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Chapter 305 Come up and be beaten by yourself?

Chapter 305 Come up and be beaten by yourself?

Gao Yuyang stood in front of the ball, exhaled lightly, and looked towards the goal.

I haven't experienced this feeling in the game for half a season. I heard that the signature of Ligue [-] players is to play the world wave, just like the label of strong confrontation in the Premier League?

He is really trying his best, and he has to prove that when it comes to long-range shots, everyone here is rubbish!

Seeing Gao Yuyang holding his breath, Lars Diarra felt panicked, and quickly called the 1.8-meter-six Rekik over to make up the number. This is at least a 1.8-meter-six central defender, which can increase the height of the wall .

Everyone backed away, and Gao Yuyang singled out the wall.

"Gao wants to take a set kick? Haha! Although there seems to be a lot of secrets about him, but according to the observation of this half season, this is the first time Gao has taken a set kick!"

Not to mention Uncle Fagoli, even Nkunku showed doubts and curiosity behind him.

The referee whistled and Gao Yuyang ran up.

His eyes were fixed on the goal all the time. As for his feet, he didn't look at them at all. His set kicks were not so fancy.

With all his strength, his eyes widened.

"Gao - he blasted directly towards the goal!"

As soon as Uncle Fagoli’s words fell, Las Diarra, who was standing in the Marseille crowd, did not take off with his teammates, but used an absolutely rare way to block the bullet hole: he threw his body out, just Like diving to the top, directly face the ball and move your face closer!

This is really God's operation!There was a burst of exclamation on the court. Even Uncle Fagoli, who has more than [-] years of experience in commentary, was taken aback. If it weren't for the atmosphere on the scene, he would have thought that this was an exhibition game of a retired legendary star team, and he had never seen it before. Such a closed loophole!

"Las Diarra! What is he doing?"

Gao Yuyang swears that he has never seen it before, and he has to admire the opponent's prediction, which is almost exactly the same as the ball he hits in terms of height and trajectory.

But he didn't remind Diarra of one sentence - man, my feet are a bit heavy!

Diarra quickly experienced it, and firmly received Gao Yuyang's kick with her own face. At that time, Gao Yuyang could hear a tragic cry, and he was directly lying on the ground.

But no matter what, the kick was worth it, at least Gao Yuyang didn't threaten the goal.

"High shot blocked - try again!"

The ball bounced back, and Gao Yuyang raised his leg to meet the ball and shot again, but the distance was too far above the goal.

After he finished playing, he found that Tovin, the core midfielder of Marseille, ran up directly to fight with himself. Although he was half a head shorter than himself, he made a fierce look.

"Damn bastard! Uncle killed you today!"

Gao Yuyang was not used to this problem, so he pushed Tuo Wan away: "Do you still want to do something?"

He didn't look at Diarra who was lying on the ground at all, so this push was considered a blowout.

Soon he was surrounded by three Marseille players.

……

The Marseille team doctor had rushed into the field as fast as possible, but Diarra was still screaming on the ground, and red blood could be seen dripping from between his fingers covering his face.

"Las Diarra is really unlucky. He could have blocked the shot in this way. If he wants to be the focus, he has to pay the price."

Uncle Fagoli said so directly.Although the media he works in is called National Television, the main audience he faces are fans in the Greater Paris area, and the boss behind him is also a consortium in the capital Paris, so in this case, it is easy to take a position as a commentator for Greater Paris Understood - it'd be unprofessional not to curse the Maasai to death!

On the other side, the Marseille TV commentator almost exploded his lungs: "It seems that Las Diarra's situation is very serious, and the Parisians have no intention of letting our players leave the Stade de France safely! Such a situation happened in the Stade de France, the glorious holy place of French football, in the national competition! This is a shame! Yes, this is the way! This is the way! This is not a place for Parisians to do whatever they want! Marseille players should use this way to defend your rights!"

It sounds like Marseille is really an oppressed people, and they can't bear it anymore and fight back, but in fact, the four of them now surround Gao Yuyang, but they don't look like "justifiable defense" at all.

But the embarrassing thing is that it's hard enough!With a light push, Gao Yuyang pushed both Tovan and Manquillo away a few meters away, and then he quickly retreated, and his teammates surrounded him in time to protect him in the middle.

"Gao, get out of the way and leave it to us!" Matuidi rolled up his sleeves and got ready to do it, making Nkunku also gear up: "Gao, I'll go up and practice my hands too!"

Gao Yuyang grabbed him: "You can come back! Do you want your dad to see that you can fight?"

The scene was already a bit chaotic, Gao Yuyang couldn't care about other people, so let's protect the brother who lives in a house first!

The referee team intervened as quickly as possible to prevent the conflict between the two sides on the field, and walked in front of Gao Yuyang at the same time.

"Mr. Referee, I think you should pay attention to the situation of the wounded first. Look..."

Diarra was still lying on the field at this time, and the Marseille team doctor was dealing with it urgently. His nerve triangular reflex area between the brows was wrapped in a thick bandage, which was obviously just an emergency treatment.

To say that Gao Yuyang was ruthless enough, he even led the referee team in front of others, pointing to where Diarra was injured and explaining.

"Mr. Referee, look quickly! Under normal circumstances, my shot will not hit his position. With my height, it will definitely fly over the top of my head. Who would have thought that he would block my shot with such a posture?" And his center of gravity has moved before I made a shot, which should not comply with the set-piece rules? So this is an accident, I can guarantee that it is definitely an accident with my character, I did not expect him Will take the initiative to come up..."

Gao Yuyang also fought hard to avoid a yellow card penalty for himself. Hearing this, the Marseille team doctor couldn't help but turned his head and stared at him: "Boy, are you saying that my players came together to get beaten up?"

"You can't say that, sir. Your player did get up by himself, but I didn't beat him. There were tens of thousands of eyes watching. The truth is not reversed like this."

The most amazing thing about Gao Yuyang is that when he is determined to hate people, he always convinces them with reason!

Didn't he come up with it himself? It's just that he bumped into me, ha ha!

Set-piece violence aesthetics, I know, but the inner meaning of violence aesthetics is not only to hit the goal, but in my case it also includes headshots - when you learn it, you have your own attributes, you are not the first!

(End of this chapter)