I am Crazy About Money in Football

Three hundred and thirty-two corner flagpole face

Remember in a second【】

Seeing Ye Feng's frantic sprint to overtake, all the fans became restless.

The German fans cheered crazily, while the Spanish fans were terrified. Under Ye Feng's stimulation, they completely turned into two extremes.

But at this time, Ye Feng was embarrassed to find that Lahm's pass was too big.

Chasing desperately, pushing the speed to the limit, Ye Feng at this time has completely turned into a sports car, a sports car like a tank.

You must not let the ball go out of the baseline.

Ye Feng believed that as long as he retrieved the ball before it went out of the bottom line, he could make Spain suffer for a long time.

The Barcelona players were chasing after him. Although the speed was not as fast as Ye Feng's, the ball was flying towards the corner. They had no time to stop Ye Feng.

Behind Ye Feng was neither Pique nor Puyol, but Busquets. He kept focusing on Ye Feng. When Lahm passed the ball, Busquets had already started to run, and even started Faster than Ye Feng.

Of course, he couldn't outrun Ye Feng, so he could only follow Ye Feng and try his best.

At this time, Ye Feng had already rushed to the bottom line corner area, and at the very moment of the shot, he stepped on the ball at the bottom line, and the ball went out just a little bit.

However, Ye Feng's body couldn't stop the car, and he rushed out directly.

When people are in crisis, they will desperately want to save themselves, as if they can't swim and fall into the water. They are ordinary and hope for a life-saving straw.

Now Ye Feng is in such a state, desperate to stop the car, and then immediately launch a counterattack.

Suddenly, the corner flagpole standing there came into Ye Feng's sight, and at that moment, a life-saving straw appeared in front of him.

With the idea of ​​hitting three poles, Ye Feng grabbed the corner flagpole without any hassle, hoping to use the corner flagpole to stop his forward momentum.

However, the corner flagpole was completely bent down by him, but it couldn't stop his momentum at all.

Giving up, Ye Feng let go of his life-saving straw.

But in the next second, the loose corner flagpole bounced back with a snap, as if throwing a stick.

Just hit Busquets in the face!

"Aw\

,"Busquets lay down covering his face.

This time, he won't peek, because he's really dazed.

Unbelievable exclamations broke out in the entire stadium in an instant.

I have seen all kinds of accidents on the court, but I have never seen someone slapped in the face by a corner flagpole, because it is considered to be making history.

In fact, with the height of Busquets, the corner flagpole can't reach his face at all.

But because he was running, and at the same time he had to stretch his feet to hook back the ball stopped by Ye Feng on the baseline, so he was inevitably shorter.

Then, he was directly slapped in the face.

At that moment, Busquets felt that the whole world was brilliant!

Fortunately, Busquets has never watched Journey to the West, otherwise he would have snorted——Brother Monkey, take your stick!

"I'll go, I dare to say that Ye Feng's extreme force is intentional!"

"Busquets must be very confused, how did Ye Feng bring the stick to the field?"

"One thing to say, Ye Feng really owes it!"

"This time I smoked, my face hurts even through the screen!"

When the broadcast screen replayed the process of Busquets being slapped in the face by the corner flagpole from multiple angles, the fans were really happy this time.

It can be predicted that after the game, all kinds of spoof videos will be overwhelming, just like Busquets covering his face and peeking, it will become a hurdle that accompanies Busquets' entire career.

At this time, Ye Feng stopped the car, turned around, and saw Busquets lying on the ground covering his face.

This scene seemed familiar to Ye Feng.

At that time, his whole body was not well.

"Nimma, I'm right in front of you, I didn't even touch you, yet you still flopped?"

"Are you trying to fuck me and say I elbowed you?"

"Made!"

"Do you dare to peek at one and try!"

Ye Feng, who couldn't bear it anymore, rushed over to pick up Busquets, and slapped him hundreds of times from left to right.

"what?"

"What's with the mark on this guy's face?"

"In order to bully me, lay such a ruthless hand on yourself first?"

"You are such a ruthless person!"

In fact, just now Ye Feng only heard a slap, but he really didn't know that Busquets was lying down, so he thought that Busquets was going to make trouble!

Seeing such a violent reaction from the fans, he was really a little unclear.

At this time, several Spanish players also rushed over to check on Busquets' situation with concern. At the same time, they looked at Ye Feng with extremely complicated expressions.

If Ye Feng fouled Busquets, then they would definitely trouble Ye Feng and fight for Busquets.

But the question is, is this a foul?

There is no rule that you can't play the corner flagpole on the court, right?

Besides, even they didn't think Ye Feng did it on purpose.

This is totally catching up.

Ye Feng definitely didn't run away, but Busquets moved up by himself, can you blame Ye Feng?

Therefore, even if the Spanish players are not very happy, they can only endure it.

The referee ran over dumbfounded. He had been in law for so many games and had seen too many bizarre scenes, but it was the first time he saw him being slapped in the face by a corner flagpole.

The team doctor was allowed to also run into the field

^0^ Remember in a second【】

, began to do a simple check on Busquets, holding up a finger as if checking for mental retardation, which made Ye Feng feel quite funny.

"How did the car accident happen?" Ye Feng asked Mu Le, who came over, puzzled.

Mu Le looked at Ye Feng in surprise, and said in his heart that you made him like that, and you still ask what's going on?

All right!

Muller motioned Ye Feng to look at him, then walked to the corner area, grabbed the corner flagpole, bent at an angle, and suddenly let go.

Then, Mu Le covered his face, pretended to fall to the ground, and finally stood up and asked Ye Feng: "Understood?"

Ye Feng nodded to show that he understood, but his expression was already extremely exciting.

Ye Feng was so regretful that he slapped his thigh violently. It was not because of the blow to Busquets, but because he didn't see such a cool picture!

This is so annoying!

Although Busquets was hit physically and psychologically when he was pumped, but he didn't see the revenge scene, it was like walking at night in brocade clothes, and he didn't feel refreshed at all!

"By the way, how did you come up with the idea to slap him in the face with a horned flagpole?" Mueller asked curiously. Although it seemed like an accident, his intuition told him that Ye Feng definitely did it on purpose.

"Obviously not me, this is God's punishment!" Ye Feng couldn't help laughing.

Mueller rolled his eyes suddenly, I believe you are to blame!

After checking, Busquets returned to the field, but he looked a bit ashamed, as if he couldn't lift his head after losing face.

Speaking of it, this is definitely not a wound, it's just a mark on the face that can't fade for a long time.

But it was too much of a psychological blow to him.

As the saying goes, you don't slap someone in the face when you hit someone. You just slapped your face, can he stand it?

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Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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