God-level great pharmacist

Chapter 817 Kick Your Ass
beep!
The referee's whistle finally sounded.

Li Dong, who was running, stopped, and Grant, who had been holding on to Li Dong's jersey, finally let go, and lay on the ground straight up, his whole body collapsed.

"Grant, are you okay?" Several teammates ran over and surrounded Grant with concern. They all saw the scene just now. Grant was dragged for more than ten meters, from the middle circle to the big restricted area. If it weren't for the referee's whistle, Grant would have been dragged into the small penalty area at this moment.

Grant took a deep breath, then sat up from the ground, saying that he was fine, while rolling up his long johns. There were obvious scratches on his thighs and knees, and on a large area of ​​red skin, there were streaks of redness. Bloodshot.

Grinding bleeding!
This kind of injury is very common on the football field, but it is absolutely rare to be injured like this.

Fortunately, on the football field, the turf on the ground is still soft. If it is on the asphalt road, the legs will have to be worn off.

"Do you need off-field treatment?" The referee came over and asked. He didn't expect this kind of situation in the charity match. Of course, this is also the fault of the British player himself. If you play football, you can play football well. What are you doing by pulling his clothes? ?
"No need." Grant put down the 'long johns' and stood up. His knee hurt a little and he was limping, but he got used to it after walking a few more steps, and he felt much better.

Damn, never pull it again!
Grant thought.

"It's okay, go back and stand up. Didn't you see that I was going to take a free kick?" Li Dong shouted at Grant. In fact, he wanted to shoot for a long time, but he saw Grant dragging his clothes, so he deliberately didn't shoot directly. , but dragged the opponent to run while kicking the ball. If the referee didn't blow the whistle, he planned to run around the English half and then shoot.

Free kick?
It was only then that Grant remembered that he had made a foul by pulling the opponent's jersey, but in order to stop the opponent, it was fine to make a foul.

Just when he was about to form a human wall with his teammates, he found that the opponent's free kick was kicked off at the top arc of the penalty area.

so close?
Grant became nervous again. For someone who can easily shoot in the middle circle, the outer circle of the penalty area is indeed very close, and judging from the opponent's previous performances, he will definitely choose to shoot directly.

In fact, it’s okay to shoot directly. The key is, what should I do if I kick someone?Just aiming at the power of the opponent's shot in the midfield, once the ball hits someone, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Click to the right, then click to the right, good!" According to the goalkeeper's command, the four players in the human wall have already taken their positions.

Grant looked at the people around him. Everyone seemed to be very afraid of the opponent's shot. The other three made the same gesture, covering their crotch with one hand and covering their face with the other. Grant did the same without hesitation.

Li Dong stood behind the football, looked at the wall of people a few meters away, and suddenly smiled, "Grant, I advise you to get out of the way, otherwise you will regret it."

Grant's heart was beating violently, and he wanted to let go, but he is a person with a good face. There are tens of thousands of people watching him, and there are so many media reporters. World fans as cowards?
"Come on, I'm not afraid of you!" Grant yelled, emboldening himself.

"I'm afraid of you!" Li Dong said.

"what?"

"I'm afraid that if I step down, you will become a woman!"

"..."

Grant was speechless. He didn't expect that the opponent could not only score goals, but also talk trash.

Li Dong took a few steps back to measure the distance of a run-up. Such an ordinary behavior, in the eyes of the four people in the human wall, felt terrified. Every time Li Dong took a step back, their hearts would beat violently , because they know very well that the farther the opponent retreats, the greater the power of the shot will be after a while.

It's like a pistol vs a sniper gun.

beep!
When the referee's whistle sounded, Li Dong immediately ran up a few steps, raised his foot and shot a burst.

Bang!
A loud bang!
The football flew directly towards Grant's crotch like a fired shell.

Grant was terrified. Fortunately, he was prepared, so when he saw the ball flying towards him, he turned around and blocked it with his back.

Snapped!
The football kicked Grant's ass hard, and he covered his hips with his hands in pain. The feeling cannot be described in words. It feels like the entire pelvis is about to be shattered. The hemorrhoids were kicked hard, but it can be blocked. He was very happy about the opponent's free kick. Just as he was about to mock the opponent for not scoring, he found that after the football hit his ass, it rebounded directly to the opponent's feet. With a swipe to the right, avoiding the wall of people, he kicked another burst shot.

Whirring whirring!

There was a sound of the wind, and the football was like a meteor hitting the goal. Due to the sudden incident, the goalkeeper's sight was blocked by the wall of people, and he couldn't see clearly at all. When he reacted, the football was already close in front of him.

"Shh!"

6: 4!

"Good assist!" Li Dong said to Grant, "Thank you for your ass." After speaking, he walked to his own half.

Uh……

The hatred in Grant's heart, being dragged and kicked, and scored again, he felt that this was simply the darkest moment of his life.

"Don't be discouraged, cheer up, we still lead by two goals." A former international player cheered for the players while applauding, "There are still 10 minutes, everyone."

10 more minutes?Still leading by two goals?
This is not convincing at all.

Because there are still 10 minutes left, the team is leading by [-] goals, and now less than [-] minutes have passed, and it has been overtaken by [-] goals.

10 minutes left?It's too long.

Grant dragged his physically and mentally exhausted body to the vicinity of the middle circle. He just wanted to find a quiet place to be alone for a while.

"Grant, watch the game!"

"what?"

Grant turned his head following the sound, and he saw the football flying towards him, and he didn't even have time to dodge, and was directly hit in the face by a ball.

"boom!"

Grant squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands, his nose was sore, and he kept crying.

Unlucky, really unlucky.

At this moment, a voice came from beside him.

"Thank you for your face."

what?
Grant held his nose and raised his head, only to find that the man had grabbed the ball again and ran towards his own half.

It’s still the same formula, still familiar with the taste. After passing the center circle, shoot directly from a long distance. This time the football has not changed its line, but it hangs directly to the upper right corner of the goal.

6: 5.

Helpless, the British goalkeeper got up from the ground and rubbed the index finger of his right hand with his left hand. In fact, he had already touched the ball just now, but the force of the ball was too great. He hit the pestle, and this kind of pain, at this moment, he can only endure silently by himself.

"Wow!"

The scene was boiling.

Because, with one more goal, it can be tied.

……

(End of this chapter)