Golden Greenery

Venezuela played a counter-attack, center Longdong pulled wide, and winger Murillo ran to the center.

It did disturb the national football defense line a little bit, but something was wrong with Longdong's cross from the wing.

The football flew high into the penalty area, and the defenders of the national football team were completely unattended. Wang Dalei first made a look of disdain at Murillo, who was slowly running towards him, and then he jumped up and picked up the ball.

Long Dong's pass was high, floating and too close to the goal, and the most important thing is that Murillo is only 170cm tall. This pass may have been intended to insult him.

The angry Murillo did feel humiliated, and he was also completely angered by Wang Dalei's contempt before jumping.

He rushed forward, bent down and bumped into Wang Dalei who was picking the ball in the air.

Although Murillo is not tall, he is very stocky. His calves and waist are thicker than the average 1.8 meter strong man. This guy has a lot of strength.

Wang Dalei was completely unprepared. Even though he bent his knees to protect him out of habit, he suffered a big loss from Murillo's lateral impact, which involved him hitting and pushing him.

The human body was spinning vertically in the air like a hot wheel, and then it hit the ground with a loud 'squeak', and there was no sound immediately.

"F*ck!" Vice-captain Tiedan became angry and pushed Murillo hard, but he was punched in the face by Murillo who was still standing.

The iron egg got to his head and he became a fire egg. "Ah~~~~" he screamed and rushed towards Murillo who was retreating.

Before he could reach him, Murillo was knocked down with a hammer from Li Zimo who rushed up.

Tiedan stopped next to Murillo who was lying down, not knowing what to do. Just ride on it and fight. It's outrageous. Just step on it with your feet... What if someone is killed?

The national football team is wearing yellow clothes today, with all their feet rusty red.

‘Kang’ received another sudden punch on the face, and Tiedan was hit so hard that stars appeared in his eyes.

"Ah~~~~~~" Turn around and start training towards the rusty red in front of you.

"Duang!" Xihong had already fallen, and was knocked over by his teammates in yellow who came over.

Tiedan: "..."

A full-scale battle broke out on the field, with almost everyone reaching out and fighting with various punches.

‘Bang! ’ Tiedan was hit by another punch and staggered.

"Ah~~~~" He raised his fist and was about to fight back.

‘Bah!’ The rusty red clothes were knocked over by the yellow clothes coming up again.

Just like that, Tiedan was hit seven or eight times in a row until his nosebleed came out, and he almost lost consciousness from the beating. Seven or eight people lay down in front of him, but he didn't throw a single punch.

The bench also rushed forward, and the two sides fought fiercely. Several guest referees, the coaching staff of both sides, and some of their respective veteran players tried their best to start a fight, but it didn't work at all. Instead, they received a lot of black punches, and they couldn't tell who was being hit.

Frankly speaking, perhaps it is because Venezuelan players are more aggressive and they have an advantage in most one-on-one situations. Many national football players are losing ground while fighting back.

However, there are strong players in the national football team, with Li Zimo and Maro being outstanding representatives.

Zimo has a tall horse, a big fist, and a hard body. When faced with an incoming attack, he doesn't dodge or dodge, he just punches directly.

It didn't matter if the opponent hit him, and his body wouldn't be sluggish, but his punch basically knocked the opponent over, very neatly.

In this way, he also attracted the most firepower in Venezuela, with two or three always surrounding him.

Zimo's punches were like lightning, coming first and then knocking over the person in front of him. He was completely unaware of the two hammers from the two men behind him on his head and back.

He turned around and faced the two sneak attack villains fiercely. He jumped up on one leg and used the inertia to punch continuously. "Bang, bang", the two despicable thieves fell down.

Then he turned around and went back, smashed Venezuela's rusty red who just got up from the ground to lie down again, and then looked for a new target without looking back.

Li Zimo is powerful, like a humanoid King Kong, while Maruo is very fast, his shots are like flying knives, and those who are on the right side of him will be hit four or five times before they can react.

As soon as Sejas raised his fist, he was slapped four times in a row by Maro, who couldn't distinguish the north, south, east, and west.

Martinez stepped forward, and Maro nimbly dodged past like a rabbit. Martinez staggered as soon as his kick missed, and then he received three consecutive punches on the face, and his beard was almost set on fire.

Because of Zimo and Maro's sudden attack, the national football team did not show any weakness in this fight as a whole, and its local advantages offset its local disadvantages.

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Zhuo Yang was naturally among the crowd.

In the fight.

He is not the Zhuo Yang who single-handedly beat the entire Warsaw Legia team in the battle at the foot of the Eifel Mountain, nor is he the Zhuo Yang who led Real Madrid in chasing police and security guards at the Pizjuan Stadium.

So he's fighting.

He pushed Li Ke and Savarino away, who were throwing punches at each other, and grabbed their necks to separate Zhang Xian and Osorio, who were practicing wrestling together.

He intercepted Mei Xiaoxi from the air, who jumped up and was about to kick Ma Qisi, and then reached out to grab the wrist of Rosales, who was about to uppercut Wang Pou from behind.

Of course, it’s understandable that Zhuo Yang would be a bit biased.

Alor, who was stopped but wanted to follow Liu Langdong forward, Zhuo Yang was rude and raised his knee to hit his lower abdomen. Alor squatted down without saying a word, his face turned red from holding back.

Hernandez, who was chasing You Laoguan and waving his fists wildly, grabbed him with his arms crossed and spun him around three times before letting him go. Hernandez, who was spinning in the world, felt his legs weaken and he became paralyzed.

"Everyone, stop it--" Zhuo Yang's lion roar resounded throughout the Gremio training base.

It has to be said that the shadow of Ren's famous tree followed him throughout the field. Needless to say, his national football teammates, even Venezuelan players, no one dared to make a blind move in front of him. The two sides gradually separated, and under the organization of their respective coaches, they stood in two distinct piles.

However, Zhuoyang's performance today may disappoint his teammates who admire his legendary boxing style, including many Venezuelan players.

For Zhuoyang in the past, fighting and group fights were very irritating. As for Zhuo Yang now, fighting is a very small thing to him, even if it is a famous scene like today.

Standing alone between the two groups, facing Venezuela.

"Shameless——" Zhuo Yang shouted: "Go away——"

Venezuela: "..."

Is this the end? I thought you were going to give a speech.

The whole Venezuelan team was stunned, and then walked away. After a while, they all disappeared from the stadium.

A conflict that was said to be big or small before the America's Cup ended like this.

"It's time to relax. Just get in the car and go back to the hotel and take a shower."

Seeing that Zhuoyang was unhappy, his teammates who were still excited didn't dare to interrupt, so they lowered their heads and walked down quickly.

Zhuo Yang was startled when he saw Zhang Tiedan. This guy's pig-headed face looked like a dye shop.

"Holy shit..., Tiedan, how did you get beaten up like this?"

"Captain, I said seven or eight of them have been lying down next to me. Do you believe it?"

"Okay, as long as you don't suffer any loss. Go ahead."

In fact, the national team still suffered a loss.

Wang Dalei, the second goalkeeper of the team, stuck his butt out and held his waist with his hands.

"I...I have a stomachache."