Of course, the Dortmund fans would not calm down because of Yang Feng's actions. Instead, they went crazy and almost used the greatest strength in their lives to boo.
Yang Feng was so happy that he not only didn't panic, but also wanted to laugh.
Various sundries were thrown down from the stands, including water bottles, bananas, Nene, and even a burning firework, all falling in front of him.
Yang Feng watched all this calmly, but the referee hurried over and pushed him into the field.
"That's almost it. 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. You are honestly the best defender of order."
"I've always been honest, okay..."
The referee turned his head and gave him a look to let him know.
Klopp called the players in front of him, 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 happened? ! How many times do you want this scene to happen again?!"
Everyone in Dortmund was gnashing their teeth and their eyes were red.
"Don't worry, BOSS, this is the last goal he scores against Dortmund!"
As soon as Kyle finished speaking, he noticed that his teammates were looking at him strangely, and he immediately realized that he seemed to have said this several times.
Well, the last person to say that was Hummels, but that bitch is hiding in the stands now...
Hummels and Luo Yins in the stands looked at each other, then turned their heads silently, looking at Yang Feng's back, the feeling that they were getting further and further away from him became more and more obvious.
The game started again with louder cheers and harsher boos.
Aubameyang did not dare to step forward rashly this time. He honestly stabilized the rhythm in the midfield before starting to press forward into the Manchester City half.
Yang Feng also did not rush forward, but stayed in the midfield to control the ball.
With De Bruyne, Silva, and Yang Feng in the front, Kante and Kroos in the back, even if Kante and De Bruyne are not at their peak, this midfield lineup is enough to give any team a drink.
In the 3rd minute, Cross received a pass from Kanter and then made a long pass to the ground. Yang Feng and Silva passed one after another and then gave the ball to De Bruyne.
De Bruyne made another arcing through ball.
Aguero moved 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 the offside position.
"De Bruyne made a direct pass, Aguero failed to fight offside, and Manchester City lost an opportunity to expand the score..."
In the 5th minute, Kompany successfully stole the ball from Aubameyang with a vicious sliding tackle, and then passed the ball to Kante amid the boos of the audience.
Kanter calmly did a wall-to-wall coordination with Kroos, then dribbled the ball forward and passed Silva diagonally.
Silva kicked the ball to Kolarov who came forward.
This Serbian left-back, who was once benched during the Mancini era, gradually got some opportunities after Pellegrini took over, so he cherished this start and kicked the ball. High quality long shot.
The football flew through the air and flew to the goal before many special defenders could react.
Weidenfeller jumped in like a conditioned reflex. When he didn't know what happened, with a "Peng" sound, the football hit his right palm hard.
Weidenfeller's right palm was raised high, and the football was not blocked. It continued to fly forward, but the route changed and it hit the goal post in the regretful eyes of Manchester City fans.
Kolarov kicked the turf unhappily, and then looked at Yang Feng aside guiltily.
If he had stopped the ball and patiently passed one or two more passes, Yang Feng, who had just run out of the gap, would have already had a chance to shoot.
Kolarov originally expected to get a warning look from Director Yang, but unexpectedly the other party gave him a thumbs-up gesture and said, "Nice shot!"
"Aha?" Kolarov's mood suddenly went up and down like a roller coaster.
"Kolarov's long shot! Oops, Weidenfeller made a world-class save! Many people don't know that Kolarov is actually a slugger, with long shots, free kicks and crosses. Very deep skill..."
After consecutive missed attacks, Manchester City did not rush forward impatiently, but more cautiously strengthened the control of the rhythm. The mercury-like offense almost overwhelmed Dortmund.
In the 10th minute, Yang Feng received a pass from Kroos with his back and directly passed the ball over Kyle's head. Then he used his speed to quickly get rid of Papastathopoulos and Schmelzer and took about three steps in the penalty area. The place where the kick exploded.
Powerful, fast and at an angle, this was almost Yang Feng's most confident shot after getting Van Persie's star card, but it hit Subotic's foot and missed the baseline.
In the 15th minute, Dortmund finally ushered in its first truly threatening attack since the start of the game.
The threat is still the best in the Hornets, Aubameyang.
Meiyangyang used a speed almost as fast as Yang Feng to tear apart Manchester City's defense, received Bender's overhead ball, and then drove the ball straight to the Manchester City goal.
At this moment, it was as if a mushroom egg had been detonated at the Induna Signal Park Stadium. The sound of "boom" almost shattered everyone's eardrums.
