Green Life

The fourth referee lowered his head and manipulated the electronic sign, typed "7" on it, then walked to the sidelines and raised it high.

Although the Spaniards were still celebrating, regular time came to an end without stopping.

"Seven minutes of stoppage time", Huang Jianxiang's voice sounded again, with an inexplicable feeling, maybe it's a pity, England is only 7 or 8 minutes away from ending the game.

Unfortunately, things backfired.

Spain is indeed not that easy to beat, and England can push them to this point, which is pretty good.

"If there is no accident, the game may have to wait until overtime to decide the outcome," he continued.

The English players in the penalty area raised their heads when they heard Mark Qin's questioning, with complex expressions, unwilling, unwilling, still unwilling, just a few minutes away!

They are so close to that trophy, even within reach, how can this kind of script be staged?

"We were equalized, and the game is not over yet," Ma Keqin's voice didn't even have a trace of fluctuation, "If we don't want to be reversed by the lore and go back crying, you better cheer up."

He glanced back at the Hercules Cup, "The game still has a few minutes, or dozens of minutes, and if it doesn't work, there will be a penalty kick. If we can overtake, they will be eligible to equalize."

"But now is not the time for remorse!"

The English celebrities in the stands couldn't hide the great disappointment on their faces. They were all ready to cheer.

But no ifs, no buts, your best bet is to accept reality, don't rely on luck!

Bosque made another big move, Torres stood on the sidelines, and Capdevila, who had just returned from celebrating, took a look at the substitution card that had been raised again, and ran off the field!

"Bosque replaced a defender! Torres was replaced, and the old coach showed his fangs at the last moment!" Huang Jianxiang said incredulously!

Harvey retreats, 3232 formation!

Capello was nervous for a while, should he change to 5 defenders? But who? No one can change!

Mark Qin and the English players on the field all stared at each other, and even the air began to thicken.

They want to settle the fight in regular time!

The England fans in the stands all stood up,

They no longer have the patience to sit down for even a minute, they are worried that they may fall into the abyss at any time!

Eyes full of longing, fear, and nervous trembling!

The Spanish fans were boiling like waves, and the shouts of one wave after another stimulated the matadors who ran wildly on the field and pressed like a rainbow.

Like huge red waves, they slammed into the white embankment that seemed to be cracked instantly after kick-off. From their point of view, it was already crumbling and vulnerable!

The ball was passed back layer by layer, and the Spaniard pursued layer by layer until it was passed back to Joe Hart.

Mark Qin didn't even have time to run back to respond, and at least 7 players from Spain rushed into England's half.

"Spain's attack is really crazy, they want to kill the game, can England stand it?" Huang Jianxiang shouted, and this is also the question in most people's minds!

I don't know if England can stand it, but Joe Hart couldn't stand it first. The two forwards and three attacking midfielders rushed up to press quickly, which directly made him kick his feet.

He didn't have time to observe the teammates in front of him who could respond to his pass, so he could only choose this safest way.

"Roar", Spain's red was completely crazy in the stands. Pique pressed Rooney and pushed the ball back. Harvey retreated to catch the ball, turned around and handed it to Cesc Fabregas in front.

This Spanish competition is full of experience and has reached full maturity. They know that this is the most vulnerable time for England, and the continuous pressure is more likely to make them panic and make mistakes.

Bobby Charlton clenched his palm unconsciously, very hard. If he was overtaken at this time, it would be a lore. "Boys, hold on," he murmured.

"Tackling, time-consuming, time-consuming", Capello has completely lost his demeanor, and kept shouting loudly towards the field, the situation is on the verge of getting out of control.

Spain's momentum is too strong, and it puts too much pressure on the English players. To him, 7 minutes is like a slow life, and he urgently needs to let England take a break.

But Spain will not give them this chance.

Wave after wave of attack!

"Cesc Fabregas, quickly pass it to David Silva who cuts in from the right, walks inside, Barry comes up, Xavi, Xavi, send the ball over the top to the penalty area...", Lineker yelled Dao said that they had just recovered from the frustration of being equalized before they had to face the stormy sea.

Villa swished out between the two central defenders, looked back at the ball, jumped up and hit the goal with a shake of his head!

