Chapter 418 From the middle finger curse to the middle finger truth

It is pointed out that the wind and clouds are moving!

"This... here we go again!!"

Now the Arsenal players on the court, Fabregas, Clichy, Toure and others have all experienced the European Cup championship final in the 06-07 season. They all clearly remember what happened in that game. At that time, the core of the team [King of Guns] Thierley Henry had already scored Royal Mad. Li was forced into a desperate situation, but a middle finger of the madman Li made [King of the Little Forbidden Zone] Van Nistelrooy score a goal before the end of the 90-minute regular season, burying Arsenal's dream of winning the Big Ear Cup... That's an unforgettable shame!

Therefore, when the madman Li raised his middle finger again at this moment, the hearts of these people couldn't help trembling at the same time... In contrast, the happiest thing is the Newcastle players!

What does the leader's middle finger represent? They are the most clear people!

As soon as the middle finger came out, the tactics of the Magpie Legion changed instantly - the team changed from the original fierce struggle that was not allowed to the beginning and end, flowing out of the midfield for 'stirring'!

Because two people were sent off in a row, the tough Alan Smith and the fast Juan Mata both retreated to the midfield. Together with Maclele, they formed three high-power 'middle-field mixers', and used extreme destructive surnames to almost step on the 30-meter area near the middle arc of the court. A muddy land... The three of them joined hands, gave up the organization and breakthrough, and only defended but not attacked!

Such a tactic is obviously a two-lost kick of seven-injured punches to hurt others first.

Although such an adjustment makes Ronaldo and Michael Owen on the front line unable to get the support of the midfield, thus appearing alone and the threat is greatly reduced, it also makes the opponent Arsenal's most proud gorgeous midfield cooperation under the 'stirring' and unable to operate normally!

The role that places can play on both sides has been abandoned!

In this way, both the Magpie Legion and the Arsenal Gunners can only focus on the front line and defenders!

3-3-2!!!

This is the real tactic that Li Tongfan prepared for this long-planned snow battle after the two disasters of the bull-level system task [Glory belongs to the only king]!

Otherwise, wouldn't that point [climate points] be used in vain?

And at this time, it's time for another major killer other than [climate points] - [as much as you want" to function.

As long as Li Tongfan holds this horrible point of cheating in his hand, even if Arsenal's defenders drive an invisible bus to their own goal line, the Magpie Legion can easily score goals!

Sure enough, in the 44th minute of the game, the goal came!

In the fierce fight, the Brazilian midfielder De Nielsen, who had made a mistake once in the first half, had no choice but to pass back under Alan Smith's grab. The football rushed on the lawn and rolled straight in the direction of William Garras, the core of Arsenal's rear... This pass, whether it was strength or direction, was grasped. Perfection is perfect, and it can't be normal from any aspect... However, Denilson ignored one point, that is, this is a snow battle!

In the process of flying, football 'passed by' a sparse 'muddy swamp', and the speed suddenly dropped... This drop gave the Magpie Legion a chance!

Fat Ronaldo rushed over from the oblique thorn like a ghost, waved his hand and took away the football, leaving a water point... "No way!!! Stay..."

William Garlas, the rear core of the Gunners, had long found that something was wrong. When he wanted to rush up to grab the football, Ronaldo had already taken the football away first!

At the critical moment, Garas shouted and stretched out his legs to Ronaldo, who was twisting his fat buttocks and sprinting... Garas was very clear: even if Ronaldo was put down in this position, it was at most a yellow card. It didn't matter, and if he was lucky, he might be able to take the other party. Although this is extremely threatening, the easily injured fat man was sent to the hospital to lie down for three or two days... Garas's mind can't be said to be vicious!

However, who knows that what happened next was completely beyond the expectations of the French central defender - the damn fat man seemed to have installed a rearview device on his fat buttocks. For the second time, he rubbed the football with his instep and sent it into the restricted area, and then jumped up in panic with a panic... Evil The fat man waved his arm in the air a few times, like a hen trying to flap its wings and fly in the sky. After struggling a few times, he fell down in embarrassment... This fall happened to the ankle of the right foot of Garas who stretched out the shovel... click!

