After resuppressing the Steel Team, the opponent seemed to have forgotten Vardy's stunning running goal, and the overall formation was very high.

At this time, Vardy knew that his chance had come.

The corner kick that was flying high was put into his arms by the Iron Team goalkeeper. The goalkeeper looked up at the situation in the frontcourt and found that Vardy was reaching out to ask for it at the center line. Due to Vardy's amazing performance just now, the goalkeeper looked the ball towards the frontcourt without any hesitation.

The strength is very strong. The ball flew high across the Iron Team's half and crossed the center line to show a tendency to fall. The players' eyes on both sides are moving with the ball and are high above.

When the ball was about to land, he suddenly realized that Vardy had already appeared on the court with a terrifying speed again, as he was like a cheetah chasing prey on the grassland.

The wide eyes seemed to be able to bulge out of their eye sockets. This terrifying feeling made them sound again. The speed of Vardy just now did not seem to belong to the earth.

The opponent's last drag-back center defender was struggling to chase the ball, but he knew that a speed monster was coming from behind, as if it was so fast that it could create a vacuum in the surrounding area, making him fall backwards involuntarily.

Amid everyone's screams, Vardy seemed to step on the Rockets, surpassing the opponent's defender, hitting the ball first, and then his speed suddenly increased, spreading his feet, dribbling the ball away.

The opponent's defender wanted to foul, but for only half a second hesitation, he completely lost this opportunity and regretted it. The stretched out hand could no longer reach Vardy, even if it was just a corner of his clothes.

The opponent goalkeeper once again abandoned the door without hesitation. This is the only solution to face a single sword. If he still stays in front of the goal, it is no different from giving up automatically.

However, while the goalkeeper attacked, he was also guarding against Vardy's lob shot. Vardy humiliated him with the lob shot just now. He didn't want to be ******* again. But in front of Vardy's absolute speed, the goalkeeper who attacked seemed to just walk out of the house and let go, and then... there was no more.

With a light hit with his right foot, even if the opponent's goalkeeper pounced on him to block it, he was still bypassed by Vardy. Facing the empty goal, Vardy naturally could not waste such an opportunity and gently pushed the ball into the net.

The whole process went smoothly, from the sprint to the final shot, making the adrenal hormones burst out infinitely, giving the feeling of a Jedi samurai.

Vardy stood in front of the opponent's goal, raising his hands that had been clenched into fists, looking rebellious!

Come and open your dog's eyes and take a look. This is the child whose hair is not all grown in your mouth!

Don’t you want to play with chrysanthemums? Come on, I’ll let you see what it feels like to be **!

All of them are fucked for me to eat. Shit!

Vardy's expression was ridiculed with a ridicule that broke through the sky. The eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything made the opponent's players dare not look directly in a panic.

However, before Vardy could get used to it, his already crazy teammates once again drowned him in the sea of ​​people, and everyone gathered in a group to celebrate this extremely exciting goal.

The tradition of English football is simple and crude, which is in line with the appreciation of John Bulls. If it were a game where the ball was kept falling back and forth without physical confrontation for a long time, perhaps football would have been no longer the number one sport in England.

"Bastard, you became famous with one goal. Starting today, you are the real big star!" David hugged Vardy's shoulder and punched David hard in the chest.

With his feet grinning, Vardy asked back angrily: "A big star that no one knows after leaving this community?"

"Isn't this good? You know, there are many beautiful girls in the community with hot bodies! Don't you want them to throw themselves into your arms?" David said this with a tinged look, his lustful eyes seemed to have already shined.

Vardy felt that he had no common language with this guy, and could transfer the topic to the girl in just a few sentences. The sperm looks so vulgar.

I am a man who wants to become a superstar!

How can you be addicted to the land of gentleness?

Of course, if a cute girl came to him on her own initiative, he would not refuse!

This has nothing to do with character...

Although the game started again, there was not much time left, and both sides seemed to have the intention to stop. Seeing the opponent's Chen Bing in the second half, Vardy knew that his idea of ​​playing a hat trick was going to ruin. Without the support of his teammates, he could not have brought the ball to defeat the opponent's entire team. He just wanted to become a superstar, not a god!

"Beautiful job, Jamie, I knew that transferring you to the first team was the most correct decision. Now, go home and have a good rest!" The head coach of the Irons took the initiative to hug Valdy when he was out of the field and said softly in his ear.

Valdy nodded silently. In fact, he really wanted to tell the head coach that this was probably his first and last game with the Steel.

However, considering the other party's mood, Vardy thought he would be happy for a while first!

"I never knew you had such a fast speed. It felt faster than a professional sprinter. Did you always play a pig and eat a tiger?"

David and Vardy were chatting and walking towards the locker room. Vardy's outstanding performance today made this friend very excited.

"I've always been so fast, okay? It's just that you guys didn't find out the brains!" Vardy said stinkyly.

Although he said this, Vardy knew that this was definitely a system transformation. How much did he have before? Isn’t he still clear?

But before they could enter the locker room, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

"Uncle, do you want Jamie's signature? Or do you want to introduce your beautiful daughter to Jamie? I am Jamie's good friend, and my football skills are better than Jamie. If you really have a beautiful daughter, please introduce it to me first!"

Before the middle-aged man could speak on his own initiative, David had already turned on the funny mode, and his smug look made Vardy stunned.

Do your whole family know that you are so funny?

The middle-aged man didn't care at all and shrugged, "My daughter weighs more than 200 pounds, and I'm also worried that she won't find a boyfriend. I'm so happy to say that!"

Then David retreated...
Chapter completed!