I am Crazy About Money in Football

Seventy-nine Don't look back!

Who wouldn't play tricks?

It's just a matter of willingness or not!

Just like swearing, anyone can do it, but whether to say it or not is just a matter of quality!

Ye Feng will not take the initiative to harm someone, but when the enemy has already pulled out a knife with a grin, there is no need to hide the Sand Eagle in your pocket.

However, Ye Feng still felt that breaking human bones was a bit bloody, so he wanted to play something more exciting.

**how?

Ozil continued to fall to the ground, but Ye Feng dodged his knee. He felt very regretful, but he didn't notice Ye Feng's raised elbow.

Puff!

Aw—————

Ozil's screams echoed throughout the sky over Schalke.

Under the horrified gazes of all the fans, Ozil clutched his buttocks, lying on the ground, twitching as if he had been stabbed several tens of centimeters in from behind by a thick baseball bat!

Ye Feng's pointed elbow completed a lore against Ozil!

S-level skills, Lv5 stamina, became Ye Feng's first self-created skills!

"I'll go, the chrysanthemums are blooming!"

"It's so terrible, are you sure it's just a football match?"

"Ozil can't beat Ye Feng, the chrysanthemums are all fucked!"

"It's too cruel, too bloody, I like it so much!"

"Presumably in the future, no matter who faces Ye Feng's defense, they will be tight..."

The fans in front of the TV were shocked and sighed. The fierce confrontation between Ye Feng and Ozil made everyone amazed.

The stadium was silent, followed by an explosion-like exclamation, playful and creepy.

terrible!

Even though it is an opponent player lying on the ground now, Schalke 04 fans feel that they should be happy, but there is a visual effect called empathy, as if something happened to them, and they can't help breaking out in cold sweat.

Needless to say, the two sides got into a scuffle again. The Bremen players kept rushing to trouble Ye Feng, while the Schalke 04 players defended Ye Feng desperately and prevented him from suffering.

Similar big scenes have appeared several times today!

The referee was very tired. He thought it was an ordinary game, but who would have thought that it would be like this.

Don't I just want to finish the game safely?

Why is it so difficult!

The match was interrupted for a long time before it resumed. Naturally, Ye Feng didn't take the card. He could have explained that he put his hands on the ground in order to avoid Ozil who was about to fall on him. He didn't expect that Ozil would get hit!

The referee's piercing eyes had already seen clearly that Ozil wanted to fuck Ye Feng, but Ye Feng found out and made a counter-kill.

Mad, both of them are so bad!

Ozil was carried to the sidelines on a stretcher, clutching his buttocks and sticking out for a long time. If Ozil hadn't insisted on refusing, the Schalke 04 team doctor might have carried Ye Feng to a hidden place to check the asses!

Do you know how the anorectal department checks for hemorrhoids?

The doctor buckled the chrysanthemum with gloves!

Ozil doesn't want to be done by the team doctor, so he refuses to follow!

In fact, the team doctor always felt that Ozil's terrified expression seemed to be trying to refuse...

After a long time, Ozil returned to the field.

At this time, he looked at Ye Feng's expression, as if a cat that had just undergone a neutering operation looked at his own shit-shoveling officer.

"Are you comfortable?" When Ozil walked up to Ye Feng with negative emotions that were about to explode, Ye Feng smiled and said: "After feeling the unprecedented pleasure, do I feel that I have lived in vain for so many years?"

Ye Feng never hesitates to attack his opponents with words, especially scum like Ozil, the double attack of body and mind can maximize the damage!

"I want to die with you! I want to die with you!" Ozil no longer talked about the supreme God in his heart,

Do bad things yourself.

Ye Feng smiled contemptuously, turned and left, not forgetting to be angry with Ozil when he left.

"Do you want to fart?"

"You die a hundred times, I won't die!"

 …

Ozil, who was hit by a gun, could no longer stop his violent posture, as if his eyes were red.

At this time, there was not much time left in the first half of the game, and Bremen also entered the stage of uncontrolled acceleration, but their chaotic appearance was Schalke 04's favorite posture.

It is easy to win in chaos.

Sure enough, after an easy defense, the Schalke 04 army quickly pressed forward and launched a fierce offensive.

Rafinha made continuous breakthroughs from the right, completed a collision with Rakitic near the center line, continued to dribble the ball along the sideline, and then made a half-high pass at a 45-degree position. The ball was extremely fast.

In the middle, Kuranyi leaned tightly on Bremen central defender Mertesacker and wanted to shoot at the top. However, the ball was punched out by the Bremen goalkeeper who suddenly attacked.

However, Bremen's crisis has not yet been resolved, and Farfan who followed up was near the landing point, facing the incoming ball and volleying angrily.

But at this moment, another figure came out, stood in the opposite direction of Farfan, and made a clearance against the ball.

The two kicked each other hard, but the ball flew up irregularly.

Farfan screamed and fell to the ground in pain with his ankle hugged. The Werder Bremen players on the opposite side seemed to be unharmed.

The ball spun and landed not far ahead, and Ozil happened to be nearby. He got the ball and ran forward, completely ignoring Farfan who had fallen to the ground behind.

There was a loud booing in the stands, which was extremely ear-piercing.

The Schalke 04 players kept waving their arms to protest the referee, why didn't they stop the game, our people were injured!

But at this time, the referee didn't seem to realize that Farfan was really injured, and still ran to Schalke 04's backcourt following Bremen's counterattack. Bremen's counterattack had already formed a situation.

All Schalke 04 fans hated their teeth itchingly, wishing they could rush into the arena, knock down the referee with three punches and two kicks, and then beat down that Özil who has no professional ethics at all. This is not enough to vent their anger in their hearts.

Ye Feng's eyes were already burning. He had underestimated Ozil's bottom line as much as possible. Now, he found that this scumbag really has no bottom line.

With the anger from every cell in his body and the urge to kill, Ye Feng turned around and rushed towards Ozil as if he had been stimulated by a bull.

Lv2 Bolt turns back!

Don't look back!

Hurry up to labor and capital!

If you can't run fast, what use does labor and capital want you?

rush!

rush!

Kill that bastard!

Every time he stepped hard on the ground, he could roll up a piece of turf, and every time he stepped on the ground, he jumped forward a lot, like a galloping horse, like a cheetah.

At this moment, Ye Feng's explosive speed shocked everyone.

Everyone suddenly discovered that Ye Feng's speed was so fast!

In the constant exclamation of everyone, the distance between Ye Feng and Ozil is getting shorter and shorter!

Finally, catch up!

Ye Feng didn't hold back any more, he made a ferocious tackle, and the huge inertia made him shovel towards Ozil in a violent manner!

Die for me!

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