Golden Greenery

Chapter 789 Bloody Swordsman Franck Ribery

( ) Scar Ribery secretly scolded Zhuo Yang, ‘Ma Buri Pi’, and spat with difficulty. It was difficult because the spit was sticky and smelled of blood.

He scolded Zhuo Yang secretly because he already knew that this bitch would not leave him alone. Brothers are brothers, and only brothers must curse secretly.

The score overtook Denmark. Zhuoyang gave France a chance to save itself, which actually put the French on the edge of a knife because there was no excuse. Unless the goal difference is forcibly smoothed over Peru, there will always be mud that cannot support the wall.

Two more to go! Scar felt like he was going to die.

In the past two seasons, he has basically played healthy football in Barcelona, ​​and his running average per game is only slightly higher than Messi. In this game, Scar basically paid back all the running debt he owed in the past two years.

If this continues, lives will be lost.

However, it is not a matter of advancing one or two. The Peruvians, who have been completely angered by their fighting spirit, are using their numerical superiority to form a suppressive siege against France. If it were the French before World War II, they would have surrendered by this time.

Scar has never heard of the name Wilder Cartagena, nor does he know him at all, because this 24-year-old defensive midfielder only had two years of bench experience in the third-tier Portuguese Super League team Setubal a few years ago. At best, it can be considered as having been dipped in water in Europe.

Players of this caliber have never caught the eye of Scarberry, the 2012 double Golden Ball player. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that today was Peru's World Cup farewell game, and coach Gareca was here, it would have been difficult for Cartagena to be replaced in the second half.

Three years ago, Cartagena went to the Chinese Super League to find a job. He scored two very exciting long-range shots in the training match, but in the end he was not signed due to position issues, so he returned to Peru. Now he is in Mexico Super League.

Cartagena is a South American defensive midfielder with outstanding long-range shooting ability. Peru laid siege to France, which is when he showed his talents on the outside.

Finding a gap on the right side, Cartagena suddenly went crazy on the spot, arching his front legs and kicking his back legs, twisting his waist and sending the combined force of his hips, which was about to take Lloris's head at a hundred steps.

Captain Scar, the brave French left winger/left midfielder/left back, tried his best and angrily appeared in front of the gap.

I have to say that Scar had predicted the situation and sacrificed his life to block the eye-catching situation. No dog would believe this. He was actually here to prevent a breakthrough. He had no idea that Cartagena was so ungrateful.

‘Bang! ’

The scar is wedged upright, and the ball is as big as the face.

The nose could be smashed into the skull, and a colorful dyeing workshop was opened on the face in an instant.

It was a miracle that Scar was not wedged to death on the spot; it was a miracle that Scar did not fall on his back; it was a relic that he chased the football that bounced away in the direction of the wind.

It's not Scar who chases the football with a nosebleed, but the light of his sword, and his soul.

Cartagena was stunned. The football parabolically passed over his head, and the scar passed by his side. He could clearly see the twisted scar face, the red round lump on the face, and the upward Two nosebleeds.

What a fast knife!

Cartagena was stunned, and then was dumped with blood on his face.

There was no blood on Scar's face, because the nosebleeds spurted out from both eyes and could not be retained at all. The speed was so fast that the blood atomized.

Scar ran and ran, using the instinct of a twenty-year-old swordsman to dribble the ball forward. He felt like he had returned to his youthful days of chasing the wind in the 1770s and 1880s.

He felt like his blood was boiling, and the blood from his nose was steaming.

All the French people, in the stands, on the sidelines, on the sofas at home, on the beds, and on the toilets, could not help but stand up and look at the sprayers in the Luzhchini Stadium.

The BGM sounded automatically in Scar's ears. He can't sing the national anthem, but he knows it's not "La Marseillaise."

'Multiple four stems - four Buddhas, three drunken dogs, roar! ha! ’

Santa Maria blocked him, but Scar knife just changed his direction and crossed him, and even spat blood on his neck.

I am a twenty-year old swordsman, do you deserve it?

The swordsman behind him, filled with blood mist, couldn't wait to reach the penalty area line and unfurled his 40-meter sword.

Only the souls of the dead are under the sword.

As the football exploded into the goal, the blood-red ugly swordsman also fell to the ground. This time he charged and beheaded, using up his last bit of strength.

nice!

Scar lay on his back on the grass, like a fountain. In a daze, he seemed to see his favorite TV in the sky.

——Patrick, your underwear is yellow, you have not forgotten me.

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Scar was carried down, his face was swollen like a pumpkin, and his nostrils were stuffed like a cotton thief.

With tears in his eyes, his teammates lined up to see him off the battlefield, and Mbappe and Pogba, two idiots, even saluted with a military salute. Just die for the country on the battlefield, why should you return your body wrapped in horse leather? Brother Scar, go on your way.

4:1, France was one goal away, Deschamps replaced Manchester City player Benjamin Mendy, he is a left back.

There was no way, Scar, who had scored twice, lay down, but the Peruvians were still attacking. Scar's blood was not in vain, but it did not make the Peruvians lose their fighting spirit.

Deschamps could only tie up the back defense first, otherwise if one of them missed, Scar's blood would be in vain. Good guy, I'm afraid it won't be half a pound when it's sprayed out.

Mendy is a full-back with a strong assist ability. He can press hard and have one less person to fight. Choosing him in the tangle of offense and defense is indeed the best way.

France is still one goal away, and Scar is powerless off the court. His survival is another miracle. But before the scar on the bench had completely stopped bleeding, and before his eyes were fully focused, France surrendered out of habit.

Giroud didn't spurt blood, but he was engorged because Peruvian center back Christian Ramos grabbed his crotch several times during the scramble.

The Gambian referee Gassama is purely blind. Giroud complained several times but he didn't care. He is blind and deaf.

Giroud didn't know whether The Gambia was in Africa or Asia. He had never heard of it. It must be a small country. He couldn't figure out why FIFA would arrange for referees from such a small country to officiate such an important life-and-death battle.

Giroud is uneducated. The Gambia is not a small country at all. All Chinese people know that the Gambian Army can encircle and annihilate the Russian army in the land, sea, air and space in one squad. The Gambia Presidential Guard can penetrate the four major fleets of China and penetrate North China in one platoon without lifebuoys. , captured the Mongolian navy commander alive and took away his ship.

Gambia ranks second in the world, and only Koreans dare to rank first.

Olivier Giroud didn't know anything, he was just so congested from being caught that his head was covered in blood. So, with no way to vent his grievances and anger, he directly gave C. Ramos an elbow in the fight for the top spot.

The famous Gambian whistler Gassama is not blind. He decisively blew the whistle and gave Giroud a yellow card, and then two yellows turned into one red to expel him.

Deschamps: "..."

Scar: "You Ma Mianbiao——"

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