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Chapter 251 Klopp Good Friday
Of course, the fans of Dortmund will not be quiet because of Yang Feng's actions. Instead, they will go crazy, almost using the greatest strength in their lives to boo their voices.

Yang Feng was so sweet that he didn't panic, but wanted to laugh instead.

All kinds of sundries were thrown down from the stands, water bottles, bananas, Nene, and even a burning firework, all fell in front of him.

Yang Feng watched all this calmly, but the referee hurried over and stretched out his hand to push him into the field.

"It's almost enough, do you want to be torn apart by them?"

Yang Feng said: "I'm helping you maintain order, don't you think they are too noisy?"

"...I thank you, Ni Le. Your honesty is the best way to maintain order."

"I've always been honest, okay..."

The referee turned his head and gave him a look to let him experience it for himself.

Klopp called the players to the front, pointed at Yang Feng, and shouted: "Did you see it? What is he doing? What are you doing?! Who told me, how many times has this been the first time? ! How many times do you want this scene to appear again?!"

Everyone in Dortmund gritted their teeth and their eyes were red.

"Don't worry, boss, this is his last goal against Dortmund!"

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, he found that his teammates were looking at him with strange eyes, and he immediately realized that he seemed to have said this several times.

Well, but the last one who said that was Hummels, but that bitch is hiding in the stands now...

Hummels and Royce in the stands looked at each other, then turned their heads silently, looking at Yang Feng's back, the feeling of getting farther and farther away from him became more and more obvious.

The game started again with even louder cheers and harsher boos.

Aubameyang didn't dare to step forward this time. Honestly, he started to push forward to Manchester City's half-court after stabilizing the rhythm in the midfield.

Yang Feng also did not rush forward, but stayed in the midfield to control the ball.

De Bruyne, Silva, Yang Feng in the front, Kanter and Kroos in the back, even if Kanter and De Bruyne have not reached their peak, this midfield lineup is enough for any team to drink a pot.

In the 3rd minute, Kroos received a pass from Kanter and made a long pass to the ground. Yang Feng and Silva gave the ball to De Bruyne after two consecutive passes.

De Bruyne made another arcing through ball.

Aguero rushed forward quickly, but unfortunately Dortmund learned a lesson this time and pressed forward early when De Bruyne was about to play the ball, leaving Akun in an offside position.

"De Bruyne went straight, Aguero failed to counter offside, Manchester City lost a chance to expand the score..."

In the fifth minute, Kompany successfully intercepted the ball from Aubameyang with a vicious sliding tackle, and then passed the ball to Kante to the boos of the audience.

Kante unhurriedly made a wall-banging cooperation with Kroos and then dribbled forward with the ball and passed Silva diagonally.

Silva kicked the ball and gave it to Kolarov who came forward.

This Serbian left-back, who was once on the bench in the Mancini era, gradually got some opportunities after Pellegrini took over, so he cherished this starting start and blasted a kick at the football High quality long shot.

The football flew through the air, and flew to the goal before a group of Dortmund defenders could react.

Weidenfeller jumped forward like a conditioned reflex, and when he didn't know what happened, with a "bang", the football hit his right palm hard.

Weidenfeller's right palm was raised high, the football was not blocked and continued to fly forward, but the route changed, and it hit the goalpost under the regretful eyes of the Manchester City fans.

Kolarov kicked the turf angrily, then looked at Yang Feng who was beside him with a guilty conscience.

If he stopped the ball just now and patiently passed one or two more kicks, Yang Feng, who just ran out of space, would have already got a chance to shoot.

Kolarov originally thought he would get a warning from Director Yang, but unexpectedly, the other party gave him a thumbs up, "Beautiful shot!"

"Aha?" Kolarov's mood went from down to up like a roller coaster in an instant.

"Kolarov shot from long range! Oops, Weidenfeller made a world-class save! Many people don't know that Kolarov is actually a heavy shooter, with long-range shots, free kicks and crosses. Deep kung fu..."

After consecutive offensive misses, Manchester City did not advance hastily, but more cautiously strengthened the control of the rhythm. The mercury-like offense almost overwhelmed Dortmund.

In the 10th minute, Yang Feng picked the ball directly over Kyle's head after receiving a pass from Kroos with his back, and then used his speed to quickly get rid of Papastathopoulos and Schmelzer, and took about three steps in the penalty area A kick burst shot in the place.

Great power, fast speed, and tricky angle, this is almost the most confident shot Yang Feng has made since he got Van Persie's star card, but it hit Subotic's foot and missed the baseline.

In the 15th minute, Dortmund finally ushered in the first truly threatening attack after the start of the game.

The threat is still Aubameyang, the best performer in the Hornets.

