Taking advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's body to be stunned, Wang Shen directly jumped over him.

Then, before Nastasic came out to cover, he took another powerful long-range shot from the outside of his right foot.

This ball has a forward force.

In addition, Wang Shen, who was unguarded, exerted enough force, and the speed of the ball instantly exceeded the sky.

The football drew a strange arc and went straight to the upper right corner of the goal.

Joe Hart immediately pounced to the left, but the ball was fast and had a wide arc.

Before he could judge the route clearly, the football had already passed over his left hand.

"boom!"

The sound of roaring mountains and tsunami sounded again in the Dream Theater, and this kick was extremely comfortable for Wang Shen.

Taking advantage of the forward momentum, he kicked two more times in the air, as if he was feeling the feeling of the long-range shot just now.

Joe Hart, who was lying on the ground, happened to see this scene, and his whole face instantly turned into a bitter gourd.

Joe Hart: King, please be a human being!

Joe Hart was complaining about Wang Shen, but Wang Shen was in no mood to pay attention to him.

He had already run to the coaching bench and picked up Mullensdine.

"This counterattack is so cool, Rene, you are a genius at riding a horse."

Wang Shen picked him up and yelled.

"No, I am not a genius, King, you are the genius."

Meulensteen roared in response, but the two were quickly knocked down by players rushing from behind.

Afterwards, everyone was like dumplings, forming a pile of arhats in front of the Manchester United bench.

The old Sir Alex came over in a rare occasion and slapped Van Persie on the butt in a playful manner.

kindness!

There is no Q bomb for Wang Shen!
Chapter completed!