"Bang!"

The Chinese heavy artillery that was out of the cavity made a dull sound.

It's not the gun barrel, but the sound of the shell hitting the target.

Seeing Christy falling to the ground by the ball hitting her abdomen, and still not inhaling less air, Ye Feng was really unresponsive.

Is the Chinese heavy artillery stuffed on him?

I won't kill anyone, right?

This time, it's really not easy!

Ye Feng knew very well the power of the Chinese heavy artillery. He was already very hard. With the support of the Chinese heavy artillery, he shot out with one shot. In fact, there was no essential difference between the shells being released.

It's just one will explode, and the other will not.

It must be a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour, right?

I really can't imagine that Christie dares to use her body to stop her.

Are you not afraid of your physical body being destroyed? Or have you practiced to the point where your soul can leave your body?

Seeing him lying on the ground half dead, Ye Feng felt that he might not have reached his home yet.

The referee didn't have to blow the whistle, and the game had already stopped.

In the spirit of humanitarianism, Ye Feng, who was closest to Christie, walked over quickly, checked Christie's condition, and then immediately turned around and waved to the sidelines, signaling the stretcher to enter the field quickly.

However, after several opponents rushed over, they pushed Ye Feng away angrily.

Ye Feng said he was innocent, and I didn't mean to be bored with him.

The referee came over, looked at Christie sympathetically, and then looked at Ye Feng's right foot with fear.

This kick is really intriguing.

It seems that when I’m calling the game, don’t stand in front of Ye Feng for nothing. God knows that this kick is stuffy on me, and whether I can still enforce the law in the future.

The Dusseldorf fans in the stands booed and were very angry. They wanted to rush into the field and tear Ye Feng. In their opinion, Ye Feng, a bastard, must have done this on purpose.

The stretcher arrived in a hurry and left in a hurry, but when he left, the stretcher sank much.

When he was carried off the court, Christie was about to roll his eyes. The team doctor urgently checked, and then calculated that the situation seemed to be a little bad.

So the ambulance entered the yard, installed Christie, and drove to the nearest hospital with a red light.

The game was interrupted for several minutes before it finally recovered.

"I knew you wouldn't let him go easily. This kick is really relieved!" Liu Xing patted Ye Feng's shoulder with a proud expression, "I expected you to do this long ago."

Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and it wasn't intentional?

Although Christie's mouth was a little foul and arrogant, it was not very hateful. He could only win him openly on the court. How could Ye Feng use such a despicable way to hurt him?

He knew the power of his kick very well, and he was stuffed on Christie's stomach. If it was serious, he might have broken a few ribs.

Even if it wasn't intentional, he was really apologized.

But then he thought again, no matter what the process was, now the result was that Christie had entered the hospital and had no defensive goals.

Wouldn't that mean that I have completed the task ahead of schedule?

In an instant, the apology on Ye Feng's face disappeared without a trace, and instead it was the corner of his mouth that was grinning to the back of his head.

As long as Christie does not crawl out of the hospital in the form of a zombie, she can announce that her mission has been completed ahead of schedule.

Very happy!

Go back to the hospital and give Christie a wreath, so give it to the flower basket to express your condolences.

He gave Liu Xing a blank look and Ye Feng turned around to continue the game. He knew that it was his turn to brush his defensive data now.

In the end, relying on the goal after substitute striker Ilmaz came on the court, Bayern second team won a away game and scored three points.

The competition was a bit too bad, and the confrontation between Ye Feng and Chris was also a bit too bad, and it ended in an unexpected way.

No matter how loud the booing in the stands is, after every away goal, Ye Feng has been used to it.

Now he just wants to know how many euros he has won in this game.

The offensive data are settled according to normal coefficients, with a total of 39,300 euros.

Next, it's the turn of a real meal.

1 yellow card, 5,000 euros

The top three times were successfully won, 3,000 euros;

7 steals were successfully made, 7,000 euros;

Intercepted once, 1,000 euros;

Save 1 time, 1,000 euros;

7 fouls, 4,000 euros;

The running distance is 12132 meters, 12132 euros;

Total 33,132 euros.

Multiplying by 10 times the coefficient equals 331,320 euros, plus the previous 39,300 euros, Ye Feng scored a total of 403,752 euros in this game.

Brush 40w!

After changing clothes in the locker room, Ye Feng smiled like a child of 1.85 meters, and the child also had a pair of 46-size feet

Looking at the system balance, I found that after several games, I had accumulated more than 80,000 euros of wealth. Ye Feng really wanted to go to waste it.

When I have money, I buy two A-level skills at a time, use one, and throw one!

Just so willful!

But if you look at the 150,000 euros required for a level lv3 copper wall, Ye Feng will have a kind of "I am a pauper" rush, which is particularly strong.

I won’t say anything, so I’d better continue begging for food!

He said that, before returning to Munich, Ye Feng really went to the hospital to visit Christie. He also went with Ye Feng with the second team head coach Grande, and three good friends from Happy Group.

Christie was lucky that her tough abdominal muscles resisted the huge impact of the Chinese heavy artillery, and the final result was only a crack in the ribs.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect this result, I didn't intend it!"

Walking into the ward and putting down the flower basket and fruit, Ye Feng tried hard to show a smile.

I have to say that although this guy is very stinky, he is indeed very capable. If it weren't for this accident, it would be hard for Ye Feng to say whether he could complete the task.

"You don't use it!" Christie wanted to turn her head, but found that there was a reporter following the photo, so she could only squeeze out a little smile, which made her face almost twisted.

"No, at least I'll feel relieved after coming."

"No need, the game is the game, you can do whatever you want."

"So unkind?"

"No, I just hate you, that's all."

"Then I'm really honored!"

"You didn't score a goal, which means you were really lucky."

"You didn't score either!"

"If it weren't for you, I'd scored."

"You can't score without me."

"I can!"

"No, you can't!"

"roll!"

"Okay, goodbye!"

Liu Xing silently put down the fruit basket, turned around and asked Erwa whisperedly: "What are they doing?"

Mueller shrugged, saying that he didn't know either.
Chapter completed!