"Joe Hart... hoo...", Lineker couldn't help exclaiming. Fortunately, the ball given by Harvey was a little high. In Joe Hart's arms.

"Oh..." Countless England fans covered their eyes in fright just now, and they didn't dare to watch this scene, for fear that they would be killed by Spain!

"Oh, it's so dangerous." Zhan Jun also jumped, Villa held his head in regret, and Joe Hart's heart was pounding, as if it was going to pop out of his throat.

He holds the ball tightly, like holding the closest baby. If time permits, he would rather never let go until the end of the game.

"Joe! Quick!", a sudden shout pierced his eardrums, his eyes searched for focus, and a white figure was waving wildly at him on the line on the right side of the penalty area.

He hesitated for a moment, but Ma Keqin's voice had already taken on an orderly tone, and countless conditioned reflexes formed his subconscious movements, and he directly passed the ball with a low throw.

Of course Villa and Torres are not deaf, Mark Qin was in the space between them, when he heard his shout and saw the ball rolling towards Mark Qin, he immediately ran over to flank.

"Mark, catch the ball outside the penalty area, be careful... Joe Hart should be steady at this time." Lineker unnaturally used a complaining tone. In his subconscious mind, he already felt that England was about to lose. But I can't accept this kind of pain.

All England fans have not yet recovered from the great loss and fear. Seeing this scene, the first thing they think of is fear, especially when they see the red madly rushing towards the white spot that catches the ball.

"Woo", they bit their fists to lose their voices without fear.

With a straight kick with his right foot, the ball obediently passed over Torres' head and flew directly to Johnson on the wing. Then Mark Qin immediately turned around, rushed forward frantically, and then turned his head and shouted at Johnson, "Here!"

His finger is not at the foot, but in front of Iniesta!

At this time, there was no time to hesitate. Johnson, who was on the sideline of the penalty area, immediately passed the pass obediently. As for the aftermath, it was beyond his control, nor could he manage it.

Iniesta originally wanted to block Mark Qin, but he didn't expect the ball to go directly behind him, and the number 18 in front of him was accelerating crazily.

He quickly turned around and grabbed Mark Qin's arm, trying to stop his breakthrough, but no matter how weak Mark Qin was, it was not easy for Iniesta to stop him from rushing.

Ma Keqin waved Iniesta's hand away, only the ball in his eyes, Xavi has just come up behind him, he must be faster, faster!

"Iniesta...", Lineker's heart almost twitched, because he saw that he was being overtaken and shoveled directly, but Ma Keqin flicked the ball first, and then was staggered, But he didn't fall, and continued to move forward!

Seeing that he was about to collide with Harvey, he didn't even straighten his body, and directly passed a ball from the outside of his right foot to Gerrard, who was on the right front and back on the wing.

Gerrard stood firmly against Puyol and looked at Maxine who flashed past Harvey and continued to charge forward frantically. Behind him were three red figures, Torres, Iniesta and Harvey who had just turned around.

Torres rushed towards him quickly, trying to double-team Puyol and cut off his ball. Alonso, who played as a guest central defender, also stepped forward, ready to cut off his passing route to Maxine.

There is no chance!

Gerrard gritted his teeth and didn't stop the ball. He directly dunked the ball with his left foot and passed the ball to the front of Mark Qin. The movement of being squeezed and deformed by Puyol did not guarantee the accuracy of the pass. It was still a half-high ball. .

No one expected that Ma Keqin would advance forward in such an indomitable manner at this time. Most of the Spanish team's right side were still waiting for their teammates to steal the ball and continue to attack, but they did not expect that their left side had already been broken through three lanes line of defense.

"Mark...", with still not adjusting his footsteps, Mark, who was rushing forward frantically, raised his right calf to the outside, and the outer instep was placed under the ball first, and it went straight in front of Alonso!

Alonso didn't expect that he would go straight forward without stopping the ball. By the time he wanted to turn around, it was already too late. Mark ran past him like a breeze, and there was a large space behind him!

"Mark...", "Boom...", "go...", the ball that finally broke through the center line and the white figure that was frantically pursuing finally made the commentators and fans in England realize what happened!