"Beautiful! Aubameyang succeeded in countering offside, leading alone... ah?"
The Induna Signal Park stadium, which had been full of jubilation just now, suddenly fell silent for a moment.
Oblak seized the space for Aubameyang to pass the ball, made a lightning save, and took 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 forward somersault in front of the goal. Instead, he honestly collected his feet and jumped off Oblak. passed.
Kompany and Van Dijk were about to rush over to celebrate with Oblak, but Oblak had already stood up with one hand, rushed out of the goal, and threw the ball hard as he was about to run out of the penalty area.
Cross, who was waiting sideways, raised his right foot, stopped the ball lightly, and then kicked it through the middle.
Yang Feng ran back gently towards the football, preparing to catch the ball.
Kyle followed Yang Feng every step of the way. He wanted to press closely, but when Yang Feng was about to touch the ball, he suddenly thought of something and not only stopped immediately, but also took a step back.
Sure enough, Yang Feng did not choose to stop the ball, but lightly tipped the football with his toes. The football rose high and fell behind him.
Kyle was smug about his foresight as he turned towards the football and chased after it.
Three steps, two steps, one step, we caught 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 could overtake him and get the ball first under such circumstances.
Now, all he needs to do is kick the ball back to the penalty area, and Papastathopoulos in front of him will naturally clear the ball with his big foot.
As soon as he finished his thoughts, he saw Papastathopoulos' frightened face.
"careful!"
"later!"
"Yang!"
Of course Kyle knew what happened based on his experience. He immediately moved his steps slightly to completely block the football in front of him. Then he pushed the arch of his foot and was about to pass the ball. Unfortunately, as soon as his foot touched the ball, there was a rush of air from his side. The huge force comes...
Like a tiger that accidentally entered the court, Yang Feng forcefully pushed Kyle aside, then took advantage of the situation and put the ball at his feet.
Get it you!
Kyle staggered away to the side, not forgetting to reach forward and grab a piece of Yang Feng's clothes.
"Foul! Foul!"
"Blow the whistle! Can't you see such an obvious foul?!"
Dortmund's fans and players were all going crazy, and the referee was deaf.
Yang Feng dribbled the ball directly towards Papastathopoulos.
Papastathopoulos also didn't include the lake, and he faced a shovel very decisively.
Yang Feng moved faster. Almost as soon as he sank down, he had already passed the ball from his right, and then dodged to the left.
The ball passed!
Liu Fanshu, who was in the press box, could clearly hear the gasps of air-conditioning in the surroundings. Colleagues from various countries were using their own meager efforts to contribute to global warming.
Weidenfeller abandoned the door and rushed towards Yang Feng with an action that was almost exactly the same as Oblak's just now.
Yang Feng gently picked up the ball, and the people jumped up slightly. Each ball flew past Weidenfeller...
"GOAL!
! Young stole Kyle from behind, passed the ball past Papastathopoulos, and then dribbled the ball past the attacking goalkeeper and pushed the ball into the empty goal. "
"In the fifteenth minute of the game, the score was 0-2. If you look at the score alone, you must think how unlucky Dortmund is, but if you watch the process, you know that for Dortmund, being only two goals behind is already their biggest of luck."
"Three shots, two goals, Yang Feng's scoring efficiency is still so stable..."
The boos and cheers from the South Stand began to pour in again.
Under the referee's eyes as if he wanted to kill someone, Yang Feng ran over there again.
Everyone thought that this guy was going to shut up again, but unexpectedly he did the opposite and put his hands to his ears as if to listen.
what are you guys saying? Louder, I can't hear you...
“Shh!
! "
"Don't stop me, I'm going to go down and kick his legs off!"
"Come a little closer and see if I don't smash your shit!
"
Aguero and Silva rushed over together, but instead of celebrating with Yang Feng, they picked him up left and right and pulled him away from the danger zone.
In addition to water bottles, coins, buttons, etc., some people had already thrown off their shoes. They were really afraid that Yang Feng would be smashed to the ground.
"This is the thirteenth goal that Yang Feng scored against Dortmund and 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 in the five major leagues to reach the 200-goal milestone!"
Yang Feng originally didn't have much confidence in reaching 200 goals in this game, but he didn't expect that his footwork was so smooth today. He had already scored twice in just fifteen minutes, and his ambitions naturally skyrocketed.
