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Chapter 118 A hat-trick ends the league perfectly!After hitting Terry, he had the idea of ​​​​retiring!
Today, the Stamford Bridge Stadium, which is dominated by blue, ushered in the last and most important game of the first half of the Premier League!
They are about to face the lonely defeat in the league here, Manchester United, which has won [-] consecutive victories!
If their No.2 team in the Premier League can't stop Manchester United.

Then when Manchester United set a record of winning half of the league, it will also officially announce to the entire Premier League that the Premier League champion at the end of the league will become no suspense!

They will win the Premier League trophy with a great advantage!

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the Stamford Bridge Stadium, which has a long history, was gradually known to fans all over the world until Abramovich settled in.

More than [-] fans have been seated, three quarters of which are fans of the Blues Chelsea, and one quarter are fans of Manchester United.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!!"

Not long after the fans of the two teams were seated, they started cheering and shouting collectively. While cheering for the team, they also celebrated the end of the first half of the league.

In the most honorable four-person VIP area of ​​the stadium.

Abramovich, a billionaire from Russia worth billions of euros, is sitting here relaxed in an expensive suit with his legs crossed.

He was talking with several people who looked equally dignified beside him, with some smiles on their expressions.

"Abu, this is the first time you've seen that kid play football, right? Are you interested in bringing him here again?"

Someone asked.

Abramovich smiled for a long time and said nothing until after the meeting: "Chelsea needs a superstar like Melo."

"If that kid's performance today can impress me, I will definitely work hard to bring him here."

"Didn't his previous performance impress you?" Someone asked again, a little puzzled.

"No, the other team is the other team, Chelsea is Chelsea and I will only recognize him if he scores at Stamford Bridge."

Abramovich picked up a wine glass in his hand, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Today, I can use my team as a touchstone, and give that kid a good try."

"I have given the head coach a death order. No matter what happens today, I must defend myself against Lu Chenfeng."

"If Lu Chenfeng doesn't score in the end, I will take out a bonus of 200 million euros and distribute it in the locker room."

There was some shock in the eyes of the few rich men next to them, and they all sighed in their hearts.

Sure enough, I still can't compare with people like Abu.

It's just like playing when someone sends 200 million euros, even for such a challenging but boring bet.

Basically, it comes with the temperament...

This is exactly what Abramovich is thinking at this time. He is actually just playing tickets, and wants to give an incentive to let the players of the team try to see if they can do it.

If this still can't stop Lu Chenfeng...

Then he absolutely believes that Lu Chenfeng can become the leader of the next era of football, and will do everything possible to bring him to Chelsea.

Soon, seeing a familiar figure walk out of the field, Abu's eyes fluctuated a little.

Mourinho.

This coach who once brought himself to Stamford Bridge and had a very successful coaching experience at Stamford Bridge.

In fact, after letting Mourinho go twice later, Abramovich still has some regrets, especially after seeing the performance of Manchester United led by him this season.

If he can choose again, he may not choose Conte when he chooses a coach at the beginning of this season, but let Mourinho come to Stamford Bridge again!
In that case, maybe Lu Chenfeng is also at Stamford Bridge at this time...

Regret now is useless, Abramovich took a sip of wine, planning in his mind, how to bring Mourinho and Lu Chenfeng to this stadium in the future through his financial ability.

on the field.

As the players walked out, Mourinho and Conte, two coaches who hadn't seen each other for a long time, also came together and talked about the past.

The two greeted each other a few times, finally shook hands and embraced, and returned to the bench.

After turning around, Conte actually felt a little lost.

This season, he is also at the pinnacle of his coaching career, and he has received very good reviews from all over the world. He even received a high-paying invitation from the national team coach of a mysterious country in the far east.

But at Chelsea, even though he only conceded eight points in [-] league rounds, he ended up meeting the unbeaten Manchester United...

This is actually a result that can definitely reach the top in the past. Who would have imagined that the league only lost eight points, and the result was eight points behind No.1.

This has always made Conte a little depressed, and he didn't have much confidence in today's game.

What method can they use to stop Manchester United, who blocks and kills gods and Buddhas?
It can only be said that I try my best and face such an excellent team, I just need to play at my highest level as much as possible.

As for Abramovich's 200 million euro bonus for Lu Chenfeng, this can be tried.

Conte had revealed this bonus to the players before the game, and told Kanter and Matic that these two defensive midfielders must pay more attention to Lu Chenfeng's running and limit it as much as possible. die.

"Ugh……"

Thinking of Lu Chenfeng Lu Chenfeng again, Conte felt even more depressed.

It's not that he didn't pay attention to Lu Chenfeng back then, but at that time he didn't even know where he was going, so what qualifications did he have to talk about it in advance?

At this point, Mourinho's precautions are better.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Conte crossed his arms and turned his gaze to the court, waiting for the start of the game.

Of course, he still has to go all out and show his attitude first.

Otherwise, Abu's violent temper would be unbearable even for him...

On the pitch, players from the two teams were already standing here, waiting for the referee's final whistle.

"Beep!"

Soon, the referee blew the whistle to start the game, and the last game of the first half of the 16-17 Premier League season officially started.

