six finger demon

Chapter 443

Chapter 443

On the Anfield stadium, there was a lot of voices, and players from both sides quarreled into a ball.

The KOPs unleashed their ultimate move: singing the team anthem.Hope to interfere with the opposing players.

In the last 1 minute of the game, the two sides fought to a 1-1 tie.

Ferdinand took great pains to steal the ball and sent a big kick to the midfield.

Both Scholes and Giggs fell to the ground. After getting the ball, Rooney saw that there was no hope of breaking through. Before falling down, he exhausted his last bit of strength and handed the ball to Dong Fangzhuo.

"Dong, you are the hope of our whole village!"

Dong Fangzhuo stood in front of the top of the arc and stepped on the ball. In front of him were two main Liverpool central defenders, Hyypia and Carragher.

Standing at the back, Tang Wu bowed his knees slightly, opened his arms, and shouted at Dong Fangzhuo: "Dong, come on, I won't let you score even if I try my best!"

Dong Fangzhuo snorted lightly, took the ball and lay down slightly forward.

When Carragher stretched out his foot to grab it, he quickly hooked the ball back with his right foot and kicked it in the opposite direction.

After a ox tail passed Carragher, Hypia also rushed in front of him.

Dong Fangzhuo passed the right foot with his left foot, and the ball bounced twice at Dong Fangzhuo's feet in a rhythm, avoiding Hyypia's steal.

The fried meatballs were a little too powerful, and Tang Wu had already left the door at this time.

Dong Fangzhuo had tremendous confidence in his speed. Tang Wu caught up with the ball first, and then he tapped his left foot to stop the ball on the spot.

Then he stepped on the ball with his right foot and turned around. With a pull of his left foot, he dribbled the ball past Tang Wu.

After the three-piece combination of oxtail + fried meatballs + Marseille maneuvers, only an empty door remained in front of Dong Fangzhuo.

"Shoot, Dong!"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

The Red Devils fans were excited.

"Dong, if you enter, you will be the king of Manchester United!" Ronaldinho knelt outside the penalty area and prayed.

"Dong Fangzhuo, I love you like a mouse loves rice!" Peng Jiuyang shouted from the first row of the stands.

Whether it's the fans, the commentator, or the girl he likes, at this moment, Dong Fangzhuo is all shouted out of his mouth.

As long as you score this goal, you will have fame, wealth, status, and honor.

"Dong Fangzhuo kicked!" Zhan Jun, known as Dong Fangzhuo's diehard loyalist, shouted in front of the camera with an excited expression.

At this moment, a red figure suddenly appeared in front of Dong Fangzhuo.

"Gerrard!" Anfield's home commentator was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, and there was a little crying in his shouts.

Flying to block the eye-catching Liverpool captain is the last hope of the Red Army. Facing the spiritual leader of Anfield, Dong Fangzhuo did not kick the ball out with his swinging right leg, but stepped on the ball with his toes.

Liverpool's last hope, like an unmanned scooter, flashed past Dong Fangzhuo.

"My God, Dong Fangzhuo actually played a trick on Gerald!" Huang Jianxiang could stuff a red Fuji apple into his startled mouth.

I am the king of Manchester United! ! !

Dong Fangzhuo roared in his heart and raised his feet again.

"Hey, Dong!"

At this moment, a tyrannical voice pulled Dong Fangzhuo out of his fantasy.

With a dark face, Scholes sat down on the chair, "Go get me a bottle of glucose!"

"Okay, I'll get it now." Dong Fangzhuo jumped up from his seat in a jerk, ran to the box in the corner of the dressing room, and dug out a bottle of oral liquid from it.Then trot to Scholes, handed over.

"Fuck, stupid pig, do you want me to swallow the bottle straight away?"

"Uh no, no, that's not what I meant." Dong Fangzhuo waved his hands repeatedly.

"Then why don't you bring a straw quickly?" At this time, Scholes was like a mad lion, roaring at the submissive Dong Fangzhuo in front of him.

"Oh, ok, ok, I'll go right away." Dong Fangzhuo hurriedly ran to the money box again, and took out a stick.

"Useless guy, clumsy, really XXXXXX!" Scholes scolded a slang in his hometown, even if Dong Fangzhuo couldn't understand it, he knew he didn't say anything good.

"Hmph, you're capable in the locker room! You're so good on the court! Didn't my Brother Tang beat you all into obedience?"

