green mercenary

Chapter 287 The Breakthrough of the Brazilian Team

"Huh? Give me this set now?" Dewey was stunned for a moment, without further ado, he reached under Zhang Yaokun's knees and hugged Princess Zhang Yaokun.

"Ah!" Zhang Yaokun was startled by Dewey's bold action as tears were still in his eyes. "Brother Wei, what are you doing? This is a stadium, and there are thousands of people watching around!"

After reacting, Zhang Yaokun hugged Dewey's neck tightly, his big shy eyes flickered.

"Hmph!" Dewey breathed heavily, and ignored his teammates in his arms.

Zhang Yaokun carefully looked at Dewey's side face, watching a drop of sweat flow from his temple, flowing down the handsome side face to the tip of his chin, and then dripping onto himself.

Zhang Yaokun couldn't help freeing up a hand, and gently wiped the sweat line just now.

"Huh?" Dewey turned his head, frowned, and stared at Zhang Yaokun in his arms.

Zhang Yaokun was so ashamed that he quickly closed his eyes, held his index finger in his mouth, and pretended to be a baby waiting to be fed.

Seeing Zhang Yaokun's appearance, Dewey sighed, "Look at you, how can you look like the main full-back of the National Youth League? More like an ostrich with its head buried in a sandpit!"

"Hey, it's salty!" Zhang Yaokun knew Dewey had calmed down when he heard Dewey's tone. "Brother Wei, it's my fault, I'm too selfish, I didn't think of our team, I didn't think of everyone"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's good to know it's wrong!" Dewey hated iron for steel.

Then he glanced at Zhang Yaokun who was in his arms, the other party's handsome face was also covered with sweat, and there were traces of constant wiping from the cuffs and shoulders on the corners of his brows and eyes.Coupled with multiple times of shoveling, the dust on the ground flew onto Zhang Yaokun's face, making Zhang Yaokun look embarrassed.

"Look at you, your face is made like a little tabby cat!" Dewey gently put Zhang Yaokun on the sidelines, and pampered Zhang Yaokun while picking the grass clippings on his head.

"Brother Wei, me, me." In this situation, Zhang Yaokun had long forgotten the thousands of fans at the scene, the game that was still going on, and the coaches and teammates who came by his side.

At this moment, in Zhang Yaokun's heart and eyes, there is only the tall and mighty Dewey left in the world, even if he abandons the whole world now, he will not regret it.

Zhang Yaokun blushed and closed his eyes gently.

However, the imaginary affectionate kiss did not happen.After putting down Zhang Yaokun, Dewey turned around and returned to the field.

After Zhang Yaokun waited for half a minute, he didn't touch the fiery red lips, but felt something stabbing him constantly.

Zhang Yaokun opened his eyes, looked at the backs of Dewey and Sun Ji, and then at Shen Xiangfu who was watching the game intently.

The only person closest to him was Sun Xiang, and Sun Xiang was holding a whole bottle of mineral water, standing two meters away from him, stabbing himself with mineral water with his arms outstretched.

"Uh Yao, Yaokun." Seeing Zhang Yaokun looking at him, Sun Xiang swallowed nervously, "Teacher, the coach asked me to give you the water."

"Hmph!" Zhang Yaokun pulled up his jersey and covered his exposed left shoulder, "Who is Yaokun calling? Who allowed you to call him so kindly?"

"Huh? Ah? Then, what's my name?" Sun Xiang stuttered in fright.

"I don't care what your name is, just don't call it so kind!" He said and opened the water in Sun Xiang's hand. "I don't want this bottle!"

"Ah? Well, then which bottle do you want?" Sun Xiang replied subconsciously, obviously his brain was immersed in the last question.

"I want the bottle Wei Ge didn't finish during the intermission!" Zhang Yaokun puffed his cheeks and said.

"Ah! Ah? Then how do I know which bottle it is?" Sun Xiang was a little dazed.

"I don't know if you should hurry to find it?" Zhang Yaokun pinched his waist and shouted at Sun Xiang with his eyes wide open.