"Counterattack! Mark's counterattack!" Lineker screamed, and all the white stands stood up suddenly, and Capello followed the sideline straight, wishing to run along.

"Stop him, stop him", Bosque yelled for the first time regardless of demeanor!

Ahead, Yimapingchuan!

Pique in the middle circle immediately turned around, desperately chasing Mark Qin who had already passed the ball for the second time! Puyol also gave up Gerrard, chasing back crazily!

How could this be? How could this be? Spanish fans couldn't believe it.

How did he suddenly pop out?

With the sound of the wind in the wilderness, Mark Qin focused on running, only seeing the ball!

Just as Casillas rushed out of the big penalty area, he suddenly thought of something, his complexion changed drastically and he ran back quickly. When he retreated to the line of the small penalty area, he was greatly relieved, and began to apply to stare at the running figure intently.

Getting closer, Pique on the left rear, Puyol on the right rear, and Mark Qin running in a straight line, just formed an arrow towards the Spanish goal and moved forward quickly.

All the people in the rear gave up running, watching the battle of the last four people, war.

"Mark..., run", "Mark, run...", the sound waves from the stands rose violently, and the sound waves from all over England rose violently.

Shouting Capello veins exposed.

The screaming Beckham was hideous and terrifying.

Shouting Sam, Shouting Tony, Shouting Valle, Shouting Odegaard, Shouting Wozziani, Shouting Jonathan, Shouting Emin...

run, run, run...

Will it go out or not? Will it go out or not? Casillas is doing the most difficult ideological struggle in his life, and Mark Qin's lob shot is unparalleled in the world and famous all over the world!

It is no longer necessary for him to make a decision. Ma Keqin is about to run into the penalty area. He can even feel his footsteps softening slightly. It is too late to attack now.

He tried his best to charge forward to keep a good defense against the lob shot, and he was able to block the angle of the distance. Puyol, who had always trusted him all the way after chasing him, was a little at a loss. Why hasn't he come out yet?

I can't control it anymore, there are still 3 meters, 2 meters, and then he and Pique are almost at the same time, crazy flying shovels!

Ma Keqin, who kept his head up, was about to dry out the air in his lungs, his legs even began to tremble, and his body was weak, which was a sign of exhaustion.

He did intend to lob all the time, but Casillas' position dispelled his thoughts, so he could only keep running, running, running.

Looking at Cassie, who was trying his best to block his angle outside the small penalty area, he felt the flying shovel coming back from both sides at any time. During the running, it was very abrupt. The toe of his right foot exhausted the last of his body's strength and directly hit the ball. superior!

Then he couldn't control his weak footsteps anymore, and he fell to the ground directly, and the flying shovels on both sides directly hit him!

"Mark..., shoot...", "Mr. Ma..., shoot...", hundreds of millions of eyes stared at this moment, staring at this unbelievable scene.

Iker Casillas was all dead, the ball jumped out too suddenly, and went straight to his wicket. By the time he wanted to react and lower his body to close the door, it was already too late.

With a whoosh, the ball passed through his wicket quickly, and then jumped straight into the goal that everyone was looking forward to!

"Ah...g...go...goaaaaaaaaaal...", Lineker, whose voice was suddenly congested for some reason, finally roared crazily, and "boom", "boom", "boom" came from the stands The violent explosion stunned fans all over the world!

"The ball... scored... la...", Huang Jianxiang, Zhan Jun, Hao Haidong, Li Pengpeng, and Zhao Zhuona all jumped up from the live broadcast sofa at once, celebrating wildly.

Capello and Beckham, and all the people in England, their faces were flushed, they didn't even know how to react, their brains were congested and their chests exploded!

The old Bobby Charlton and Martin Peters wiped away the tears for the next time, and then hugged and shouted wildly, not like the old man who is almost 80 at all.

The Queen and Princes of England are like ordinary fans, ecstatic and uncontrollable!

"Goal...goal...goal...", at this time there is only one voice left in the world, and that is goal..., Gerrard, Rooney, Lampard..., they ran madly towards the frontcourt , to chase the boy who performed miracles.

He lay on the ground, staring straight at the ball, grinning wider and wider, and then couldn't control it anymore, he slapped the ground frantically, laughing continuously...

goal...