‘Bang!’

The football was wedging on the dantian of the mad dog Rand's lower abdomen. He immediately felt a sharp pain and could not continue his breathing. But how could our mad dog care about this? Rand always made plans to live on his life when he stepped on the court.

Change your life.

Due to the impact of the football, Rand paused in the air, but he endured the severe pain and instead pushed his chest and abdomen and spread his limbs wide open, spreading his wings and flying. While bounced the football back and knocking it away, Rand glanced at the mouth.

Paulson stared at him.

Paulson's stadium is dirty and hard, but he has never seen Rand's desperate person. He flew straight and opened his eyes and played with the football. The hard football in the hatchback was deformed. This guy

His soft belly is just like his not his, without even a reaction. Instead, he sways his teeth and claws, which makes people feel very happy.

Paulson was frightened by Rand's life, and stood there in a daze with his mouth wide open and stared at Carl Rand in the air in front of him.

Seeing Paulson standing in front of him, Lander suddenly had an inspiration: Good opportunity, now!

With the reaction force of the football impact, Rand leaned back his upper body. The inertia when he was running at high speed made him closer to Paulson. When Rand leaned high in the air, he was just about to do so.

Enter the attack range.

Rand kicked down with his feet: I'll go shit!

Ignore the football, this scene is like this - Rand runs five meters, soars for four meters in the air with his chest and wings, and then kicks Paulson, who is standing stupidly like a wooden stake, with one foot on his face and one chest

Only feet.

Foshan's Shadowless Mad Dog Rand!

‘Ahhhh!’ With a strange scream, Paulson was kicked out directly, and then fell to the ground and thrust.

‘Bang!!’ Only then did Rand hit the ground straight, still holding his breath and unable to breathe.

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When the teammates on both sides came around like crazy, Paulson was still thrusting on the ground, and Rand was still open with his mouth wide open and could not breathe. First, he was hit by a football, and then he fell freely and slapped flat on the ground. Rand was a hero.

Seeing that there were Schalkes trying to cause trouble for Rand, Zhuo Yang's eyes turned red and he shouted angrily: "Get out of here!" He rushed in and quickly observed Rand's situation.

Because of the foundation of kung fu, Zhuo Yang knew that this was caused by a thoracic diaphragm or lung spasm after being hit in the abdomen, causing temporary inability to breathe. However, this symptom can be mild or severe. In mild cases, it will recover by itself after more than ten seconds, and in severe cases, it will cause a slight or severe case.

Due to hypoxia, it will cause organ damage.

With one hand, Rand started massage on the abdomen with his other hand. After ten seconds, "After a slight sound of sucking in the air, Rand was accompanied by a strange sound of sucking in the air.

After regaining his own breathing, he began to breathe heavily, and Zhuo Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Not a minute after the opening, sweat was already seen on his head.

Paulson was still thrusting on the ground.

After a little breathing, Rand lay in Zhuo Yang's arms and said affectionately: "Zhuo Yang, if it weren't for you, I would have been suffocated to death..."

Zhuo Yang's eyes were red: "Men, you are not as hard-working as you do, why are you competing with the shells..."

Paulson was still thrusting on the ground.

"Zhuo Yang, see if that damn died?" Rand worried about Paulson.

"..." Zhuo Yang then realized that it turned out that the mad dog was coming for Paulson this time. He changed his mind about some signs of the past few days and immediately knew all Rand's plans.

"No need, mad dog. It's something I'm good at to deal with him. I don't have to do anything to your life. He's not worth it."

Paulson was still thrusting on the ground.

When Zhuo Yang and Jirkov stood up with Rand and began to walk slowly on the ground, Paulson finally stopped thrusting, but he still opened his round eyes and was confused, with six eye-catching shoe nails on his face.

mark.

"How is it? Does it still hurt?" Zhuo Yang asked Rand.

"It hurts, it seems like the intestines are hurting. It hurts so hard that I want to shit..." Rand replied with a frown.

"Mad dog, mad dog, don't be so desperate. Go down and check it quickly, but don't dare to get any root cause." Zhuo Yang tried hard to enlighten Rand. "You must discuss this with me in the future. I want to destroy him,

There won't even be a yellow card. You..., the price is a bit too high, and you hurt yourself." No matter how you look at it, you can't escape this red card, which means the referee is busy watching Paulson stop dying

, there is no time to come.

However, Rand kept thinking about how to kill Paulson for Zhuo Yang from beginning to end, but he forgot the most basic common sense.

"It's okay, Zhuo Yang. I'll change the other one with that doggy, it's worth it!" Rand meant that Paulson was the core heavy player of Schalke 04. He and he both ended up, and it was obvious that Madiburg took advantage.

"What to change? Mad dog." Zhuo Yang was so amused and crying: "They were changing. Are you being sent off? Who did you change?"

Rand was fixed as if he had been lit, and his face was so wonderful. After a while: "...Zhuo Yang,...I've ruined our team...I'm stupid... What should I do...

"I want to die.

"Let's go, let's go, remember this kind of thing in the future and discuss it with me... Don't worry, don't worry... I'm there... Go down and rest... Don't worry..."

The red card raised by the referee behind him is like a red flag standing for the warriors on the high ground.

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When Carl Lander went to Schalke's more than 40,000 fans at the world's most advanced stadium, amid the huge booing of more than 40,000 fans, passed by the bench and said sorry to Uncle Scrap, Paulson finally stood up from the ground.

He got up, but his legs were still weak and he was still confused. It seemed that he had cried and muttered to himself: Madman, madman...

Seeing that Paulson couldn't play anymore, let's not talk about anything else, the six bright red pimples on his face made him look like a monster. The cunning Rangnick immediately replaced him with defender Thomas Clezener.

The Danish strongman who suffered a serious crime pushed Altentop into the midfield.

Klopp was so worried that he had to start over in less than a minute of the opening. Rand, who was always the most worry-free, didn't know what to say.

Madibao's three lines are not good at strength, but the midfield is their foundation. Rand was sent off, and the midfield must be strengthened again, and it is impossible to nail Zhuo Yang to the back midfielder to defend full-time.

Which coach dares to use Zhuo Yang like this now and will be drowned by his fellow spits?

The defense could not move, and the Zha Shu Lingqi waved, and Khedira replaced the forward Mido. The Egyptian genius finally waited for the starter, but he was replaced before the ball was close to the ball. Although he knew that this was the team.

Mido was so angry that he wanted to bite people when he was forced to make an emergency.
Chapter completed!