"Zheng,"

"You need to remind your teammates more during the game."

"Carry the team tightly together."

Is Zheng Zhi not shouting enough? Emmantrout thinks it is not enough?

No,

It was Emmantrout who gave Zheng Zhi more power!

In different locker rooms, two young people were given more missions almost at the same time, and their destiny was quietly changing.

The second half is about to begin, and neither side has substituted players, although many substitutes have been rushed to warm up.

"Hey, Barack's position has changed, and his position has become even higher."

"This is a signal. Rehger pushed Barack to the front midfielder position, indicating that he wanted to strengthen the team's offense. In this way, Zheng Zhi and Barack will face more frequently, and Zheng Zhi is still in the back midfield position. However, Schneider moved forward and he was placed in the front midfield position. However, this is not a good thing for Zheng Zhi, because Zheng Zhi has to face greater defensive pressure. Without Schneider as a helper, his task is heavier."

Beep

After the change of sides, Marshall knocked the ball back to Barack.

He was closer to the opponent's penalty area! Barak showed a more bloodthirsty gaze. He knocked the ball to Rachinho and rushed up.

As his duties changed, he was more willing to rush towards the goal.

Click,

Zheng Zhi and Barak instantly completed the wrong person, and followed the two of them and got married again. It was not only their bodies, but also their football destiny...

“Michael,”

The ball quickly rolled toward Barack's feet. This time, Sforza handed the ball directly to his feet without reservation. Since it was the order of the Emperor, they would not hesitate at all.

Barack had already made preparations, carrying Zheng Zhi on his right shoulder, and then immediately went to the left.

Bang

Despite his unfair use of his feet, he still forced a kick.

Zheng Zhi was unbearable for his physical confrontation and could not stop him from shooting, so he could only interfere with it immediately.

Bang,

Captain Nikolov's reaction was pretty good, and he still pushed the ball out of the bottom line.

Corner kick.

"Alexander! Hurry!"

He quickly reminded his teammates in advance that Coachella could not do it, so he pulled Weber over. Weber became stronger and perhaps played a greater role in confrontation.

Weber was not distracted and rushed over immediately. The two of them clamped up Barack tightly, but Barack dragged his steps strongly, not afraid of their double-teaming. Teammate Wagner also rushed over and tried to help Barack escape the defensive circle.

Soon, Schrongborg rushed in.

"Alexander, come here!" Zheng Zhi could see clearly and immediately found another helper...

Rachinho took the corner kick.

With a shout, I was so consuming Guoguo. The ball that Lachinho drove was looking for Barak's high point.

Three of them each took off at the same time in the middle. The muscles touched the muscles, and Barak finally jumped higher.

Although Zheng Zhi was the shortest, he jumped up bravely.

All six heads were pressing towards the ball at the same time, and I don’t know who could hit the ball!

It's still Barack! Barack, who has the advantage of height, looked down at everything in the air, and his head was pressed hard towards the ball.

However, he ignored Zheng Zhi who jumped from the side.

Bang

Zheng Zhi's head stumbled and stuffed his head directly in front of Barack. As a result, Barack's forehead was pressed hard against Zheng Zhi's left forehead.

"ah"
Chapter completed!