() "Run?" Ashley Cole took the professor's instructions to the pitch, and all the Arsenal players had question marks on their heads.

Walt?

I heard you right!

The coach told us to run, faster than the Liverpool guys?

Henry, Reyes and the others looked at Gerard and Alonso beside them, and they all shook their heads in unison.

In the 59th minute, Alonso dribbled the ball all the way to the top of the opponent's penalty area, and sent a diagonal pass under the attack of the front and back three, once again penetrating the Gunners' defense.

The red-and-black Pongler accelerated and quickly appeared in front of the ball, skimming the middle and smashing it with his right foot.

Lehmann's goal-line skills were solid, getting in front of Mailer and Hamann and holding the ball firmly in his arms.

Seeing Alonso dribble the ball from midfield for more than ten meters in a row like no one, the professor's lungs were about to explode.

"Run, run! Steal! What are you doing? Are your legs made of noodles? ”

Seeing that the coach was angry, the assistant coach on the side resigned: "Mr. Wenger, I'm afraid the players can't run anymore..."

What international jokes?

It's only been an hour and the players can't run?

Looking at the exhausted gunners and the energetic Reds on the field, Wenger opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

It must be admitted that the gunners who fought repeatedly had already reached the limit of their physical strength. Against a gritty team like Liverpool, it will be difficult for the Gunners to stretch their legs and run from behind to intercept opponents.

After Owen's departure this season, Liverpool only Garcia and Cisse are speed players. But because of injuries, neither of them played. Therefore, the Reds do not have a player who is known for his speed on the field.

But it is such a Liverpool team, and the Gunners can only look at it, using numbers and defensive density to stop Liverpool's attack.

It's not that the Reds are running fast, it's that the gunners can't run.

Defensively, let alone offensively.

The black-clad TO at the back of the Reds seemed to be a Scud, breaking the ball every time he took a step ahead of the Gunners' forwards.

Coupled with the fact that Anfield's caddies are very smart, they will see Tang Wu get up and run back to the Anfield area before throwing the ball to the Gunners' out-of-bounds, which makes the Gunners both helpless and unable to find a vent.

In the 64th minute, the Gunners rarely played a positional battle, and Xiaofa attacked the front court with the ball.

Cesc Fabregas and Ljungberg came to a wall-banging combination, and the two-to-three "performance" slightly amazed the Gunners fans who came to watch the game.

Under the cries of the 4,000-meter gun fans, the young Cesc Fabregas used his skillful left and right foot skills to pass Reese and Alonso with ease.

Just when Xiaofa broke through from Hyypia with a croquette again, he suddenly frowned, and the secret way was not good.

In order to get past the last Red Army defender in front of him, Xiaofa's croquettes were made in a bit haste, and the trip was a little bigger. The experienced Hyypia decisively pulled on the shirt of the young Spanish midfielder after being passed away, leaving the young Spanish midfielder unable to accelerate and sprint.

It was at this moment that a black figure suddenly moved forward and shoveled the ball out of the penalty area in the gap of a few tenths of a second before Xiaofa.

The Red Army fans who watched the game all gasped, Tang Wu's tackle was too risky!

In order to strengthen his own shovel range and his own safety, Tang Wu actually adopted the method of shoveling with his feet in the face of Xiaofa's breakthrough. If such a shovel is not handled properly, it will be a red dot package, which is extremely dangerous!

As the so-called master is bold, Tang Wu's flying tackle accurately shoveled to the front of the ball, even if Xiaofa was then tripped and fell to the ground, but Wiley, who served as the referee of the game, still held the whistle and did not blow it.

"Fake, Don, you're so fierce to me..."

Xiaofa, who fell on Tang Wu's body, had not finished complaining, Tang Wu's left hand instantly pushed away the part that was pressing on his body, and strode back in front of him.

The ball from the penalty area was not picked up by the Liverpool players, but Gunners captain Patrick Vieira met the ball and let go of Alonso, who rushed forward to force the defence.

"Bang!"

A low shot that is not hurried or slow.

The pursuit of accuracy on the ground did not bring any trouble to Tang Wu, who returned to the defense in time.

The Chinese goalkeeper got down on one knee and caught it with both hands, and the ball rolled all the way forward from Tang Wu's palm until it hit Tang Wu's chest. However, at this time, the ball had been firmly held in Tang Wu's chest, motionless.

"Beautiful! A double pounce with a very accurate judgment! ”

"TO is to destroy the opponent's pass and save Vieira's long-range shot!"

"Our toe saved the team!"

The home commentator's tone is a bit pompous, but who cares?

If it were Butters' butter hand, maybe the steady stick would slip out of his hand and get through his little goal!

Before the commentator's words fell, Tang Wu, who was standing up with the ball, flashed his eyes and saw Pongele, who had already opened his legs.

Seeing that Tang Wu was about to run forward with the ball, Xiaofa who had just gotten up on the side naturally quit.

Of course, he understood what Tang Wu was going to do, and without thinking about it, he rushed to the route where Tang Wu was running, intending to use his body...

"Boom!"

What a fragile body!

Fabregas, who is only 17 years old this year, is less than 1.8 meters, coupled with his thin body, he has no capital to fight with others in the fierce Premier League.

"Bang dang!"

Xiaofa directly fell a butt squat, and fell again to the place where he just got up.

"Give it to me!"

Tang Wu flew sideways, and the ball flew forward like a mortar shell.

The height is only about two and a half meters, but it is not within the reach of a human jump.

After a few steps forward, the French teenager immediately stretched out his right foot and received precise guidance from Tang Wu with the arch of his foot.

The masterful stopping of the ball is reminiscent of his brilliant performances at Under-21s in France last year, and one would prefer to see a long-dormant youngster reborn at Anfield today.

Instead of being greedy, Pongler drew the ball to two Gunners defenders and slammed his heel to take advantage of inertia to lead Toure and Campbell forward.

Lyman's pupils shrank, and his hands subconsciously went too far to the upper left.

"Boom!"

A soccer ball shell in the form of a black and white sprite slammed into Lyman's fists and flew off the beam.

A second later, there was a long sigh throughout Anfield.

Looking at the ball that fell on the top net of the Arsenal goal, I couldn't wait to spray two lasers from my eyes, burning the net and letting the ball fall into the goal.

"Hey, Don, can't you be gentle with me?" Xiao Fa covered his chest with one hand and his ass with the other, stood up with a complaining face, and limped behind Tang Wu.

"As I said, young man, this is not the place for you to play at home." Tang Wu stretched out his hand and patted Xiaofa's buttocks, the tone was like teasing a kid next door.

Feeling the slapping of the palm of his six fingers on his buttocks, young Fabregas's face turned blue and red, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Coupled with Tang Wu's disdainful tone, Xiaofa pushed Tang Wu's hand away fiercely, leaving a cruel word and running out of the forbidden area.

"Don, you wait, I'll score sooner or later!"