Chapter 488 Zheng, Remember Him

"Brother Wen, you are so interesting."

Deng Zhuoxiang was still sitting in the front row watching the game, but this time there was Huang Bowen beside him. Because he received a red card in the match against Ukraine, Huang Bowen couldn't even go to the bench and could only watch the game in the fans' gallery.

Deng Zhuoxiang's mouth is so mean, and he is still making jokes about Huang Bowen.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Renliang always felt that Deng Zhuoxiang had bad intentions. As long as this guy opened his mouth and said something incomprehensible, the next sentence would definitely make people mad.

"Brother Wen took the initiative to apply for a red card and sit in the stands in order to accompany us to watch the game. I was so moved by his loyalty."

"What are you looking for? Are you talking human language? Do I want a fucking red card?" Huang Bowen was angry and cursed on the spot. The pressure on him in the past few days has almost overwhelmed him. If the Chinese team today If he fails to qualify in the group, he will probably go crazy. But Deng Zhuoxiang, who is one year younger than him, actually dares to make such a stupid joke. Can he stand it?

"Brother Wen, I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch, I'm wrong, okay? I just want to make you happy, not to make you angry..."

"Fuck, then change your lines. I'm so angry when I mention that now."

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"Just this idiot?" Zheng Zhi stood behind Dong Fangzhuo and glanced at the white Spanish No. 18.

"Well, what?" Dong Fangzhuo didn't have a good impression of Fabregas either. Zheng Zhi said he wanted to deal with him. He didn't have any impression, just don't cheat the whole team.

"Such a look does deserve a beating. It seems like he doesn't know Cisse's story." Zheng Zhi shrugged and said calmly.

"..." Two months ago, the Chinese national team played a friendly match with the French national team. Zheng Zhi accidentally disabled Cisse in the game, making Cisse unable to participate in the World Cup in Germany. Dong Fangzhuo did not play in this game at that time. , he only found out later.

"I think I'd better go say hello to him, haha." Dong Fangzhuo's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and he walked towards Fabregas.

The war is coming, but he still wants to take it easy...

"Hey Francisco,"

"Huh?" Fabregas glanced at Dong Fangzhuo suspiciously, wondering why this guy would greet him.

"You know that Liverpool's Cisse didn't come to compete, right?"

"Cisse... isn't he injured?"

"Yes, do you know who the guy who hurt him is? Let me introduce you to him."

Ward Fake?

Dong Fangzhuo's voice was so loud that the entire Spanish team players heard it. Cisse is Liverpool's main striker. Everyone plays for a wealthy club, so how could they not know about Cisse.

Hearing that Cisse's injury was caused by a Chinese player, Reyes, who was behind Fabregas, felt a chill in his heart.

"Zheng, remember him." Dong Fangzhuo patted Fabregas on the shoulder and pointed at Zheng Zhi specifically.

Zheng Zhi looked straight ahead with a serious expression, looking a little murderous.

"He'll take good care of you during the game."

After saying that, Dong Fangzhuo walked away triumphantly, and then Reyes whispered into Fabregas's ear.

"I heard that Cisse's calf was directly broken by the tackle.

He was lying there for at least ten months, that guy was terrible. "

"..."

At this moment, Fabregas's heart finally became cold, and he subconsciously glanced at Zheng Zhi secretly...

Needless to say, Dong Fangzhuo's calculation was very smooth and left a little shadow.

"What the hell, it's a pity that I can't play, otherwise I'll make him cry." Ramos appeared behind them at some point and gritted his teeth as he combed his hair into a slippery shape.

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"Dear viewers and fans, welcome to the live broadcast of the World Cup brought to you by CCTV. The match we are broadcasting today is the match between China and Spain in the third round of Group H of the World Cup."

"The qualifying situation in Group H is relatively clear. Spain has won both games and has the right to qualify. As long as it does not lose, it will be first in the group. China ranks second with 4 points, Ukraine ranks third with 1 point, and Tunisia has 0 points. Fourth, Tunisia has been eliminated, and today it depends on who can advance, Ukraine or China."

"Of course, I don't think Spain needs to work too hard. Although they are playing as a substitute, if there are three advantages and two shortcomings..."

