The World’s First, Second and Third Are Me

Chapter 924 Died by One’s Own Gun!

Chapter 933 Died by one’s own gun!

"Dong Fangzhuo,"

"8 ball!"

"The 8th goal! Dong Fangzhuo scored twice. The total number of goals in the World Cup has reached the 17th goal. There are still two goals left before Ronaldo's record of 19 goals."

"Burdisso thought he was going to shoot directly, but Dong Fangzhuo dunked the ball behind him, pulled it to the right and pushed it into the lower right corner of the goal."

"He's so calm."

"Completely opposite to Burdisso who was at a loss. This is not something that ordinary forwards can do. I believe that basically all forwards took a direct kick at that moment, but Dong Fangzhuo did not do that. He knew very well Burdisso would reach out to intercept, so he made better choices in the blink of an eye."

"That's why he is the strongest striker."

"At this time, many Argentine fans will miss Samuel and Zanetti. If they were here, maybe Argentina's defense would not be like this. Of course, the Chinese fans would be grateful to Maradona for not recruiting Sane. Ti and Samuel are the two anchors of Inter Milan’s defense.”

"2:1, the Chinese team reversed the score!"

"In the 39th minute, the Chinese team led Argentina 2:1."

Burdisso's expression was very stiff, his dull eyes flickering from left to right, completely devoid of any energy.

This is a typical behavior of losing one's soul after suffering a major blow.

The teammates around him all looked at him with complaints.

Why didn't you pay attention to Dong Fangzhuo?

Why didn't you stop him from shooting?

You won't turn around?

Romero's eyes were even more resentful because he had already made a world-class save.

But now you are like a piece of wood, letting Dong Fangzhuo take the ball, turn around, and putt behind you to shoot?

Farke!

Football king Maradona's face was constantly twitching, and his short legs were walking to the left.

Walking to the right, he was wandering around the command area anyway. At this moment, he felt like he was imprisoned here, and he had no place to be ashamed of!

He didn't like this feeling very much.

The powerful Argentina was humiliated like him, humiliated by Dong Fangzhuo.

That guy!

It's all that guy!

Messi, what are you doing?

Don’t you want to defeat Dong Fangzhuo? Don’t you want to be number one in the world? Now is your best chance.

If you don't defeat him, then you will always be ridden by him. This is not the attitude a successor should have! You are my successor, you are the hope of all Argentina...

But what are you doing now?

Maradona was somewhat angry with Messi.

Messi is so useless, Higuain is useless, Tevez is useless, all of them are useless!

Where is my son-in-law?

My son-in-law, yes, I still want my son-in-law, I want him to appear on the stage, he is the most trustworthy, and none of you are.

Maradona's eyes wandered from the field to the bench, where his son-in-law sat quietly, as if something had nothing to do with him.

But in Maradona's view, his son-in-law is in a very calm state...

The Argentinian fans in the stands all had their heads drooped, with no color on their faces. Dong Fangzhuo's two consecutive goals made them completely depressed, and they didn't even have the energy to shout.

Unless Argentina can score again, they really can't hold their head high.

Messi?

They also unanimously set their sights on Messi. Who said Messi is Argentina's leading star...

beep,

The game continued, but time was running out in the first half.

Hold on!

Before the game restarted, Dong Fangzhuo told his teammates to stabilize the game.

There is not much time left. Now that the score is ahead, Argentina can only be anxious, not them.

Tevez took the ball on the left, changed direction twice in a row, tossing Zhang Linpeng to death, and then dribbled the ball towards the center.

"Danger, Messi's side is empty and Huang Bowen didn't keep an eye on him."

Messi ran towards him, but Tevez turned a blind eye and did not pass the ball at all.

Snapped!

Zheng Zhi brought him down in the middle, giving Argentina a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt.

"Fortunately Tevez didn't pass the ball over and Messi had already started."

"If this ball is passed, Messi will probably take the ball and break into the penalty area."

Messi curled his lips and hesitated to speak. In the end, he didn't say anything. He bent down to pick up the ball and then put it back in position.

Tevez turned his head towards the stands and did not look at Messi at all. It seemed that both of them knew what was going on but did not say it clearly.

White-eyed wolf, who assisted in the goal just now?

Tevez doesn't pass the ball? Then you didn't create a chance to shoot.

The set piece was created by me, Messi.

