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第247章 第【054】章 25万英镑【2章合成1章】

Chapter 247 Chapter [054] £25 [two chapters combined into one chapter]

The ball went in again! !

The fans of Manchester City stared at the stadium stupidly, with disbelief on their faces.They really don't want to believe that the game has only started for 10 minutes. At this time, Manchester City is already behind by two goals. This... is this true?No, that's definitely not true, that's what all Manchester City fans think.

However, the crazy celebration of the Twente players smashed the little fantasy in their hearts.At this time, Nkufo, who scored twice, was running wildly in the Manchester City Stadium, his hands were tightly pressed to his ears, and he was listening to the cheers of the fans of the Twente team, and behind him were the crazy players of the Twente team. Once again, they set off a hurricane at the home court of the Manchester City team...

"Nkufo, it's Nkufo again. It was only 10 minutes into the first half. The striker of the Dutch team Twente had scored two goals against Manchester City. McLaren's team led the English team 2-0. This time, is he really going to appear in front of the English as a winner? Will he really be proud of England this time?" BBC radio commentator John Mortensen roared loudly.

"[-]:[-], it's difficult for Manchester City. If Twente wins this game, then they will get [-] points and accumulate [-] points. As long as they score one point in the next two games, Twente will definitely be able to advance to the next round of the UEFA Cup. However, I don't think this is what Manchester City people want to see. They must win this game, they must!" Mark Lawrence said.

"Yes, Manchester City will definitely not just give up like this. This game is very important to them, and it is even more important to Mark Hughes. After all, he received a death order from the team's top management in this game. If this game is lost, then it is very likely that Mark Hughes will no longer have the right to speak, or, in the middle of this season, he will leave the team! Therefore, Mark Hughes cannot afford to lose this game!" John Mortensen said after taking Mark Lawrenson's words.

"Yes!!" Seeing the ball hitting the net, a figure suddenly appeared on the Twente coach's bench. He exclaimed frantically and waved his fist excitedly.At this time, the cameras on the sidelines turned to the Twente team's coaching bench, and McLaren's head suddenly appeared in front of the camera. At this time, McLaren's complexion was blood red and he was very excited. He waved his fists excitedly, as if he had the victory in his pocket at this moment.

"Damn it... get lost..." Mark Hughes suddenly stood up from the coach's bench, walked to the sidelines suddenly, and then slammed his leg, blasting the drinking bottle beside him into space.In an instant, the spotlight flickered non-stop, dazzled Mark Hughes.At this time, Mark Hughes understood that no matter what the final result of the game was, his action would become the talk of the fans after the game.

"Hehehe, the reactions of the head coaches of the two teams at this time can be described as wonderful. Look at McLaren's majestic look and Mark Hughes' angry look. This game is really interesting, and the two head coaches are equally interesting! Hahaha..." John Mortensen laughed when he saw the actions of the two head coaches.

At this time, McLaren spread his hands flat, in front of the coach of the Twente team, with his head held high, and slowly spun around for a circle, as if he was a bit domineering.This is indeed a bit arrogant, and it was McLaren's action that completely angered the Manchester City fans in the Manchester City Stadium, and of course, there were also the Manchester City players on the court.

“嘘嘘嘘嘘嘘……嘘嘘嘘嘘嘘……”这个时候，曼城队的球迷在看台上爆发了震天动地的嘘声，这嘘声直直地冲向了不可一世的麦克拉伦。However, at this time, the high-spirited McLaren ignored it at all, still screaming domineeringly, and did not pay attention to the Manchester City fans at all.And, the more booed these Manchester City fans are, the more excited he is!

"Garbage... get out, McLaren, you idiot... you are not welcome here..." Manchester City fans saw McLaren's arrogance, and they all yelled, gnashing their teeth.In an instant, McLaren was overwhelmed by those vicious words, but McLaren still ignored these angry Manchester City fans. He really walked quickly to the sidelines, signaling his players to attack and continue to attack.

Seeing McLaren's actions, the Manchester City players on the scene also suffocated a fire in their hearts.Why?Why do you have to step on our corpses when you are in the top position?What do you think we all have?Are we the ones you can step on if you want?Damn, what the hell.Arrogant?Do you dare to be arrogant like you?Just wait, brother is here to treat you and let you know what strength you have!Rubbish!

The fire, the anger, the Manchester City players went crazy.Now, they don't have a bonus of 300 million pounds in their eyes, because at this time, their dignity has been trampled on, which cannot be bought back by money.Therefore, the players of the Manchester City team have forgotten the 300 million bonus, and now they only have anger in their eyes, and they want to use this anger to swallow McLaren alive!

However, after the start of the game, it was not Manchester City who launched the attack first, but Twente.Manchester City just kicked the ball out, and before it reached the frontcourt, the ball was cut off by Twente's midfield stadium Balama.After breaking the ball, Barama did not wait for Manchester City's midfielder Kompany to rush up, and he quickly transferred the ball to the side.

