I am Crazy About Money in Football

Four hundred and eighth, why don't you die!

This ultra-long-distance heavy artillery shot made the whole world seem to freeze.

No one thought that in the first minute of the game, Ye Feng would bombard Turkey's goal in such a way.

There is no reason to speak!

It's that brutal!

The ball really flew straight towards the Turkish goal like a cannonball, and the roar of artillery fire shook everyone's hearts.

No Turkish player can do that, all they can do is catch the ball passing through and when they look back, they can only pray to God that the ball goes to the stands instead of going into their goal.

Turkish goalkeeper Urkan was already trembling. For him, what he greeted was not Ye Feng's shot, but the god of death from hell.

To be reasonable, shouldn't it be a floating and high lob in the midfield?

Who the hell has seen a powerful heavy artillery from the midfield?

How hard are your toes?

Urkan strongly suggested that the relevant departments should dissect Ye Feng to see how he is different from humans.

Anyway, he is now helpless by Ye Feng's shot.

But just when Urkan was in despair, there was a loud bang, the ball had hit the goal crossbar accurately, and bounced high into the sky, but the goal kept buzzing and trembling, as if telling own fear.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, their faces full of horror.

No one thought that when the Turkish goalkeeper had given up, the Turkish goal stood up at this moment and saved the world.

Ye Feng's heavy artillery hit the goal frame!

At this moment, the whole world is exclaiming in disbelief.

Ye Feng didn't show any regrets, didn't hug his head, didn't feel reconciled, as if everything was within his expectation.

There was still only that malicious smile on his face.

That's right, he really doesn't mind if the goal goes in or not.

He was just saying hello to Turkey, that's all!

He thinks he is a reasonable person, when an opponent appears in front of him, there should be a process of courtesy first and then attack.

It's as if every time he defends the opponent's core player, he unreasonably puts the opponent to the ground first...

This is how he greets you!

Of course, it's not his concern as to whether other people can accept his way of greeting.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng's calm and calm appearance, and couldn't help being terrified. It felt like a perverted murderer in front of him. When he was holding a knife to kill, but there was a contented and happy smile on his face, which made people shudder.

As for the Turkish goalkeeper Urkan, he almost peed at this time!

He really wanted to yell at Ye Feng, but he felt a little weak and couldn't stand up!

Made!

Why don't you die!

I would rather let you score a goal than let you scare people like this!

This rock-shattering goal frame is more heart-shattering than a goal.

So frightening!

Facing Ye Feng for the first time, Urkan finally realized the helplessness of those top goalkeepers in world football when facing Ye Feng.

There is really no way!

Urkan swears, if any goalkeeper can completely block Ye Feng's shot, then I, Urkan, would like to call him the strongest...

At this time, the German players on the field were also stunned by Ye Feng's most terrifying heavy artillery, their faces full of disbelief.

They couldn't help but sympathize with Turkey. Facing such an inhuman Ye Feng, they were so pitiful!

You're crazy!

You know what, my heart is about to pop out!

Can you bastard stop scaring us like this!

Just do it, you bastards!

The teammates ravaged Ye Feng's head, and each of them was more excited than Ye Feng, as if they were already celebrating a goal!

But at this time, Ye Feng had already fixed his eyes on Hiddink on the sidelines, with a strong sense of provocation in his eyes.

Didn't you say Turkey could win?

Come on, let me see how you win!

Are you satisfied with this greeting?

Hiddink noticed Ye Feng's eyes, he was extremely angry but helpless.

Ye Feng's heavy shot, not to mention the Turkish players, even had a huge impact on him, the head coach, and it was a big blow to Turkey's morale.

If the two teams come and go, even if Turkey is suppressed by Germany, they may not have much psychological fluctuations.

But now, facing Ye Feng's unreasonable attack, they have no way to deal with it, which is too shocking.

Strictly speaking, Turkey's strength is definitely not weak. In fact, it is not as good as the German team, and it also has certain competitiveness in European football.

But the question now is, so what about your strength?

Ye Feng doesn't care how strong you are, he doesn't need to think about these things at all, his offensive method makes it impossible for you to play out no matter how strong you are.

What's more, the strength of Turkey is not as good as Germany!

So what are they going to do to win the German team?

Could it be that in the future, relying on Ozil who has become a Turkish citizen, they will be able to compete with the German team?

Even Hiddink himself knew that this was just wishful thinking!

He already regretted his blind self-confidence a bit. He thought he had a chance of winning against the German team, so he had a pre-match talk.

But if Turkey was bloody massacred by the German team in this game, his remarks before the game would turn into slaps on his face one after another, until he was slapped into a pig's head.

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The Turkish players finally recovered from the shock, but there was still disbelief in their eyes.

Turkey took the goal kick, the ball flew high into the field, and Turkey was ready to attack.

The big Altintop caught the little pig behind him, jumped high, and headed towards his brother Altintop Jr. The two had enough tacit understanding to complete the most exciting cooperation.

Just when little Altintop was about to receive the ball, a person suddenly jumped out from behind and intercepted the kick first.

There is no doubt that this person is Ye Feng who made accurate predictions. For Ye Feng, thinking like this is as easy as everyday food.

Little Altintop was not reconciled to losing the ball, and very tacitly joined hands with Big Altintop to pinch Ye Feng back and forth, trying to complete a counter-robber to kill Ye Feng's fast break in place.

But the two of them seem to have forgotten that Ye Feng always has one of his best nirvana skills, which is to protect the ball on the spot and get rid of it after stealing.

I saw Ye Feng's buttocks suddenly arched back, pushing little Altintop, who wanted to fight him physically from behind, to the side.

In the next second, he stepped on the ball with his right foot and turned around, lightly wiped the big Altintop who was rushing forward, and escaped from the pincer attack of the two unscathed.

All the fans couldn't help admiring this coherent combination of strength and technology to protect the ball and get rid of it.

No matter how many times they have seen it, they still find it incredible!

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