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Chapter 300 Gijon's Counterattack
This voice is so familiar, isn't this Yang Luo's mantra.

"This guy won't score again, right?" Young Master Matsumoto thumped in his heart, and as soon as he turned his head around, a black shadow flew over.

"Bang" sound.

The ball hit Mr. Matsumoto's head directly like a cannonball. Such a big impact directly knocked Mr. Matsumoto to the ground, hitting his head heavily on the bench.

All the fans were stunned, what is the situation, how did Yang Luo kick the ball to his teammate.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Yang Luo said three sorrys in a hurry, but an imperceptible smirk appeared on his face after he finished speaking.

At this moment, Junichiro Matsumoto raised his head slightly on the ground, squinted his eyes, and when he saw that imperceptible smile, he raised his hand and pointed at Yang Luo, "You clearly... did it on purpose."

At this time, Yang Luo ran over without saying a word, grabbed Mr. Matsumoto's clothes with both hands, and shook them desperately: "Little devil, I did it on purpose. If I have the ability to hit me, I'll see you a long time ago." It's not pleasing to the eye." Yang Luo shouted in Mandarin with a very anxious expression.

No one could understand Yang Luo's Mandarin, so he was very nervous anyway.

Matsumoto was kicked by the ball until his eyes were staring, but now he was shaken desperately by Yang Luo, feeling that his eyelids were getting heavier, and before he could speak, he passed out directly.

There was a sudden scene on the court, and the game had to be suspended.

Yang Luo didn't stop until the opponent passed out, pretending to be anxious and asked: "Coach, I really didn't mean it, I just missed the kick just now,"

Looking at Yang Luo's innocent expression, Portugal really didn't know whether to believe it or not.

This place is very far from the goal, no matter how bad your footwork is, it can't be so bad, but what can he say at this time!
"Team doctor." Potugal shouted hastily.

At this moment, two team doctors with a medical kit on their backs ran over and performed some simple ambulance actions on Pine itself, and then a team doctor shook his head, "I have to go to the hospital."

Portugal nodded, and it would be fine to send him to the hospital, but the provincial one was chattering beside him.

"Okay," after speaking, he casually arranged a few team members to follow along.

Seeing Matsumoto being carried out on a stretcher, Gijon fans booed from time to time on the court.

Although Yang Luo's performance is indeed surprising, the fans of the Gijon team still don't buy it. In any case, they only support their own team, which is Gijon.

Matsumoto was carried out half dead, and the game resumed again.

Yang Luo's kick just now was done very carefully. If it wasn't for someone who knew him well, he would have thought that the kick was really missed, because Yang Luo's foot slipped and his center of gravity was instantly unstable, so he kicked that kick. An outrageous kick.

Yang Luo, who returned to the court, was in a good mood.

"Young Master Matsumoto has been displeased with him for a long time, and he has been trying not to explode. This kid still dares to run the train with his mouth full. Isn't he looking for death? Next time I talk too much, I will beat you again. Let's see if you dare to talk too much."

Yang Luo is an honest boy, but no matter how honest he is, he has his own bottom line. He didn't do what he didn't do. Are you courting death for wronging yourself so much? So whether it's a competition or not, you can teach him a lesson.

Game start.

After the episode just now, everyone's attention was focused again.

Santander's second goal was due to Yang Luo's second pass, which assisted Donggu to score. Now the two sides have returned to the starting line again. There are still 20 minutes to the end of the game. It depends on the final fight.

"Yang Luo."

At this time, Sandro behind Yang Luo came up and shouted.

Yang Luo turned around, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Sandro's face was very calm. He looked at the opponent's goal and said, "Let's switch positions."

"Exchange positions?" Yang Luo was a little surprised. This lineup was made by Portugal. How could Sandro want to change positions.

"I think you are more suitable for the midfield position than me," Sandro said with a serious face, looking at Yang Luo.

As soon as he played in the second half, Yang Luo's organizational ability was highlighted. Although he is not in the midfield position, he can still drive the rhythm of the midfield. Sandro can see this in his eyes.

Although Sandro is a player who is very suitable for organizing in the midfield, it is better not to know. He was startled by the comparison. He is not one or two levels behind Yang Luo.

"Are you sure?" Yang Luo reconfirmed. In his impression, Sandro didn't seem to have played the midfielder, so he was a little worried.

Sandro smiled: "Try it, in case I can."

Yang Luo finally nodded, "Okay, I agree."

After speaking, the two returned to their respective positions.

Seeing what Yang Luo and Sandro were talking about on the field, Portugal off the field said to Pires: "What are those two children talking about?"

Pires shook his head, he didn't have a good ear, but no matter what he said, now Yang Luo had gradually become the ruler on the field, and he was confident that Yang Luo would definitely bring him more surprises.

As the game resumed, Gijon adjusted the lineup and brought in two attacking players, as well as a defensive player.

It is clear that the Gijon team intends to attack in the end.

"Boys, our goal this season is to rush back to La Liga and show them your strength." The head coach of the Gijon team clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

The soldiers of the Gijon team were also deeply encouraged, and the atmosphere on the field began to become tense.

The Gijon team is known as the king of trapped beasts, that is, no matter how good you are, they will trap you to death and make you unable to escape.

After 20 minutes of contact, they have figured out the routines of the three teenagers in Santander.

So I started to be careful about passing and receiving the ball.

Perez has always stayed in the frontcourt, waiting for an opportunity. Once he defends and counterattacks, his impact on the enemy will undoubtedly be fatal.

Gijón back and forth, Sanz and Donggu quickly went up to fight, but Sanz was already tired due to physical problems, and only Donggu was able to run in the frontcourt. Gijón was not in a hurry and played slowly. , Donggu was played around like a monkey.

"Damn it." Donggu cursed, but he had nothing to do.

At this time, when Duran and Sandro pressed forward to fight, the Gijon team suddenly accelerated the pace.

"Boom" made a long pass, and the ball went directly across the half court. At this time, Perez had already started, and he knew that the opportunity had come.

Perez started very fast, and most people would definitely not be able to catch up with him. Seeing Paisley running desperately, it was too late for Yang Luo to start the "sprint".

Perez received the ball in the air, faced a defender in front of him, raised his heel, and the ball followed him directly, getting rid of the defender in an instant.

Seeing this, Santander goalkeeper Mario stood in the middle of the goal and opened his hands, as if the whole goal was completely blocked by that posture.

"Bang" sound.

Perez took a long shot from outside the penalty area, and the speed of the ball was amazing. At this stage of the game, Perez still has such great strength, which shows his amazing endurance.

Mario was startled, and he shoveled the ball out, but the ball did not shovel away, and Perez rushed over and lobbed a shot.

The ball flew over Mario and headed towards the goal.

(End of this chapter)