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Chapter 597 "Exploding" Azadi (3)

"2:0!"

"Liaodong team, Liaodong team scores another goal!"

Inside the Longvision studio.

Sun Shengping and the other three jumped up.

"They overcame the disadvantages and used a precise counterattack to penetrate the opponent's goal again!" Zhang Lu raised his arms and shouted.

"This is the Liaodong team of the Dragon Kingdom. You can always believe in the Liaodong team, and you can always believe in Qin Feng!"

Han Qiao was the most excited among the three, "At the foot of the distant snow-capped mountains in Tehran, the Dragon Country team led 2:0, and the Iranians couldn't lift their four fingers!"

at the same time.

The fans in front of all the TV sets in Longguo were also cheering to celebrate the Liaodong team's goal.

Wang Xunsheng and Sun Fenglin had already put their arms around each other's shoulders, and Li Wenkang and others went straight to blow away the entire bottle of beer, burping and laughing.

Tehran Azad Stadium.

After scoring, Ibrahimovic stood up with his arms raised and raised his fingers like Xu Bo who scored before.

only this time...

The fingers became two!

Ibrahimovic waggled two fingers and ran to the south stand where Iran's die-hard fans gathered.

The other Liaodong players also followed suit again, gritting their teeth and raising two fingers high.

Now Iranian fans, no matter how stupid they are, understand.

The fingers raised by the people of the Dragon Kingdom were recording their goals!

Think of the eight fingers raised by the young man from the Dragon Kingdom with a hateful smile before the game...

Is the Dragon Country team saying that they want to score eight goals here? !

He was just stunned for half a second.

Boom.

The Iranian fans in the stands suddenly erupted. Everyone jumped up, stared and yelled. Looking at the ferocious expressions, they wanted to tear apart the Liaodong players not far away.

What happened when we were 2 goals behind?

In the Dragon Kingdom, didn’t the Iranian team always fall behind by 2 goals, and in the end, didn’t they still score 4 goals in a row, making you lose your temper?

Want to score 8 goals in Tehran Azad?

It is absolutely impossible to recite the Quran 1000 million times!

A group of Iranian fans were so excited that they raised four fingers at the Liaodong players below to fight back. If the on-site security personnel had not stopped them, they would have rushed into the field.

But this time.

Ibrahimovic, who raised two fingers under the stands, smiled.

Other Liaodong players also laughed

Being able to irritate the opponent with goals makes a group of people extremely happy.

On the other side of the field.

Qin Feng also pinched his waist and laughed, scream, scold!

Today's Liaodong team is not the Longguo national football team back then.

There are times when you Iranian fans cry!

The field game started again.

12 minute later.

The final moments of the first half.

The Liaodong players ran to the south stand again.

This time, everyone raised 3 fingers!

The goal was scored by Zhang Xiaorui. He shot a long shot from outside the penalty area and penetrated the opponent's goal.

With the referee whistle.

The first half is over.

Dragon Kingdom Liaodong team leads Iran Esteghlal 3:0!

Go back to the locker room.

Everyone could not hide their excitement.

"I said, you can always trust Zlatan!" Ibrahimovic grinned widely.

"You still have to be careful about your opponent's counterattack in the second half!" Modric was still worried about the country and the people.

"We will use goals to silence the Iranian fans!" Zhang Xiaorui raised his chin and stared into the narrow window.

The sound of singing and shouting rumbled in directly from the transom.

The 10 Iranian fans in the stands did not give up the game and cheered for the home team in their own way.

"Xiao Rui is right!"

Qin Feng and Cruyff walked into the locker room together, "Responding to the opponent's insults with goals is the best way to solve problems on the court!"

He stepped forward and patted Zhang Xiaorui on the shoulder.

"The first half was good, keep up the good work in the remaining 45 minutes!"

Qin Feng clapped his hands vigorously to everyone and said loudly: "Liaodong team..."

"Always move forward!" A group of Liaodong players responded loudly, and the roar even drowned out the voices of 10 fans coming in from outside the locker room.

Cruyff also came up and encouraged everyone with a smile and began to lay out tactics.

The content is nothing special.

To sum it up, it’s still what I said before the game started, attack with all your strength!

A group of players also shouted that 3 goals were not enough and were still far from 8 goals. Today, Iranian fans must take back four fingers.

Qin Feng leaned in the corner of the locker room and smiled happily.

The second half of the game begins.

All Liaodong players did not disappoint Qin Feng.

Just as soon as the ball was kicked off.

They faced the curses of all the Iranian fans and launched a crazy attack on Estragger.

Midfielder Modric holds the ball.

He cooperated with Zheng Zhi, Zhang Xiaorui and Ibrahimovic three times in a row, and broke into the front right side of Estrager's penalty area.

The opposing defensive player just came up to him.

Modric flicked his ankle and the football rushed to the right baseline.

Xu Bo, who came up from behind him, followed up at high speed and made a cross.

A half-high ball with a huge arc.

The football bypassed the dense crowd in the Estrager penalty area and flew backwards.

Xu Shengqin rushed in from outside the penalty area and met the ball with a volley.

The football suddenly changed direction and hit the goal. The huge force caused the net to swing high.

too close.

"Iran's number one goalkeeper" Brumander had no time to lift his hand and could only watch the football go into the net.

4: 0!

The game progressed to the 49th minute.

The Liaodong team leads Estrager 4:0 in the away game!

"Ugh……"

The Iranian fans in the stands held their heads, stared and opened their mouths in disbelief. They also lamented for the first time in this game.

After scoring the goal, Xu Shengqin, like the others before him, raised four fingers and rushed to the south stand.

The rest of the Liaodong team members quickly followed.

Liaodong team coaching bench.

Qin Feng also jumped up.

If we say 3:0 is not reliable yet.

The current score of 4:0 gives him reassurance.

Qin Feng has this confidence. The Liaodong team leads 4:0 and there is no way the Iranian team can make a comeback.

And this score...

Qin Feng smirked.

He walked out of the coaching bench and faced the stands behind him, just like the Liaodong players at the other end of the court.

Hold up four fingers high!

The Iranian fans in the stands noticed Qin Feng's operation and pointed at him and cursed loudly.

But this time, four of the Iranian fans’ fingers were missing before the game started!

Now it is the Iranian team that is 4 goals behind. If we compare four fingers again, aren't we just laughing at our own people?

With this mentality.

The curses of the Iranian fans were not as loud as before and sounded weak.

Qin Feng smiled even more happily when he saw this.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the bright red flag in the corner of the west stand, secretly clenching his fists.

"4:0!"

"Liaodong team leads 4:0!"

In the LongTV studio, Sun Shengping slapped the table and shouted!

"The Liaodong team lets their goals speak for themselves. The Iranians can no longer be arrogant. They no longer dare to show four fingers to the Liaodong team!"

Zhang Lu also laughed excitedly.

"If you take mine, give it back to me; if you eat mine, give it to me and spit it out!"

Han Qiaozheng's face turned red, he pumped his fist and shouted, "The Iranian fans have tasted the feeling of being humiliated. The four fingers of Chairman Qin Feng and all the Liaodong players were like an iron palm hitting their faces, and they were slapped hard." Iranian fans have stars in their eyes and don’t know where they are..."

talking room.

Han Qiao is just like Qin Feng on the big screen.

Hold up four fingers high.

Sun Shengping and Zhang Lu laughed and raised their hands, shaking four fingers at the Iranian fans in the picture.

Anyway, the live broadcast is not in the studio.

The three of them shook their four fingers in celebration...

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