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Shooting

Volume 5 Red and Black Years Chapter 66 Men.*-*★(╰→),★Never give up!!!

Kong felt the danger. He used all his strength to entangle Xiangnan!!

Maicon slowly retreated and begged to find a time to make a move. He felt that the guy in front of him was simply a threatened viral body. It made people shudder!!!

Damn it!!!

"Are you going to break through?"

Drag the ball towards Nan. He glanced at Maikong and blocked it to the left with his left foot. At the moment when Maikong made his foot to intercept it, he suddenly turned horizontally. Then he shook his ankle and flew to the right. Suddenly he accelerated to the south and rushed out like a hungry leopard!!

This made the hole who was waded through for no reason cold in his heart... "Is there a leopard on Mars?"

...

Raise your foot to the south and make a fake move to the right. Swipe away Miranda who was robbing quickly. Then, swing your right foot!!!

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao a... Dere!!!" There were crazy roars in the stands. This feeling was like a vampire who saw the blood of a virgin... Please forgive me for using this adjective... But that's right-~

A feeling!!

The passionate desire from the depths of the soul!!!

"Boy!!! Don't think about it!!!!" Andre Santos roared.

Legs to block the shot!!!

But he was fooled!!!

A cunning smile appeared on the black man's|, which looked like Satan's smile!!!

"Ceppe... It's up to you!!!!" Xiangnan let out a low roar and shook his left ankle... The ball was almost against the turf and rolled towards the back point of the goal. This pass was so wonderful. So Cesar did not dare to attack at all... Or maybe Inter Milan goalkeeper was completely stunned by Xiangnan's devilish footwork!!!

Maybe!!!

The pass of Xiangnan was so comfortable that Giusepperosi didn't need to make any adjustments. This Italian genius guy almost had red eyes and let out a roar. He rushed towards the ball directly!!!

He was so hard!

So the ball was almost deformed by pulling. It suddenly jumped up and flew towards the lower right corner of the goal...

"Zhu...sai...pe!!! Great time!!!" The fireworks in the hands of the Italians were waving wildly, making people feel like they were in the battlefield filled with smoke!!!

Cesar pounced towards the ball like a giant kangaroo. His reaction was fast enough... But---

Giuseppe Rossi's shot is so fast that it is no longer something that humans can stop...

A white light flashed through the snow-white ball net. After entering the net, a big bag was swung!!!

"g-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-a-a-a-l!!!!!! Giuseppe Rossi!!! Giuseppe Rossi!!! He scored!!! The Italian young man did not disappoint his fans anymore!!! He scored!! Andre's pass was so wonderful!!! He did not neglect his partner... They trust each other so much. Brothers in Sherwood Forest!!! You are good!!! g-o-o-o-o-o-a-l... Italy|1:2 West!!! Attack... Italy!!! Attack... Andre!!! Attack!!!" The commentator was completely crazy. Rather, this goal was too extreme. It was for the World Cup final. Such a game was strong enough!!

"Italy!!! Italy!!! Italy and Andrei attacked Italy! Italy refused to cry!!!" Rossi stood on the commentary seat, his eyes were already wet!!!

...

After scoring the goal, Giuseppe Rossi waved his arms wildly. Then Villarreal scorer rushed towards his own...

!!

A real chest-bumping gift!!!

Thank you. Andre…”

"Hahaha!!! Ju Pei. He did a pretty job!!!" He yelled loudly at the shoulder of his partner. This caused Cesar's dissatisfaction not far away. The Brazilian spat hard at the turf...

Hugh! Hugh! Hugh! Hugh!!

The Green Penalty Stadium was filled with huge cheers and applause...

...

"Marcelo...Ander has grown completely..." Pesotti said beside Lippi...

The straight Italian white-headed man standing there excitedly clapping his applause...

Also switched to the bench of the Brazilian team. Brazilian national team head coach Dunga looked solemn. He looked at the guy who took out the ball net and ran towards the middle circle after a simple celebration...; behind the blue like the sea water of the Central Sea, under a big Ala word "9"-~

a-n-d-r-e-a”!!

A name that the world remembers!!!

The final of the 20010 South Africa World Cup. The match ended in 69 minutes. Italy scored a goal. Italy 1:2 West!!!

Goal Giuseppe Rossi. Assistance---

install!!!

Our Highness Pluto is finally powerful...but it seems...

Everything has just begun...

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Xiangnan took the ball in the frontcourt again. He used beautiful actions that could make all Brazilians ashamed of it. He disrupted the Brazilian team's defense line. He pulled and dunked on the penalty area line.

Bert Silva faced Cesar who was attacking and chose to push south... Amid the unwilling howl towards the south, the ball slid past the goal...

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao arose!!!" The roar towards the south caused a huge echo in the north stands of the Green Penalty Stadium... The Italian fans made unwilling roars, making people feel as if they were in the world of wolves...