Zhang Lu analyzed.

"Not working hard? I thought so too, but after reading an interview with Cesc Fabregas, I thought it was impossible. Cesc Fabregas said that he must eliminate the Chinese team. This kid is probably playing at Arsenal. "I was abused a lot by Xiao Dong when I was playing football..." Huang Jianxiang teased Cesc Fabregas, "The depression at Arsenal was brought to the national team by him."

"Well...just go all out. Who is afraid of whom? It's not like there are no strong players in the Chinese team, hehe." Zhang Lu shrugged, looking indifferent.

"If you are not afraid of death, just let your horse come over!"

"However, Raul starts this cup for the first time. If he scores one more goal, he can surpass Morientes, Butlateno and Hierro and become Spain's top scorer in the World Cup. The Chinese team should not let him realize this dream. Come on, Sun Jihai, it’s up to you, you can’t stand Shevchenko, Raul, you can do it, right?”

The starting lineup sent by Krauchen was exactly the same as that against Ukraine. Although Sun Jihai failed to guard Shevchenko in that game, Krauchen still believed that Sun Jihai played well and still played as the right center back in this game.

The Spanish side played with all substitutes.

Beep——

The final round of Group H matches of the 2006 World Cup in Germany has officially started, and the match between Ukraine and Tunisia also started at the same time.

In the VIP seats, the leaders of the Football Association held their laptops and kept scrolling at the scene in order to see the real-time scores between Ukraine and Tunisia in time.

After the start, the two teams played leisurely.

"In principle, there is really no need to fight hard in this game. It just depends on lighting the fuse first."

If Spain doesn't press forward, there is no need for the Chinese team to fight Spain.

But a few minutes later, Spain attacked.

It was Spanish captain Raul who led the offensive.

In the 6th minute, Spanish left back Antonio Lopez made a pass from the left, and Raul slyly deflected Sun Jihai's header 8 meters in front of the goal.

One minute later, Reyes used his speed to eat up Zhao Xuri and passed low from the left again. Joaquin volleyed with his right foot from 18 meters in front of the goal.

"Spain's passing speed is too fast. Zhao Xuri is having a hard time defending here. Spain looks like it's going to be serious!"

2 minutes later, Joaquin went down from the right to kill Sun Xiang's pass. Reyes stopped the ball at the back point and spiked Li Weifeng. He volleyed with his right foot 9 meters in front of the goal, but the power angle was not good and was confiscated by goalkeeper Liu Yunfei.

"Spain is too strong and cannot be defended!"

"It is indeed a level better than Ukraine."

Liu Yunfei threw the ball to Zheng Zhi. Fabregas rushed up immediately and tried to prevent Zheng Zhi from dribbling the ball, but Zheng Zhi calmly handed the ball to Shao Jiayi, who immediately passed the ball straight to Mao Jianqing.

Mao Jianqing quickly buckled and pulled on the left wing, and passed Salgado gracefully!

"pretty, "

Continue to move the ball forward with your left foot.

Phew, people quickly entered the left side of Spain's penalty area. The Spaniards did not expect that Mao Jianqing was so brave and dared to play with Salgado alone.

Mao Jianqing, who entered the Spanish penalty area on the left, immediately passed the ball to the back post, and Qu Bo rushed in from the right!

Dong Fangzhuo in the middle was too guarded, so he chose to play from behind.

But Canizares attacked resolutely, pounced on the ball like a mad dog, and wrapped the ball with his body before Qu Bo!

The Chinese team's attack came to an abrupt end, and Qu Bo's outflank failed to touch the ball.

"What a pity!"

While Huang Jianxiang sighed, he saw Canizares throwing the ball forward towards Cesc Fabregas.

Fabregas looked around cautiously, then calmly stopped the ball at his feet, and then turned around calmly.

"careful!"

Iniesta shouted from the left.

late!

Zheng Zhi came from the right and shoveled firmly!

Whoosh——

Fabregas only felt a dark wind flying under his feet.

The ball is gone.

Zheng Zhi's sliding tackle was very accurate and did not touch him at all, but he always felt that Zheng Zhi's tackle was coming towards him.

Where did he come from? Fabregas couldn't believe his eyes...