"Oh, oh, I'll look for it right away, I'll look for it right away!" Sun Xiang hurriedly retreated in embarrassment as if he had received a pardon.

Seeing Sun Xiang being yelled away by him, Zhang Yaokun remembered his cramped calf and sat on the spot rubbing it.

Just when Zhang Yaokun was carried off by Dewey and Sun Ji just stepped onto the field.The Brazilian team on the other side of the court took the opportunity to throw the ball out of bounds and launched a fast break.

After receiving the through ball from his teammate, Baptista used his body to squeeze away the defenders around him, took the ball and strode along the sideline to the bottom line of the National Youth League.

Sun Ji and Dewey on the sidelines didn't expect that the Brazilian team would take advantage of the time difference and rushed to their own penalty area to help their teammates fill up.

Yu Tao, who was at the front, switched positions with Bai Xiaotian long ago, and retreated to his own half to defend.

Zhou Lin on the sidewalk clung to Baptista tightly and stuck behind him.

Even if he poked the ball out of bounds, Zhou Lin couldn't let the opponent pass it easily.

Baptista obviously knew that the chance was only two or three seconds, so he forcibly turned around, wiped Zhou Lin, and hurriedly kicked a pass.

"Brazil's cross!" Huang Jianxiang roared softly.

"The pass was rushed and the ball was not kicked."

"Gao Ming intercepted the ball with his lower abdomen, and immediately chose his big foot to clear the siege."

The ball hit Gao Ming's appendix and fell to the ground.

However, there were no Brazilian offensive players within two meters of Gao Ming, so everyone watched him swing his legs at the ball that bounced off the ground, aimed and made a clearance.

It wasn't until the ball was kicked out of the penalty area by Gao Ming's big feet that the Brazilian players reacted and looked back to their own half.

However, Bai Xiaotian did not "watch helplessly" Gao Ming's rescue like everyone else.When the ball bounced on him, Bai Xiaotian rushed forward immediately.

Seeing Bai Xiaotian start, Qu Bo on the right also started to accelerate.

In this short period of one second, the frontcourt and backcourt players of the Brazilian team were out of joint.

Bai Xiaotian looked at the ball flying in the air, ran to the landing point, turned sideways in the air, and stopped the ball under his feet with his chest.

Brazilian midfielder Fabio took the opportunity to come behind Bai Xiaotian, used his body and legs to firmly support Bai Xiaotian's midfielder, and then pulled Bai Xiaotian's jersey with his hand to prevent Bai Xiaotian from turning around.

However, what Fabio didn't expect was that Bai Xiaotian didn't choose to turn around immediately after stopping the ball.Instead, he raised his left foot abruptly, raised it to almost ninety degrees, and then swung it back quickly.

The moment Bai Xiaotian touched the ball with the heel of his left foot, the ball was like a ignited flying monkey, slipping through Fabio's wicket and heading towards the Brazil team's backcourt.

"What?" Fabio obviously didn't react, and subconsciously turned his head to the left, looking for the whereabouts of the ball.

Bai Xiaotian took the opportunity to turn to the right, get rid of Fabio's pull, and strode forward.

In an instant, the ball overtook Qu Bo, who had just surpassed Bai Xiao by a few steps, and rolled towards the direction he was heading.

Without the obstruction of the ball, Qu Bo, who was running without the ball, increased his speed to the maximum at the first time, and used the fastest speed to get rid of the only defender beside him - Andrezinho.

On the court, the Chinese with yellow skin and white jerseys ran ahead, and the Brazilians with black skin and yellow jerseys chased after them.

"Okay! Bai Xiaotian's good pass! Come on, Qu Bo!" Zhang Yaokun snatched the half bottle of water handed over by Sun Xiang, and shouted after gulping a few mouthfuls.

"Fack!" Andrezinho sighed again for Qu Bo's speed.Until then, he finally understood that it wasn't that Qu Bo couldn't speed up and kill himself, but used acting to paralyze himself and his teammates.

Now, the defender closest to Qu Bo is his own, and he must prevent Qu Bo from passing the ball after receiving the ball no matter what.

(End of this chapter)