Compared with his cautiousness, fans and clubs are much bolder. Many people have held up slogans with the word "200" written on them. Manchester City Club has also prepared a home stadium shirt with the words "200" printed on the back. The jersey is on the bench.
Klopp was furious and shouted to the players: "What a damn victory! What a damn three points! I have only one request for this game: don't let him score again." !”
His grudge with Yang Feng is not just as simple as the former Derby rivals, but he has openly or covertly criticized China several times when Yang Feng was still playing in the Bundesliga. The feud between the two has long been deeply rooted.
After the game started, the Dortmund players moved much more aggressively.
In the 20th minute, Kyle finally couldn't help but attack Yang Feng and received the first yellow card of the game.
In the 25th minute, Grosskreutz also made a black kick, using an almost scissor-like action to knock Yang Feng to the ground. However, this time he miraculously escaped the referee's eyes and was only verbally punished. warn.
In the 31st minute, Yang Feng made consecutive passes. Subotic and Sven Bender held hands and kicked him, forcing him to be put on a stretcher.
The home fans burst into warm applause, but just three minutes later, Yang Feng stood on the sidelines in full swing.
In the 35th minute, Yang Feng passed Subotic through the crotch, knocked Svenend to the ground head-on, and hit the target with a long shot.
In the 37th minute, Immobile and Van Dijk were knocked over by an elbow from the latter during the fight for the top. He lay on the ground unable to get up for a long time.
Van Dyke likes to get a topaz card.
In the 40th minute, Aubameyang once again used his wind-like speed to successfully counter the offside, but before he could hit the goal, Kompany knocked him down from behind.
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
"Beep!"
The sharp whistle sounded, and the referee rushed to the scene panting, flashing a red card to Kompany while reaching for the penalty spot.
Kompany walked to the sideline expressionlessly amid the abuse from the home fans, ignoring Aubameyang who was wailing behind him.
"...Perhaps they were angered by Dortmund's flagrant foul on Yang Feng, and the Manchester City players have also lost their minds. This is not what we want to see..."
Kompany handed the captain's armband to Silva and then walked into the tunnel to the applause of his fans.
Aubameyang was taken off the field for treatment, but Moby took the penalty kick and the score became 1-2.
"The ball was scored, the opponent was sent off, and the score was back to one point. Dortmund saw hope again..."
What pleased Dortmund even more was that Aubameyang quickly returned to the court, which made them suddenly feel like they were OK again.
After Dortmund recovered a point, the first half of the game was coming to an end. The coaches of both sides were already planning for the second half, but as soon as the fourth official raised the stoppage time card, the situation on the court suddenly changed.
Kanter brought the ball to the center circle and gave an overhead kick to Yang Feng in front.
Yang Feng sprinted forward at full speed. Kyle, who was overtaken, flew forward and grabbed Yang Feng's pants...
Thank God, Yang Feng's belt was tied tightly enough and his shorts were strong enough. He did not take them off or tear them to pieces. Instead, he dragged him for a full three meters.
Three meters later, Kyle's fingertips slipped and Yang Feng had disappeared.
Subotic and Papastathopoulos joined forces to attack and tackled the opponent without any hesitation.
Yang Feng did not force the ball, but passed the ball to De Bruyne who was running parallel, and then bypassed Subotic and rushed to the goal.
De Bruyne actually already had space to shoot, but the angle was relatively biased. If he hit it hard, he would have to rely on luck, so he safely passed the ball back to Yang Feng.
Weidenfeller made the correct judgment and immediately pounced on Yang Feng.
Yang Feng's right shoulder sank, and he changed the direction of the ball. He once again pushed Weidenfeller out of the way and shot into the empty goal.
1-3.
"GOAL!
! Young scored his 13th career hat trick and scored his 199th career goal! "
"How will Yang Feng celebrate this time? Will he continue to provoke the Dortmund fans in the South Stand?"
The die-hard Hornet fans in the South Stand had already prepared greetings. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng stopped playing with them this time. Instead, he jogged to the visiting team stand.
Amid the cheers of the fans, Yang Feng clenched his right fist and swung it into the air.
Every time he swung, the audience roared wildly, and the sound went up to the sky.
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
There were three punches in total, which were exactly the same as Klopp's farmer's three punches, but no one would regard him as a child's anger, but because Yang Feng scored exactly three goals.
Three goals and three punches, it seemed like every punch hit Klopp in the face.
Punch to the flesh.