The wide player Robert Pires catches the ball immediately and quickly brings it forward.Manchester City's left back Sabaletta immediately rushed up quickly, Robert Pires easily dunked the ball, and then made a quick pass, the ball quickly passed through Manchester City's defense, at the same time, Twente's striker Nkufo rushed out of the crowd like a phantom, chasing the ball.

"Ah..." the Manchester City fans exclaimed. Could it be that our Manchester City team will be 20:0 behind before the game reaches 3 minutes?

At this moment, a figure rushed over from the penalty area quickly, and one bent down to put the ball into his arms.At this time, it was too late for Nkufo, who was plugged in at a high speed, to jump up suddenly while running at a high speed, jumping over the Manchester City goalkeeper Joe Hart who rushed out.

"Huh..." Seeing Joe Hart hugging the ball in his arms regardless of the danger, all Manchester City fans breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they immediately gave Joe Hart warm applause.

Joe Hart ignored the applause of the fans. He stood up quickly, and then rushed to the edge of the penalty area. A strong hand threw the ball directly to Xu Zhou on the right.Seeing the ball flying over, Xu Zhou easily stopped the ball.At this time, Twente's winger Jaap Stam rushed up from Xu Zhou's back frantically.Xu Zhou turned his head slightly, looked back and saw the rushing Jaap Stam, of course he would not give the opponent a chance, quickly picked the ball behind him, and the ball quickly flew over the rushing Jaap Stam's head.

At this time, Jaap Stam's attention was already attracted by the ball that flew up suddenly, so he didn't notice Xu Zhou who had turned around quickly.Xu Zhou turned around quickly, passed Jaap Stam, and caught up with the ball.Just when everyone thought that Xu Zhou would make a shocking long-distance attack, Xu Zhou suddenly passed the ball forward.

"Boom..."

Robinho at the front of the penalty area didn't stop the ball, and directly kicked the ball. His right foot slammed into the ball, and the ball flew up into the penalty area of ​​the Twente team like a shell fired from the chamber.

In the penalty area, if the Brazilian striker and Twente defender Hibbert both turned sideways quickly, if they wanted to pass the ball directly, or let the ball hit his back directly, and then change direction and fly towards the goal, then the Twente goalkeeper would have no chance to defend at all.And C. Diaudi wants to use his body to block the ball out of the penalty area and relieve the team's crisis!

The Twente goalkeeper Paul Shuka on the goal line was even more nervous. The speed of the ball was so fast that he had no time to make a judgment.

"Boom..." There was a muffled sound, and the ball hit the Twente goalkeeper Paul Shuka in front of the goal, and then continued to pop out of the Twente team's penalty area.

Seeing the ball fly out of the penalty area, the Twente fans at the scene were relieved.However, at this moment, the ejected ball flew straight towards Xu Zhou who was rushing up. All of a sudden, the hearts of all Twente fans were raised at this moment.

Outside the restricted area, seeing the ball flying straight towards him, Xu Zhou did not hesitate. He fell to the left and right, his body slightly leaned to the left, and his right leg was thrown back rapidly.He suddenly let go of the string, and the strong rebound force caused Xu Zhou's right leg to stretch forward rapidly.

"Boom..."

With a muffled sound, Xu Zhou's right leg slammed the flying ball! !

"Oh... it's Xu... volleying..." John Mortensen, the commentator of England's BBC Radio, opened his eyes wide and roared desperately.

In the same situation as him, there are also Manchester City fans in the stands of the Manchester City Stadium. They only feel that the blood in their bodies is boiling like magma that is about to erupt.At this moment, their faces were flushed red, their beards and hair were all straight, and they were looking forward to...

With a strong rotation, the ball drew a strange arc in the air, bypassing the defenders in the penalty area, and flew straight to the goal.

"Oh...it's so right, the ball flew straight to Paushoka in the penalty area again..." BBC radio commentator John Mortensen complained, how could such a good opportunity be played like this?

Seeing the trajectory of the ball, Baoshuka suddenly settled down, stretched out his hands, and placed them in front of him. His legs sank suddenly. He had made all the preparations and put the ball in his arms.

"Flop..." The ball crashed straight into Paschka's arms, and the hanging hearts of the Twente fans at the scene finally calmed down, while the Manchester City fans sighed in extreme disappointment! !

Twente counterattacked, and the midfielder, that damned Balama stole the ball again. After stealing the ball, he made a direct long pass, and the ball flew over half of the field to the feet of Nkufo in front!Nkufo was in a hot state today, and he played very easily. After catching the ball, he quickly passed it out. Robert Pires on the right side cooperated with him by kicking the wall.

After catching the ball from Robert Pires, Nkufo shook Manchester City's German midfielder, and he quickly passed the ball to E. Ilya in the penalty area. In the penalty area, Manchester City players dare not mess around. E. Elijah leaned on the defender to stop the ball, but the ball didn't stop well and bounced off the ground.When Kompany saw E. Ilya taking the ball in the penalty area, he was shocked. He didn't dare to cut it here!Now the ball jumped up, and he was overjoyed. He grabbed E. Ilya and stretched out his feet to destroy it.However, E. Elijah would not allow him to do so, and in the blink of an eye, an idea flashed in his mind.He executed it quickly, only to see that E. Ilya's body was spinning under Kompany's pull.This was too surprising, but E. Ilya didn't stop. The moment his body spun, his legs straightened out. With the twirling of his body, the ball was slammed into the back of his foot, and the ball flew towards the goal of Manchester City like lightning!