A crisp sound came from the ankle, and Garlas's big black face turned white in an instant because of pain, like a foundation used by a woman!

Damn it, this fat man definitely did it on purpose!!

Galas was so anxious and angry that he almost bit his white teeth.

However, at this time, no one paid attention to Garas, who fell to the ground and shouted, because the referee stretched out his arms forward to show that the offensive side was advantageous, and the game continued... And there was a huge exclamation directly in the stands!

Ronaldo's pass just landed on Michael Owen's running route!

However, in order to get rid of the entangled Colo Toure behind him, Owen ran diagonally through the penalty area from left to right this time. After twisting his waist and receiving Ronaldo's pass, he was already back to the goal... At this moment, Colo Toure is gritting his teeth and chasing after him!

If he stops the ball and turns around and shoots again, Owen is sure that he can't shoot successfully under the harassment of the black man in Côte d'Ivoire. What should he do?

You must not lose this once-in-a-lifetime shooting opportunity!

At this moment, Owen flashed tens of millions of shooting methods in his mind... "... Ronaldo's pass... He was put from behind by Garas... The football flew to Owen's running route... The offensive side was advantageous, and the referee signaled the game to continue..."

"...Owen!! Oh, it's not good to stop the ball. I turned my back to the goal... I can't form a shot at the first time... What a pity, a once-in-a-lifetime offensive opportunity... Toure has... Oh, God!!! The goal is scored! How did he do it?"

Sester's mouth was like a machine gun with infinite bullets, rubbing his eyes and shouting. The slight negligence just now made him not see clearly how Owen sent the football to the goal... Fortunately, the [dirty commentator] around him Schentrand took a clear look.

So, at this moment, the 'water pipe of the public toilet sewer' broke again--...GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!!"

"...incredibly! Unbelievable!! It's inconceivable!!!"

"..., code, please forgive me for not being able to describe the surprise in my heart with the most appropriate word!! This is a fucking goal! Michael Owen, did he fucking push the football in with his ass? Oh, no, an incredible back shot, like a back sweep in taekwondo..."

"... If someone now says that the madman Li is the illegitimate son of God, I must raise my five limbs in favor. A fucking middle finger is a goal... Two years later, this law has never been invalid... Now I can declare that this is not a fucking curse, but the truth!!! The truth on the court! The connotation of this truth is: once the Chinese raise their middle finger, the whole world will tremble under his feet!!!"

"... Owen's running on the field... a crazy scene!! Owen ran to the sidelines, knelt at the feet of the madman Li on one knee like the most loyal knight meeting the king, and made a sincere bow of the head of the noble knights in medieval Europe... Ronaldo also joined it... Listen, the whole St. James is cheering and roaring..."

“......2：0！！！ This is a fucking miracle! In the difficult situation of two people missing, the Magpie Legion incredibly scored another goal. This goal brought them the hope of the final victory... Haha, although there are still 45 minutes left in the game, as long as the madman Li doesn't mind raising his middle finger a few more times, who can tell the final result!!!"

...Wenger was stunned!

The Newcastle fans in the stands are wiping tears with excitement... Even the referee Atkinson is looking at Li Tongfan with a monster-like look, and even forgets to blow the whistle of the game... St. James' roar is so clear that the whole city of Newcastle is shrouded in this In the sea of happy angry waves!

Wang Qinghe, whose face was red with cold, was mixed in the crowd of excitement and falling into madness. The girl's heart was full of an indescribable strange feeling - more than 60,000 people in the audience were crazy for him... All the beautiful English men and beautiful women around him were looking at him with worship, shouting hoarsely. KING! KING!!' ...And those players, who are unreachable for Chinese fans, kneel down at his feet with the most pious posture to pay tribute... Dazzling!

What came to her ear was the roar of the live commentator more crazily than the fans around her. The snow in Newcastle did not stop, but there was a growing trend. The black figure who dazzled her stood in front of the coach's seat of the court so proudly and satisfied... She raised her hands to accept more than 60,000 England. Man's worship, listening to the cheers that belong to him alone... At this moment, he is the only center of this strange world!

