It turned out that he was pretending to be competing! He thought he was really hurt! Liu Hao also understood that Mao Jianqing was violated, but it was far less serious than he thought. This guy was pretending to be hurt, in order to win the sympathy of the referee. As a result, with his cooperation with him, the referee still took out a red card, but I want to get the yellow card for Mao?

The first yellow card in life! This must be of some value, right?

Ignoring Mao Jianqing's sinister smile, he placed the ball in the position where Mao Jianqing fell just now.

For a yellow card to win a goal, this is the minimum requirement...

However, the distance is too far, it is forty meters away.

"Why isn't it a penalty?" Mao Jianqing muttered.

"You've broken your brain? Just this distance, if you get out of here, you can't get out of the penalty area, right? The referee's myopia may be ten thousand degrees," Liu Hao cursed, speechless.

However, Baisek didn't think so.

The three big tall men who just appeared on the bench built a small wall of people nine meters away.

The other big and powerful players found their own defensive targets in the penalty area.

Bysek seems to have a considerable understanding of Liu Hao's free kick, and his cautiousness is undoubtedly revealed.

Is it necessary for him to make such a big fuss? Even Li Xiaopeng was a little surprised.

He himself didn't believe that Liu Hao would shoot from 40 meters away, and it was impossible for him to do so.

Mao Jianqing had already lurked quietly beside the human wall. Compared with those players, he was not inferior, 1.87 meters tall! But there were two players around him guarding him, and it seemed that he was taking care of him.

Well, the distance is a bit far! Liu Hao made this clear again.

Looking ahead, the teammates were already concentrated in the penalty area.

The opponent obviously came prepared. If he made a goal for Mao Jianqing, the chance of scoring was too small, at least it was smaller than his chance of shooting and scoring... He weighed it for a moment, but decided to do it his own way.

But at such a long distance, you must adjust your posture!

So, everyone saw Liu Hao’s preparations before shooting.

Pull the trouser legs on the left, pull the trouser legs on the right, then swing the leg on the left, swing the leg on the right, and then the cat lowered the bear's waist and stared at the two upper corners of the goal.

Yes, Liu Hao didn't look at the wall or the crowd in the penalty area. All he thought about was the upper left and right corner of the goal.

Kick the near corner! Shorter distance, less strength...
Chapter completed!