six finger demon

Chapter 135 Holy shit, did he really shoot? (52008000)

The gunner's attack was blocked, which was nothing to the professor.

In the last game, the Gunners not only took away 3 points at Stamford Bridge, but also scored two valuable goals.

Judging from the current form, the Gunners have almost entered the semi-finals with one foot.

For Wenger and his team, this game only needs to be played 0-0 to complete the task and get promoted smoothly.

But looking at the current situation on the field, the professor's right eye couldn't stop jumping up.

Under Tang Wu's dispatch, Chelsea not only moved forward as a whole, but also advanced towards the Gunners' half-court a little bit.

In this way, Chelsea's offensive distance will be shortened, and physical exertion will gradually decrease.

It's not that the Gunners haven't tried "counterattack", but every time after Chelsea's three passes and two downs, the ball will roll to Tang Wu's feet.

Even though Tang Wu is at the front, he is still Chelsea's last player.

Tang Wu either shifted or used his big feet to sprint, and each time the gunman who rushed out to attack was exhausted, and returned to the defense desperately in fear.

"It seems that Chelsea played very patiently, and did not rush to attack because the home score was behind. That would instead fall into the rhythm of the Gunners." Zhan Jun analyzed a sentence while taking advantage of the throw-in.

Chelsea did play very smartly.

Before the game, the "rhetoric words" of Ranieri and Ferguson seemed to indicate that the Blues would fight the Gunners at the beginning of the game.

But no one expected that the Blues would be so calm. Except for a header from Gudjohnsen in the first half hour, they did not form a threatening attack on the Gunners' goal.

But the more this is the case, the greater the pressure on the Gunners.

The calm before the storm?
Chelsea is going to hold back a big move!

When will the big move come?What was it like when you came?Which is the fuse?

Some gunmen began to tremble, and some gunmen became impatient.

"It seems that La Nieli wants to put the counterattack time in the second half." Wenger is still better than the players.

Everyone guessed that Chelsea will not give up the Champions League easily, but the truth is false, and the false is true.In the first half of the point, the Blues retreated to advance, which was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

But the coach can see it clearly, but the players can't.

In the 34th minute of the game, the unwilling Gunners launched a high-position press again.

Parker used his body to resist Vieira fiercely when the offensive line was blocked.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and behind the 20-year-old Parker, the captain of the Gunners was helpless.

Pass back, grab up; pass back again, grab up again.

Relying on his youth, Reyes ran with the rolling ball.He was betting that if the Blues made even the slightest mistake, he would steal the ball at a hurricane-like speed and hoist it into the goal behind Tang Wu.

"That's an empty door!"

Every time he sees the empty goal of the Blues, Reyes is envious.

"really!"

Seeing that Melchiot really passed Tang Wu back, Reyes suddenly broke out with unprecedented speed and chased the ball desperately.

"Be careful!" Zhan Jun couldn't help but whispered.

Fortunately, Melchiot's passing was of high quality and there were no turnovers.

Seeing the ball rolling towards him and the Spanish golden boy chasing behind him, Tang Wu strode forward and kicked Duff who was about to run in the frontcourt.

"Don't even think about it!" The Spanish golden boy, whose speed had reached the limit, had no intention of slowing down at all. He looked at the route and jumped forward, intending to stop Tang Wu's big foot with his outstretched legs.

"Wow!"

There was an exclamation over Highbury.

Under the gaze of nearly [-] fans, Tang Wu's swung left leg did not push the ball into the air.Instead, he gave way to the ball, waited for it to roll behind him, and gently pushed with the arch of his left foot, pushing the ball from behind to his right.

"You've finally been fooled!" Reyes' eyes flashed, and his body, which was almost "desperately" rushing out, fell to the ground quickly. With his center of gravity shifted back, he immediately stretched his legs and grabbed the football under Tang Wu's feet.

"Not good! Reyes wasn't fooled!" Now, even Huang Jianxiang was in a hurry.

Tang Wu directed Chelsea's defense to play steadily for half a point. If Tang Wu lost the ball because of a mistake by Tang Wu, then not only Chelsea would fall short, but it would also be a big blow to Tang Wu himself.

In the Premier League, I don't know how many media waited for Tang Wu to make a mistake, and then played it up.

In the stands of the visiting team, many girl fans covered their eyes, unable to bear to watch the young gunman shoot his empty goal.

