Kanu and the other players knew how dangerous the ball was, but Reyes didn't understand it, and neither did the fans.

With no substitutions running out for Chelsea, Gunners fans naturally hope that Tang Wu will be lifted off the pitch before Chelsea get another rout at Highbury with one man to play.

But Tang Wu, who stood up again, made these fans miscalculate. They were furious, like a group of desperate gamblers, shouting at Tang Wupokou from the stands behind them.

"Hey, Huang P Monkey, are you here to apply for an actor? Did you go to the wrong set? ”

", you conspirator, this is Highbury, and the sanctity here is not for you to trample on!"

"Why doesn't Kanu break your arm so you can understand how painful Dennis is! Murderer, you die! ”

Time was running out and Arsenal were still two goals behind.

Fans are no longer expecting the team to continue their unbeaten run, they just want the Gunners to score a goal and then drag the game into extra-time.

Tang Wu looked back at the angry fans in the stands, and his heart was not shocked.

In the West, racial discrimination is everywhere. For so many years, Tang Wu would no longer be like a hairy boy, arguing with this group of white pigs who didn't understand anything.

Slapping these people in the mouth with a strong force is the best thing to do, and Tang Wu, as a Chelsea goalkeeper, needs to keep his composure on the pitch at all times.

"Don't care about the scum." Terry naturally heard the angry scolding of the fans clearly, and comforted Tang Wu on the side.

"John, I'll shut these people up." Tang Wu said in a deep voice, "But I need your help. ”

"Our help?" Terry was stunned for a moment, and then understood, "The old man is just joking, in this situation, it is difficult for us to rush into the opponent's penalty area, and even if we break in with the ball, we will not give up shooting because of making points." ”

"I know." Tang Wu pressed his hand, "I won't force my teammates to do this." But I hope we keep the attack at the last minute and I don't care how it ends. ”

"No, it's too dangerous!" Terry still shook his head, "In this case, our defense will leak gaps, and then Arsenal..."

"John, we have an old saying in China, the best defense is offense!"

After Tang Wu finished speaking, he rushed out from Terry's side, and aimed at the ball in the air that was spinning in the opposite direction of the goal.

The boxing balls collide and it is the balls that fly out.

Boom!

Vieira was the first to rush out of the penalty area, he was really afraid, afraid of Tang Wu's counterattack and fast attack.

The ball flew to a halt near the centre circle and as soon as Campbell got the ball under control, Lampard rushed in front of him.

Once upon a time, the iron-blooded centre-back could also be as aggressive as a striker! It's all thanks to Tang Wu's stability at the back and the energy he has saved for Lampard.

Along with Gudjohnsen and the two wings, the four Blues at the front were in unison.

Campbell had no choice but to turn and knock the ball back to the backcourt. Lehmann, who rushed out of the box, stepped on the ball and handed it to Ashley Cole, who was also back at the back.

"Be careful, Cole!" Lyman yelled.

Before Ashley Cole could turn around, a blue-clad Blue Army member rushed up behind him.

"Watch out!" Joe Cole cursed.

Both of them are called "Cole", but the blue has enough stamina, and the red has long since been exhausted.

Joe Cole's close pressing made it impossible for Ashley Cole to turn around or pass back to the goalkeeper.

And this position is still some distance from the baseline, and there is no way to make goalballs, Ashley Cole has to be like a hen caught by an eagle catching chickens, opening his arms and backing his body, using his body to protect the ball under his feet.

As an Arsenal full-back, no matter how much Joe Cole stretched his feet, he couldn't touch the ball.

Under the deliberate guidance of Ashley Cole, the two gradually came to the sideline.

Seeing the opportunity, the Gunners defender jumped 180 degrees and turned, exerting all his strength in the air to kick the ball towards Joe Cole's right leg.

Beep!

Arsenal's throw-in.

Ashley Cole sat on the ground and gasped for a few moments, satisfied with his handling.

But when he stood up and lifted the ball over his head, an embarrassing scene happened.

All the Arsenal players who came to pick up were close to the guard, and each red was like a shadow of blue behind him, and for a moment Ashley Cole didn't know who to throw the ball to.

"Are these guys infinite in physical strength?" Surprise was written all over the professor's face.

Towards the end of the game, Chelsea continued to press high with the score leading to surprise Arsene Wenger.

But when he turned his head to look at Lajili on the side, the Italian's mouth widened in shock, and it was clear that all that was happening on the field was not his arrangement at all.

But what can be done?

The team members have already rushed up, do they still want to let them retreat collectively?

In desperation, Lajli had to accept the fact and watched as Joe Cole chased the ball back to Ashley Cole.

Ashley Cole didn't dare to hesitate anymore and kicked the ball straight forward. But because of the rush, the ball flew out of the sideline just four or five meters.

The throw-in turned to Chelsea's side.

