President,Let's public!

Chapter 1805

With the game going on, Nanzheng players naturally know who the beautiful youth is in front of them. Since the legendary Far East secret weapons appear on the stage, they immediately adjust their tactics. With a look in the eyes of Captain Park, the No. 8 midfield general, people in all directions immediately stare at mu ninghan.

The Far East players pass the ball. Mu ninghan starts to dribble in the middle of the field after receiving the ball accurately. Three people attack. Mu ninghan circles around in place. The other team members dare not take it lightly, but they are caught off guard. Mu ninghan is just as unprepared as the shell comes out of the chamber and starts to accelerate.

As fast as an F1 car, one of them tried to make use of reasonable collision to hit Mu Ning Han. Mu Ning Han flashed, but he fell on his back.

Natural and unrestrained, fierce, handsome, if put in ancient times, it is the perfect embodiment of the chivalrous swordsman demeanor of the immortal chivalrous young man.

Mu Ning is as fast as lightning and as light as a swallow. How could these ordinary people stop him? He threw off the three defensive players and went straight to the forbidden area to form a single knife with the opponent's No. 4. Mu Ning cold swayed a little, and a beautiful man's ball passed. The center of gravity of No. 4 was unstable and fell to the ground. After taking the ball, mu ninghan raised his feet and shot furiously. The ball flew straight to the dead corner, and the goalkeeper was unable to return to the sky.

Huge electronic display, the score changed - 0-1, the Far East team took the lead.

Mu ninghan scored the first time he touched the ball. It was less than a minute on the court!

"Damn it! ——”On the rostrum, the persimmon faced vice president Nan Zheng was neither laughing nor laughing. He was unprepared for this dramatic occupation reversal.

"Vice president, don't be so surprised. Nanzheng was just pierced the goal." Rong de seems to be respectful, but in fact he teased the past, "or now bet on a few lotteries to win in the Far East. It's still in time."

Hearing Rongde's sarcasm, the persimmon faced uncle was speechless. He lost a ball, and his eyelids narrowed into two lines. He was full of alpacas galloping in his heart, and the audience was stunned.

"Wow, it's a secret weapon."

"Just now the goal movement, really extraordinary!"

"What's the situation? We lost a goal? "

One hundred thousand people seem to have forgotten that they are home fans, and they applaud and cheer for this beautiful young man with a rebellious appearance! The thunder like friendly cheers resounded through the stadium, and the fans all defected, which made the vice president of Nan Zhengguo on the rostrum more embarrassed.

Damn it, it's at home. It's a goal that the Far East team, a thousand year old weak brigade, actually scores.

However, the No. 21 mu ninghan, who scored the goal, was not complacent at all. Instead, he discussed the tactics with other players and made a comparison with the coach, meaning to retreat and pay attention to the enemy's counterattack.

Nanzheng players have some psychological imbalance, how can the Asian boss endure such humiliation?

Counterattack is bound to happen. The last 15 minutes, beat them up!

No.8 captain Park Dongzhu is the first to grind his teeth, stares at mu ninghan fiercely, immediately signals his teammates, and then focuses on this man.

The game continues, next, mu ninghan is fully surrounded by opponents, as long as mu ninghan gets the ball, there are people around immediately around.

On the scene, Nanzheng players immediately occupied all the advantages.

On the rostrum, the face of persimmon turned warm. He took a cold look at mu ninghan on the stage. It was strange...

How do you feel... Strange?

Park Dongzhu focuses on Mu Ning Han, and his hands and feet are beginning to be irregular.