God-level great pharmacist

Chapter 813 Give me the ball!

"You say, does Li Dong know how to play football?" In the stands, the richest man asked the people around him while looking at the field.

Originally, this was a sports charity competition. He would participate in such activities many times a year. Football is entertainment for him, but at this moment, his face showed a seriousness that had never been seen before, as if Thinking about something.

"I think..." A CEO of an Internet company said carefully after thinking for a while, "Just because he stopped the ball with one kick, he should be able to play football."

Yes, he was completely overwhelmed by the opponent's stop motion.

Not only him, but other people present felt the same way.

Playing football? Who hasn't played football?

However, they can't even bounce the ball a few times, and they can't catch the short-range pass stably, let alone the ball from dozens of meters away.

This kind of thing may also be a coincidence, as the saying goes, a blind cat meets a dead mouse, but the problem is, Li Dong kicked him like this as soon as he came up, which made people doubt his skills.

"Old Ding is right, I think he will also kick." A person next to him also said.

"Then do you think he can score goals?" the richest man asked again.

goal?

Everyone thought about it, and then turned their eyes back to the court. This question is really hard to answer.

on the field.

After Li Dong stopped the ball, a person quickly approached him. On the one hand, he used his strong body to push forward, and on the other hand, he used his feet to steal it.

"Here, here." Number 9 shouted loudly as he ran forward.

No. 9, a former international striker, has rich game experience. Although he is now in his 40s, he is still very active when running. With a few fake moves, he throws away the defensive players behind him.

Li Dong saw the opponent's running position, hooked the ball with his right foot and slammed it hard, directly passed the player defending him, and flew in front of No. 9.

"Strike!" No. 9 shouted while chasing. At this time, there was a flat plain in front of him, and the nearest opponent player was seven or eight meters away. Pass the opponent's back line and face the goalkeeper directly.

When he was young, he often did this. 11 seconds per 12 meters is not a joke. Even when running with the ball, he can run under [-] seconds. I think he was a speed forward back then.

"what!"

Seeing that he was about to catch up with the ball, he yelled, raised his foot and kicked, with a "bang", the person passed by, but the ball did not pass, the football just hit the defender's calf, a refraction, and flew upside down. Far.

"..."

Ugh!
There was a sigh.

At the moment when No. 9 chased the ball just now, at least half of the audience stood up, clenched their fists, and looked at him with tension and anticipation, hoping that he could stage a one-on-one goal and single out the goalkeeper. , a good show of bursting into the net, but the result...

The saying that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment should be the reason. The half of the people who stood up just now sat down again.

No. 9 ran to Li Dong's side and said with a smile, "Good pass, the ball is mine."

Li Dong didn't know what to say, well, that's probably why he didn't watch football much.

While the two were talking, the British team fought back. With the cooperation of several retired international players, the ball was directly passed to the small penalty area. Hanke flicked and dunked the ball and easily passed the defender in front of him Face the goalkeeper directly one-on-one.

He ran two more steps forward, adjusted his posture, and shot with fury...

Everyone thought so, because Hank did make a volley, and even the goalkeeper made a save. However, the moment the ball was kicked, the football did not fly towards the goal, but flew sideways to the other side. Grant on one side flew away.

The football rolled to Grant's feet again, and this time, Grant almost faced an empty goal, because the goalkeeper was on the other side of the goal, and it was too late to run over to block him, so he raised his leg and kicked it, this time , he didn't waste another chance and the football rolled into the goal line.

in!

6: 0!

"Special!"

The people on the stage scolded directly.

Although this is just a charity match, so far, Huaxia has not scored a single goal, and allowed six goals to be scored. Even if it is aimed at the British club or star, I feel very depressed at this time.

The vast majority of fans were silent, only some British people were celebrating and cheering.

"yeah!"

After Grant scored, he opened his arms, ran wildly, and celebrated with his teammates. Finally, after everyone dispersed, he turned his head and looked around. Finally, he ran back excitedly and passed in front of Li Dong. .

"Well, as I said, I will use a goal to drown out the cheers on the scene." Grant was complacent and clenched his fists in front of Li Dong. This action can be seen as a celebration or a demonstration, " I'll score another goal later." After speaking, he retreated to his own half.

Li Dong looked at the opponent with a blank face, staring at the figure of the opponent, it doesn't matter if you score a goal, it doesn't matter if you celebrate, but if you run in front of me and show off, then it is your fault.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat?

Li Dong walked directly to the serving place in the middle circle, and said to No. 8 Lu Chen who was about to kick off, "After the kick off, kick the ball to me."

It is better to ask for others than to ask for oneself. Judging from the two rounds just now, he had to come by himself in this star overtime match.

"Okay." Lu Cheng nodded and said, he would definitely not be willing to be someone else, and he was going to show it in front of the fans and fans.

However, the person talking to him was Li Dong, the boss of Oriental Miracle, and he was just a small actor in the entertainment circle, with a big difference in level, so he was not at the same level at all. Therefore, as a young actor, he should be honest. In fact, it is better to cooperate with the boss.

The whistle sounded again, Lu Cheng directly kicked the ball towards Li Dong, and then ran forward with all his strength, ready to support Boss Li. After all, the ball had just kicked off, and all the opponent's players were concentrated in the opponent's half, and they wanted to rely on one person to break through It is simply impossible to go in, let alone score a goal.

The opposing players may have scored a goal just now, or they may have led by another six goals, so each of them seemed a little neglected. When they saw the ball rolling to Li Dong's feet, they did not actively fight for it, but jogged over. It's in midfield.

Li Dong stopped the ball, glanced in the direction of the goal, and looked at the goalkeeper's position. Then he flicked to the right, raised his right foot, and kicked the football hard.

boom!
That sound was like firing a cannon, and the football was a cannonball, flying directly towards the opponent's goal.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

what's the situation?Shot from midfield?The goalkeeper's position is not forward.

Are you crazy, or are you giving up early?
The opponent's goalkeeper was also taken aback, but he quickly reacted, took small steps, saw the direction the football was coming from, and jumped high to save...

But at the moment when he was about to catch the ball and confiscate it, the football drew a strange arc in the air, as if it had eyes, flew in front of him, bypassed him, and flew straight into the other side of the goal dead corner.

Swish!
The ball crashed into the net.

6:1
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(End of this chapter)