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Shooting !!

Cough cough..." Rosie was drinking water.★(╰→),★I almost choked by boiling water. “What did I see on the side? Have I come to Sherwood Forest?”

The director on the scene also quickly locked the camera on the side of the Italian bench. A person who was warming up. To be precise, a masked man!!!

The blue battle robe on the masked man's body, the big No. 9 behind it, and the name "a-n-d-r-e-a". Tell everyone clearly-~

"Man! You read that right!! Now it's the masked man Andre!!!"

A large-scale commotion occurred in the northern stands of the First National Bank Stadium. Italian fans began to sing loudly. He was warming up to the south, giving Italian fans too much expectations...

"Oh Lala...Oh Lala...we have a masked man. His name is Andre...he has a beautiful swordsman. He can pierce everything!!! Oh Lala!!!"

Fans kept waving the huge red tricolor national flag. And the huge Italian No. 9 jersey shaking in the early winter night sky in Johannesburg...

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Domeneck glanced at the masked man, the Frenchman who was warming up, and swallowed. Then he felt that his throat was itchy and he drank a few big saliva...

"Emperor...that guy. Do you really think he is Zoro?"

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The second half of the game started. Italy did not substitute at the beginning...

Both sides were cautious at the beginning of the second half of the game. In fact, Domeneke was also a cautious coach...

Quinta received a pass from Qiao Wenke. He stopped the ball and took a step. After choosing to pass it back. The ball was passed to Pirlo Pirlo behind him. Grosso on the left chased the ball and did not chase the ball...

Dead ball!!!

At this time, Italy substitutes!!!

Yaqunta comes out of the bench in the south!!!

The entire First National Banking Field boiled in an instant. To be precise, half of the magma was filled with harsh booing on one side...

After hugging Xiangnan and Yaqunta, he first lowered his head and touched the green grass and then touched the mask. He was still a little uncomfortable. He stepped into the turf of the First National Bank Stadium!!!

"The first national team bank stadium witnessed a history... Zorro's king's land!!! The cheers on the stadium!!! Welcome to our masked man!!!... You are an immortal legend!!!!" The commentator's pun voice on the scene triggered a louder tsunami...

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After going south, with Domeneck's gesture to the side, the French left-back Krish immediately reduced the number of assists he had made. He almost hurried in the half. The distance from going south would not exceed two meters!!!

Xiangnan didn't seem to adapt to the rhythm of the game. The several stops in a row were not handled well. However, on the side of the court, the Italian fans were already cheering as if the lead was Italy and the Italian players. The stadium also swept the decline of the first half. On the court, they showed a more invasive side!!!

"This is the terrible* of that family!!!" Donek muttered.

In fact, Xiangnan was in the 10 minutes of playing. It can be seen that his condition was not good. It could even be said to be average. However, the whole of Italy was like a broken chariot. It has begun to start... Xiangnan was like the engine of this chariot... Injected new force into the old chariot... This is the most important aspect of Xiangnan for Italy... It can be said that there is Italy facing south and Italy not facing south. The gap is not a little bit...

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Xiangnan continued to swim in the frontcourt. Krish was a little relieved. He would occasionally go up to assist. Perhaps, in the eyes of the French left-back, a masked man with injuries is really worth mentioning?...

However, Xiangnan quickly acted in an instant and told Krish what is the fangs of a real venomous snake!!!

Xiangnan is running. Pillow's long pass is coming...

While running, he suddenly braked and stopped. He jumped up slightly. He stepped forward in the air. The ball also fell in time. He thrust his chest southward and controlled the ball cleverly...

At this time, Krish immediately ran over and pressed tightly against Xiangnan's side...

Xiangnan leaned against Krish. The ball was obediently changing back and forth between his feet. Xiangnan exerted force between his waist and abdomen and pushed Krish. The French left-back was staggered. However, he quickly stabilized the center of gravity...