Once upon a time, Wang Qinghe, who was still an ignorant girl, just hoped that one day in the future, the rural teenager who put down the steel pipe and machete in his hand and picked up the high school geometry and physics textbooks again just because of her words could have a comfortable job after graduation, and It doesn't matter even if I accompany him to be a 'yellow-faced woman' in a small city that can't be found on the map of China for a lifetime... But who knows that in just two years, it hasn't been more than 1,000 days, and this back, which used to look a little thin, has unconsciously become tall and great... He has conquered the world in front of him arrogantly and high-profile!

... Forced - referee Atkinson blew the whistle for the continuation of the game after running to the sidelines and issuing a yellow card to William Garas, who was still receiving ice treatment from the Arsenal team!

The fourth official played an electronic card, and the first half was injured for 4 minutes.

After the kickoff, Wenger made adjustments to the team's tactics, and Arsenal used the ball to launch an attack!

It's a long pass!

Wenger's idea is very simple. Since the madman Li destroyed his midfield scheduling by sacrificing the midfield organization, he simply planned to give up the midfield and compete for the front line!

Because Arsenal's front line has a nearly two-meter-tall [Little Warcraft] Adebayor, in terms of physical strength and impact, Adebayor is much better than Owen and Ronaldo.

Wenger doesn't believe that with the power of Adebayor, Eduardo Silva's dexterity, and Fabregas' long passing ability, he can't compete with the three young defenders who are about to run away from Newcastle!

However, it turns out that good ideas are often easy to touch in the face of cruel reality. Arsenal's first wave of offensive after the restart was easily resolved by Newcastle - Fabregas's pass was very accurate and accurately found the 'ppoint' Adebayor!

Adebayor's take-off header also played perfectly. He took off and raised his waist and abdomen. A lion shook his head in the wind and sent the football to the deadly gap on the Newcastle guard line!

All the previous cooperation is carried out flawlessly in accordance with Wenger's vision!

However, when it was the turn of the [Spirit Fox in the Forbidden Area] Eduardo Silva to stab into the gap with a erratic running position to make a fatal blow, the gap that was originally very fatal to the Magpie Legion suddenly disappeared, and a sudden appearance of a foot kicked the football fiercely... Whoa!

Football is like a monkey with a burned buttocks. It roared past Eduardo Silva's ear and rushed to the sky... Wenger was shocked on the sidelines of the court!

Because football is not to be cleared randomly, but to fly towards Arsenal at half-time!

All of this is a trap!

The flaw was deliberately leaked by Newcastle!

As if the other side had long known that his team was going to attack like that, a fatal blow at the most critical moment!

The other side of the court.

Michael Owen and Ronaldo have become two shining swords and rushed directly to the landing point of the football... "It's a counterattack!!! Be careful!!"

Wenger jumped to the sideline and shouted loudly, and his tone was full of undisguised panic.

But it's too late!

As if he had known that the football would fall there for a long time, Owen grabbed a cushion in front of Arsenal's full-back Chrisch. Before the football could land, it took off again and flew directly to the shooter's penalty area... The next second, Owen himself bumped into Chrisch, who was running over because he couldn't stop his footsteps. Together. Together.

The attack is still favorable, and the referee raised his hands flat to signal the game to continue!

It is Ronaldo who successfully got rid of Arsenal's defensive players who followed in the middle!

And what was chasing behind him was the angry shooter guards Garras and Colo Toure... But Garras couldn't run a few steps, because there was a tingling in the ankle that was plotted by Ronaldo just now, which made his right leg unable to exert strength at all... So, the first 'fallen' appeared!

On the other side, Arsenal goalkeeper Armonia saw that the situation was wrong and no longer dared to be stupid on the goal line. She went in and ran outside... He wanted to 'confis confiscate' football before Ronaldo!

Football is flying, people are running!

One is in the sky.

Three on the ground.

This is a competition of the speed of life and death!

St. James' Stadium became extremely quiet at this moment. Everyone was holding their breath and waiting for the emergence of the first person to come into contact with football in this competition. Even Wenger, who just shouted loudly, was not included... In the night sky, only a piece of snowflakes were still flying mischievously and quietly!

Bang!

The first person to come into contact with football appeared!

A big foot in fiery red stuffed sneakers grabbed it gently a second before Amunia touched the football... It's Ronaldo!

