six finger demon

Chapter 76 Trap
With players from both sides standing outside the penalty area, the Blues fans in the stands gradually accepted the reality.

There are many reasons why they don't continue to fight, the most important point is that the Red Devils haven't scored yet.

"Tom has played 6 Premier League games and 3 Champions League group matches for Chelsea this season, and only conceded one goal in total!"

"In the league, TOM has maintained a record of 0 conceded goals!"

"Is TOM's record of zero records going to be broken here?" The live commentator stretched out his voice.

"NO!!!" The Blues fans shouted in unison.

"My friends, don't forget the finale of last season!"

"It was Tom's miraculous save that saved Chelsea!"

"This time, will TOM use his magical left hand to deny Ruud Ruud's penalty?!"

"Yes!!!" The fans shouted again to a higher level.

As the referee's whistle blew, the fans who had shouted in unison stopped instantly, and Stamford Bridge suddenly fell into silence.

Whether it was red or blue, many girl fans covered their mouths and did not dare to speak.

At this moment, vision becomes the only sense to convey information.

Fan Ni's run-up distance was neither long nor short. With his ability, besides working hard on the run-up, there were more ways to fool Tang Wu.

As for Tang Wu, there seemed to be only one choice left.

"Three, two, one!" Tang Wu quickly counted silently in his heart, staring at Fan Ni's steps.

On the count of one, Ruud's supporting foot landed just a short distance in front of the ball.

"Sure enough!" Fan Ni saw clearly all Tang Wu's movements.

Before his right leg is in place, the young goalkeeper's center of gravity has moved to the left.

With a soft snort, a smile appeared on the face of the king of the small restricted area again.

This is the smile of a winner!

Boom!
A crisp sound.

This is the sound of leather feet hitting footballs.

Tang Wu's predicted body was already horizontal in the air, but Fan Ni's right foot just tapped lightly directly under the back of the ball.

The black and white football leaped from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, drew a parabola in the air, and flew towards the goal.

spoon?

More than 4 fans at the scene saw the tableware they often used when they were young at the same time.

After Tang Wu showed his cards first, Fan Ni also submitted his answer.

spoon!A spoon that slowly flies towards the middle.

This was not Ruud's original intention, but it was his final choice.

And what penalty method is better than a spoon to deal with the goalkeeper who predicts in advance?

Twelve yards away, even a spoon would pass by in a flash.

But after Fonny blinked once, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a hint of surprise and seriousness.

Tang Wu, who was above the goal line, first landed on the ground with both hands in the free fall, and his left foot, which was still spinning in mid-air, actually tapped the flying ball at the last moment.

boom!
Tang Wu fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Van Nistelrooy had no distractions in his mind. As a top shooter in the world, he could easily smell the trajectory of the ball after it bounced to the ground two seconds later.

Without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, Ruud immediately stepped forward to meet the ball.

The supplementary shot was originally part of his plan, but he never expected that the ball would be saved by Tang Wu in this way.

Bang!
Another muffled sound.

The ball that had just left Fanny's instep hadn't flown five centimeters before it slammed into Tang Wu's chest.

This time, when the ball flew over Ruud van Nistelrooy's head, the king of the wicket completely lost control of the ball.

Beep, beep! ! !

With Hasselbaink's big foot clearance, the referee finally blew the whistle for the end of the game.

"Hu Rui!!!" Lan Qiao exploded completely, shouting after wave after wave, with no sign of stopping at all.

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!" The on-site commentator took off his earphones and slammed it on the table, "OUT! IT'S OUT! TOM, amazing TOM! Victory! It was TOM who helped Chelsea win!! !"

Not only the fans, but even the Blues are crazy.

Terry rushed over first and threw Tang Wu under him.

Then Gallas, Bridge, Lampard, Melchiot.

When Hasselbaink, who cleared the ball to the opponent's half, also rushed over, all the players of the Blue Army were on top of Tang Wu.

"Cough cough cough cough cough!" Tang Wu coughed loudly at the bottom, the excitement after winning made every cell of him extremely excited.