Messi is Argentina's first penalty taker for set kicks. As long as he wants to stand in front of the ball, he has this power.

"The middle of the penalty area is 22 meters away. This position is very dangerous. The wall should be lined up better. Messi's free kick skills are pretty good. He can hit a very good curve ball, and he can hit the left or the right. . Isn’t this ball really difficult to defend?”

Dong Fangzhuo, Feng Xiaoting and Li Weifeng chose to stand on the right side. After all, Messi uses his left foot and prefers to play on the right side.

Messi frowned and took three steps back, not having much running distance.

His free kicks are not won by strength, but by skills and angles.

beep,

The referee whistles.

He lowered his body so low that he almost seemed to be leaning on the turf.

boom,

The ball kicked by his left foot quickly climbed up from the turf, and wow, the ball flew over Dong Fangzhuo's head, drawing a beautiful line and flying to the upper right corner of the goal.

Zeng Cheng quickly moved this way, and then quickly took off.

but,

The angle is very interesting!

Can't stop it!

ah……

He groaned.

Duang!

The ball actually hit the lintel!

Ouch——

The Argentine fans who had clasped their hands together and prayed that Messi could score a free kick instantly burst into mourning.

The ball bounced off the baseline.

Farke! Maradona roared in his heart off the field.

This is such a big joke! How can the lintel block Messi's goal?

Have a grudge against Argentina?

"Ha ha!"

"Deserve it!"

"Just paying off the debt for the onside kick and you have today."

The Chinese fans on the sidelines immediately burst into loud laughter.

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later!"

Messi's face was ashen and he kept shaking his head.

well……

Sighing, he walked back with his head hanging down, forgetting to press again.

Zhu Ting got the ball on the left wing, and Rodriguez stepped forward to press for it, but Zhu Ting handed the ball to Zheng Zhi, who made a big diagonal pass.

Feng Renliang cuts in from the right to the middle.

"Oh, what a shot!"

The ball passed by Zheng Zhi was precisely guided and landed perfectly. Feng Renliang and Heinze chased the ball at the same time. Feng Renliang did not choose to stop the ball, but volleyed directly!

A difficult shot!

Boom——

The ball flew directly into the stands!

beep,

With a long whistle, the first half of the game was finally over.

"At the end of the first half, the Chinese team led Argentina 2:1. Argentina took the lead with an offside kick, but then Dong Fangzhuo scored twice and made a strong comeback. Now the two sides enter the halftime break and will fight again in 15 minutes."

Dong Fangzhuo high-fived each of his teammates. This was not a celebration of victory, but an expression of his respect for his teammates.

"Well played!"

"Continue the second half!"

"Feng Xiaoting, thank you for your hard work."

"Zhu Ting, please stop letting Messi touch your balls,"

"Xiao Zhang, you can play harder."

Although Zheng Zhi is the captain, Dong Fangzhuo's influence is no worse than him. And after all, Dong Fangzhuo has been in a European giant for a long time and has been the captain for many years. He knows how to motivate his teammates, which is something Zheng Zhi does not have.

Although Zheng Zhi has also played in Europe for many years, he definitely does not have the influence and competition experience of Dong Fangzhuo.

He united everyone closely, and the 11 people almost walked into the tunnel hand in hand.

This is in stark contrast to the Argentinian players. Messi and the others almost all left the field with their heads buried and a look of death on their faces.

In the locker room, Maradona's roar could almost reach the Chinese team.

Soon I heard a loud roar. Although I don’t know what Maradona was cursing, if I think about it with my heels, I know that he is very dissatisfied with his players.

Maradona is going to lead the team to the quarterfinals of the World Cup, but now he is lagging behind the Chinese team?

Wasn't this face slapped?

However, there are many big names in the Argentina team, and Maradona may not be able to scold him. Even if he listens to it on the surface, he may not be able to do it in his heart.

In the Chinese team's locker room, Krauchen's tone was calm and unhurried. He was clearly telling his players what would happen in the next half.

"The battle has just begun, and we are still far from victory."

"They will be like roaring lions, they will rush at us like crazy."

"They will constantly ravage our flanks and endlessly try to break down our defence."

"They're going to bite us with speed and skill."

"From now on, we must be fully prepared. When we step on the court again, we must immediately enter a fighting state!"

"No matter how ferocious they are, we must use our fearless bodies to keep an eye on their attacks!"

