Italian Grosso dribbled the ball and made rapid progress until he reached the bottom line. He encountered a blockade. He gave the ball to Scar Ribery. Seeing that there was no good opportunity, Scar gave it to the retreat and responded.

When the Romanian Cobra Ilier Cobra encountered interference, he simply passed the ball to the retreating piglet.

The pass was a little bit small under the back of Feyenoord's midfielder Galli's pounce. The direction of the ball was between Piglet and Shinoji Ono. I saw that Piglet and Shinoji Ono both tried hard to take big steps towards the football prediction.

When they rushed over, Feyenoord players Smoranek and Lurlin also stepped forward to compete for the ball. For a moment, three players formed a siege against the piglets, and other players from Madibor were unable to respond.

The pig thoughtfully: If it is broken, the ball will be thrown away. He heard Zhuo Yang shouting: Destroy and leave!

The pig swung his right leg and thrust towards the football regardless of his ruthlessness: Wherever you love, go!

As everyone knows, Bastian Schweinsteiger has a super hard-footed head. The piglet is facing Shinoji Ono who is preparing to slide the shovel.

Damn, why does this scene seem to be similar? In the flash of lightning, Xiaozhu was a little confused: This was the situation just now, even Zhuo Yang shouted exactly the same.

Xiaozhu is a kind person: he has just ruined the Koreans. I still don’t know if his wife will come to cause trouble for him. If he is a Japanese man, two women come to cause trouble, I won’t fucking say Koreans.

Words are Japanese!

Thinking of this, the pig's instep raised slightly and his toes slightly raised, trying to kick the ball up and walk half a high ball. Anyway, no one's thing can grow that tall.

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Shinoji Ono was about to give his legs and shovel down, but suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

Damn, why does this scene seem to be similar? In the flash of lightning, Ono Jun was a little confused: This was the situation just now, even the Chinese shouted exactly the same.

Onojun is a cautious person: this date of the 8th has deposed Song Zhong Guojun, and I don’t know if Song Jun’s wife will cry to death. If I get this, my woman will have even more excuses not to go home at night.

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Thinking of this, Ono Shinoji was ready to take off the shovel and quickly retracted his position, hurriedly covered his hands on the vital points, and rushed up hard. He wanted to avoid the hammer of the broken egg stone of the "Egg-breaking Maniac" Schweinsteiger.

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Ono Shiji jumped up, and the pig's ball flew up. So the football was wedging on the Japanese nose.

The pig's feet are famously hard and ruthless. I saw Shinoji Ono as if he was slapped by a fly swatter, and was intercepted from the air. Before landing, his head was raised.

The waves and nosebleeds out a bend of the arch in the air, and Zhuo Yang, who is about ten meters away, is almost splashed with blood. The football flew directly over the dome of the court and fell into the canal, which scared the captain passing by the freighter: What's the point

Work?

Xiaozhu was stupid: Man, did you do it on purpose? You didn’t cooperate like this. I turned a blind eye to what should be done with you...

The pig shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, twisting his mouth and turning around to show everyone that he was a ghost. However, no brothers dared to talk to him at this moment, as he saw him as if he was a ghost.

Otherwise, the Yamato nation is tenacious and brave! Ono Shinobu rolled up from the ground, with a firm expression, not as twisted as the Korean man Song Zhongguo just now, and he couldn't even see the face. "Japanese Beckham" Ono

Your expression was solemn, and his two nostrils were bleed out, just like an automatic intermittent sprinkler on the grass.

Onojun put his hands on his hips, slowly turned his body, and looked around: Hey, where am I? Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going?

The strong and confused philosopher Shinoji Ono refused to lie down because he didn't know the two people who had just run over. The team doctor Feyenoord had to let him stand and use all kinds of means to stop the blood of the Japanese.

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The ground is covered with blood cotton yarn, just like I entered the operating room. I finally blocked it for a while, and it probably made it look less cunning with clean water. The surroundings of my nose are cleaner. Now let's look at Shinji Ono again, how can I see

It feels weird to see.

There must be something wrong!

Everyone's noses rushed forward, and at this time Ono's nose tip was straight toward the left!

The originally tall and pointed nose pointed to the left very stubbornly, as if looking for and giving some advice. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but follow it to look over there, uncontrollable and difficult to take their eyes back.

Like the old road signs at the intersection in the past, whoever drives over to Onojun will automatically turn right.

Now that I want to say that Shinoji Ono is "Japanese Beckham", it is obvious that he is a swearing. Without Victoria's words, Beckham will have to turn against him first.

Uncle Van Chemel, a team doctor in Feyenoord, is a kind-hearted person. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to help Ono stretch his nose twice. Who knew that as soon as his hand touched his nose, Ono Jun howled like a pig: "Wugouku, where is it?

, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" (Friendly translation: don’t move, stop!)

There were 20,000 people in the whole game. No matter the players, fans, coaches and reporters, they all felt their noses sore and they couldn't help but want to cover them with their hands. The Vedoc Stadium was silent.

The brothers stared at the piglet blankly, and the flesh on their faces was twitching.

Scar said whisperingly: "Little pig..., Scar I usually masturbate when I talk, don't care..."

The great charity man of Mo: "Little pig,...I've invited you to dinner..."

Zhuo Yang: "...I will take you by bike..."

Butcher: "...what,...elbow...elbow..."

Second brother: "...you don't like listening to poetry,...I'll change it..."

piggy:"……"

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Shinji Ono was still looking at everything around him inexplicably, looking curious, his nose was like a capital 'L'. Anyone could see that the Japanese who had temporarily lost their memory had no possibility of continuing the game. He blows

All the snots will be sprayed on your left leg.

Suddenly, Mertesak, who had always been comprehensive and mature in his mind, thought of something: "That, Chilean, it's time to get up."

The second brother Montolivo's eyes lit up suddenly, and the murderous aura suddenly appeared. The brothers' eyes lit up: The second brother is our brother, and if he is not happy, we will find a way to make him happy.

Brothers usually leave this kind of thing to Zhuo Yang, the broken-legged maniac! Zhuo Yang thought: I will change positions with the butcher later, go to take over with the Chileans, and vent my anger on my second brother. Thinking of this,

He was about to turn his head and pat his second brother on his chest.

The second brother twisted his head and said, "Little Pig, I'll leave it to you." The murderous aura in his eyes was full of trust. In addition to Zhuo Yang, the other few looked at Master Xiao Pig and rushed to Shi Weiyinshi together.

Tiger nodded.

piggy:"……"
Chapter completed!