However, a second later, there was no cheers from the fans of the home team at Highbury, but a roar from Tang Wu: "Mario, retreat!"

The female fans opened their eyes and discovered through their fingers that Tang Wu's left side was lowered to the right five or six meters outside the Blues penalty area, almost leaning his entire weight on Reyes.

With the double cooperation of shoulder and elbow and left leg horse stance, Tang Wu not only used half of his body to stand still, but also firmly stuck Reyes on this side.Meanwhile, Tang Wu's right foot was straightened and tensed towards the distance, and under the tiptoe, there was a motionless ball lightly tapped.

At this time, Tang Wu looked very much like Henry who was protecting the ball in the corner area. Under the pressure of his [-]cm height, Reyes stretched his legs helplessly, but he couldn't touch the ball under Tang Wu's feet.

"My God!" exclaimed Richards, "he's playing with fire!"

Ignoring the assistant's astonishment, Ranieri, like Tang Wu, yelled at Melchiot anxiously, telling him to go and meet Tang Wu.

The Dutch fullback was terrified. He thought Tang Wu's ball would be intercepted and the score fell behind.

Who would have thought that his goalkeeper not only holds the ball firmly, but also protects the ball well under his feet.After a pause, Melchiot immediately accelerated and ran towards the two along the sideline.

Seeing this, Reyes moved his body to the outside little by little, trying to block Tang Wu's passing route as much as possible.

However, Tang Wu was like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Although his body was tilted, the whole body remained motionless.

Until Melchiot ran to a place behind Tang Wu, Tang Wu stretched his right foot and pushed lightly, pushing the ball to his teammate.

During this period, Tang Wu protected the ball on the spot for five seconds.

"Fack!" Reyes cursed secretly.

He was only one meter away from the goal just now, but this meter made him stare dryly for five seconds.

Angrily, Reyes threw off Tang Wu and continued to run towards Melchiot.

"There is still a chance, there is Falk!!!"

Perhaps inspired by Tang Wu, Melchiot, facing the ball, stretched out his right foot calmly, and gently flicked the ball.

The ball passed over Reyes' head and fell towards Tang Wu again.

As soon as Reyes turned his head, he saw Tang Wu's right index finger pointing to the sky being slowly put down.

"Is it his command again? Falk!"

Not only did Reyes have the atmosphere in his mind, but there was also a sigh from the home team stands.

Golden boy? , To be played by the other party like this.

As soon as the ball hit the ground, Tang Wu pushed the outer instep of his right foot forward and ran forward alone with the ball.

"TOM, here!" Seeing this, Terry hurried over to respond.

But Tang Wu swung his right foot, made a "fake facsimile belt" again, and continued to bring the ball forward on the other side.

"Why does this kid even shake me?"

Before Terry could react, Henry's figure jumped out from his side, and Terry broke into a cold sweat with fright.

If Tang Wu had passed the ball to him just now, it would most likely be cut off by Henry who followed quietly behind him.

Terry didn't notice the emperor, but in Tang Wu's vision, Henry who was hiding behind Terry was as dazzling as a shining sun.

Seeing Henry getting closer to the front left, Tang Wu actually accelerated and ran towards the spear king.

"This way!" Tang Wu hurriedly shouted to Bridge, who was in front right, after brushing past the gun king.

Out of trust in Tang Wu, Bridge, who had just received Tang Wu's pass, made a mistake and pushed the ball back to Tang Wu.

"Eh, eh, eh? What is he doing?" Seeing that Tang Wu crossed the center line to chase Bridge's one-two return pass, almost everyone had such a question in their hearts.

"Fuck, no!" As Tang Wu got closer to the ball, the eager but unbelievable desire in the hearts of the fans became stronger and stronger.Many fans even stood up straight and stretched their necks, watching Tang Wu run up, step on the ground, and swing his legs as he chased the ball.

"boom!"

There was a thunder explosion on the side of the middle circle of Highbury, and the deformed ball was slammed by Tang Wu's right foot. In 0.1 seconds, all the air in front of it was torn apart, like a missile, and it followed behind. Howling, flew towards the Arsenal goal.

"TOM? SHOOOOOOOOOOOT!" The live commentator elongated the voice in the microphone.

Richards on the sidelines almost dropped his jaw in shock, looking at the ball speeding through the air, "Damn it, did he really shoot?"

(End of this chapter)