Female CEO's Ace Soldier King

"If you admit that your No. 9 teammate is a football, I don't mind blowing a penalty!"

It's far away from the forbidden area of Donghai University. It's estimated that these guys of Fukuda team can't lift up any storm. The chief referee laughed and joked with Kawashima.

Kawashima was speechless.

On one side, zhuzhong fell on the grass and groaned bitterly.

Fukuda's face on the stand was very ugly. The old boy looked at Sun Guodong angrily and said, "your school can't afford to lose. It's obvious that your team shoved a foul from behind. Why did your referee ignore this kind of behavior? I feel our team is just like Italy, and your team is the embodiment of XX team in 2002 World Cup

"Ha ha - Mr. Fukuda, you should be short-sighted?"

Sun Guodong smiles, points to the huge LED display screen opposite the grandstand and says, "please see clearly, your No. 8 player was shoveled down by your No. 18 player. How can you rely on our team for this account?"

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Looking at the clear playback picture, Fukuda suddenly had nothing to say.

Ma Minghui presses Xiuji's head and puts the boy to the ground. Kawashima bumps him in the chest like a beast; Ma Ming Hui quickly took the ball with his right foot, dribbled and passed the ball. He quickly took the football across the midfield.

When the commentator saw that zhuzhong was still tumbling on the ground, but the referee didn't whistle, he began to explain normally. He just heard the boy yell with enthusiasm and excitement, "look, our No.10 has got the ball again! And he's already passed one of the other players, took the football past the midfield, and quickly launched a fierce attack from the left side of the field. Attention - the 13th left back of the other team has come in! The other side's No. 6 also began to quickly return to the defensive position, No. 9 and No. 10 also quickly surrounded, our No. 10 hero quickly passed the ball - Oh, my God, he didn't mean to pass the ball yet

"This kid doesn't want to play single sword, does he?"

Looking at Ma Minghui's galloping posture on the court, Zhang Shicong slowly put his hand on his chin, and his eyebrows also wrinkled up for meditation.

On the field, Ma Ming Hui was running as fast as a spinning engine. As he watched the other side's burly No. 13 player hit his chest like a huge locomotive, the boy quickly swung his body and swayed for two consecutive times. Then he drove the football to the right, followed by his upper body from left back to right front, and No. 13 didn't pay attention, He ran into Xiuji who came from behind Ma Minghui.

The audience watched as the two clowns covered their heads with their hands and showed their teeth. From time to time, there was a burst of laughter.

Ma Minghui was not interfered by these guys, and continued to carry the ball to the other side's restricted area. Several other members of Donghai University team estimated that they were all the foil. So when they saw Ma Minghui's skillful dribbling breakthrough, they did not go forward to fight, but only tried to keep an eye on the other players of the other side, so as to reduce their threat to Ma Minghui.

Ma Minghui saw that the No. 6 and No. 23 players of the other team came around from their right front. He quickly used his ankle to take the football to the left. No. 6 didn't know what the plan was, and then he swayed his body to block Ma Minghui's way from the left. Ma Minghui took the opportunity to pick the football with his toes, and the rolling football suddenly went through the crotch of No. 6, No. 6 and No. 23 saw that the football left Ma Minghui's right foot, so they hurriedly turned to chase the football.

At this time, the football is still outside the left penalty area of Foton team, and the No. 1 goalkeeper of the other team dare not rush to attack. He just bows, stretches his hands and focuses on the front.

Ma Minghui took advantage of the turning around on the 6th and 23rd, made a quick jump, jumped from the gap between them, and hooked the football back to his feet again.

"Beautiful

When the commentator saw Ma Minghui holding the ball again, he made a roaring sound.

The teachers and students in the stands were excited again. After passing the first two goals, they realized that as long as Ma Minghui got the football, the chance of scoring would be greatly improved. So these guys raised their voices and cried, "shoot - shoot

"Pony, shoot!" Nangong Lin's heart also mentioned the crux of the matter. She was deeply afraid that the football under Ma Minghui's feet would be robbed by the other party again, or that Ma Minghui would be put down by the other party. She quickly put her right hand into her mouth and nervously prayed for Ma Minghui.

