Longmen Crazy Young

Chapter 282

Chapter 282

"The goal has been scored!" No one expected that it would be the first goal of the Excellence team. After they were stunned for a moment, the home fans burst into enthusiastic cheers.

The cheers blew away the clouds in the sky. They never dreamed that it was this group of rabble who scored the first goal in the opening 5 minutes, and their movements were smooth and coordinated very beautifully.

If they can play this exquisite cooperation every round, the league championship will be secured.

Hao Duoyu stood face to face with the forward who scored the goal and roared, so that he could forget all the ridicule of them.

Seeing this, the rest of the companions also followed, roaring loudly together, venting all their dissatisfaction during this period.

Tell everyone that we are the contenders for the championship.

Infected by this group of main players, the substitutes and the coaches roared with joy. Everyone, including Wen Lei, was fighting against each other. Their goal was to win the championship with complete victory.

The home fans heard everyone's shouts, fell silent for a while, and then shouted loudly together to let the players know that everyone will always support them.

Qin Hao nodded, "Not bad, not bad, it's only been two days, and their cooperation is already so good, who is the one who scored the goal?"

"Young Master Qin, the one who scored the goal is our left winger Tang Xiaoshun. It is said that he has learned Kung Fu in Beilin Temple, so he is very good at his legs!" Wu Tixiong introduced.

Only two days?

When Xu Sanli heard Qin Hao's words, he felt a little different. Could it be that this team has only been training for two days?

How is this possible? This kind of exquisite cooperation is definitely not something that can be played by a team that has cooperated for two days. If you want to lie to me, it is absolutely impossible.

"It's only one goal, we scored in minutes!" Xu Sanli said unconvinced.

"Come on!" Qin Hao is very serious, this is competitive sports, and of course the most important thing is the competitive spirit of never admitting defeat.

Xu Sanli curled his lips. This guy said come on, he definitely hoped that his team could score more goals.

Magic Flute feels that he can't lose face. He is one of the top ten midfielders in the world, and he is also a strong contender for the Golden Globe Award. He thought he was God's when he came to country Z, but he was intercepted by a few small people and turned into a counterattack. This huge gap made him a little uncomfortable.

He put the ball in the middle of the midfield, and with the referee's whistle, he kicked off again.

After a person next to him gave him the ball, Magic Flute immediately dribbled the ball to attack. As expected of a world-renowned star, he quickly broke through layer after layer of defense through his excellent foot skills.

Hmph, it's true that you have the will to fight, but in the face of absolute strength, any will to fight is useless.

I will use my skills to crush your so-called fighting spirit.

He quickly brought the ball near the penalty area, and before he was ready to kick, a defender immediately came to grab the ball.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, so stupid, this is called a fake action.

The magic flute easily dodged this man's sneak attack with a light hook on the back of his foot. At this moment, there was only a bald goalkeeper left in front of him.

"Shoot!" Xu Sanli said loudly.

As if hearing the boss's shout, Magic Flute didn't hesitate, and shot directly. His goal was to kick the dead corner directly.

This position is not something that the goalkeeper of country Z can defend.

However, I don't know whether he overestimated himself or underestimated the hairless goalkeeper. The goalkeeper judged the direction, stepped on the ground with his toes, and the whole person flew out directly. Drawing a circle, everyone vaguely saw a gossip pattern drawn on his palm.

Duang!

With a soft bang, the goalkeeper blocked the ball.

"Fix it!" Xu Sanli said loudly.

The magic flute followed, but the moment the goalkeeper hit the ground, he jumped forward and held the ball tightly in his arms. At this time, the magic flute's foot also kicked over, hitting the goalkeeper in the face.

"Fuck, are you playing football or people!"

Qin Hao was furious, he stared at Xu Sanli, and asked in a deep voice.

Xu Sanli felt a little guilty, he explained: "The Magic Flute also wanted to score goals, this was just an accident!"

"Unexpectedly, he could hold back his foot, but he deliberately kicked it over. Boss Xu, we didn't play with this matter!" Qin Hao warned.

He kicked open the door of the VIP room and walked out.

Xu Sanli couldn't hold back his face, "This brat is really arrogant!"

Qin Hao rushed down immediately, and saw the goalkeeper's nose was kicked, and his whole face was blood red, which was very scary.

"Does it matter? If it doesn't work, change!" Qin Hao said with concern.

"Thank you, Young Master Qin. I can continue to play. I will guard the city gate and prevent them from scoring a goal!" The goalkeeper wiped his nose and finally stopped the bleeding. He said seriously.

Qin Hao glanced at him, "Tell me your name!"

"Nanlin Temple, Yan Zhenbei! The former goalkeeper of the Bufan team is now the goalkeeper of the Excellent team!"

It turned out to be from Nanlin Temple, which is famous for its boxing skills, and it really deserves its reputation.

"Okay, let's compare. If you win this game, I will give you a suite!"

(End of this chapter)