"Children, don't be afraid of them! They are just desperate beasts!"

"And we are hunters with shotguns."

"We just need to stay calm and defend and wait for an opportunity to kill them."

"Believe me, such an opportunity will definitely come."

"As long as we have enough patience, we can form a line of defense that will make them desperate..."

"Okay, show your true skills and let them see. Argentina is nothing!"

"Go give them another defeat, kick their asses, and send them home!"

After changing sides and fighting again, both sides showed that there were no substitutions, but on the Argentina side, Aguero, Pastore and Palermo were already warming up...

"remember!"

"The battle starts from the first second!"

"come on!"

"drink!"

11 Chinese soldiers waved their arms aggressively at the same time.

Beep——

Argentina kicked the ball, Mascherano immediately handed the ball to the right, Messi took the ball, took two steps, and immediately swept the ball to the center.

His style of play was obviously much more indirect than in the first half.

The ball was passed towards Higuain, but Higuain was unable to grab the point under the attack of Feng Xiaoting and Li Weifeng.

On the contrary, Zeng Cheng struck decisively and took the ball into his arms.

fling!

Yes, Zeng Cheng threw the ball out immediately.

Feng Renliang!

This guy rushed up from the right like a civet cat.

Lift your right foot one step ahead and take the ball off!

He is very fast, and with this rush, he immediately hit the ball and rushed to the center line.

"Xiao Feng."

Dong Fangzhuo got the ball, and Feng Renliang continued to advance without the ball.

swish, swish, swish,

A dark wind came from Dong Fangzhuo's right side.

Di Maria!

He quickly shoveled and hooked Dong Fangzhuo to the ground.

beep,

Foul.

Di Maria received a yellow card.

"Di Maria was in very bad shape today. There were almost no breakthroughs. In the first half, he was like an invisible man. He always gave the ball to the center or to Messi. His breakthrough should be a weapon, but there was no breakthrough today. See you..."

"Maybe it's a tactical need! His name means angel, but I feel like his wings are tied."

"It was a tactical foul, obviously Di Maria got some instructions."

Snapped,

Zhao Xuri took a set kick near the center line and passed the ball forward to Dong Fangzhuo.

Dong Fangzhuo was running sideways, faced Mascherano's blockage, moved his right foot forward, directly changed the flight direction of the ball, and ran to the left.

Although Mascherano was not shaken, the distance between the two was widened by Dong Fangzhuo.

This bastard just bullied me for being slow! Mascherano gritted his teeth with hatred. Dong Fangzhuo seems to have a hundred ways to get rid of him!

Swish——

Before he could get close, Dong Fangzhuo's left foot had already passed the ball.

This time, the ball was passed directly to Mao Jianqing's feet from the outside instep.

call,

Before Mascherano had time to adjust his body, Dong Fangzhuo flashed past him and rushed forward.

gap……

Mascherano groaned secretly in his heart, but could not stop him. Dong Fangzhuo's running has never been as feminine as Messi's, but rather bold and striding.

Mao Jianqing made a cross pass from the left, and Dong Fangzhuo got the ball again.

His right foot paused, and while Mao Jianqing on the left pulled back, Zhu Ting stepped in!

Otamendi was so confused that he didn't know who to follow. Dong Fangzhuo immediately sent a through ball!

"broken!"

"Dong Fangzhuo tore through Argentina's defense."

This time it was so dazzling to watch. The Chinese team's tactical coordination was so beautiful. It was like a hundred flowers blooming.

For a time, there were actually three contact points in Argentina's penalty area. Zhu Ting was holding the ball, but Mao Jianqing, Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Renliang were the ball handlers.

who is it?

Argentina's defensive players were also thinking about this, but they didn't have any time!

Snapped--

Zhu Ting kicks the ball!

There was no inverted triangle pass, nor did he kick the ball back to Mao Jianqing, but a powerful cross pass in front of the goal!

"Feng Renliang!"

"Feng Renliang!"

Feng Renliang quickly got rid of Heinze, and this time he finally seemed to have jumped into the sea.

Snapped!

He took it for granted.

Demichelis made a sliding tackle in the middle to intercept!

Yes,

Just can't let the ball rush behind him.

Accurate!

pretty!

"ah--"

"Demichelis! Own goal!"

"Argentina died at the gunpoint of its own people!"

I will update 8,000 words first. If I have time in the middle of the night, I will write a few more chapters.

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