Won!We won Manchester United!We won the league title last season, the mighty Premier League overlord Manchester United! ! !

Immediately afterwards, the players on the bench also rushed over, pulled up every teammate, and everyone hugged and danced together.

Just when Tang Wu was about to catch his breath, a group of fans in blue broke through the layers of security guards and rushed forward, overwhelming Tang Wu to the ground again.

"Tom, tom! You said it was for me, tom!" Jones, the caddy, surrounded him and shouted.

Tang Wu barely poked his head out from under the crowd, took off his gloves with all his strength, and threw them at the little boy, "Take it away! Jones, save, save me!"

"Thank you, Tom!" The little boy who received the gloves ignored Tang Wu's call for help, and left happily.

When the fanatical fans were pulled away by security and other teammates, only Tang Wu was left on the grass, clutching his crotch.

"Hey, there's still a sock here!" A greasy uncle who was held up by the security suddenly broke free, ran back a few steps and threw himself forward, grabbing Tang Wu's left foot.Before the security guard pulled his feet away, he contentedly took Tang Wu's last fig leaf in his hand.

"Look, I said Tang's underwear is square, you still don't believe me!" Mutu patted Lampard on the shoulder triumphantly, "Frank, you owe me 50 yuan!"

"Fack!" Lampard scolded secretly, "It's fine if you guess the style, why are the patterns so clear?"

Amidst the cheers and laughter of the Blues fans, players from both sides began to leave the field.

"How do you know I'm going to kick towards the middle?"

Tang Wu was holding Mutu's jersey around his waist as a short skirt. He looked up after hearing the voice, and Fanny was looking at him with questioning eyes.

The six-fingered goalkeeper grinned at the corner of his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth. "How do you know I'm going to pounce on both sides?"

Fanny was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to understand something, and suddenly said: "Boy, you did a good job!"

"Where is it, it's just luck, luck, luck." Tang Wu said a few words modestly, quickened his pace, lined up on the sidelines, and ran towards his teammates who were paying tribute to the fans.

Seeing the back of Tang Wu leaving, Ronaldinho moved closer to Fan Ni: "Rud, why did you kick the spoon? It's not like you"

"It's very simple, I was cheated by him!" Fanny admitted generously.

"Cheated?" Little Luo showed a puzzled look on his face.

"That's right!" Ruud van Nistelrooy explained: "Whether it was him pretending to be confident before, or avoiding my eyes before the penalty kick, he was sending me a signal-he was ready to go left or right. Right swoop ready."

"But in fact, he has long thought of jumping sideways on the spot, the purpose is to use the lower body to defend the middle. This kid is also very smart. If his center of gravity does not move in advance, I might not really kick the ball to the middle. "

It wasn't until he finally saw Tang Wu's sly smile that Fan Ni realized that he had fallen into Tang Wu's trap from the very beginning.

"Then, what if you kick the ball to the side, or simply kick a fast ground ball in the middle?" Ronaldinho didn't believe that Ruud Fanny would be cheated, let alone that Tang Wu had such a scheming in a short period of time, Set up such a well-thought-out set.

"There is no if for a penalty kick." Van Nistelrooy replied solemnly. "Have you ever seen an all-in gambler? The only result of an all-in bet is to lose. Instead of placing the bet in an illusory place, it is better to hold it firmly in your hand. What's more, he doesn't only bet on the middle road."

That's right, although Tang Wu's defensive center of gravity is the low-altitude position in the middle, as long as Ruud Fanny kicks the ball to the two-meter circle on his left side, he is still very sure to throw the ball down.

As for gamblers in other positions, at the opening of the market, do you think he didn't place a bet?

"Cristiano, you really found a formidable opponent!" At the end, Ruud sighed.

Seeing the 27-year-old Van Nistelrooy showing a late heroic expression, Ronaldinho asked humbly, "Is he really that scary? Then what should I do when I meet him in the future?"

"FOLLOW YOUR HEART!" Van Nistelrooy pointed to Ronaldo's heart, "You are the striker, he is the goalkeeper, one day you will break through his gate!"

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