Mr. Zhu and Mr. Tu are too cruel, God is too cruel.

Zhuo Yang, who was playing the music turned off and regained his human form, was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Fortunately, he did not lose the ball, and the damn football was still under his feet. Zhuo Yang, who was determined to fight against God, decisively dribbled the ball and wiped it out.

Can't I do it if I don't let the cheats go?

I have to ask about pigs and slaughter. The two dogs were both gritting their teeth and pressing them tightly.

He kept forcing Zhuo Yang to the corner between the small penalty area line and the bottom line. Others woke up from the fantasy of "Ghost Fire" and quickly slap each other. Alisson raised it slightly and guarded the middle of the goal to guard against Zhuo Yang's cross.

It's a dead end.

The piglet was stuck between Zhuo Yang and the goal, and Tu Ye was on the side, and he was already dead. The two were about to step on the ground to destroy them.

If you don't want to retreat to the sideline, it seems that you will be the only option to play a few bets and a corner kick.

Can you do not cheat? Of course not! Butcher and Zhu were originally mortal enemies in the industry, but Mr. Tu and Mr. Zhu became the most insurmountable defense in football at this moment, no doubt.

Zhuo Yang is cheating.

Pull the ball on the spot to avoid Tu Ye's stretching foot, and the energy sinks into the Dantian instantly makes the dark energy come out. The vital energy is infused, and Zhuo Yang's right foot suddenly hooks the football inside, instantly completing the rubbing of the football with both feet.

Have you ever seen Tai Chi playing with two feet? There is also Tai Chi ball.

The football left Zhuo Yang at a high speed, slowly passed through the gap between the pig and the slaughter's legs, and ran towards the inner field.

What is this? Stars flashed outside the heads of Butcher and pigs.

What is this? Everyone has flashed stars.

The football that was spinning on its own suddenly drew an arc on the turf, showing an incredible '?' trajectory and continuous turn.

Football or billiards?

He was not too slow, and he got into the near post net in the stunned flashing stars.

Pig, butcher, melon, slag, alisong, everyone: "..."
Chapter completed!