Although Dong Fangzhuo said this in his heart, he still put on a respectful gesture and handed over the straw.

Immediately afterwards, other players also walked into the locker room one after another.

Down by one goal at Anfield in the first half, no United player could be happy.

"Did they forget how they beat Milan?" Giggs walked in, throwing the jersey on the stool.

When we were in the aisle, the Liverpool players were laughing and laughing, and the champagne was almost opened.

Especially for some old players from both sides, when they met in the player tunnel, the Manchester United players would inevitably be "taunted" by Liverpool.

"Milan leads by 3 goals and can be equalized by Liverpool. They are only leading by [-] goal now. What is there to be proud of!" Scholes also looked unlucky.

The atmosphere in Manchester United's dressing room dropped to freezing point under the complaints from the big bosses, and even Ronaldinho sat on the sidelines without making a sound.

Recently, Ronaldinho and Van Nistelrooy had some conflicts, which made Ronaldinho, who didn't like words, even less right to speak in the locker room.

Fortunately, Ronaldinho knows that if he wants to replace Ruud van Nistelrooy one day, he must do better than Ruud van Nistelrooy at his peak.

The most important thing for a person who wants to be in the top position is to improve himself, instead of waiting for his opponent to become weak due to age.

The bosses were angry, and the two rookies, Park Ji-sung and Dong Fangzhuo, kept their mouths shut tightly, tossing around in the locker room like waiters, picking up and delivering supplies to the bosses back and forth.

"Thank you." Xiao Luo politely thanked Dong Fangzhuo after receiving the glucose with a straw inserted.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." Dong Fangzhuo is still in awe of a "senior" like Ronaldo who is only one year older than himself.

In Manchester United, not just anyone can bear the number "7".

"Dong, Tom is your compatriot, do you have any good way to break through?" Ronaldinho took a breath and asked casually.

"Of course there is, no, no, no." Dong Fangzhuo just wanted to say the picture of his masturbation just now, but he swallowed the words suddenly.

Originally, he had the lowest status in the locker room. If he said something that shouldn't be said, it would be the end of the calf.

"Well, that's what you said." Xiao Luo didn't respond to Dong Fangzhuo's answer.

Originally, he had no hope, but he would be surprised if Dong Fangzhuo could really come up with some reasonable suggestions!

Even he couldn't think of a way to break through Tang Wu's goal, let alone this guy who hadn't played for Manchester United so far.

Seeing Xiao Luo put on a thoughtful look, Dong Fangzhuo was bold and said softly: "Cristiano, I think since Brother Tang likes to attack so much, why doesn't he take a lob shot from the midfield and directly attack the goal? I remember the Champions League Wasn’t that how AC Milan’s Kaka scored in the final?”

In order to make his words convincing, Dong Fangzhuo deliberately cited the example of Kaka.

Ronaldinho laughed lightly after hearing this, "That's Kaka! Dong, you are also a striker. Tell me, if you hit the goal directly after the center circle, how sure are you that the ball will land directly in the goal?"

"This"

Dong Fangzhuo understood what Xiao Luo said.

According to Dong Fangzhuo's footwork, it is not difficult to kick the ball directly into the empty goal in the midfield.

It's just that the ball lands, bounces, lands, bounces, and rolls into the goal.

What Ronaldinho was talking about was to make the first landing point of the ball within the range of the goal frame. This is not only a technical job, but most people don't have such foot strength.

"It's okay, Dong." Xiao Luo grinned, "Of course you won't say such childish things when you have the chance to play."

"TOM is the best goalkeeper in the world, one day, I will definitely step on him!"

Seeing the gleam in Ronaldinho's eyes, Dong Fangzhuo seemed to understand why the young man in front of him, who was only one year older than himself, could wear the No. 7 jersey of Manchester United.

Perhaps Ronaldinho is no worse than Lu Xiaopang, who is admired by many young players in terms of talent, but his spirit of being strong, persevering, persevering, and never admitting defeat is not the same as those young players in football today. Famous star has.

In a giant like Manchester United, although Ronaldinho is also very talented, he was also taken care of by Ferguson.

But he is an outsider after all!

An outsider, in the Premier League giants, the only one he can rely on is himself!

Dong Fangzhuo stared blankly at the fighting spirit full of Cristiano Ronaldo, and what Tang Wu said to him a year ago rang in his ears.

People who are more talented than you are not scary, what is scary is that they work harder than you!

(End of this chapter)