Golden Greenery

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Zhuoyang didn't have time to praise Kompany: What a head!

The football that Team Kong's Tietou was able to clear was taken away by De Bruudin. Ding Ding didn't seem to look over there, but just kicked it to the right. Sterling played well in the second half, so let's support him more.

Ding Ding's pass was a bit inexplicable and coquettish. He probably wanted to play a blind pass, which was Ronaldinho's favorite trick. The movements are very coquettish and the lines are very imaginative, but it's a pity that Ding Ding's footwork is still inferior to Ronaldinho's. This is not surprising. For a person with as smart feet as Ronaldinho, one palm stretched out seems to have too many fingers.

The amount given in advance was a little too large, and Shaheen happened to get it. The ball was spinning, and Shaheen didn't stop smoothly in the first shot, so he had to adjust his kick.

Sterling really burned, Shaheen only had such a fleeting stumble, and he was blown away like a gust of wind, and the football was blown away by the way. The old Turkish prince looked at the empty turf in front of his feet. He was confused and didn't understand what had happened.

Sterling took the ball and beat the gongs and drums to advance upfield and entered the 30-meter line. Weigel and Gentle came to flank him, but this kid suddenly stopped and pulled him in. Compared with Ding Ding's pretense just now, Sterling is the number one in the eight alleys.

Huang Papa came forward, followed by Weigel and Genter on the flanks. Sterling rarely had any brains at this time. Instead of taking advantage of the excitement, he pushed to Zhuo Yang, who came in at high speed from the top of the arc.

Even if Grandpa Mo lets the world go, he can't let go of his own brothers. He tightened his cheeks and said secretly: Come on, we brothers will have a good fight. If we can, we will defeat your father and me. That bitch Detu...hey, I Hold!

Grandpa Mo's legs were long and crotch-high, which made Zhuo Yang's lower back uncomfortable. He knew that he couldn't deal with this stinky gangster according to common sense. He lifted the football in front of him, then took a long step away from Grandpa Mo. He stepped over the football with his right foot and kicked his heel.

This was so unexpected. The football passed by my grandfather’s feet and rushed into the penalty area.

Sterling catches the ball with a single shot! Essentially, Sterling and Zhuoyang hit the wall in front of the penalty area, and it was also an extremely successful textbook-like direct pass and diagonal pass, but it added some elements of a foxy flavor.

Turn to the wind and embrace the rainbow. Sterling fired at the goal behind Bilki, and then ran to hug Zhuo Yang, but was thrown to the ground by his arm, and then let a large group of teammates who came to take advantage be drowned in the turf.

3:2, Manchester City leads the score again at home.

Grandpa Mo was so speechless. Even though he valued himself like this, the dog should still score goals and assists when he should. Nothing was delayed. How could this make people feel so embarrassed?

In fact, Grandpa Mo has too high demands on himself. Without him a week ago, Zhuo Yang scored a hat trick. In this game, my grandfather only scored one goal under his strict defense, which speaks volumes.

Of course, Zhuo Yang spent much more energy on defense this time than last time, and a considerable part of it was dedicated to marking Mo's free agent attributes.

As the only free defensive player left in today's football, Mo's back-breaking attack is Dortmund's unique skill. But this kind of killer move is not new. The football world also has a consensus on how to defend against silence.

The free man moved forward and used his strong comprehensive strength to suddenly form another offensive core. In essence, he used less to attack more and took advantage of the opponent's formation being caught off guard. Therefore, the best targeted solution is to have a forward who is very strong in all aspects, including individual defensive skills. While completing the offensive tasks by himself, he is always ready to make free moves with Tao.

Such a forward is very rare, but Zhuoyang undoubtedly meets the conditions and is the most qualified one.

Therefore, Grandpa Mo made several forward moves according to the situation, but was mercilessly entangled by Zhuo Yang like a tarsal maggot, and was unable to stir up the turmoil in Manchester City's backcourt.

Grandpa Mo was sulking alone in the night wind. Zhuoyang ignored him. After celebrating with his teammates, he praised Kompany's iron head.

Two kicks exploded, and he hit it hard with his forehead,

It also formed a counterattack by Manchester City. Team Kong is not an ordinary person. Fortunately, Guardiola protected his shortcomings in the midfield.

"Lao Kong, why are you so tall? Is it made of titanium alloy?"

Kompany smiled brightly, with pride written all over his face: "Lao Zhuo, I won't hide it from you. I have never lost when I played cow-butting since I was a child. I can't count the number of people who have cried at me, and none of them can beat me."

Pushing each other's foreheads against each other is a game that all children have played, covering Asia, Africa, Latin America and Europe.

"I admire it, so what are your shortcomings in life?" Zhuo Yang was very curious about the large building with such cantilevered beams.

"It's nothing. It's just that hats are hard to buy. When I apply the mask, there's always a section missing and it can't cover it completely. Now I use seabed mud, which is really useless, hahaha~~"

Everyone has a love for beauty, and Kompany deserves to be appreciated for his love for young girls.

Manchester City overtook the scoring list, followed by Sterling - Kompany - Zhuo Yang - Ding Ding. On Dortmund's side, Shaheen, who was stolen by Sterling, will bear half of the blame.

Before the restart, Tuchel replaced Shaheen with Schmelzer. The Turks disappointed him today.

Shinji Kagawa also lost his ecstatic style in the last game. This is related to Manchester City's emphasis on him. Tuchel, who took a chance for the sake of face, also replaced Kagawa with Pulisic.

The game has passed 80 minutes, and there is not much time left for Dortmund.

The change in the score brought about a change in mood. 3:2 (7:4) made the Dortmund team desperate, not to make a comeback, but to regain their dignity and not give up or give up.

Grandpa Mo didn't think so much anymore. Looking forward and backward would only give him time. After saying hello to Huang Papa, he went to kill him without hesitation.

In the 84th minute, Grandpa Mo received a header from Piszczek's long pass in the frontcourt. With about ten centimeters more height, he defeated Zhuo Yang.

The football point was given to Aubameyang on the left side. After turning twice, he saw that he couldn't get rid of Fernando, so he had to give it to Pulisic.

Captain America (Vice-President) passed the ball again, aiming at Grandpa Mo's Optimus Prime. Zhuo Yang's bounce once again lost to the height provided by Grandpa Mo. But it finally interfered, and the football was forced to move to the right rib.

Schmelzer had no other way to deal with Kompany, so he had to push him to the wing to find Reus.

The Rockets were determined not to get entangled with Otamendi and Sterling, and directly took off the ball and passed the ball, still aiming at Grandpa Mo.

Zhuo Yang and Grandpa Mo cursed in their hearts at the same time: You bastards, do you want to exhaust me to death?

The two brothers were entangled in the penalty area. In order to end Dortmund's continuous air attacks, Zhuoyang used his ancient power to force his way around. But Grandpa Mo has never been a vegetarian, and the two of them fought for position and in the air like enemies who killed their father.

Zhuoyang resisted Mertesacker and pushed hard into the air. Suddenly, he felt heartache in his thigh, and he couldn't jump up.

Grandpa Mo was soaring in the clouds, riding on the mist, soaring in the clouds, swinging his head to attack the goal and commanding 'shoot it right and kill him' before ascending to the throne. Zhuo Yang let out an 'ouch~' and hugged his thighs softly on the turf.

"Holy shit, what's wrong, brother? Is your leg twisted or your balls ripped?"