Chapter 887: God's Assist

This wall is a bit slow, and Brazilian goalkeeper Allison is the busiest man.

Jumping left, jumping right, and looking at it in the middle, anyway, he still thinks that the wall is not good enough! I always feel that there is a hidden danger in the human wall, which will make Liu Hao kick the ball over and run towards the goal.

But in which direction will he shoot!

There was no sense of security in his heart.

Although the human wall has been well arranged, there is not a trace of flaw.

Psychology is at work!

Liu Hao stood at least fifteen meters away from the ball!

This is probably the longest run-up distance ever!

Everyone knows he's going to shoot!

Yes, there is no suspense.

The fans at the scene stretched their necks and waited quietly for him.

Fans in front of the TV screen almost put their heads in front of the screen.

Even the people walking on the street stopped and looked at the big screen from afar.

The world, as if stopped, just waiting for this free kick to be kicked.

The Brazilian team discharged a wall of eight people, except for the goalkeeper to guard the goal, two and two other players who were guarding the Chinese team.

missed the shot just now, Liu Hao didn't allow it to make a mistake this time.

He had to do everything he could to kick the set-piece, even if it was a full 40 metres away from goal.

Unbeknownst to him, Robert Carlos in the stands was looking at him with suspicion.

He didn't know how many pairs of eyes looked at him in this world.

The stadium, which was noisy just now, is as still as a quiet starry sky at the moment, and it seems that even the movement of air can be heard.

"Liu Hao is going to make free throws!"

"He's activated!"

"Accelerate!"

"Shot !!!!" With Liu Hao's footsteps, Huang Jianxiang's throat was tearing.

At that moment, a small figure gathered the strength of his whole body on his right calf.

After that, we see a long parabola.

flew over the human wall,

Across most of the pitch.

Then he continued to fall, abruptly turning to the left side of the big forbidden area.

There was no outside instep as Carlos imagined, no forefoot shot that everyone expected, and no straight into the corner of the goal.

"It's not a shot! It's a pass! It's a pass! ”

Huang Jianxiang roared out!

"Ling Zhenbang came in from the left! He's got the ball! It's time to go it alone! No one on the other side can guard against him! He's in the Big Forbidden Zone! ”

"Right-back Alves is coming after him! Shoot fast! Shot!!!!!!!!!!!! ”

He is more anxious than Ling Zhenbang!

But the calm Ling Zhenbang didn't shoot, he used his left foot to cross the ball!

"Liang Zhao! Liang Zhao! Liang Zhao! ”

Yes, on the other side of the court, Liang Zhao calmly outflanked him on the other side of the big penalty area!

All this was premeditated! It's been according to the script for a long time! Otherwise, it wouldn't have played such a subtle match!

He's facing almost half of the empty door!

At this moment, all he needs to do is push the ball into the goal accurately!

The Brazilian team was already in chaos, and the entire human wall rushed back, but it was too late. Left-back Marcelo is the closest to Liang Zhao, but there is nothing he can do.

The two who did not join the wall before were Marcelo and Alves, but they were deceived by two other Chinese players standing near the wall, Huang Rongzheng and Huang Bowen.

The real killer moves of the Chinese team are Ling Zhenbang and Liang Zhao.

The goalkeeper didn't have any way, he was deceived by Ling Zhenbang's fake shot!

The ball rolls into the net against the turf, as precise as snooker!

"Got into !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Got into !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Got into !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Huang Jianxiang's roar resounded in the live broadcast room.

"God's Assist !!!!"

“:1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Brazil is dead!!! ”

At that moment, the whole stadium was about to collapse.

In China, almost every house, every floor, every big screen is heard with the cheers of the Chinese.

Never been so close to the Hercules Cup.

If God snoozes at this moment, He will regret it for the rest of his life.

The Chinese team really: 1 leads.

Jose Mourinho's side, in the 66th minute, took the lead again!

Liang Zhao and Ling Zhenbang ran forty meters wildly, rushed to Liu Hao, and hugged each other crazily.

Liu Hao had already stepped onto the turf, closed his eyes, and breathed the air deeply, he had never been so greedy.

With the cheers of the mountains and the tsunami in his ears, he felt like he had won the Hercules Cup.

Although there is still a long, long time.

This is a tactic that the three of them have been planning for a long time, and it finally succeeds. When he was too far away from the goal to score directly, he opted for such a tactical combination.

His ball accurately found Ling Zhenbang, and Liang Zhao also rushed to the horse, so that there was no suspense in the result.

What the hell is going on, is it really going to lose the game? Pele in the stands muttered that this was not the real Brazilian team he saw.

This is not the process he wants to see, and it is unlikely to be the final result.

If he could, he could immediately change into his shirt and play this game.

How painful it is to die like this.

I thought that the sadness would leave my heart, but I didn't think that it would just get heavier. He has participated in three World Cup finals, three times, he was the final winner, he does not feel the pain of losing the title.

Even in 1998, he was not so sad to witness Brazil lose the World Cup in France from the stands.

Perhaps, it's really old!

Ronaldo also lost once, also in 1998, and he experienced that scene first-hand, and in the end he lost the game 0:0.

That kind of helplessness, powerlessness and helplessness is somewhat similar to this moment.

He knows how anxious and impatient the Neymar on the field are.

The difference between the two balls is basically a death sentence, whatever you want. It's the final, the World Cup final!

Is it still possible to equalize?

The Chinese team just didn't give up the offense and fought to the death with the Brazilian team, which led to the current result.

If the Chinese team continues to resist like this, how can the Brazilian team take the game into their hands?

Tite and his team, in fact, have lost all their rhythm.

From the 67th minute, Mourinho stood on the field, talking like a river and gushing. As long as his mouth doesn't stop, his team can't stop, and the battle can't end!

He's going to fight with his players with a high level of concentration and fight to the end!

Tite had no choice but to add a striker, bringing on Manchester City striker Gabriel Jesus in an attempt to make a last-ditch effort, replacing not only Marcelo, but also the aging Alves.

It's going to be desperate!

The final fight to the death!