Mei Yangyang used the speed almost as fast as Yang Feng to tear through Manchester City's defense, received Bender's overhead ball, and then dribbled the ball straight to Manchester City's goal.

At this moment, the Iduna Signal Park Stadium seemed to have a mushroom egg detonated. The sound of "boom" almost burst everyone's eardrums.

"Beautiful! Aubameyang succeeded in countering offside, and brought... ah?"

The Signal Iduna Park Stadium, which was full of jubilation just now, suddenly became silent for a moment.

Oblak seized the momentary space where Aubameyang was waving the ball, made a quick save, and held the ball into his arms under Aubameyang's bewildered eyes...

What makes Dortmund fans even more crazy is that Aubameyang did not trip his feet on Oblak, and then do a 360-degree front somersault in front of the goal, but obediently withdrew his feet and jumped over Oblak.

Kompany and Van Dijk just wanted to rush to celebrate with Oblak, but Oblak stood up with one hand, then rushed out of the goal, and threw the ball heavily when he was about to run out of the penalty area.

Cross, who was already waiting on his side, raised his right foot, stopped the ball lightly, and then slammed his foot straight along the middle.

Yang Feng ran back gently against the football, ready to catch it.

Kyle followed Yang Feng every step of the way, and wanted to press close to him, but when Yang Feng was about to touch the ball, he suddenly thought of something, not only stopped immediately, but also took a step back.

Sure enough, Yang Feng did not choose to stop the ball, but lightly picked the football with his toes, and the football rose high and fell behind him.

While complacent about his foresight, Kyle turned around and chased after the football.

Three steps, two steps, one step, catch up!
The moment his right foot touched the football, Kyle finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing through Yang Feng's tricks can only be regarded as the first step to success. In the face of Yang Feng's terrifying speed, he was really afraid that the pervert would be able to overtake him and get the ball first under such circumstances.

Well now, just kick the ball back to the penalty area, and Papastathopoulos in front of him will naturally clear the ball with his big feet.

As soon as the thought fell, I saw the frightened face of Papastathopoulos.

"careful!"

"Behind!"

"Yang!"

Based on Kyle's experience, of course he knew what happened. He immediately moved his footsteps slightly, completely blocking the football in front of him, and then pushed the arch of his foot, and was about to pass the ball. Juli came...

Like a tiger that strayed into the field, Yang Feng forcefully pushed Kyle aside, then took advantage of the situation and pushed the ball to his feet.

Bring it to you!

Kyle staggered back to the side, not forgetting to reach out and grab a piece of Yang Feng's clothes barely.

"Foul! Foul!"

"Blow the whistle! Can't you see such an obvious foul?!"

Dortmund fans and players are crazy, and the referee is deaf.

Yang Feng took the ball to face Papastathopoulos.

Papastathopoulos was also unambiguous, and he shoveled head-on very decisively.

Yang Feng moved faster, and almost as soon as he sank, he had already swiped the ball from his right, and then flashed to the left by himself.

The ball is divided!

Liu Fanshu on the press seat could clearly hear the sound of gasping for air-conditioning, and colleagues from various countries have contributed to global warming with their meager efforts.

Weidenfeller abandoned the door and rushed towards Yang Feng with a movement that was almost exactly the same as that of Oblak just now.

Yang Feng picked up the ball lightly, and the people jumped up lightly, one person and one ball flew past Weidenfeller's body...

"GOAL!!! Yang steals Kyle behind the back, passes the ball past Papastathopoulos, then dribbles the ball over the attacking goalkeeper, pushes the empty goal and succeeds."

"No.15 minutes of the game, the score was 0-2. If you look at the score alone, you must think how unfortunate Dortmund is, but if you watch the process, you know that for Dortmund, only two goals behind is already their biggest. luck."

"Three shots, two goals, Yang Feng's scoring efficiency is still so stable..."

The sound of booing from the south stand began to flood again.

Under the gaze of the referee as if he was about to kill someone, Yang Feng ran over there again.

Everyone thought that this guy was going to make a shut up gesture again, but he did the opposite, put his hands to his ears, and pretended to be listening.

what are you guys saying?louder, i can't hear you...

"Shh!!!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going down and kicking his leg!"

"Come closer, see if I don't smash shit on you!!"

Aguero and Silva rushed over together, but instead of celebrating with Yang Feng, they set him up from left to right and pulled him away from the danger zone.

In addition to water bottles, coins, buttons, etc., someone had already thrown off the shoes. They were really afraid that Yang Feng would be smashed to the ground.

"This is the No.13 goal scored by Yang Feng against Dortmund, and it is also the 198th goal of his career! According to this scoring efficiency, he will very likely score the 200th goal of his career in this game A goal! If this scene really happens, then Yang Feng will surpass Greaves and become the youngest player to reach the 200-goal milestone in the five major leagues!"

