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Chapter 868

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    "Motor, he lived up to the expectations of the fans of St. Brittany. Under heavy pressure, he scored an equalizer goal. He helped St. Brittany reverse the situation!"

    The live commentator shouted loudly.

    The St. Brittany fans even jumped up from their seats one by one, shouting and cheering.

    The extinguished fireworks on the East Stand were ignited again, and the whole stand roared as if a hurricane had passed through.

    In the field of competition, Mottoer ran wildly to celebrate.

    During the period, he was still facing Roquel from a distance, with both index fingers stretched out.

    You one!

    Me alone!

    Now it's even!

    This goal made Mottoer's previous depression disappear.

    The fans at the scene began to call Mottoer's name frantically.

    The latter also raised his hands in great enjoyment.

    At this moment, the entire King's Stadium was extremely lively like an erupting volcano.

    Slanka got up from the ground, and he had tried his best to interfere with Mottoer, but this guy's physical fitness was simply a monster, and he couldn't push it at all.

    There are no worthless men under the great name.

    This guy's 100 million worth is not all speculation.

    "Sorry! I didn't pay attention!"

    Manny came over and blamed himself a little.

    Nor would it have been the case if he had stalked Mottoer in the first place.

    Slanka shook his head and said, "This is the striker's responsibility!"

    After finishing speaking, he shouted towards the front; "Hey! Don't play slack, look! We were scored!"

    Hearing this, the forwards looked slightly embarrassed.

    The attack just now was indeed a bit aggressive.

    Especially Ranier, he initiated this goal, and knowing that Habr was pressing forward, he still followed it instead of choosing to fill in.

    This made Hoffenheim as a whole out of touch and gave Saint-Brittany a chance to fight back.

    Habr walked past Ranie with a gloomy face, without saying a word.

    Ranie said awkwardly; "Hey! I"

    Habr turned his head and yelled angrily; "For the last time, if you do this, whether you are the captain or not, believe it or not, I will beat you!"

    Ranier shrank his neck.

    &#24378&#29306&#32&#98&#120&#119&#120&#46&#99&#111&#32&#35835&#29306&#12290 Although Habur usually has a good temper, he looks calm and calm.

    Once this guy explodes, he doesn't care about anything.

    He could really punch someone on the field.

    Leo also came over, patted Ranie on the shoulder and said, "Everyone makes mistakes, but your mistake is too low-level!"

    Ranier was a little injured.

    Even Leo was like this, he didn't dare to see what other people could claim.

    He carefully glanced at the sidelines, then turned back immediately.

    He saw that Steven had already rushed to the sideline, baring his teeth and claws and spraying furiously towards the field.

    That expression is terrifying.

    Even if he couldn't hear what he was shouting, Ranier could feel the firepower of the opponent.

    "St. Brittany equalized the score. Now that the two sides have returned to the starting line, the situation of the game will also be confusing."

    "This is the game in Group A, and the ending will never be guessed! When everyone thought that Saint-Brittany had no chance, Mottol scored a wonderful goal with a beautiful defensive counterattack!"

    "Of course, Ranier's lack of supplementary defense is also the key to this result!"

    After the narrator's comments were over, the game restarted.

    Varim kicks off.

    After just 12 minutes, Hoffenheim kicked off again in midfield.

    This time, Hoffenheim was obviously a lot more cautious.

    They did not rush to attack, but continued to pass the ball.

    Saint Brittany continued the tactics of the second half. While focusing on defending Roquel, they also tried their best to build a complete defensive network.

    At this time z.com Zhang Si.  Hoffenheim is patiently looking for opportunities.

    In 64 minutes, Hoffenheim launched an attack again, and it was Leo who created an opportunity by breaking through.

    But at the last moment, Varim failed to touch the ball and was cleared by the opponent's defender.

    However, this clearing ball happened to fall in front of the St. Breton winger Romande in the frontcourt. Romande easily pickedThe ball went down the sidewalk and finally crossed.

    Still looking for Mottoer.

    Mottoer takes off.

    But this time, Manny and Slanka defended him strictly, and Manny pushed the ball out before the opponent.

    But at this time, the Saint-Brittany players have kept up and controlled the Hoffenheim rib area.

    After two passes, St. Brittany passed the ball back and looked for another chance.

    St. Brittany slowly found the feeling of playing football.

    On the other side, the Hoffenheim players frowned.

    Saint Breton obviously played better than in the first half. Did they adapt to Hoffenheim's rhythm?

    No!  It should be said that this is their strength, but they failed to fully display it in the first half.

    Therefore, Group A cannot underestimate any team.

    Ranier trotted through midfield, his head bobbing from side to side and his eyes constantly rolling.

    He is observing every pass of Saint-Brittany, trying to find patterns.

    Of course, there is no absolute law in football, but the transmission of each area has certain laws.

    Just like Hoffenheim, when advancing from one area to another, there are always a few players who have to step forward to respond.

    And this connection point is also the connection point. Ranie is looking for this connection point and intends to destroy it.

    After looking for a long time, he finally saw some brows.

    Milek, Saint-Brittany's midfielder.

    There is no so-called core midfielder in Saint-Brittany, and there is a high probability that the midfielder will do the dirty work.

    However, when the ball is played in midfield, Saint-Brittany seems to like to find this player named Milek.

    Make big z.com make owls.  When Ranie saw this, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and immediately touched it quietly.

    "St. Brittany's rhythm is up, they finally know how to play the game, not as chaotic as they were in the first half!"

    "Perhaps it was Mottoer's goal that gave them some encouragement. We can see that it was obviously a game, but St. Brittany was like a different person in the first and second half."

    "Saint Brittany is still pouring the ball from the backcourt, they are very patient, but they should also try to pass the ball forward, oh~~ Milek retreated, is he going to catch the ball? Sure enough, the ball passed to  Milek, what will he do" The French commentator paused, and then exclaimed: "Be careful!!!¡ª¡ª"

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    Milek retreated. Before he retreated, he observed left and right, but no one followed.

    Only then did I feel relieved to catch the ball.

    Seeing Milek drop back to catch the ball, the defender also passed the ball.

    Just when Milek was about to stop the ball, a foot popped out from the left.

    Whose feet?

    what?

    "Ragne!! Beautiful steal!!"

    At this time z.com Zhang Si.  Milek didn't react, but the ball was pushed out by the opponent's toes.

    It just happened to land in front of Leo not far away.

    Leo started immediately, he would not waste this good opportunity.

    Lei Ao directly picked up the ball and entered the penalty area.

    Here is very close to the opponent's goal, he can act recklessly.

    Seeing Leo enter the penalty area, the Saint Breton defenders panicked.

    They hurried up to block it.

    Leo dialed the ball to the left, and the opposing defender also moved to the left.

    But in the next second, Leo dunked the ball heavily.

    The ball pulls away the gap on the left three positions away from Leo, where the defense is open and the vision is wide, and you can directly see the opponent's goal.

    &#24378&#29306&#32&#112&#100&#100&#120&#115&#119&#46&#99&#111&#109&#32&#35835&#29306&#12290 and a figure slapped the horse, and the fans only saw the back  The big '4', he swung his right leg high and slammed it hard.

    The shot was powerful and heavy, and directly hit the opponent's goalkeeper's palm, but due to too much force, he dropped his hand, and then continued to fly diagonally backwards, hanging in the net on the right.

    "goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal!!!!"

    Make big z.com make owls.  "Ragne!! A beautiful goal!!!"

    "Die sin and meritorious deeds! From stealing to shooting, this goal belongs to Ranier's salvation!"

    "Come on! We're ahead again!!!"

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