football world number one

Chapter 424 That's it?

"Shhhhhhhhhhh"

When Nainggolan stood in front of the ball, boos all over the sky finally completely overwhelmed the voice of the Piacenza Expeditionary Army.

The Genoa fans who have already lost their eyes at their home court no longer care about sportsmanship. What they want to see most now is that Piacenza is constantly deflated. As for the others?fuck him!
"Shit!" Nainggolan, who was standing in front of the ball, turned around and spit, took a deep breath and then focused on the current free kick again.

"Shh!"

When the referee standing near Nainggolan blew the whistle, followed by a few short run-ups, Nainggolan kicked the football into the sky.

"Okay, Nainggolan kicked this indirect free kick, and the ball flew towards A Feng's wandering left. At this moment, his position is in the left area outside the penalty area." Liu Jianhong followed the moving ball without blinking for a moment. He watched the ball take off, saw the ball land, and watched Liu Feng unload the ball with his back before the opponent.

"Afeng unloaded the ball very easily, pulled his heel, and made a perfect turn!"

With tacit cooperation and dexterous running, Liu Feng was not caught by the Genoa players every step before he completed his turn. However, when he just turned around and was about to rush into the penalty area, in the corner of his eyes, a figure rushed from the side again.

"Ha ha."

This was Liu Feng's first reaction at the moment. He knew very well that as long as he continued his current actions, that figure would definitely put him down outside the penalty area without hesitation, but the fact was that even if he put on all his horsepower, he would definitely not be able to escape another person's full-hearted foul.

"Mota rushed towards Liu Feng at full speed! He and Harja are the players who have violated Liu Feng the most during this period..."

The hearts of Liu Jianhong and the fans have already been lifted. After the start of the second half, it was difficult for Liu Feng to pose a threat to the Genoa goal. This was not because of his decline in form, but because of the opponent's frequent fouls intentionally.

"Oh!"

On the court, as soon as Liu Jianhong finished speaking, the scene that all Piacenza people least expected to see happened again.

I saw Mota rushing towards Liu Feng from the right. When Liu Feng dribbled the ball and suddenly slowed down his advancing speed, he directly shoveled the ball towards the ball under Liu Feng's feet.

"Boom!" There was a nasty impact, and Liu Feng, who was in front of the Genoa penalty area, fell directly in the air and smashed hard on Motta who was still on the ground after the tackle. Fortunately, he was not injured in this vicious foul.

Of course, there must be someone to bear the huge force of Liu Feng's complete loss of balance and fall this time, and that is Mota who desperately watched a tall figure fall down on the ground.

That dull collision sound was naturally the sound of Liu Feng's whole body pressing on Mota's body.

"Hush! Shh! Shh!!!"

The first time this happened, the referee blew the whistle continuously. He was completely irritated by the Genoa player's unreasonable foul. Watching Liu Feng lose his balance and fall directly from the air, he directly took out the card with the brightest color from his pocket.

"Wait referee, this shouldn't be a red card!"

"Back! Everyone back! I have my own penalty standards!" Facing the Genoa players swarming forward and putting pressure, the referee directly blew his whistle to warn: "If you have any opinions on my penalty, the punished players can complain to me after the game!"

Under normal circumstances, when the referee draws out a red card, the party who is punished will often come to him first to appeal.

However, Motta, who was acting as a meat pad at this moment, obviously couldn't stand up anymore. He lay dizzy on the ground and watched the referee come to him with a red card. He just waved his hands on the ground a few times excitedly.

"Medical staff, carry him down!" Stretching out his hand to signal the Genoa team doctor to come on the field, the referee crossed Motta and drew a white arc at the foul spot: "Piacenza's frontcourt free kick!"

"Good referee."

After the referee finished drawing the line, Liu Feng, who stood aside and watched everything calmly, smiled at him: "Thank you for your strict law enforcement."

"Don't flirt with me! I'm just judging by the rules!"

The referee, who had been dazed by the chaotic game, didn't respond to Liu Feng's smile. He waved his hand, and after the Genoa team doctor rushed onto the pitch to lift Motta off after recovering from his dizziness, he directly signaled Piacenza to quickly take the free kick.

"Feng, are you okay?" Nainggolan and Cassia had already surrounded Liu Feng. After the referee arranged the free kick, they immediately focused their attention on the team's first free kick shooter: "If it's not good, you can let Claudio take the penalty."

"I'm fine, that guy acted as a cushion very well." Standing aside, Liu Feng winked at them to indicate that he was fine: "That kind of tackle is really not easy to hide."

"Alright Feng, let them see your free kick technique again!"

Cassia nodded after Liu Feng signaled that he had nothing to do, and then nodded to Liu Feng in a similar manner: "We are very clear that you will train a group of free kicks after training every day."

"Eh..." Startled by Cassia's blink, Liu Feng raised his hand and scratched his head: "Okay!"

In the 705th minute of the game, Piacenza got a direct free kick from the left side of the penalty area, and Liu Feng took the penalty.

When Liu Feng, Nainggolan and Marchisio stood in front of the ball, the deafening boos of the Genoa fans came again. After another player was sent off, everyone in the Griffin Legion almost lost their minds.

"Shh!!!"

With loud boos, the referee puffed up his cheeks and blew his whistle.

The next moment, Marchisio and Nainggolan stepped in front of free kicks one after another. Liu Feng stepped back slightly, took two steps to run up, and kicked hard on the valve core that had been positioned to face him with the entire instep.

"Oh!"

Like a roller coaster, the ball flew up to the sky after leaving Liu Feng's feet, flew over the high-jumping Genoese wall, and then began to fall instantly as if hitting an air wall. The speed was much faster than Russo's expectation.

When the ball fell to the lowest point, it had crossed the goal line.

The only ones left were the dumbfounded Genoa goalkeeper, and Liu Feng, who put his index finger to his mouth and slowly turned around towards the home fans stand.

"Hush~" There was a small hiss, as if mocking everyone in Genoa: "What Griffin Legion? That's it?"

　Chapter 1 here!The protagonist is not a saint. Players respond to each other's hostility within the scope of reasonable rules is also a highlight of football. Thank you for your support!

　　
　
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