Chapter 134 God's Perspective
After scoring the goal, Fang suddenly heard many Chelsea fans on the sidelines making discriminatory remarks to him.

It seems that his goal made Zheng Miqi's grandparents unhappy.

Equation will not be polite to these people, and ran under the most excited stands, he raised an index finger to express his first goal of the game.

"Bitch, haven't you ever scored a goal?"

"Come out if you have the ability"

The fans in the stands became even more angry. They had long been displeased with this Arsenal core player.Without this person, Chelsea would definitely be able to beat Arsenal.

"After the game, you wait for me"

A redneck fan threw a paper beer cup in angrily,

Fang Fang couldn't help but sneered when he heard this elementary school student's talk about a fight.

It's been so many years, I didn't expect him to hear such words in the Premier League.

His way of responding was very simple, he just made a zipper movement on his mouth, which meant to shut up quickly.

"This guy"

Chelsea's appearance is responsible, and Haverts felt instantly upset when he saw the opponent's No. 10 being so arrogant.

The most important thing is that Haverts also plays as a midfielder. He has struggled in recent games and has been repeatedly jumping in the position of the forward and midfielder. He has lost his 8000 million euro performance in the Bundesliga.

Seeing the opponent play so well now, it's hard for him not to like it.

Tuchel couldn't help sighing.

He was equalized again. To be honest, he thought that his tactics had restricted the equation, but after watching the last few minutes of the game, he realized that he was thinking too much.The opponent's number 10 is just in a bad state today. When he recovers now, he can still score goals.

"Attack, win the game"

Tuchel was a little annoyed, and with a big wave of his hand, the players on the field launched a full-scale attack.

Now the time for the game is running out, and it is not suitable to stick to the score anymore.

On the 58th minute,

Alonso came up and kicked a cross, and their game became as simple as possible.

Because Haverts is tall, rich and handsome in the penalty area, although Haverts is not strong, he can still grab the header with his height.

Sure enough, Haverts reached the first landing point, causing the fans in the stands to scream.

However, the ball lacks angles and goalkeeper Leno picks it off with ease, without the slightest threat.

Two minutes later, Kovacic once again dribbled the ball into the Arsenal half. After playing a two-on-one with his teammates, he wanted to hit the goal directly in the middle outside the penalty area.

However, Equation chased all the way back. He accurately predicted the gap, decisively shoveled from the side and back, and stabbed Kovacic's football away.

The football was stabbed in front of Saliba, and he quickly made a clearance to the sideline.

Kovacic missed the football and slipped directly to the ground.

Kovacic then lay on the ground with Equation.

The people from Chelsea became excited instantly. They immediately surrounded the referee and signaled to the other side that No. 10 committed a serious foul and had to give a card.

The whole Chelsea team knows that the opponent's No. 10 is the core of the core. If possible, this person must be removed from the field.

"Foul foul!"

"Dirty enough, punish him!"

Chelsea fans suddenly screamed.

However, the referee on the field did not say that he pushed away the Chelsea people who surrounded him, which meant that the equation did not have any foul actions.

Immediately, on the big screen, the chasing defense of the equation just now was replayed,

I saw that the frequency of his feet was running very fast, and he caught up with Kovacic's body in just a few seconds, and then he stabbed the ball in front of Kovacic with a clean shovel.

This made Kovacic miss the kick, kicked empty, and slipped to the ground.

A few Arsenal fans in the away game saw this replay, and they immediately sent countless taunts to the nearest Chelsea stand,
"Is this a Chelsea fan? Is there something wrong with your eyes?"

"They are not fake fans, are they? They don't understand the game"

Tuchel bit his finger and felt regretful when he saw that the referee did not play the card.

In the end, No. 10 was not punished.
“This is a rare opportunity”

Wenger heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing the intense reaction of the Chelsea people on the field, he thought that Equation had just made a murderous move.

As a result, after watching the replay, he couldn't find a second sliding shovel that could be more clean and neat than the equation.

You must know that this is a professional game, how could there be no sliding tackle, and it is not a field game.
Chelsea is still angry, feeling that the referee is biased towards Arsenal.

As a result, when they threw the football in, because of inattention, Arsenal's Ronaldo raised his foot and snatched the football that Haverts wanted to stop with his head,

Arsenal launched a fast break,

Equation hit the football into Chelsea's half with a long pass,
This is to accurately find a gap on the left rib of the penalty area near Chelsea.

From the perspective of the outside world, this seems to have opened up the perspective of God, piercing through the loopholes in Chelsea's defense at a glance.

The speed of the football is also just right, as soon as it hits the ground, the rolling of the football slows down.

Harland sprinted in an instant, tearing through Chelsea's defense like a sharp arrow,

The speed of the ball from the equation only made him feel itchy, and he felt that the pass was too accurate and good.

He caught up with the football with only one acceleration sprint.

Because there is still some distance from the goal, the goalkeeper Kai did not dare to attack.

"omg, Chelsea has been negligent."

"It was a wonderful pass from Equation, which pierced through the opponent's defense in an instant. Harland's speed was very fast, and he scored a single-handed goal. He hit the inside of the penalty area."

Goalkeeper Kai rushed towards Haaland, with his hands open like an old hen guarding its cubs, trying to protect the goal behind him.

Confident, Haaland faced the goalkeeper and slammed his right foot into the far corner.

bang.
There was a whine from the far post.

The football hit the goal post and bounced off.

Lacazette caught up behind him, but he didn't expect the bounced football to pass him by.

If the football could be used with hands, he would want to hug the football with his hands and rush into the goal line.

Chelsea got away with it.

"Attention, attention, where is your attention? Do you still want to play football?"

Tu Heldun became furious on the sidelines. While jumping, he waved and shouted to the court.

If it wasn't for the live broadcast of the game, he would have wanted to curse directly.

The Chelsea people just now were really stupid and slow, even worse than amateur players.

Fortunately, Arsenal did not score the must-goal.

Seeing that he didn't even score the goal, Harland plucked his white hair,
This is to beat himself up. If he doesn't win this game, he will be the team's sinner.

After all, a striker's job is to score goals.

(End of this chapter)

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