Flowing over, the ball is still my own!

However, the foot was as fast as lightning, shoveling away the football on Song Jun's toes.

Football flew to the left back of the Blues!

An incredible look appeared on Qian Xiaohuan's face, and a panic suddenly popped up in his heart. If this continues, his main position may be insured!

Zhang Hu, who was standing on the sidelines, frowned even tighter. He thought to himself that the rich family is indeed different, he is rich! He is rich!

...

Just as the football was stabbed away, an incredible look appeared in Song Jun's eyes!

There are still people in this team competing with themselves for speed? There are still people who stab the ball away under their feet?

Who is it? Why didn’t you know before!

Song Jun's eyes moved to the left, and he looked at the face of the man lying on the ground.

The doubts on Song Jun's face were even more serious!

Impossible? Absolutely impossible!

How could this pursuit be completed in thirty meters and four seconds?
Chapter completed!