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Chapter 45 Who Said I Can't Take Long Shots

"Schalke 04 recovered a goal and are still 1-2 behind on the total score. This time it came from the connection between Raul, Yang Feng, Draxler and Huntelaar. Yang really still played with Raul. I have a better understanding with Draxler..."

The best relationship between Schalke 04 and Raul is Draxler. The two are a bit like teachers and friends, but now Yang Feng has also started to get along with them. The three gradually formed a small group. Training together, the natural tacit understanding will be stronger.

But it is obvious that only Yang Feng and Draxler have a tacit understanding this time, and Raul's winking eyes are thrown at the blind man.

"I thought you would pass it back," he complained to Yang Feng, "I'm ready for a long shot."

"Just accept it, you can't shoot from long distances."

Draxler immediately teased: "Say it like you would."

Among the three, he has the best long shot, but Yang Feng doesn't admit it, "I'll show you the shot later."

He made up his mind, and put Yang Chen's star card on the long-range bar at halftime.

Brother Chen still has a way of long-range shots, although most of the time it depends on luck.

McLaren called several core players to the sidelines to give them instructions, and Twente immediately strengthened his defense after the game started again.

Their defense was already pretty good, but this time it went too far, almost building the city wall to the penalty area line.

The game began to become a one-sided offensive and defensive drill.

In the 21st minute, Jones inserted into the penalty area and received the ball from the left. Huntelaar shot from the middle and was blocked by Douglas.

This time it was Douglas and Yang Feng's turn to be dissatisfied.

Douglas was dissatisfied because Bengtsson was responsible for defending Huntelaar, but this time Bengtsson lost again.

Yang Feng was unhappy because after Douglas went out, he actually had room to shoot, but of course Huntelaar could not pass the ball to him when he was able to shoot himself, so it was just tit for tat.

In the 25th minute, Schalke 04 scrambled around the front of the penalty area for a while, but couldn't tear the line of defense. Raul just forced a kick.

The football was dragged out of the bottom line by Mikhailov with one hand.

At this time, Stevens was waving a gesture that only Schalke players could understand on the sidelines.

Strengthen the long shot.

The football could not be passed in, so Yang Feng naturally followed suit, leaving Huntelaar alone in the penalty area, and retreated a long distance.

Douglas hesitated for a moment, and was about to follow up, but the team's midfielder Brahma waved his hand at him, telling him to stay in the penalty area, while he himself followed Yang Feng.

Douglas warned worriedly, "Be careful, this Chinese is very cunning."

Brahma didn't answer, just made an ok gesture.

cunning?He even ran out of the penalty area by himself, is cunning useful?

Now there are four defenders horizontally in Twente's penalty area. Unless the Chinese Messi is possessed, it will be of no use to get rid of him.

The Dutchman almost paid for his carelessness.

In the 30th minute, Matip assisted and stepped forward. He just didn't pay attention, and Yang Feng had already run one meter away.

"I knew it..." Douglas cursed secretly, and immediately rushed forward to block it.

Matip immediately made a diagonal pass.

Yang Feng followed quickly, and shot a burst before Brahma slid over.

The ball was played very comfortably, and the strength of the waist and abdomen drove the entire right leg, blasting the football like a heavy cannon.

Douglas arrived just in time.

He was careless and did not hide.

The football hit him hard in the chest with a "bang", which almost made him breathless.

The football landed and was cleared by Rosales with a big foot, while Douglas sat on the ground, clutching his chest and grinning.

"Made, you're so brave." Yang Feng admired secretly, turned and backed away expressionlessly.

The Twente fans who came with the team were not happy.

Reminiscent of the grievances between the two, it is hard to believe that Yang Feng's kick didn't deliberately bore Douglas.

"Intentional! Despicable Chinese, this is malicious revenge!"

"It's murder! He wants to kill Douglas!"

As if for revenge, this time it was Twente's turn to attack, Radley, who received the ball in the frontcourt, didn't even look at it, and shot Papadopoulos who was blocking in front of him.

Not to the person but to the door.

Papadopoulos reacted quickly, immediately turned around with his head in his arms, and blocked the ball with his shoulder.

Radley was just about to leave, but Jones immediately stepped forward and pushed him hard, "Are you fucking trying to kill someone?"

Radley, who was still fierce a second ago, immediately fell to the ground, covering his face and screaming.

Jones spread his hands innocently, and said to the running referee: "I didn't use any strength, he was acting."

The referee shook his head, and the topaz took out.

The fans immediately booed and cursed louder.

Radley stood up like no one else.

This one is over.

Jones pointed at him and said to the referee: "Did you see it? This is the player you want to protect!"

"It has nothing to do with it. You did push someone. You better calm down before I get a second yellow card."

Jones raised his hands fearlessly and applauded lightly, expressing that the judgment was really beautiful.

Raul, who arrived in a hurry, quickly pressed his hand down, but still protested to the referee, "The yellow card is too much."

"That's my yardstick, I just want the game to end well."

"Then you'd better treat them equally."

"of course."

This yellow card turned on a certain switch, and the game began to turn into a rugby game.

In the 35th minute, Draxler dribbled the ball from the left and was tackled to the ground by Rosales. The referee showed the second yellow card of the game.

One minute later, Matip made a strong charge and knocked De Jong out of the field with the ball, but the referee only called a foul and did not draw a card.

In the 38th minute, Raul took the ball from the front of the penalty area and was brought down by Tindali. The referee showed Tindali a yellow card without hesitation, which aroused strong dissatisfaction from the Twente team.

McLaren pointed at the field and yelled at the fourth official: "What kind of penalty standard is this? The same foul, why did we get a yellow card?"

The fourth official rolled his eyes wildly.

You the fuck know that's a foul?

The referee was surrounded by Twente players to speak, while Schalke players rushed to make a clearance.

Yang Feng stretched out his hand to pull Raul up, and the scene was slowly controlled when the referee made another card draw action.

"From the moment Douglas blocked Young's long-range shot with his body, the game gradually spiraled out of control. The referee drew three yellow cards in just 10 minutes! Let's look at this free kick..."

The free kick was taken by Fuchs, who directly passed the ball into the middle of the penalty area.

Matip rushed up, jumped high, and made a strong header, but unfortunately the football was slightly higher than the crossbar.

Sighs of regret came from the stands.

The goalkeeper took the ball and Twente's attack came to an end in midfield.

Farfan and Draxler cooperated continuously to advance the ball to the frontcourt.

Yang Feng and Raul looked at each other and quickly switched positions.

Raul ran into the penalty area, and Yang Feng was pulled out from the penalty area.

The defensive player was confused, and Farfan immediately seized the opportunity and sent a short pass to Raul.

Raul faced the goal, with his back to the incoming ball, without even looking at it, he kicked the ball directly to Yang Feng with his heel.

Yang Feng turned around, flicked the ball slightly forward, then ran up and shot.

Douglas and Brahma rushed forward together and blocked it with their bodies desperately, but the football flashed between them.

Mikhailov flew across and barely touched the ball, but failed to prevent it from entering the net.

2-1, 2-2 on aggregate.

(End of this chapter)