Beep,

The referee whistle sounded, Ozil breathed, and then ran and sent the ball!

The ball crossed the front point and quickly fell into the middle!

The ball has a lot of force, but the arc is falling very quickly.

Bang,

The ball actually bounced up and no one touched it!

Seeing that the fans in the sky actually burst into cold sweat at the same time.

In the flash, the four people in the middle lane stretched out their legs at the same time, but no one touched them and the ball actually bounced away!

"oops!"

Before he finished speaking, Marcelo shoveled a flying shovel in the back and actually tackled the ball.

call!

The direction of the ball's flight was finally changed.

"Ah, don't!"

"don't want!"

With a snap, the ball actually gathered on the side net and didn't enter.

His legs are short. If Marcelo's legs are longer, he can kick the ball in...

"What a pity, I almost equalized the score."

Valdes was quick-eyed and was not scared by the shot. He grabbed the ball with his left hand, grabbed the ball in his arms, and threw it out immediately.

"not good!"

"It's dangerous!"

Neymar ran to the middle and waved his hand, and Valdes threw the ball in the direction where he was!

"Nemar!"

Neymar hooked his feet backwards, and his left foot was able to pick the ball to the right side of his body, and he was a beautiful ball-removing action! Then he started to drive the ball and run wildly.

Alonso and Di Maria behind him chased back crazily. It would be impossible not to chase him. There was only one Aveloa left behind. Can that guy stop Neymar?

Whoosh-

A gust of wind rushed past them, so fast that I almost couldn't see who it was, but the number 9 behind it was still very clear.

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"It's Dong Fangzhuo!"

The lightning-fast Dong Fangzhuo quickly pulled out of Barcelona's penalty area when he lost the opportunity to grab the spot. Who knows why he did this? Ordinary frontcourt players would not do this even if they were killed. After all, there were backcourt players.

But Dong Fangzhuo did not. He seemed to have realized that this would happen long ago.

So when Valdes threw the ball, Dong Fangzhuo had actually rushed out of the penalty area. Although he was not as close to Alonso and the others to Neymar, his speed was faster!

Huhu, Neymar also heard the sound of the wind and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

Damn, why is it him!

He was stunned for a moment, but Dong Fangzhuo had already advanced with him.

Before he could react, Dong Fangzhuo's shoulder bumped into him, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Fark!

In physical confrontation, he was no match for Dong Fangzhuo at all. He had never thought that he would be caught up by Alonso or Di Maria. Who knew that Dong Fangzhuo would come up?

He kicked the ball far away. Because of this reason, he suffered a loss in speed. He couldn't control the ball. After physical contact, Dong Fangzhuo did not commit a foul at all.

Aveloa in front of me is a thank you!

Dong Fangzhuo hooked the ball with his right foot, then turned around and rushed back with the ball!

This scene is really scary!

Dong Fangzhuo's feeling was so shocking that he could still grab the ball back like this.

"Dong,"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Real Madrid fans were instantly excited.

"The ball is still owned by Real Madrid!"

"Dong Fangzhuo dribbled the ball back to Barcelona's penalty area!"

His teammates rushed back into Barcelona's penalty area.

Shasha, Iniesta's short legs didn't care about the foul and directly shoveled at Dong Fangzhuo.

Dong Fangzhuo suddenly stepped on the ball with his right foot, waved to the right, and calmly avoided Iniesta's shovel!

"Oh..." Guardiola couldn't help but clenched his fists, but Dong Fangzhuo raised his left foot and shot again, avoiding Busquets's encirclement.

This scene is very similar to the photo action of Robben, another figure in international football. Whether it is a fake shot, the speed and rhythm are exactly as fast.

But just when everyone thought Dong Fangzhuo would continue to move to the left, Dong Fangzhuo hit his left foot and a beautiful violin move broke into Barcelona's penalty area!

No, this should not be called playing the violin, but the cello!

Because of this pull, he not only pulled Mascherano, but also pulled Pique over!

"Ah! The defense line is penetrated!"

He caught up with the ball in the small penalty area line.

"Shot!"

Dong Fangzhuo pushed his right foot and the ball rolled to the far post against the turf.

"Oh, I'm off!"

"wrong!"

"Marcelo!"

Marcelo flew out from the back point!

He just completed a flying shovel, but this time he obviously prepared more calmly and grasped the position better, because this was a rolling ball, and the ball could not fly easily.

"Bang!"

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"Marcelo!"

"Marcelo!"

"Marcelo scored, he scored the equalizer!"

“4:4!”

"Real Madrid did not give up, they equalized the score!"

"With Dong Fangzhuo's breakthrough and assists, Real Madrid stubbornly equalized the score at home."

"In the 87th minute, the game finally became a draw again!"

"Ninety-nine percent of this ball is the credit of Dong Fangzhuo. He grabbed the ball from Neymar's feet, then dribbled the ball and broke through the entire Barcelona defense line, giving Marcelo a nanny assist."

"Ah, he's so great!"

After Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, he began to look for Dong Fangzhuo's figure.

"He can go and dry his jersey now!"

"Ah, no!"

"He didn't. He rushed into the goal and picked up the ball. He was walking back quickly."

"Yes, he is telling his teammates that the draw is not our end!"

"He is using his actions to tell everyone that what they need is victory, and he is not satisfied yet!"

"Marcelo feels very embarrassed, run back quickly! His teammates are running back quickly."

Soon, Dong Fangzhuo had already put the ball on the center line, and even the Barcelona player was not as quick as he did.

Hanging your jersey? There is nothing, it’s not the time to celebrate now!

"devil,"

"devil,"
To be continued...