a team like you, no wonder someone challenges you."

"Squat at the door and stay. I'm so happy!"

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"Leader, what should we do?" A few of the little players turned red.

"Where do I know, but do you want to go out and chase that madman?" The leader sneered: "he is playing with us. You should continue to chase. I won't stop you. Go."

"Forget it." The young player shrunk his neck and looked at fan Xi, who was still smiling at them, completely lost his confidence.

"Come on, what are you doing standing there?"

Fan Xi bumped the ball on his instep and said with a smile, "I said I was a cloud, floating across your sky. You can see it, but you can't catch me."

"Is this man crazy?" Peng Anhao has a dignified face.

"He's going to shoot. Don't take it lightly."

The manager's face is also not good-looking, "absolutely can't let him score, otherwise our team's face will be lost, do you know?"

"I see!" They all said in one voice.

"What will elder martial brother do?" A Niu opened his eyes at this time.

"You ask me?"

An Su East lazily stretched a waist, "play enough, of course, is to play football."

"Not playing football all the time?" Cui Yong came over with a depressed face, watching the most frustrating time.

"It's shooting." An Sudong made a shot, but fan Xi did the same.

"Well, it's time to shoot at last." The beautiful reporter jumped up excitedly, "this will be the first goal in today's football match. No, no, it hasn't been scored yet, but everyone is looking forward to the goal of player No. 8, so... Ah... It's just a move. What's the matter if you don't play football?"

Ansudong put on the same posture, but he was not so bored. He quickly put down his feet and said with a smile, "how long is it before half-time?"

Cui Yong a Leng, look at the big screen, heart is there to write, this you also want to ask me?

"There are two minutes left," he said, choking his mouth

"Well!"

An Sudong sat down again, "just wait a moment. Elder martial brother, this action needs to be played for one and a half minutes. Let's enjoy the ball burning men's blood."

"No, why not?" Cui Yong can't wait, "it's not tired to pose all the time?"

This sentence is also what all the audience want to ask, but also what the beautiful host wants to ask. She is the most tired when she comes to interview the ball game this time. Player No. 8 turned the whole situation around, which was very interesting, but the player No. 8 never played according to the common sense.

"Because he's going to be handsome for a while." Ansudong burst out laughing.

"You're disturbing me!" A Niu's dissatisfied way.

"Go to bed so soon?" Asked an Sudong.

"I sleep fast!" A Niu closed his eyes again.

Compared with the ease here and the incomprehension of the audience, Li Dongfang's team is the most depressing. Peng Anhao is blocked by several players at the door. He can say that his heart is in his throat. He really wants to stand up and shout. You are not finished. You know you are handsome and may not be able to play football well. You are not tired. Are we very nervous?

The only thing in their mind is not to let the ball in, absolutely not.

There are 5000 spectators here, and there are live media. If their Dongling football team loses, they will not have the face to go out in the future.

"Elder martial brother, enough time, OK." An Sudong suddenly opened his voice and yelled.

The players of Dongling football team were startled, and their hearts were raised to their throat. They stared at fan Xi.

"It's time to score!" Beautiful reporter shouts, the camera around also timely collective aimed at fan Xi, waiting for his God to kick.

"Tired!" Fan Xi put down her feet, looked at the big screen, turned around and yelled, "younger martial brother, there's still one minute left. You lied to me."

An Su Dong pulls out an ear, "I am not afraid you are tired?"

"Ah?" The female reporter and the audience almost uttered this syllable together, and then there was anger.

The mineral water bottle couldn't help its anger any longer. It fell down from the sky like a rainstorm. Unfortunately, it still couldn't reach fan Xi's head. Otherwise, it had to be smashed to death by this shameless man.

"Hoo... He played with us, we..."

The leader breathed a sigh of relief, but the breath had not come out yet. A gust of wind roared past, and everyone exclaimed, "UFO!"

"The ball is in!"

The beautiful reporter has lost all her passion, and this sentence is powerless.

Outside the audience had done a good job to fan Xi's applause, but at this time is very insipid strength of a breath, "finally kicked in."