"You'd better separate me and you in the same team, otherwise I'll be serious and your farewell match will turn into a tragedy."

Ye Feng said to Barack.

Barack also thought of this possibility, so he was speechless.

Barack still knows Ye Feng relatively well. After all, the two of them cooperated well in the German national team and led the team to win the Hercules Cup.

But he also knew that Ye Feng's personality was like that, and he would never make you confused.

If he really wanted to do so, then his farewell match would definitely not be peaceful.

"Otherwise, you'd better not come?" Barack asked weakly. He was really worried that Ye Feng would cause trouble.

"No one said that you can't play seriously when you say goodbye game. Anyway, I'm going to make a decision. All the stars in the farewell game are talented and they speak nicely. I like saying goodbye game very much." Ye Feng smiled.

Barack already regretted it a little, and he felt that it was a mistake for him to invite Ye Feng.

But it's too late to say anything now, and if Ye Feng doesn't appear in his farewell match, it would be a detonation of German football.

Barack made a lot of preparations for this farewell match.

Barack formed a team with his teammates in the German national team and the club, while the other team was a team composed of stars who had played against Barack.

Ye Feng knew that Barack had really squandered a lot of effort to invite everyone.

But the effect is also gratifying.

Zidane, Ronaldo, Ronaldo, Rivaldo, Figo, Carlos, Casillas...

They are all superstars in football, or they used to be.

These people will form Barack's opponents and compete with Barack's teammates.

And in Barack's teammates, the starlight of the players is about to dim.

Ram, Klose, Flins, Essin, Drogba, Marklele...

Of course, there is also the most important Ye Feng.

When Ye Feng got the list of Barack's opponents, he looked at one familiar name after another, because he knew that these stars of Barack's opponents might be kicked into doubt about their lives.

Well, it was him who kicked it.

The game was played at home in Kaiserslautern, which is also Barack's old club.

Ye Feng and Ram rushed to Kaiserslautern together one day in advance, and then Barak treated her to a big meal.

When Ye Feng saw these good friends and opponents of Barack, he couldn't help but feel the urge to chase stars.

After all, many of the stars here are legendary stars. How could they be a parallel player if Barack speaks?

......

"I'm sorry, I didn't meet you in the Champions League." Casillas, who had had a direct fight with Ye Feng, said to Ye Feng with a smile.

Ye Feng was stunned, and then his cheeks twitched slightly.

We, Bayern, are the champions?

It seems like you are waiting for us when you enter the finals.

Although Real Madrid got rid of the embarrassment of 16 Ron Champions League this season, they met their arch rival Barcelona in the semi-finals and were eliminated, and Bayern was the team that made it to the finals.

"I'm very sorry, otherwise it would be nice to ask you to pick up the ball in the goal a few times." Ye Feng responded to Casillas with a smile.

Casillas' expression suddenly became less rational, but Ye Feng was telling the truth, and he really couldn't refute it.

After teasing Casillas, Ye Feng turned to chat with other players.

"Your hair is getting less and less." This is to Zidane.

"You are so fat that you are almost unable to breathe. Are you sure you can still play games?" This is what Ronaldo said.

"You are so big, are you taking hormones?" This is what Drogba said.

Anyway, he is the least idle.

Ye Feng played as a Barack teammate, so before the game started, Ye Feng started to connect with everyone and make trouble together.

"There are some old guys on the other side. If we lose, even a farewell match of performance, I can't accept it."

"So, I decided to kick it to death later."

"No matter which team Barack plays for, we can do our job well."

"If you can't play well in an exhibition game, that's a shame. Everyone has identities and don't want to be won by a group of old men."

The temporary teammates looked at each other, and they really didn't understand what Ye Feng was going to do.

However, Ram understood Ye Feng very much because he knew that there was a high probability that Ye Feng would not play according to the routine, even if this was someone else's farewell match."

"Isn't it a bit cruel to do this?" Ram muttered.

It's indeed a bit cruel. If Ye Feng had full firepower, then the old arms and legs of the opponent's midfielder would really not be able to resist it.

I guess the game score will be able to go to double digits soon!
Chapter completed!