House Management Chapter 1074: Penalty kick show

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"Hahahaha...hahahaha..."

Meng Xing'er, who was sitting in the VIP seat, smiled and leaned forward and closed back. It was so funny seeing that.

Her laughter, like a silver bell, is so nice. If other women laughed like this, they might be scolded as "Stupid 13", but she laughed like this, which caused countless people to look back, and many men were stunned.

Kong Shujie, who was sitting next to Meng Xing'er, was really embarrassed. He cursed in his heart that Heng Er's players were hypoxic. This was the second penalty, and he didn't even score.

Never mind the first Explosive Bird, at least it missed it because of too much pursuit of angle, but it hit the post after all. Airplane Sman’s fill-in shot, anyway, the domestic players are at that level, and they can’t be too demanding. They usually rely on Meng for scoring. The point is, what is your penalty kick from Golac, it won't be a release.

Kong Shujie’s lungs were so blasted with air, there was a timer on the court, and you could see the current time at a glance, and it had entered injury time.

Fortunately, the referee is still righteous, and when there is no time wasting, he even gave six minutes of stoppage time. It seems that if Heng Er does not score a goal, he will definitely not blow the whistle.

"What are you thinking about now?" Meng Xinger said suddenly.

"Ah..." Kong Shujie was taken aback, then said: "What can I think of, just watch the game."

"Can you be so calm? I don't believe it. It is estimated that now, the players of Heng Er have been scolded in your heart." Meng Xinger said with a smile.

"Although I hope Heng Er wins, but that's not the case. You think of me as someone." Kong Shujie smiled forcefully.

"It's really good. Sometimes, people are not as good as the sky. Football matches, refereeing factors are on the one hand, skills and tactics are on the other, but there is another aspect that I think is more important." Meng Xing'er said seriously this time.

"Which way?" Kong Shujie asked curiously.

"Luck." Meng Xing'er raised a pretty face, "Many times, luck is actually very important. Your luck seems to be very ordinary. If you drag a penalty kick, I can guarantee that we will be sure. It’s about to move to Zhendong District."

Kong Shujie's heart trembled after hearing this.

Two penalty kicks have been taken, and the number of shots taken wildly in the audience can't be counted. The results are all outrageous. With such luck, if it is really dragged to a penalty shoot-out, it will really be kneeling in all likelihood.

Kong Shujie couldn't help but get anxious, this is too ridiculous.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the audience suddenly boiled.

"Go in!" "Go in!" "Lore!" "Lore!"...

The sudden shout made Kong Shujie's spirits refreshed, and he couldn't help standing up.

Look again, the place where the players celebrate is not in the half of the Taoist team, but in the half of the Nandu Heng No. 2 team. I just patronized and talked to Meng Xing'er, and went to think about it, I didn't know what was going on.

However, the referee's whistle sounded just as the Taoist players celebrated the goal and shouted wildly on the spot.

Looking at the referee’s gesture, the goal was invalid, and the black striker accused the goal of fouling first.

Hey guys, the members of the Taoist Temple immediately became popular, and seven or eight players surrounded the referee team.

The fans at the scene even more angry roars, "Black whistle!" "Black whistle!" "Golden whistle sister!" "Black whistle!"...

The C5 channel is playing the goal in slow motion. The commentator Huang Mou said: "From a slow motion point of view, there is no problem in the bottom pass of No. 6 from the side of the Taoist team. The black striker in the middle is pressing Heng No. 4 guard. Headed the goal...Is this a foul...I don’t see it clearly...Today’s referee's enforcement is open to question..."

"Hey..." The commentator next to him just smiled faintly.

"Red card! Red card! Golden whistle Zhao Feng showed another red card. It seems that the players of the Taoist team are disrespectful to the referee in terms of words...This is too uncool... Even after the second half is over, there is overtime, isn't it going to be nine to 11..." Huang said again.

"Hehe..." The commentator beside him cooperated again.

Frying the pot again on the stadium, it finally calmed down.

The goal was blown out, and a player of the Taoist team was sent off by the referee because of his disrespectful words.

Kong Shujie stood there until the game resumed, then sat down.

Meng Xing'er on the side said lightly: "I'm excited again...It's not Heng Er who just scored a goal..."

"Even if it is not, the goal is invalid. The next is overtime, 11 to 9. If Heng Er can't win, then stop playing and sell roasted sweet potatoes." Kong Shujie was angry. Quite calmly.

"That's true...but I now doubt whether the referee can get out of the stadium gate after the game is over..." Meng Xinger said with a smile.

"What does that have to do with me." Kong Shujie spread his hands.

"Toot..."

With this effort, the whistle sounded at the end of the second half. According to the regulations, the players on both sides don't need to go back to the locker room this time. They have to take a rest on the spot and start overtime.

The referee looked at the Nanduheng second team players on the sidelines with blood dripping. Of the five million dollars he received, one million allowed him to buy Nandu Heng Er to win 4-0, and the other four million let him buy Nan Du Heng Er to win the ball. The game he played himself, coupled with the strength of Nandu Heng Er, as long as it is slightly biased, there is no possibility of not winning. And this score is controlled by him. Winning this sum of money would be enough for him to lie down and spend his whole life even if he quit in the future.

The result was good. Not only did Nandu Henger not score four goals, he didn't even score one. You know, you can award Nan Du Heng Er two unnecessarily penalty kicks, blowing out the Taoist team two good goals.

In this game, how much pressure I was under, anyhow it was a golden whistle.

He wants to tell the winner within 90 minutes, which can be regarded as an explanation for the middleman. However, Nandu Heng Er just couldn't get in, and he couldn't make up time to make up too much.

The five million I got, because of my greed, I have no more money. He cursed secretly in his heart, do you stupid 13 play football, deliberately!

Of course, he is wronged by the players of Nandu Heng Er. The players are more anxious to score goals than anyone else.

Gorak's face was dumbfounded, "What's wrong with this today, I always aim and shoot."

Airplane Sman also said: "I also aimed and shot."

After hearing what he said, his companions turned their heads aside and ignored him.

After a short break, with a whistle from the referee, overtime begins.

From the judge's point of view, there is nothing to help. Two penalty kicks were given, and two opponents were sent off. What do you want? 11 hits 9, if you still can't make a goal, you'll all be knocked to death.

Adding to the screaming and scolding around him, he couldn't continue talking.

The first and second halves of the overtime game will last 30 minutes. In this half an hour, Nandu Heng Er's players once again bombarded the restricted area of ​​the Taoist team, and the result was naturally futile.

The whistle sounded at the end of the second half of overtime, and the two sides entered a cruel penalty shootout!