"Aren't they satisfied, Fack?" Will angrily looked at the attacking Chelsea players on the pitch and cursed incessantly.

Zhou Yanping looked at Tang Wu with a curious expression, "Okay, Tang Wu has also practiced dancing?" Why is your body so soft? ”

To be honest, Tang Wu's split save did surprise others, but this wonderful save was covered by Tang Wu's injury and fell to the ground.

The game was still fierce and exciting, and only the two women in the stands were still thinking about it.

"Brother Tang said that when he was a child in the countryside, he often went to an acrobatic class to play, maybe it was the foundation laid at that time."

Zhou Yanping glanced at her niece, and as soon as she didn't pay attention, "Brother Tang" came back to her lips again.

In the 86th minute, the Blues suddenly stepped up their attacking efforts without knowing what medicine they had taken. Glen Johnson received a Frank Lampard through ball and barely managed to get the ball into the box before being 'pulled down' by Lauren.

Merck just glanced at him and turned her gaze to the others.

The England rookie sat on the ground and raised his hand to the referee's back, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he stood up silently and walked behind him.

At this point, Melchiott had another through ball on the flank, and Joe Cole swept the ball down the middle. Gudjohnsen ran down Vieira into the box to earn a point, and before the ball could reach him, he and the Gunners both went down and the ball was confiscated by Lehmann.

"Penalty, referee, it's a penalty!" Goodjohnsen protested as he sat on the ground.

"Stand up quickly, or you'll be sentenced to fake a fall!" Merck warned the Icelandic shooter.

"No, referee, you didn't see that? It was this guy who tripped me with his foot..."Gudjohnsen could finish before he was dragged up by Vieira beside him with a look of dissatisfaction.

T, is it you who tripped me, okay, you still have a face to shoot?

Seeing the two get back on their feet, Lehmann couldn't wait to kick the ball forward with a big kick.

Time was running out, and the gunners did not want to delay any longer.

Bang!

The ball hits Parker's head and bounces off Terry behind him.

The fourth official held up a number plate with a "5" in the air and shook it at the fans around him.

"5 minutes? Maybe there's a chance! Tang Wuhe and Professor Tang had the same thought in their hearts at the same time.

Thierry Henry could never have imagined why Chelsea should continue to attack when they were two goals ahead.

Kanu has been withdrawn from the position of centre-back since he played at centre-back in his youth. The Emperor stayed alone in the front court, but rarely touched the ball.

For no other reason, the Gunners' pass was not in place at all.

In desperation, Henry could only retreat, intending to help his teammates cut off the ball first.

However, Frank Lampard, who received Terry's pass, had already accelerated, and the gun king chased after him for a few steps, and he felt signs of thigh cramps.

"Shet! Why at this time? ”

In the past few days of continuous high-intensity battles, even Henry has not been able to maintain his condition. Especially in terms of physical strength, most of the Gunners ran out of gas by this time the game was fighting.

Reluctantly, he stopped and looked at the Blues centre-backs who were dribbling forward. At this moment, the king of spears who was dominating in Highbury unexpectedly gave birth to a sense of powerlessness.

Frank Lampard slotted left and right, went through two in quick succession before falling to the ground and sending a through ball.

The ball rolled through Lauren's wicket into the Arsenal penalty area, and Glen Char, who was cut on the wing, chased it hard and finally intercepted it on the bottom line.

"He's a biography or a band..."

Before Campbell could guess the result, Glen Char, who had a steady center of gravity, took the ball and kicked into the box to give the answer.

When he dribbled the ball in front of Campbell, he suddenly kicked the ball to the opponent's side and accelerated straight forward.

"Splitting the ball? You're underestimating me, aren't you? Campbell snorted and turned around to block Glen Charles with half of his body.

But at this moment, Glen Shire, who was galloping forward, suddenly became as fragile as a piece of paper, stretched his right foot between Campbell's legs, and fell directly to the ground.

"Hey, referee, I didn't do anything!" Campbell immediately gestured to the referee.

Glen Charles was lying on the ground covering his face, as if Campbell's shoulder had just hit his chin.

Merck shook her head, still signaling that it was a good shot.

'Are the Chelsea guys crazy about scoring goals? Why are they all faking falls in the penalty area? An Arsenal fan exclaimed.

"Oh, maybe it's trying to stall for time!" Other fans on the sidelines gave the answer.

"Hmph, then they're going to be disappointed, this little trick... Oh! Holy Shet! Waterfack??? ”

Just as the pot-bellied fan looked dismissive, Frank Lampard, who received Glen Schal's cross in the middle, nudged his foot.

The ball flew towards the goal at an unfast speed, but before it could go far, it hit the outstretched wrist of the god Vieira.

Beep!!!

This time, Merck did not hesitate at all, blew the whistle directly in her mouth, and stretched out her hand to the penalty spot.