The fat man is proving that as long as he is in good health, his law is absolutely unstoppable on the court... Even now, he has become an alien fat man who is no different from a giant panda!

Football crossed the desperate Armonia and flew to the goal in the distance!

Then...Puff...Pip...Pip!!!

Poor Ronaldo didn't even have time to see whether the football crossed the goal line after the shot, but also made dumplings one after one after Armonia and Colo Toure, who did not have time to 'brake' because of the high-speed running... Almunia's head was in Ronaldo's crotch, and Colo- Toure's thighs were on Ronaldo's buttocks... The three of them fell on the muddy lawn in an extremely indecent and ambiguous manner!

Buzz-buzz-buzz!!

The exclamation in the stands sounded desperately. Wang Qinghe jumped up from his seat, and there were countless people around him who made the same action with her at the same time... The fans were not worried about the poor fat Ronaldo!

It's because the football kicked out by the fat man in an incomparable posture fell on the lawn less than five or six meters away from the goal line before entering the goal... Then... Er, then the football did not bounce again!

More than 140,000 eyes at St. James' Park Stadium almost popped out of their eyes... It's hard... Is there an undead?

Li Tongfan almost choked to death by a mouthful of saliva while watching on the sidelines!

It turned out that because of the melted rain, the lawn near the door line had been unconsciously trampled into a pool of mud by Amulnia. When the football fell into a pool of mud, can it bounce?

A pool of mud that no one usually wants to see. At this time, it almost made the fans on both sides faint in a hurry!

Amonia lay on the ground and looked back inadvertently, and tears of excitement were left behind!

God bless!

Can this kind of thing happen?

I don't know where a force came from. Arsenal goalkeeper could no longer care about the sore neck of Ronaldo, a fat man of more than 180 pounds. He staggered up from the ground and chased him to the goal line like a vicious dog... In just two or three seconds, the football will be held in his arms!

The danger will also pass with the wind... Armonia climbed forward happily... a second!

Two seconds!

Bang!

Just as Almunia, who was smiling, just stretched out her hand and was about to hold the football with brown mud water on the white 'body' in her arms with the gentle action of hugging her closest lover... one foot!

One leg!

One person!

According to the above, all this suddenly appeared in his sight. The figure splashed a pool of mud, and then sent the football to the place where it should have gone... "Boom..."

The whole audience is jubilant!

...Michael Owen!!! It's him again!! Lightning Killer] Shovel the football into the goal!! This is a fatal blow! He scored twice!"

"... Who can believe that a team can still poke two bloody holes in a team like Arsenal with two fewer people? It's an Arsenal that set off a 'red storm' and maintained a 14-game winning streak this season..."

"3: 0!! Damn it, did Owen come in and be possessed by God? Two goals were scored in a row in three minutes, and the power of the madman Li's 'middle finger truth' was strengthened... The referee blew the whistle, and the first half was over!"

"... Originally, everyone thought that there was no suspense in the game, but now all opinions have to be pushed down. Those who are waiting for the madman Li Quansheng's myth to break down may be disappointed again..."

"... I don't know what kind of tactics Professor Wenger will adopt in the second half of the game to save all this shame, but I know that the morale of Arsenal players has fallen to an all-time low. If no special method is used to save it, even if Arsenal has the advantage of two people in this game, It's dangerous!"

On the field.

After the referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half of the game, Newcastle's players were still celebrating crazily, venting the joy in their hearts with all kinds of crazy actions... While the Arsenal players bowed their heads and walked into the player's channel with a blank face... Even the young and old 'brain' Fabregashun There is also a sense of decadeng on the body... in the stands.

There are crazy fans holding high in a huge Newcastle black and white team flag, running hard from the passage of the stands. The huge flag hunted in the snowy night, like the sword fins of a bloodthirsty shark, spliting the waves in the sea of people!

Everywhere, the cheers of the fans followed!

"NEWCASTLE!!"

"NEWCASTLE!!!"

In the angry shouts of St. James, less than 10,000 Arsenal fans trembled in the cold wind and rain. What is colder than their bodies are their hearts. No one can accept to keep calm and pessimism among them in such a situation... The first update, 6,000 words, brothers, don't worry, the game today The day will definitely end!

(to be continued)