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Ye Feng hit the ball first!

No foul!

Podolski stood up angrily, rushed to Ye Feng, stretched his head against Ye Feng, his face was extremely ferocious, like an enraged lion.

"Do you really want to die? Falk!"

Ye Feng was not used to Podolski's problems at all, he pushed Podolski hard with his hands, and he fell backwards uncontrollably. Although he swung his hands vigorously to maintain his balance, he was still in a mess in the end. Fucked my ass.

The nearby players from both sides rushed over immediately, separated the two, and did not give them another chance to challenge, and the referee had already rushed over to prevent the matter from becoming a big deal.

"Calm down, don't make things difficult for us!" It was not Schalke 04 players who hugged Ye Feng, but Bayern captain Van Bommel.

What Van Bommel meant was obvious, he just didn't want Ye Feng and Podolski to get into trouble.

After all, Bayern is not the German national team, and the contradictions of the German national team cannot affect Bayern.

Although they don't want to see that bastard Podolski, after all, Podolski is their teammate now. From this point of view, they have to stand on Podolski's position, and they can't let their teammates be caught by Ye Feng. Opponents" have been bullied!

Ye Feng shrugged, and said with a very innocent and indifferent look: "You saw it too, I caused the trouble?"

It was a very beautiful defense just now. No matter which league he is in, as long as the referee still judges according to the rules of football games, Ye Feng will not be sentenced to a foul.

It was Podolski who couldn't control his temper and came to trouble Ye Feng.

Fight me?

If I push you somersault, it's already restraining my temper!

Van Bommel nodded helplessly. He also knew that Ye Feng couldn't be blamed for this.

The referee finally warned Ye Feng and Podolski a few words, telling them to focus on the game and not to make small moves, and then the game resumed.

However, Ye Feng could still see resentment in Podolski's eyes, and even seemed to have a fierce light flashing.

Smiling contemptuously, Ye Feng didn't mind the wild dogs on the side of the road looking at him like this.

Want to bite me?

Believe it or not, I will kill you first!

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0134 Are you cheating on me?

The overall confrontation is not too fierce. After all, this is not a Munich derby, nor is it a Ruhr derby. The relationship between Schalke 04 and Bayern is considered to be very good in the Bundesliga. Naturally, there is no need to play to death.

But on this side, the confrontation between Ye Feng and Podolski was full of gunpowder, and it was like a powder keg, which could be detonated at any time.

In the 13th minute, when Podolski made a breakthrough with the ball again, Ye Feng had no time to stop it, and he was not polite. He stretched out his hand and pulled Podolski back. The ball passed, but the person did not.

This must be a foul, there is no need to wash it, and the referee immediately blew the whistle!

But the angry Podolski refused to give up, got up and rushed over to fight Ye Feng.

Tony held Podolski tightly, but felt extremely absurd in his heart.

It's just an ordinary foul. How could it be as if Ye Feng killed Podolski's family?

Ye Feng looked directly at Podolski without fear. If Podolski really dared to rush over and make a move, he would dare to... lie down...

To deal with the wicked, there is naturally a way to deal with the wicked.

Why do you have to use violence on the court?

Wouldn't it be nice to find a place where no one would put a sack and beat him up?

The referee came to Podolski and warned the Bayern striker again seriously. If Podolski still can't control his emotions, then the referee will definitely not mind Podolski showing a little color.

Bayern took a free kick, three passes and two downs, but it did not pose too much threat to Schalke 04's goal.

Subsequently, Schalke 04's offensive also came.

Rakitic organized the offense and observed the running positions of his teammates all the time. After Farfan suddenly penetrated into the ribs, he immediately passed the ball to Farfan's feet.

Farfan was leaning against Badstubel, unable to turn around and could only pass the ball back to Rakitic.

However, the two did not form a sufficient understanding at this time. Rakitic ran backwards and was not on Farfan's passing route at all.

Mistake!

The offense thus ends!

The ball rolled towards the sideline, and it seemed that no one could catch up with it. When it got out of the sideline, it became Bayern's offensive opportunity.

But at this time, a figure rushed out like a tiger, rushing towards the ball at an extremely fast speed, and everyone couldn't help but exclaimed from that persistent and tenacious sprint.

It's Ye Feng!

He didn't give up this attack, he still chased after the ball!

It seems that the chance is slim, but Ye Feng told everyone with his own speed that nothing is impossible!

The Bayern players suddenly became nervous, and Podolski, who was the closest, had to rush towards the ball. It would be fine if Ye Feng couldn't catch up. If he did catch up, he had to stop Ye Feng as soon as possible.

All eyes were on Ye Feng, his mouth was wide open, waiting nervously.

Maybe you can catch up, maybe you can't catch up, no one knows!

The distance is getting closer and closer, and everyone's hearts are raised. It may be just a sideline ball, but for some reason, they feel more nervous than watching a single-handed shot.

The ball almost rolled off the sideline, and Ye Feng and Podolski arrived at the sideline almost at the same time.

At this moment, Ye Feng was extremely calm, and the corners of his mouth even curled up slightly.

Under the inconceivable gaze of everyone, Ye Feng fell to the ground and slid the tackle, as if he was going to save the ball with a tackle and get the ball back into the court.

Although Podolski was surprised by Ye Feng's actions, he couldn't help being happy.

"It's best if you can save the ball, and then I'll just take the ball and leave!"

Podolski is ready to pick up the bargain.

However, is Ye Feng's cheap price so easy to pick up?

In the meantime, Ye Feng reached the ball back, but the hooked foot controlled the direction of the ball. The ball rolled back directly and hit Podolski's calf with incomparable accuracy. At such a close distance, Podolski had no time to react. Watching the ball bounce off his leg and then fly out of the baseline.

The air seemed to freeze!