Follow south. Push your left foot forward. Step on the ball with your right foot. Pull it to the inside of your body. Then, the left foot turns 360 degrees. Lift your left foot again. Use your foot to arch and control the ball in front of you...

The entire First National Bank Stadium was shocked at this moment!!

This is Marseille whirlpool!!!

"Marseille swing!!! Andre used the swing of the game... Krish was completely shaken away. Andre turned around, cut into the penalty area, and shook Escud...shot!!!! Great shot!!! The 12th player of France. Blocked a goal that could be recorded in the history of the World Cup!!!"

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Hugh!!

With the sound of the ball hitting the goal right, a huge cheer sounded in the entire national bank stadium... Italian fans made the craziest cheers...

The French fans made a violent inhalation sound... I remembered the man who played this action so well. The Chinese people sighed a little...

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Lippi also stood up and pounded... The Italian main practitioner clenched his fists hard, as if he was angry with the pillar just now...

At this time, in the VIP box at the First National Bank Stadium...

This is a more concealed camera lens that can avoid the scene... It is specially used for VIPs who need to be kept confidential...

"Ha. Andrei has made this action superb..." A somewhat bald, but very energetic Chinese man said with a smile...

"Zinedan. Do you think Andre is better than you in the past?" asked a man in an Armini casual suit...

That's right. This Frenchman is Zidane. His handsome bald head is the trademark...

Dane was silent for two seconds. "Perez Andre's achievements will far surpass me..." After a pause, Zidane continued. "It can even surpass...Stifano!!! Andre is still... very young!!!"

Florentino looked at Zidane's eyes, as if he was going to get an answer from there. Indeed, Xiangnan has achieved such a high achievement this year... Then, he put his eyes into the court. The scene fell into a stadium again...

"There is news over there..." Florentino paused for a moment, his fist relaxed, and his palms were covered with sweat. "Andre refused..."

"Yeah..." Zidane raised his head slightly, "Have you talked about personal treatment?"

"No. Andre refused at once. There was no rest..." Florentino held his glasses... "No. I must get him! No matter what the price is paid!! Must!!!... The greatest star. It must be now at the Bernabeu..."

After looking at Florentino's expression, Zidane, who was familiar with him, knew that the Real Madrid president had made up his mind-~

"Perez. I think you should pay attention to Andre and Cristiano..." Zidane reminded...

"Cristiano?" Real Madrid president raised his forehead. "On this planet, only the best stars..."

This sentence is not so much an answer to Zidane's words, but rather a conversation with oneself...

The head of Real Madrid took the goblet handed over by the waiter and shook it slightly. The red liquid rippled slightly in the cup...

"Andre...Bernabeu..."

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At this time, return to the first country|| stadium. The game has reached a white-hot stage... Italy suddenly began to exert force... The French were a little embarrassed...

The first National Bank Stadium is on the big screen. France scored 10 Italy. The whole game has been held for 72 minutes...

Italy launches an attack!

Pirlo gave the ball to Grosso on the left...the Italian left back made a big stride. It was like a real quarterback...the courageous move forward!!

Brothers of Sherwood Forest!!!

-So suddenly accelerated and waded through Moussa Sissoko and gave the ball to Marchisio.

Marchisio suddenly advanced wildly to the right. After breaking through the distance, he handed the ball to Pirlo in front. Pirlo did not stop the ball. He pushed the ball with the momentum. The ball reached Qiao Wenke...

At this time, Xiangnan and Giuseppe Rossi flew together and ran towards the penalty area. Giuseppe Rossi reached out to ask for the ball while running...

Qiao Wenke made a move to pass the ball, shook Fani away, and then suddenly accelerated and broke through the defense. Near the baseline, a beautiful arc ball passed into the penalty area...

southward!!!!

It was as if time and space were retrospective. Everything was so beautiful and passionate... It was as if it was the masked gentleman from Sherwood Forest who squeezed away Squerazi beside him with his body. He jumped high and made a beautiful lion's head-shaking action...

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