Yang Feng didn't have much confidence to reach 200 goals in this game, but he didn't expect the wind to be so smooth today. He scored twice in just 15 minutes, and his ambition naturally skyrocketed.

Compared with his cautiousness, the fans and the club are much bolder. Many people have already held up the slogan with "200" written on it. Manchester City Club has already prepared a home stadium with "200" printed on the back. The jersey is on the bench.

Klopp was out of anger, shouting at the players: "Fucking victory! Fucking three points! I have only one request for this game: don't let him score again. !"

His grievances with Yang Feng are not just as simple as the former Derby rivals, but that he has been against China several times when Yang Feng was still playing in the Bundesliga, and the relationship between the two has long been deeply rooted.

After the start of the game, the actions of Dortmund players were much bigger.

In the 20th minute, Kyle finally couldn't help kicking Yang Feng and received the first yellow card of the game.

In the 25th minute, Gross Kreutz also made a black foot and brought Yang Feng to the ground with an almost scissors-like movement, but this time he escaped the referee's eyes miraculously and was only verbally warn.

In the 31st minute, Yang Feng picked the ball consecutively, and Subotic and Sven Bender kicked him one by one, sending him to the stretcher abruptly, and each received a yellow card.

The home fans gave warm applause, but just 3 minutes later, Yang Feng stood on the sidelines alive and well.

In the 35th minute, Yang Feng passed Subotic through the crotch, knocked Svend down to the ground abruptly, and hit the handjob with a long shot.

In the 37th minute, Immobile and Van Dijk were elbowed by the latter in the process of fighting for the top, lying on the ground and unable to get up for a long time.

Van Dyke would like to mention a topaz card.

In the 40th minute, Aubameyang once again used the speed of the wind to reverse offside, but before he could hit the goal, Kompany shoveled him down from behind.

"Beep!"

The sharp whistle sounded, and the referee rushed to the scene, panting, and showed Kompany a high red card, while reaching for the penalty spot.

Kompany walked towards the sidelines expressionlessly amidst the abuse of the home fans, ignoring Aubameyang who was wailing behind him.

"...Maybe it was caused by Dortmund's malicious foul on Yang Feng, and the Manchester City players have lost their minds. This is not what we want to see..."

Kompany handed the captain's armband to Silva and walked into the tunnel to the applause of his own fans.

Aubameyang was taken off the field for treatment, Immobile made a penalty kick and the score became 1-2.

"The goal was scored, the opponent was sent off, the score was recovered by one point, and Dortmund saw hope again..."

What made Dortmund even more delighted was that Aubameyang was soon back on the pitch, which made them suddenly feel like they were doing it again.

After Dortmund regained one point, the first half of the game was coming to an end, and the coaches of both sides had already started to arrange the second half, but just as the fourth official raised the card for stoppage time, the situation on the court changed suddenly.

Kanter took the ball to near the middle circle, and kicked the ball over the top to Yang Feng in front.

Yang Feng sprinted forward with full power, and Kyle, who was overtaken, flew up and grabbed Yang Feng's pants...

Thankfully, Yang Feng's belt was tied tightly enough, and his shorts were strong enough. He didn't pull him off or tear him apart, but dragged him for a full three meters.

Three meters later, Kyle slipped his fingertips, and Yang Feng had disappeared.

Subotic and Papastathopoulos teamed up to kill, unequivocally shoveling head-on.

Yang Feng was not tough, but passed the ball across to De Bruyne who came up from a parallel running position, and then bypassed Subotic and rushed to the goal.

In fact, De Bruyne already has room to shoot, but the angle is relatively biased. If you hit hard, you need a little luck, so it is still safe to pass the ball back to Yang Feng's feet.

Weidenfeller made a correct judgment and immediately rushed towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's right shoulder sank, turned the ball to change direction, once again out of the way of Weidenfeller, and pushed the empty goal.

1-3.
"GOAL!!! Yang scored his 13th career hat-trick and scored his 199th career goal!"

"How will Yang Feng celebrate this time? Will he continue to provoke Dortmund fans in the South Stand?"

The Bumblebee loyalists in the south stand had already prepared their greetings. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng would not play with them this time, but trotted to the visiting team stand.

Amidst the cheers of the fans, Yang Feng clenched his right hand and swung it violently into the air.

Every time he swung, the audience roared wildly, and the sound went up to the sky.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

A total of three punches, exactly the same as Klopp's farmer's three punches, but no one will treat him as a child's anger, but because Yang Feng just scored three goals.

Three goals and three punches, it seemed that every punch hit Klopp's face.

Punch to the flesh.

　Friendship push book: "After signing with AC Milan, I opened my hands"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)