"How is this possible!" Huang Jianxiang was so surprised that his chin was about to fall off. He kept rubbing his eyes with his hands, unable to believe what had just happened.

The one Liu Hao, who was standing at the free throw point, actually missed a penalty?

"How could he miss a penalty!" He roared out!

"impossible!"

impossible!

Huang Jianxiang's roar is the roar of the whole Chinese people! Even angry!

When Liu Hao had not yet scored a penalty, everyone felt that the ball was about to enter!

However, the result is like the sky falling, and all dreams collapse in an instant. Anyone who stands in front of the penalty spot may miss the penalty kick, but Liu Hao cannot!

He is a god, at least the Chinese football god, how can he be so disappointing! He can't even kick the penalty kick!

Many Chinese fans who were full of hope in front of the TV smashed the TV screen with beer bottles. Nothing worse than this result. Anyway, too many people were out of anger at that moment.

"Fake the ball! A fucking fake ball! You can kick any free kick, but he can't kick the penalty?"

"He must have been bribed by the Brazilians!"

"It's impossible not to kick in!"

"Or it was just that I went shopping in the kiln last night! The Russian girl is so honest!"

"Damn I can kick in if I come on the court, let alone him!"

"What should I do now!"

It would be fine if my own people were shocked, but the Brazilians were also shocked!

Even the goalkeeper who made a successful save felt incredible!

The moment the ball rolled out of the baseline, he first looked at his teammate in amazement for several seconds before he reacted, and then screamed excitedly!

It is conceivable how awesome it was to save Liu Hao’s penalty!

No one in this world could have done it before, but he did it!

Although, he felt that this shot was not as difficult as he imagined.

But, this ball shouldn't be played like this! Is this really that Liu Hao?

Neymar's eyes widened outside the penalty area. There were only three people in the world who could convince him, one was Messi, one was C Ronaldo, and the other was Liu Hao. Although he had always appeared on the court as an opponent, Neymar was still quite surprised by Liu Hao's performance. Who doesn't know that Liu Hao scored every shot. If he couldn't even score a penalty, then does the Chinese team still have hope? Could it be that he was injured? His first intuition told him that Liu Hao's kick was unusual. If it were him, if he wanted to play out the angle, he would not be able to play like this. He had this confidence.

He frowned, touched his chin's beard habitually, and began to think. There was no other reason that could explain how stinking his kick was!

Not only did he feel this way, Mourinho off the court had already seen the clues. He put his hands in his pants pockets and his eyes were staring at Liu Hao deeply. From the moment he lost the penalty, he must have had a problem, and the problem was absolutely serious, and this was impossible!

If he can't even kick the penalty kick, then he's still a fucking thing... If he was a fan, he would definitely do this. He had relied on him to make a fortune in the world. If he failed, he wouldn't be able to play in this final...

Of course, this idea can only be known in his heart. He thought about it and could not really say it out.

What about the parties involved?

Liu Hao watched the ball roll out of the bottom line, and his heart was also stormy! After he made his foot, he regretted it! This was definitely not his usual footwork and performance! Especially, he was afraid...

Hesitated!

Then he kicked the ball.

His heart was cold and he felt a little ashamed.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the disappointment of Chinese fans. Even if he couldn't see their faces, he, who carried the hope of the whole of China, failed.

What happened to me just now? He murmured in his heart. His thoughts made him even more confused. Why did I play like this? I can play better.

He walked very slowly, he had not yet lost his mind safely, and he knew he was going to take the corner kick.

It is already a fact that he doesn't score a penalty kick, and he still has to go and get a penalty kick! But he walked with his head buried, and even he doesn't look confident!

At this time, Lin Liangming had been completely carried down, and his final journey ended early.

He paid a huge price for this penalty, but unfortunately Liu Hao did not kick the ball in...

Liang Zhao took off his clothes before he even warmed up! He happened to catch up with the corner kick!

At this time, a roaring figure rushed towards the bottom line on the side of the court! It was so sudden!

After a closer look, it turned out to be a fan wearing a red Chinese uniform!

"Are you Liu Hao?" The guy rushed to the chess and roared, "How could you not be able to kick in!"

This must be a very radical and irrational fan, otherwise he would not have rushed into the court.

All eyes on the stadium were staring at this sudden scene.

Of course, after he finished the first sentence, the two security guards quickly grabbed his arm from left to right, but the guy still cursed:

"You trash! You can't even kick the penalty! You ruined the Chinese team!"

Liu Hao just lowered his head and put the ball on, but did not go to see the fan.

Do I feel better than you? I feel more uncomfortable than anyone else! Liu Hao said sadly, of course, he is more self-blame, and he cannot forgive himself for missing penalty kicks!

Now, he must find a way to make up for this corner kick, perhaps his chance to redemption! As long as it is an opportunity, he must seize it.

"Liu Hao, Liu Hao, you must not become a sinner for the ages!"

"Kick out of your level! Kick the ball directly in!" Huang Jianxiang was like a childish and harsh fan. His meaning was very obvious. He hoped that Liu Hao could directly punish the corner kick and kick it into the goal? Although Liu Hao had done such a thing twice before, it didn't look like it today.

"You must kick in! Otherwise, the Chinese team will be finished!" The anxious feeling was clear at a glance. This was the first corner kick of the Chinese team after the start of the game. It was difficult to get a corner kick in front of the Brazilian team! This hard-won opportunity is Liu Hao's second chance to prove it. You don't need to shoot directly like Huang Jianxiang said, but you must also make good use of it to assist teammates to score!

"What would he do?"

Brazil's team rushed into the penalty area and played seven more Chinese players. In other words, except for the goalkeeper and three defensive players, the rest rushed in. Generally speaking, this situation would not happen until the last moment of the game. But now there are so many people coming to the Chinese team at once. You can imagine how important this opportunity is for them.

Of course, maybe Mourinho had already thought of a tactic? He has been urging the players to push into the penalty area on the sidelines!

"This should be a tactical corner kick!"

No,

I can't shoot directly.

Liu Hao watched his bustling teammates struggle in the penalty area and finally denied his thoughts just now.

He can't take another risk, can't shoot directly.

He must seek cooperation with his teammates, he must find the right teammates and complete the assist!

Even if you fail, you can hide your loss of power!
Chapter completed!