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Chapter 150 3:1! Chen Ting kills the game!!

“Boom!”

With a dull sound, the ball flew towards the middle of the goal.

This corner kick has a lot of power, but the angle is too right.

Without goalkeeper Pierre’s shot, defender Babett jumped in place and headed the ball over the back post.

Van den Bowman lifted his right foot, easily unloaded the force, and ran forward with the ball.

Two seconds later, he looked in the direction where Chen Ting was sitting and got up to make a long pass.

Chen Ting understood, shook the staring player with a feint to the left, and took two steps forward to control the ball at his feet.

As soon as the Lille player who was close to the defense reacted, the football had left Chen Ting’s feet and flew towards the right side of the goal.

Exactly where Milo is.

Milo stood in place, his body slightly tilted to the right.

The moment the football came to the front of it, it instantly got up and slammed into the football.

There was another dull sound, and the football flew towards the goal.

Lille’s goalkeeper Ellana tried his best to spread his arms, but still did not touch the football.

The referee blew the effective whistle for the goal, and the scoreboard on the sidelines became 0:2.

Montpellier led by two goals.

In the stands, the Montpellier fans erupted into loud cheers, completely overshadowing the voices of the Lille fans on the other side.

“Oooo

In the dugout, head coach Alfred jumped excitedly.

After more than seventy minutes, the game ended immediately, Montpellier led by two goals and almost won the game.

Winning the competition means winning the Falk National Cup!

Excited Alfred and assistant coach next to him – hugs.

“We’re about to win! The champion is ours! ”

Several assistant coaches are also in good mood, winning the championship means that their prize money will be doubled, and one more championship will be added to their professional history.

In the box on the third floor, Mourinho, Enrique and Moyes all fell silent, looking at Conte with a hint of jealousy in their eyes.

A player like Chen Ting is definitely what any coach wants.

Only Conte looked at Chen Ting running on the field with a smile.

He knows that his choice is not wrong, no matter what the cost, as long as he can bring Chen Ting to Juventus, it is worth it.

Long Guo, in the studio of the sports channel, Huang Zixiang stood up from his chair excitedly.

“Chen Ting’s assist! Striker Milo scores! ”

“Montpellier 2″ 0 leads! Ten minutes left in the game! ”

“Montpellier is getting closer to victory! Chen Ting will also receive the first championship trophy of his career! ”

Liu Dahong exhaled and waited until his mood calmed down before slowly speaking.

“Although Montpellier has a great advantage, it must not be careless.”

“Lille is not a weak team, they have the strength to turn around against the wind, Montpellier must strengthen the defense, not give them a chance!”

In the comment area, the barrage of Dragon Kingdom fans brushed quickly, to the point that the two commentators could not see clearly.

“Chen Ting is amazing! Another god-level assist! ”

“Seventeen! Single-handedly led Montpellier to victory! Chen Ting is awesome! ”

“Chen Ting is my god! I’ve been a fan of him all my life! ”

“What about Wang Hao? What about the soccer association’s group of bitches? Do you dare to come out and shout twice? ”

“Didn’t you say that Chen Ting couldn’t win the championship? Come out! ”

The suffocation in the hearts of countless Dragon Country fans was swept away and became very happy.

Chen Ting’s performance slapped Wang Hao and others in the face.

In a villa, Wang Hao slumped on the sofa, looking at the homepage of his social account.

The number of followers became triple-digits, and the number of private messages increased at an explosive rate.

Wang Hao closed his eyes, and his heart was like death.

Two seconds later, Wang Hao exhaled and made a major decision.

He canceled his account.

Wang Hao knew that after Chen Ting won the Fake National Cup, he would completely become the object of contempt of the fans of the Dragon Kingdom, and no one would believe in him anymore.

Naturally, there is no way to make money on this number.

Leaving this account is of no use except for being scolded.

On the pitch, the two-goal leader Montpellier players hugged each other to celebrate the upcoming victory.

On the side of the Lille team, all the players looked at Cheru with resentment.

“Fak! What the hell are you doing! Why shoot yourself again! Nolan scolded.

Left winger Payette directly grabbed Cheru’s collar: “Say! You didn’t mean it! Why didn’t you pass the ball to me just now! ”

The other players, although they did not speak, had their eyes representing their attitude.

On the sidelines, Lille’s head coach Garcia turned livid.

The fourth officer raised the substitution card, and Cheru was replaced.

After coming to the sidelines, Garcia cursed loudly at Cheru, and the Lille fans in the stands threw the level, banana in their hands in Cheru’s face.

Cheru didn’t react and walked straight into the players’ tunnel.

He knew that he would not be able to mix with this team in the future.

From the moment he chooses to shoot himself, he is gambling, if he scores a goal, he will become a hero, and if he loses, he will become a sinner.

The game continued and the Lille player, who was in a frustrated mood, was given a chance in the 85th minute.

Right winger Luca ran long with the ball and was about to enter the box when Montpellier defender Babet, in a hurry, extended his right foot and tackled Luca.

Lille were awarded a well-placed free-kick opportunity.

Nolan walked up to the penalty spot, took two steps back, then ran and got up.

With a full moon scimitar, the football flew towards the goal with an arc.

Goalkeeper Pierre flew in to save, but unfortunately did not touch the football.

The referee’s whistle sounded and the goal was valid.

Lille pulled back the evidence.

With five minutes left in the regular game, Montpellier led by one goal.

This made the hearts of the audience tug again.

Lille fans saw the hope of equalising, shouting loudly to cheer for the team.

Immersed in joy, Montpellier fans then understood that the game was not over and the ultimate winner had not yet been determined.

The Montpellier fans who came to their senses sang the Montpellier anthem in unison, and the voice rose from wave to wave.

Chen Ting looked at Van den Bowman and Milo and nodded slightly.

He also has one last chance to make a precise straight shot, and if he uses it well, he can kill the game.

Two minutes later, the eighty-seventh minute of the game.

Van den Bowman picked up the ball near the centre circle and broke through with the ball himself.

After coming to the top area of the arc, he divided the ball to the feet of Chen Ting on the left and inserted it himself.

In the face of Van den Baumann’s pass, Chen Ting did not make any adjustments, poked his toes hard, and passed directly to the feet of Milo.

Milo was about to shoot when he found Lille’s defender Sidia blocking in front of him.

In a hurry, Milo moved, turned around, passed the ball backwards, and kicked the ball into the unguarded area in the middle.

Chen Ting just appeared here, pushing sideways.

The football rolled into the net.