Xiao Ji's goalscoring frenzy was far from over, and four minutes later, he made a comeback, breaking down the flanks and finally cutting inside to roll the ball and score in a very Robben fashion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Martin Taylor was about to shout goallllllllllll again, this time no longer in a tone of excitement and excitement, but in a tone of sadness as if he was about to cry, and the audience who had just turned on the television thought that Taylor's relatives had died suddenly.

Blind passionate commentary will always make people tired, in half an hour, there are 6 goals born, he himself is tired of shouting goal, goal, goallllll...... Not to mention the audience friends who listened to his commentary, so he started to be funny, just to hear him say, "Oh, no! Arsenal are a terrifying war machine, and Shaw is their trump card, the perfect weapon of war, and he has scored seven goals. Poor Sunderland, please let us pay a moment of silence to it. ”

Neutral fans really feel sympathy for Sunderland after listening to his words, it's really miserable, Sunderland fans are even more empathetic, some of the poor psychological quality is no longer afraid to watch, and Arsenal fans will not be disgusted, they will say proudly: "Look, this is our Arsenal, the great arsenal, the opponent trembled in front of him, constantly wailing." ”

Xiao Ji can't hear these words, even if he can hear him, he won't pay attention to it, he is determined to carry out the goal to the end today, and no one can stop him.

Sunderland's players are numb like zombies, without any vitality, no matter what they do, that demon always has a way to knock on the door they are guarding, he also has an immortal body, humans can't hurt him, in that case, why should they resist, wait for time to pass, it will always be over.

As a result, Xiao Ji was surprised to find that the Sunderland players ignored his breakthrough, and with a symbolic defensive touch, he watched him pass.

Xiao Ji did not weaken his feet because of this, and unceremoniously shot hard and scored another goal.

“oh，no！ no！ no！ Arsenal, stop! Shaw, stop! Your opponents have lost their ability to fight back, they are no threat to you, get around them!

The beautiful sound of the piano has fallen silent

The strings are broken, and the joy is gone

The clamor of war resumed

The sonorous sound of the spear

Terrible tear-ups and shouts

Still echoing in my ears

The world is covered in bloody carnage

―Forgiveness is in the present moment. By my flesh.

Mercy is commented on this soul. ”

Martin Taylor chanted inexplicable poetry in a tragic chant tune.

But there was an even more violent scene on the field, only to see Pantilimon roaring angrily at his teammates, and he was angry, like a lion king possessing his body, but they still did not react, and their eyes were as calm as a stagnant water.

Pantilimon was completely disappointed, as a goalkeeper, he was the goalkeeper who scored so many goals by one person, and fished the ball from his own goal countless times, undoubtedly the most hit, but he never gave up, he saved one when he could, he couldn't change his ability for the time being, his attitude was always so positive, and he did his best.

And what about his teammates, cowards! Shamefully disarmed and surrendered, allowing the opposing striker to come and go freely in his own penalty area, why not resist? Victory is out of reach, but to play our Sunderland's tenacious spirit, just now it is not the most disparity in the history of the Premier League, now it is one of the most disparity in the history of the Premier League, and if you don't resist, it will be the most disparity in the history of the Premier League, and you will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever.

He was ashamed to be with these teammates, and he didn't want to suffer such humiliation, so he took off his gloves, took off his protective suit, and walked to the sidelines, signaling for the coach to change.

This scene shocked the world, and Sunderland's manager was also caught off guard, and quickly called the substitute goalkeeper to warm up, and then slapped his head, his brain was too confused, what to call the substitute goalkeeper now, to appease Pantilimon is the best choice.

Pantilimon said he couldn't take such team-mates, and the manager said to go and encourage them together, and he shouted into the visitors' stand: "Sunderland! Don't give up! The assistant coaches and substitute players also shouted.

The fans will be on their side no matter what, even if their own team is now being hung and beaten, they know that the team needs their help most now, and they are hoarsely shouting: "Sunderland! Don't give up! "Thousands of people shouted out tens of thousands of people.

The despondent Sunderland players watched goalkeeper Pantilimon leave the pitch helplessly, the gray-haired manager shouted regardless of his body, and the sad and weeping fans stood by their side consistently, finally erupting in despair, their eyes shining again, and their blood boiling in their bodies.

Pantilimon got back dressed and returned to the pitch, and although he received a yellow card from the referee, it was worth it to awaken the will of his team-mates with his yellow card.

Martin Taylor was still gloating at first: "Look, Sunderland's goalkeeper is too scared to play. ”

After seeing what happened next, he put away his hippie smiley expression, became more decent, his tone was no longer funny, and he apologized to all the Sunderland fans for what he had just said, football is not only about goals and scores, but also about spirit.

After the restart, Xiao Ji clearly felt that the defense he encountered had changed differently, and he was tougher by more than one notch.

It's too boring to bully a weak opponent, and it's more difficult for a strong opponent to score, but isn't it more fulfilling?

"Bang", Xiao Ji was shoveled out again, he was not angry, the opponent touched the ball first, he just got rid of a defender, and before he could adjust, another defender behind rushed to him.

It's a little interesting, Xiao Ji spit out some grass clippings in his mouth and thought in his heart.

Sunderland's players suddenly realized that the demon was not so terrible, they couldn't get him injured, but they could put him to the ground, they had held on until first-half stoppage time, and it was not impossible to hold on until the end.

Their expectations are still disappointed, and the huge gap in strength can be made up by will, but only partially, and the gap will always exist.

In the second minute of stoppage time, Xiao Ji pulled out his foot and shot angrily from 35 minutes away from the goal, the football roared and flew towards the goal, everyone tried their best to block it, but the speed of the football was much, much faster than people, and it still flew into the goal.

“Goallllllllllllll！ Crazy Shaw! Unbelievable nine stars! Sunderland, who was united, still fell at Shaw's feet, and he was incomprehensible! ”

Pantilimon is looking forward to the morale of the players that has just been gathered to dissipate again, and the most disparity in the history of the Premier League is still born, how can such an opponent be opposed? Even he himself was a little discouraged.

At this time, he found that the horrible creature did not go to celebrate, but sat on the ground with a frown and covered his calves, which gave him hope.