When the referee blew the whistle and ended the game, the entire stadium was already violent. Even though there were less than half of the German fans here, they still ignited the entire Durban stadium.

Ye Feng raised his hands high and clenched his fists, making him so excited that he was crazy.

Being able to defeat Spain is definitely the crazyest thing.

How arrogant Spain is!

But now, the arrogant bullfighter army has also fallen under the tracks of German chariots?

This battle is definitely the most peak showdown.

For Ye Feng, this battle is the World Cup final.

Spain is the strongest opponent, no one, Ye Feng would not consider that there is another opponent qualified to compete with the German team for the World Cup championship.

Whether in the Netherlands or Uruguay, there is no need to worry about the comparison in Spain, which is why Ye Feng doesn't care about the first half of the game at all.

The teammates' performance is no calmer than Ye Feng, and even more wild.

Hug, bump into the chest, punch, celebrate in all the ways they felt indulgent, and everyone was on the verge of indulging in death.

"Have we won the championship?" Mueller hugged Ye Feng, smiled unscrupulously, and his big mouth had already grinned from South Africa to Germany.

Ye Feng nodded and laughed: "That's right, we have won the championship. You go to Blatt to ask for the Hercules Cup, he will give it to you."

Muller gave Ye Feng a blank look, but instantly opened his mouth and smiled heartlessly.

Ye Feng has always wanted to learn from Muller's heartless state. It is said that although heartless may suffer losses, he can live better than a turtle.

However, Ye Feng knew that he might not be able to learn it. Some things are really natural, just like Ye Feng was born to be vengeful.

Turning his head to look at Busquets, the actor Lamacia was already in a state of dismay at this time like a walking corpse. Obviously, he was hit too hard today.

When Ye Feng used such a strange prop to slash his face with a corner flagpole, he felt that he had never suffered such a great humiliation in his life. He had such a great master on his face, so what else could he have to say?

More importantly, Spain lost and was blocked from the door to the World Cup final.

Their dream of creating the Bullfighter Dynasty was completely shattered!

How could Busquets bear this kind of blow!

Looking at Busquets, who seemed to be dead, Ye Feng smiled unkindly.

This guy has to teach this lesson.

Although I didn't see the explosive scene of the corner flagpole slashing my face, which was a little regretful, it did not prevent Ye Feng from laughing out loud.

Where do you need sympathy for your enemies?

There may be enemies worthy of respect, but obviously Busquets is not included.

Now, Ye Feng is so happy.

...

Taking advantage of the fact that the Spanish players lined up to thank the Spanish fans for their support, Ye Feng hurried over and went to Xavi to exchange jerseys.

"Hey, we made an appointment!" Ye Feng took off his jersey and threw it to Harvey.

Harvey was not pretentious either. Although he lost the game and was in no mood, he had told Ye Feng before the game that he had told Ye Feng that he could not regret it.

He took off the jersey and threw it to Ye Feng, putting Ye Feng's jersey on his shoulder. Harvey didn't say anything and turned around and walked towards the player's passage.

He really wanted to continue talking with Ye Feng, but he really wasn't in the mood now.

After this game, Xavi has a stronger idea - Ye Feng is the last piece of Barcelona's puzzle!

In this game, Barack and Ye Feng fully interpreted the role of the all-round midfielder, as if the whole world had re-recognized the all-round midfielder overnight.

Barcelona lacks an all-around midfielder like Ye Feng with absolute impact.

Xavi can even imagine how strong the dominant power Barcelona will have after having Ye Feng.

But now, Xavi needs to find a place to heal himself, and he doesn't want to care about Barcelona's affairs.

Ye Feng looked at Harvey's lonely back from behind. For some reason, he felt like a hero was old. Harvey was in his year of playing, so why did he feel like the last game of his career?

"Stop watching, you still have a fight in the European Cup two years later!" Barack walked to Ye Feng, hugged Ye Feng's shoulder and smiled.

Ye Feng was stunned and then suddenly realized.

Indeed, in the European Cup two years later, there is probably another match between the German team and Spain team.

"Between you?" Ye Feng keenly grabbed Barack's words, "What about you?"

Barack laughed and said, "Of course I've retired!"

Barack, born in 1976, is 34 years old this year. In the European Cup two years later, Barack has reached 36 years old. At this age, he is already considered an elderly maternal woman...

For an all-round midfielder, age has a huge impact on your body. Even if you are still young psychologically, your body really doesn't allow you to go up and down like before... You can only be down...

Can you still expect the 36-year-old Barack to take the banner of the German midfielder?

That was by no means Barack's glory, but the shame of the German team.

"That's great!" Ye Feng suddenly started to look at him, "Get out, the German midfielder is my world!"

Barack couldn't help but give Ye Feng a thunderbolt, but he was really envious and had strong regrets.

His era was the darkest era of German football. He could bear the German team alone, but could not bear the German team to win the championship.

He is too lonely, too lonely.

Now, the mid-zodiac players of the German team have matured, and the emergence of young players has also demonstrated the success of German youth training.

It can be said that now is the best era for German football.

But Barack himself can only lead the young players forward with his fighting spirit and tenacity in his career.

He has less time.

He wished he could go on with the future of these German football, but he knew that it was no longer realistic.

Looking at Ye Feng's young and energetic face, Barack was extremely envious of his age.

If he is still young, he can continue to partner with Ye Feng and lead the German team to win one championship after another and continue to win.

He really wants to keep kicking!

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly spoke, but the sad Barak was suddenly laughed and crying.

"Since you don't want to leave the German team, then you can be a team doctor!"

"The whole of Germany is named after orthopedics, and there is no talent in the others."

"I always feel that the German team doctor is as unreliable as the Bayern team doctor. Even if you come to be a team doctor, you are better than them."

Barack really wanted to open Ye Feng's head and see what this guy's head contained!

Let me be a team doctor?

Do you believe it or not I will treat you a muscle strain to hemiplegia?

After entering my door, no one can go out alive!
Chapter completed!