Chapter 492 This Will Be the Final Blow

"The England referee's decision was absolutely shameful."

"A few seconds ago, Dong Fangzhuo was knocked to the ground by Ramos. He did not give a penalty kick. A few seconds later, Villa dived in the penalty area and he actually awarded a penalty kick. It was not because of his brain. The problem is that his eyesight is blurred!"

"Totally unacceptable!"

"He actually gave Spain a penalty!"

Sun Jihai refused and immediately rushed to Bol to protest.

"This is a flop!"

"This guy flopped!"

Although Boer was also deeply impressed by Sun Jihai, he still shook his finger and insisted on his opinion.

"No, it's a penalty,"

"You hooked him."

Sometimes, once the referee gets tough, he is simply a huge idiot, which is what Bol is doing now.

What the hell!

Dong Fangzhuo was still angry. It was enough not to punish Ramos for the foul. Damn it, why did he give Villa a penalty kick?

No matter how calm Dong Fangzhuo was, he couldn't bear Boer making such an idiotic penalty.

Although Bol is a little-known player in the Premier League, every time he awards a penalty kick, there is actually a huge controversy. Dong Fangzhuo is all too familiar with it. The biggest problem should be Ramos...

He turned around and saw Ramos high-fiving Maniche.

"Grass!"

Without Ramos's hook, there would be no Spanish counterattack, let alone Villa's dive!

Dong Fangzhuo walked past referee Bol and gave Bol a meaningful look. He said nothing, but Bol's eyes seemed stunned for a moment...

Villa came to take charge of this penalty himself. Standing in front of the penalty spot, he scored it in one stroke.

1:1.

Penalty kicks are too easy for Villa,

He didn't miss this opportunity.

The happy Spaniards all hugged each other, except Canizares who was standing in front of the goal.

This goal made them extremely happy, as if the happiest thing in the world fell on their side.

"Shameless,"

"So damn shameless."

"Score a penalty and they fly into the sky?"

"Spain, Spain, how long ago did you have to rely on penalty kicks to stay alive?"

Bang bang bang bang,

Dong Fangzhuo applauded gently near the center circle: "It's okay, just treat it as a gift to them, everyone, keep working hard,"

"That's the way it is in Spain."

"Continue to play our characteristics."

"Brother Hai, there's no problem."

He also did not forget to express his support for Sun Jihai...

But after the game restarted, Spain seemed to have become calmer because of the equalizer, at least not in a hurry mentally.

They firmly controlled the ball at their feet and did not rush to attack. Perhaps they were worried about the Chinese team's counterattack and wanted to score goals, so they played steadily.

The game seemed a bit bland.

Barcelona's dual-core Xavi and Iniesta firmly control the midfield. Their skillful ball control and tacit understanding give them an absolute advantage on the court. The Chinese side does not dare to press too hard, but they have to press out. .

Spain cannibalized the Chinese team's midfield through constant passing and dispatching. The penalty kick just now actually dealt a huge blow to the Chinese team, and everyone was holding their breath. Although they were a little passive at this time, everyone's fighting spirit was quite high. As long as Spain got the ball, they would resolutely pounce on it and block it.

But this is useless!

When Zhao Xuri pounced on Iniesta on the right again, Iniesta turned once and a half to pull the ball and easily got rid of Zhao Xuri!

Then he immediately hit behind Sun Jihai and Li Weifeng. This time, Villa had no problem at all.

His coquettish running position left Sun Jihai and Li Weifeng helpless. Iniesta's passing was stealthy, hidden, and timely.

The scalpel's direct pass allowed Villa, who knew it well, to easily get the ball on the left and reach the left side of the penalty area.

Although Spain equalized the score with a penalty kick, you can't deny that their style of play is really awesome.

When Villa took the ball and faced Liu Yunfei single-handedly on the left side of the penalty area, the Chinese fans were a little confused.

Since the start of the game, the Chinese team's defense has never suffered such a simple abuse.

Villa once again hit a curve ball with his right foot, and the ball went into the far corner in a beautiful arc. This is his usual confident shooting method.

"well!"

"There is no way, I can score this ball without any problem,"

"But if it hadn't been for the previous misjudgment, the score wouldn't have been 1:2!"

Huang Jianxiang was a little downcast.

Zhang Lu, on the other hand, seemed calmer.

"It's already 4:0 in Ukraine and we are 1:2. Now we need to be more calm and not act on impulse!"

"Keep a good attitude, play the remaining 20 minutes well, and successfully qualify is our goal."

"calm,"

"calm,"

"calm!"

2:1 also made the Spanish players calmer, and the same was true for Clausen standing in the command area. Although the way he does things is crazy, it doesn't mean that he is not thoughtful and calm.

Although he also felt aggrieved in his heart, the most important thing now was to let the Chinese players calm down and not let the game collapse because of depression, so he kept letting the interpreter convey his meaning to the court.

The Chinese team must now play the game in its own way and must not follow Spain's rhythm anymore...

Of course, after taking the lead, Spain seemed to start to feel content. Aragones also shouted a few words from the sidelines.

After that, Spain's rhythm became slower and slower. Barcelona's dual-core still controlled the ball in the midfield and backcourt, and the situation was stable.

The game passed by minute by second, and ten minutes were quickly consumed. The game scene became very harmonious for a time.

Ramos was even a little bored and kept trying to rush up from the right wing to assist his teammates, but other teammates were not as excited as him at all and no one paid attention to him. Xavi and Iniesta were more interested in controlling the ball. With his feet, he controls the game from the back.

Ramos had no choice but to retreat to the right...

"If you lose, let's lose. Anyway, with this score, we can qualify."

"Even if Spain wins, there is nothing to be proud of."

In the stands, the angry Chinese fans also began to find reasons to comfort themselves. After all, this result also allowed the Chinese team to finish second in the group and enter the top 16.

but,

In the 89th minute, the Spanish players pressed forward. It seemed that it was coming to an end and they were about to cause trouble again.

The Spanish team fell in the midfield, and Ramos rushed forward and finally got the pass from his teammate. He sent the ball into the Chinese team's penalty area in a cool way.

Finally, the ball was passed to the Chinese team's penalty area, and Sun Jihai headed the ball out of the penalty area before Villa.

Li Weifeng rushed forward with a big stride and got the ball at his feet.

Ramos is not stupid. After passing the ball, he immediately ran in the direction of Dong Fangzhuo. As an excellent defender, he will not be stupid enough to make a second mistake.

Li Weifeng passed the ball to Chen Tao, who sent a through ball to Dong Fangzhuo.

Ramos and Dong Fangzhuo ran in the same direction at the same time, and their speeds were almost the same at first.

The ball arrived as promised!

Ramos glanced to the right and Maniche arrived!

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"What is he going to do!"

Huang Jianxiang roared out, instantly excited.

At this time, Dong Fangzhuo got the ball, one versus two, with Ramos on the back left and Maniche on the front right!

"ah!"

"Ox tail!"

Dong Fangzhuo skillfully pulled out an ox's tail with his right foot, quickly buckled it and went forward to kill.

"Maniche has been killed! Dong Fangzhuo speeds up and goes down!"

"Ramos is back, Dong Fangzhuo kicked his heel!"

“Ramos is killed!

"Dong Fangzhuo entered the restricted area!"

"Juanito! Juanito!"

"This will be the final blow!"