"The unique Pluto Andre... scored the goal!!!"

"The unique Pluto Dre...scored the goal!!!"

The Italians shouted in unison that they were calling their Highness Pluto!!!

Your Highness...Please raise your bloody sickle...We need blood!!!

...

After the Brazilian team's substitute, it was the stands of Italian fans. The crazy roars of the Italians made Brazilian players very uncomfortable...

The air smells of smoke...

Greed frowning...the eyes looked at the bench-~

"Elano. Go to warm up... 2 minutes later... go on the court..."

Ellano, who was enduring the crazy noise of Italian fans, was stunned for a moment, and she quickly took off her coat with an ecstasy expression on her face. She followed the assistant coach and started...

The live footage of the Green Penalty Stadium noticed the movement on the bench of the Pakistani team...

"The Western team is going to substitution? Ellano is going to warm up..." Rossi said. "Elano... um... right back/right forward/right winger/offensive midfielder/forward... ha. This is really a guy with a lot of gold... can play almost anywhere in the frontcourt..."

"It should be replaced by Gilbert Silva..." Rossi analyzed...

Sure enough, 2 minutes later, the sidelines of the Green Penalty Stadium raised the electronic sign card for substitution, Ellano came on the bench and took off Gilbert Silva...

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The winter rain in Cape Town started to fall silently...

Some cold winter rain squeaks on people... The heat of the green penalties court can dry everything... This is the lava boiling point!!!

...

After Macon broke through a distance on the right, he moved horizontally. Ellano, who had just started playing, removed the ball from his chest and several beautiful bicycles. Ambrocsini was staggering. Ellano suddenly accelerated. Near the penalty area line, he pushed his right foot and left foot followed by a trip. The space flashed out. On the other side, Viano had already been penetrated. However, Ellano chose to hit the goal and directly missed the ball...

Sevilla's shooter yelled at his teammates in dissatisfaction... Ellano knew he was in trouble. He waved his hand and ran towards the backcourt...

At this time, Italy passes fastball...

After passing the ball a few times, it arrived at the front court. Qiao Wenke made a cross from the right. After stopping the ball in his chest, he pulled the ball horizontally with his knees. Thiago Silva's ball. He shot with his left foot and the ball hit the post and bounced out of the baseline...

On the big screen of the Green Penalty Stadium, there were unwilling roars to the head... and countless fans sighed...

"Oh...god!!! Andre...he almost tied the score... Maybe. Tonight God, he likes Brazilian barbecue more. He is not very interested in spaghetti... The goal post rejected a goal that is comparable..." The commentator said regretfully for Xiangnan...

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Diego dribbled the ball. Ambroni immediately came up and pressed against the Brazilian tightly...

Diego tilted the ball to the right and leaned his body left. This was a fake move. However, the experienced Ambrosini saw through Diego's movements. He just slowly took a half step back and did not move... Of course, the captain AC Milan left hand was placed on Diego's jersey very concealed...

In the stands at the Green Penalty Stadium, the sound of thunder... People's eyes were staring at the confrontation between the two... This is the charm of football...

Waiting forward. At the same time, the light of his eyes looked at the left. On the other side, Pato had already retreated... Die leaned his body right and pulled the ball. Suddenly started. Just as Ambrosini came to block Diego's pass, Brazil suddenly stopped and spiked the ball. After swaying past Ambrosini, he wiped it from the Italian midfielder...

"Beautiful!!!!!!Die!!! Beautiful job!!! Brazilians want to prove what the real samba looks like... The arrogant Brazilians will never allow Andre to show off their beautiful feet in front of them...

After the breakthrough, Diego faced Rosso's upper robbery. He divided the ball into the middle. The card inserted into the ball. He pulled the ball back and left a gap...

Then, suddenly, turned around in one and a half, facing the ball, and rubbed a beautiful arc with the inner instep...

In the winter rain in Cape Town, people only saw a white light passing through the raindrops. In Feng's desperate jump, he hit the stand up... and bounced into the net... and splashed a large piece of rain...

This ball was very beautiful and looked south in the midfield and could see clearly such a shot. Even Buffon was powerless...

"g-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-a-a-a-l!!! Kaka!!! Kaka!!! Impeccable goal!!! Brazil!!! Great Brazil!!! Great Brazil!!! The Brazilians have doubled the score again! The game went to the 79th minute!!! Ba 3:1 Italy!!! The Brazilians have to prove it to everyone. Even the Italians' His Highness Pluto, they are not afraid!! They are not afraid!!! Andrei

Is it trembling in fear!!!Ba...Si...Ba...Si...Si...Si...Si...Si...Si!! Proud Samba!!!" The roar of the Brazilian commentator. He wanted to trample on the dignity of the Italians next to Rossi's commentator's seat...Rosi wished he could pounce on it and let the Brazilian see the strength of the former Italian golden boy's pure man...
To be continued...