Longmen Crazy Young

Chapter 1107

Chapter 1107

The man covered his face and screamed on the ground, while Magic Flute came over and pushed Yan Zhenbei angrily, "What do you mean?"

Yan Zhenbei took several steps back, covering his chest and yelling, "My chest hurts so much, why did you hit me?"

The magic flute was stunned, didn't it, did this person act like this?

I obviously didn't do anything, but you actually said that I hit you.

And when everyone saw Yan Zhenbei being beaten, they came over to surround the referee

"Everyone saw it. He hit someone on purpose!"

"It's already this time, do you still want to favor them?"

"That's right, everyone was watching. Yan Zhenbei was about to make a rescue, but he accidentally kicked that person in the face. It was an accident, but what about him? Did you see that? He just hit someone!"

The referee also glanced at the magic flute helplessly. Tell me, why did you push me like this?

There was no such thing!

In the end, you have to push it. Now it’s all right, something happened!

I originally wanted to give him a card to let him go down, but now it's all right, I can only give it to you.

So the referee had no choice but to give him a yellow card and a warning.

At the same time, give Yan Zhenbei a free kick.

Seeing that he had received a yellow card, Magic Flute was speechless, "What does this mean? He kicked someone alone, so why not give him a yellow card?"

"There is no evidence to prove that he kicked someone, but you pushed someone, it's very obvious!"

Magic Flute was speechless, "Okay, throw away the garlic, I will remember it!"

"Hmm, remember me a lot, then I will take a free kick!"

Yan Zhenbei runs up, kicks, and shoots!

boom!

Like a cannon again, it pierced through the goal directly, and the goalkeeper also didn't react at all.

Three to one!

Xu Sanli was about to die of anger, "Nimma, you bastards, how do you play football, don't you know how to play?"

He was about to die of anger. These idiots, with so many drugs, couldn't even kick them.

So much money, and I was kicked one to three.

Are you still human?

Even if I beat the pigs, the pigs can beat you better, believe it or not?

It doesn't matter if he loses this game, but it means he lost to Qin Hao twice in a row.

This is the most embarrassing thing!

"Boss Xu, calm down!"

Qin Hao glanced at him, feeling in a good mood.

The Magic Flute continued to kick off the ball, and was poured two goals. The Magic Flute felt that his mentality had collapsed.

How can the country Z football be as unbearable and weak as it is said in the world?

Obviously so strong that he would die!

These forwards are among the top forwards in the world.

Such a strong person has never even played for the national team.

Shady, big shady!

Magic Flute said that these people were very wronged and could not even play in the national team.

But this is not the issue to consider now. He is kicking off now, and just about to pass the ball, the ball was cut off by Yan Zhenbei again.

"Thank you!" Yan Zhenbei said with a smile to the magic flute.

The Magic Flute was about to vomit blood, "Give me back my ball!"

"You want it, here it is!" Yan Zhenbei gave the ball to the magic flute, and the magic flute stepped on the ball, feeling that it was not a ball, but a bomb.

"Why did you give it to me?" He asked weakly.

"Don't you want it? I'll give it to you, and then I'll take it back!" Yan Zhenbei said.

Magic Flute: "???"

He felt that his reputation had been greatly insulted. This kind of guy actually insulted me so openly, this bastard.

"You wait for me, I must shoot!" He said angrily.

"You continue!" Qin Hao spread his hands, he didn't like this world famous midfielder.

He started to dribble, and when he was dribbling, Yan Zhenbei started to defend.

Magic Flute feels that Yan Zhenbei is very difficult to deal with. His defense is very clean, but it is disgusting and very uncomfortable.

He wants to make small movements, but all the cameras are staring at him, and once he makes small movements, they will be magnified.

Yan Zhenbei said in a low voice: "Can't take it anymore, is this you, the real strength of the magic flute?"

Magic Flute: "."

"What do you mean?"

Yan Zhenbei said: "You are like this and you still claim to be a world-renowned midfielder. Isn't it a shame?"

"You just wanted to come to us to retire and make money, right?"

"But did you find out that you were wrong, the fame of the first life will soon be lost at the end of the festival!"

"Hey, this is a world-renowned midfielder!"

Hearing Yan Zhenbei's words, Modi was so angry that he pushed him away, ready to go up and beat someone up.

"Shh!"

There was a burst of boos from the stands, this guy is really imposing, he defends so cleanly, you can't bear it, you have to push him.

The referee was also speechless, but he still gave Modi a foul and gave Yan Zhenbei a free kick.

At this time, Yan Zhenbei kicked the ball out, and everyone attacked aggressively.

At this time, the Hengtai team had already lost their heart, no matter how expensive the potion was, and how strong they were, they had no intention of fighting, and in the end, they lost one to seven.

As for Yan Zhenbei, it is also the five qi dynasty yuan, and one person earns five yuan alone.

Become the brightest star in tonight's game!

(End of this chapter)