Ajax people know that Madibor's foot wind is smooth today, so they are more cautious not to allow fouls to happen near the penalty area. When they see that the situation is not good, they will kick early. The referee whistles several times and even reached the center line.
Zhuo Yang and Dras' double-team broke Ibrahimovic so badly that he had no temper. After intercepting the ball, Zhuo Yang immediately turned around and ran away. Ibrahimovic continued to chase after him. One in front and one after another, it was the middle.
Sneider stuck the position very cleverly. Zhuo Yang had no passing line and could only break through. These two were also people with information, and Zhuo Yang was quite stumbling. After halftime, Van Desfa
Te also got stuck, and Zhuo Yang had no choice but to take the ball to the side and try to find another opportunity to find the ball.
Van der Fate rushed forward and was against Zhuo Yang, both of them were quite quick. It was naturally a bit nonsense to Xiao Fan want to grab Zhuo Yang's ball, but it is unlikely that Zhuo Yang wants to get rid of him immediately, let alone there is still
Ibrahimovic and Sneider..., Damn, these two actually turned around and left!
Zhuo Yang was overjoyed: Is it still a problem for Bai Fan Piping Cong alone?
Immediately, the firepower was fully launched to launch Lingbo Micro-steps and cross-flower arrangement. Van der Fate, who was originally calm, immediately had his feet disordered and his eyes were confused. Just as Zhuo Yangla Kuang passed him, Van der Fate forced himself to hold back his dizziness and dizziness.
Disgusting, he turned around and hugged Zhuo Yang's back and pounced on the ground.
He ignored Zhuo Yang's ridiculous expression and the referee's yellow card - the referee was obviously showing mercy, and Fard Fate jumped up and ran towards Ibrahimovic and Sneider.
"You two fucking dogs, you two messed up..." cursed.
"You are the fucking mess, can you? Are you fucking killing the Chinese? Dog shit!" Ibrahimovic was even more angry than him.
Sneider did not participate this time, frowned and ran away, but turned around and spit in the direction of the two: "Bah!!" He was so angry that he could see that he was so angry that the small universe was burning.
Van der Fat and Ibrahimovic's confrontation was shocking, with a very rich vocabulary, which shows that they are very thoughtful and creative. Ajax's teammates were completely discouraged, and they all looked at each other without expression from a distance.
He even used their little fingernails to pick their teeth with their little fingernails, and didn't know what he had eaten for lunch.
The one closest to the two scolding gods was a group of Madiburger's melon-eating crowd, just like the VIP private room seat in front of the stage.
"It's open, it's open, who will win in the fight? The Swedes pay one in ten, the Dutch pays eight, and the bet..."
"I buy ten euros Swedes..."
"...I bet on the Dutch for twenty seconds,...I heard it was Taekwondo black belt..."
"Ackerman, don't believe that, I know this thing best. The most powerful thing about Taekwondo is to not take action, be fooling people, it will turn yellow when it happens..."
“…Ten Euros Dutch, small profits and big…”
“…Buy out and leave—”
Romanian Cobra Ilier is a mellow man. He smiled and said to everyone: "That's what you say, you can't fight. How could there be such nonsense..."
Before he finished speaking, the storm changed suddenly. He heard a crisp "Bang!!" and Van der Fate swung Ibrahimovic and slapped him in the face.
Ibrahimovic was stunned at the time, and then he rushed to the sky spirit cover with anger: "Fuck you..."
"Bang!!" The face here was hit again, even more crisper than the one just now.
Ibrahimovic exploded directly, raised his arms, divided his hands into eight characters, and stepped back and stepped on the ground with his right leg, and said in his mouth: "Drink—!" a very standard Taekwondo starting style.
"Bang!!" Another slap in the face, Van der Fate did not bow at all, and did not say anything: Please give me advice.
Ibrahimovic immediately took off his left leg again, and changed his hand knife to the right knife in front and the left knife in back. "Drink—!" to start again.
"Bang!!" Another one came. Van der Fate was very unpretentious, not holding his fists or bowing, not saying anything, and he didn't even say anything politely. He breathed up and had four big mouths, and Ibrahimovic's face was flushed.
Ibrahimovic could spurt blood in his eyes: I'm going to fuck Taekwondo. I don't have the style anymore, nor do I pay attention to the style routine, I swung the turtle punch and pounced on it. I have to say that Van der Fate is very smart, he
Twenty centimeters shorter than Ibrahimovic and his arms were shorter. Fan Daxia plunged into Ibrahimovic's arms, and two lightning-like uppercuts hit the Swedish's left and right cheeks, and Ibrahimovic almost vomited blood.
The Ibrahimovic man was tall, big, long, long legs, but he couldn't even use his close combat, and he couldn't even lift his arms. He suffered a great loss when he first fought. After several consecutive blows, his eyes were swollen, and his long arms were
When he waved, he could only whisper on Van der Fate's back and butt.
"The Swedes are not a child... What a broken chicken ba black belt..."
"Fuck, Ibrahimovic should go to the Taekwondo coach to get the tuition fee..."
“…hey, hey… scratched…”
"Who has the cell phone hidden in her underwear? Take a photo quickly..."
A bunch of dirty Madiburg people who don’t mind the trouble of watching the fun.
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They are all geniuses, so Ibrahimovic naturally didn't give it in vain. After suffering a big loss, he immediately gained his memory. He saw him with a fake move, and he tried his best to get hit with a mouth. His two big palms forced Van der Fate away
, the two immediately distanced themselves.
At this moment, Fan Daxia was a little stunned. His short arms could not reach the person, but Ibrahimovic's long fist hit the head several times. The tall Swedes kicked him head-on without raising his legs.
When I stepped on Vanderfate's face, six red shoe nail marks appeared on my face, neatly like a monk who had taken the incense scar and pointed it in the wrong place.
Ibrahimovic turned the defense and attacked, which would bring great power to avenge his previous shame, and his ferocious face suddenly appeared.
'Hula--'Ajax bench and the referee rushed up to more than a dozen people and divided the two into two groups to force the two to separate. Although Van der Fate had the benefits, he was obviously not satisfied. The crowd was aimed at Ibrahimovic's side.
'I spitted, and Yakubu's face was covered with spit.
Ibrahimovic, who suffered a loss and wanted to take revenge, was naturally even more unwilling to accept it. He jumped into the crowd and cursed: "Let me go and let me beat him to death..." Seven or eight people could hardly trap him. The Swedish physical fitness
That's great, the strong head coach Koeman hung on him, and was led by Ibrahimovic to jump up.
There is also a group of people who are unwilling to accept it - Madibao, the group are beating their chests and stamping their feet: Why are you doing so quickly? Why don’t you watch the show? This is more lively than Zhuo Yang and his country during the New Year, so let’s watch it for two more minutes.
OK……
Chapter completed!