Luo Cheng shook his head: "Maybe it won't take that many chances?"
Guan Zeyuan was speechless.
In Europe, I'm already quite an exaggerated Lu Chui.
Didn't expect that after returning home, I'd almost become a Lu Black.
Isn't this too ridiculous?
Do you believe in Lu Yang's abilities that much?
The next moment!
"Holy crap!"
Guan Zeyuan, after all, hadn't cultivated good commentary habits yet, directly swore, deduct fifty bucks.
But at that moment, countless people were just like him.
Because less than a minute into the kick-off, Bernulin completed a beautiful defense in the backfield and passed the football to Moriba.
And the young player Moriba didn't hesitate, sending a long ball towards the left side.
Bai Zhami had a moment of inspiration, breaking out for a single opportunity.
Bam!
Bai Zhami frowned as he shot.
His ankle hurt a bit!
Although a flesh wound doesn't hurt fundamentally, it does hurt when it should.