Ma Minghui was at the moment of holding the ball. He had already felt that he was coming to himself like a mad dog. In order to protect himself as much as possible, the boy didn't take the ball this time. He only picked the football player to the right side of the player twenty-three by his instep. Then he adjusted his body and raised his right leg.

"Hoo --"

The football was like a strong wind, flying from the outside of the left penalty area to the right foot of Foton's goal. Although the No. 1 goalkeeper of the other side judged the direction of Ma Minghui's shot, when he flew to the football, the football went under his right armpit.

With a "Peng" sound, the football was shot in the middle of the right column of the goal, and then a refractor went into the Foton team's gate.

"Goal again! Our No. 10 captain has scored again! Now the score is four to six

When the stands were boiling again, the commentator yelled ahead of them.

"Long live! Long live brother Ma Xiaoyu raised the bell and yelled.

Nangong Lin jumped up and said, "ha ha ha, brother pony really gives Miss Ben a long face!"

"Dong Dong Dong!"

At the same time, the gongs and drums team began to beat the drums.

Sun Guodong and Li Deming applauded again for Ma Minghui's wonderful performance.

Fukuda shiichi and moustache are so angry that they want to turn around and leave now. But after looking at the time on the mobile phone, there are still six minutes left. Can the other side level the score in just six minutes?

When Ma Minghui scored again, the team-mates of Donghai university immediately threw the boy away.

Fukuda chamber of Commerce team's general fellow actually each sighs angrily to each other, only listens to Kawashima to bite the tooth way, "Xiuji, Yano, you two even if risking to be sent off the field, also want to put down that surnamed horse to me, anyway the competition only has a few minutes, we only need to drag these minutes, also is the victory!"

"Don't worry, Kawashima Jun, I promise to kick the horse back to his mother's stomach!"

Xiuji took a look at her nail shoes and gritted her teeth.

"Xu --"

The referee whistled again and a new round of attack began.

Fukuda team is still No. 10 captain Kawashima kick-off, this time he did not fake shot, directly adjust posture, fly up a foot to kick the football five meters away Ma Minghui body, Xiuji without saying a word, directly from Ma Minghui right rear rushed, this time he did not fall to the ground pretending to tackle, but naked raised his leg to Ma Minghui's right hind leg kick away.

"Cao NIMA's, little XX can't beat him, so he'll kill him!"

"It's poisonous feet! Damn it

After seeing the pictures on the big screen, the audience in the stands kneaded a cold sweat for Ma Minghui one after another.

Ma Minghui just saw a few guys muttering. He knew that they were going to take the risk to attack him. The boy quickly fell to the grass. Xiuji's thighs and whole body almost wiped his head; Yano saw that Ma Minghui escaped Xiuji's fierce kick. This guy quickly ran over and raised his foot to kick Ma Minghui's head.

Ma Xiaoyu covered his eyes with heartache and did not dare to look directly at the picture.

Nangong Linton yelled, "I'm zoenima's little XX!"

After scolding, she grabbed the mineral water bottle in Zhang Shicong's hand and threw it on the court.

Fukuda in the stands to see this scene, can not help but smile to sun Guodong, "your team's female fans should still be students in school, right? How can you throw rubbish on the field? "

"What she threw was not rubbish, but anger in her heart! She is fighting for her compatriots! Ah - I don't think it's our Donghai University team who can't afford to lose

Sun Guodong sighed slightly and slapped Fukuda invisibly again.

Fukuda's face turned red and black with anger

On the court, Ma Minghui saw Yano kick his head, the boy quickly did not dodge, just stretched out his hands to block up, Yano did not expect Ma Minghui hand strength is so big, inadvertently let his body gravity imbalance!

"Bang" a dull ring, Yano a Yang trip on the side of Xiuji.

Ma Minghui grinned, quickly got up, flew a foot to pass the football to Da Zhang, who was running on the right. Now Da Zhang is basically unmarked, so the boy quickly launched an attack from the right with the ball.

The commentator then cried out, "look, No. 9 of our Donghai University team has started to attack. He has already run past the midfield, passed and made a breakthrough! He actually broke through the defense of two guards of Futian team in a row, and was about to break into the penalty area of the other team

"Damn it, you take care of him!" Kawashima saw that Da Zhang was running towards his team's goal. He had to leave Xiuji and yanye to deal with Ma Minghui. He took other players to block Da Zhang's attack