The players of the Manchester City team were taken aback, especially the young Joe Hart in front of the goal. The action was too unexpected, so he couldn't react; the ball was too fast, so fast that he couldn't react quickly.He just moved to the side subconsciously, and everyone present knew that Joe Hart was helpless with this ball.Not only him, even Yaxing's resurrection is impossible to catch!The Manchester City people closed their eyes in despair, while the Twente fans cheered and bounced off their seats. They were expecting the third goal, and McLaren stood up on the sidelines, and he was also expecting the arrival of the third goal...

However, the sky does not follow people's wishes. It can also be said that the Manchester City team suddenly turned around. The ball actually stuck to the left post and flew out of the baseline. The Manchester City team escaped!The Twente people sighed, they really don't understand how this group of hooligans like Manchester City are blessed by God!The fans of Manchester City are thankful, it seems that God has really treated them well!

After Joe Hart placed the ball, he didn't come directly to blast the ball towards the opponent's half. Instead, he pushed the ball directly to the full-back Garrido on the wing. Just as Garrido caught the ball, the Twente winger Dan Boni behind him immediately rushed forward.Garrido quickly dunked the ball to the side, and then immediately passed the ball to Xu Zhou on the side.

Xu Zhou caught the ball, and behind him appeared the kid, Yap Stam.At this moment, Yap Stam was roaring in his heart. This time, he could not let Xu Zhou speed up so easily.He couldn't make Xu Zhou run, because his speed was simply too fast, fast enough to rival Bolt.Is this a speed he can catch up to?Of course not, so he couldn't make Xu Zhou run.

Therefore, before Xu Zhou turned around, Yap Stam rushed towards Xu Zhou with his back facing him crazily. Like a tree cutting machine, he would bring Xu Zhou down while practicing the ball. He couldn't let Xu Zhou have another chance to run wildly.At this time, Jaap Stam was like a monster, rushing frantically towards Xu Zhou whose back was facing him.

Seeing that Xu Zhou didn't make any moves, Jaap Stam roared viciously in his heart: "Boy, go to hell!" Rushing forward fiercely, Jaap Stam quickly stretched out his leg, his leg was like an ax being swung, and slashed at Xu Zhou's legs.

"Ah..." All the Manchester City fans at the scene saw Jaap Stam's actions clearly, and all of them changed their faces and cried out in horror!

"Quack...Go to hell...boy..." Jaap Stam was roaring bloody at this moment.However, just when Yap Stam was about to tackle Xu Zhou, the back of Xu Zhoude's head seemed to open his eyes. He quickly dribbled the ball to his backcourt for two steps, avoiding Yap Stam's cut directly.

"Huh..." Seeing that Xu Zhou escaped Jaap Stam's tackle, the fans of the Manchester City team breathed a sigh of relief.At this time, the fans of the Manchester City team suddenly felt a surge of pride. They were all conquered by Xu Zhou's wonderful performance. Seeing Xu Zhou dodging the black feet and running away quickly, they all cheered wildly, "Xu Zhou... Xu Zhou... Xu Zhou..."

Seeing Xu Zhou dodge, Yap Stam lost his mind for a while.At this moment, Xu Zhou turned around crazily, and dribbled the ball past the absent-minded Jaap Stam.

Like an afterimage, Xu Zhou crossed the half court and drifted towards Twente's penalty area like the wind.At this time, Jap Stam could only stare at the back that was fluttering like the wind in a daze, lost again, lost to this yellow-skinned boy, Jap Stam closed his eyes in pain!

Twente's full-back Venert quickly rushed out from the wing and rushed towards Xu Zhou who came with the ball.Seeing Weinert rushing out, Xu Zhou quickly changed direction halfway, dribbling the ball directly to the middle, misaligned with Weinert, and rushed to the penalty area in the middle of Twente.

At this time, the central defenders of the Twente team did not dare to rush out rashly, because there were also dangerous figures Ruo and Robinho beside them.

Seeing that no one rushed out and there was a vacuum at the front of Twente's big penalty area, this is definitely a good opportunity!Of course Xu Zhou wouldn't just miss it.

"Push out, come up..." McLaren roared frantically on the sidelines, gesturing his defenders to pounce out.However, it is already too late.

He rushed to the front of the opponent's penalty area, 30 meters away from the fans. Seeing that no one blocked him, Xu Zhou adjusted his pace while running, then swung his right leg suddenly, and drew towards the ball.

At this time, Xu Zhou was no longer Xu Zhou, but a cannon, and the ball drawn out by Xu Zhou was the shell fired by the cannon!

"Oh!"

The blasted shells flashed across the field like a white light and flew towards the goal of the Twente team.

25 million pounds!

£25, here we go!

(End of this chapter)