In the first half of the game, Manchester United took the lead to serve. After Lu Chenfeng knocked out the football, he slowly wandered towards the opponent's defense line.

On the defense line of the Blues, he still saw many familiar faces.

The midfield defensive core of the French national team, Kanter, and the captain of the Blue Army, Terry.

And Matic, Azpilicueta, David Luiz.

All of them are now top-notch players in world football.

In addition, Hazard, the third player in the world on the front line, Diego Costa, the beauty of the prosperous age, and William, the fast horse on the wing.

It seems that Abu's banknote ability is really not ordinary.

but……

So what?
Under the strong integrity of Manchester United today, they are destined to be the ones who drink hatred.

Lu Chenfeng focused his attention on the field, and he still had a lot of confidence in his heart.

In the 6th minute of the game, Manchester United had an excellent opportunity.

Since Chelsea's formation is three, four, three, and four midfield positions, this leads to a relatively large gap between the two wings in their backcourt.

Rooney used his senior game experience to seize this loophole and got a chance to pass the ball after a forward drive.

"boom!"

He swept the ball down the middle with a low cross.

The football penetrated the soles of the two Chelsea defenders one after another and came to the vicinity of the front point of the center.

"I come!"

Lu Chenfeng, who was in the back point, was already unmarked at the moment, and when he saw Ibrahimovic trying to grab the point, he yelled.

But unfortunately, Ibrahimovic's feet have been stretched out.

"boom!"

This shot was finally blocked by the players who came back from Chelsea's defense and popped out of the bottom line.

Ibrahimovic, who missed the perfect opportunity, covered his head with a regretful face, and then turned his head to look at Lu Chenfeng, who pointed in the back direction with a helpless expression.

"Feel sorry."

"Doesn't God not only have God's eyes, but also the scope of observation is comparable to that of a horse in a racecourse?"

Lu Chenfeng smiled helplessly, and teased Ibrahimovic, which made the latter laugh too.

As the game continued, it could be seen that the Manchester United players played relatively easily.

Each of their players is very confident, daring to make moves on the court, dare to make threatening passes, and dare to dribble to create opportunities.

This also put a lot of pressure on Chelsea's defense during the opening period.

If it weren't for their luxurious midfield lineup, they might have lost the ball.

It wasn't until 25 minutes into the game that the rhythm of the two sides slowed down slightly, and Chelsea's front trident began to exert their strength one after another.

Hazard used his dribbling at his peak to hit Manchester United's defense time and time again.

William's speed also made Ashley Yang, who was marking him, miserable.

Diego Costa did not get a few good opportunities, but raised his hand to ask for the ball. Smalling, who used his body odor to smoke, felt a little autistic.

This can be regarded as one of the physical blows on the court.

And everything that was originally stable was completely broken in the No. 307 minute of the first half of the game.

"Bang bang bang..."

After stealing the ball, Manchester United's midfielder seized the moment when the opponent's offense and defense switched, and passed the football to Martial's position on the left.

Facing Azpilicueta, who is very explosive, Martial didn't mean to be false, and just changed direction and headed towards the bottom line.

Azpilicueta originally wanted to use his body with a good core to block the position, but under Martial's bold assault, he was pushed away by him.

"boom!!"

Soon, Martial sent a cross to the center of the penalty area.

The football landed well, and gradually began to fall in the sky above Lu Chenfeng's head.

The iron-blooded captain of the blue army, Terry, the defender who used to fly to block with his head, is standing beside Lu Chenfeng at this moment.

Using his experience in the competition, he made some small movements of pulling and pinching, which interfered with Lu Chenfeng.

Then he took off and put his weight on Lu Chenfeng's body completely, trying to use Lu Chenfeng's strength to jump to a higher height.

"boom!!"

But it is a pity that for those who have not experienced Lu Chenfeng's header and jumping ability, all previous imaginations are always beautiful.

After Terry jumped up, he realized that Lu Chenfeng's jumping was not disturbed by himself at all, and it still reached the height he used to watch the pre-match research.

Monster!
As soon as Terry sighed in his heart, Lu Chenfeng's head touched the football and hit the upper right corner of the goal.

At this time, the future Real Madrid goalkeeper Courtois, who was still a little immature, spread his arms and flew away, but the football fell into the net first!
"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!"

The Manchester United fans at the scene suddenly boiled and celebrated for the team's lead.

Lu Chenfeng rushed to the sidelines waving his hands, and slid and kneeled at Stamford Bridge!
If you don't count those Premier League games he didn't play in, this was the last Premier League stadium he conquered.

He left a scratch and a mark of his own here.

Even if he will be cleared by the arena staff, the meaning will not be.

An Asian, in the most competitive Premier League in European football, has conquered almost all the home courts of the Premier League teams!
Manchester United players rushed to Lu Chenfeng to celebrate with him.

Mourinho on the sidelines also had a smile on his face and applauded Lu Chenfeng.

In the restricted area, the veteran captain of the blue army, Terry, who had just been crushed and hit by Lu Chenfeng at high altitude, just got up from the ground at this moment, with his hands on his hips feeling a little helpless.

He felt a little helpless and lonely in his heart, and felt that his physical condition was really not as good as before.

Even if they couldn't beat Lu Chenfeng before, there wouldn't be such a big gap just now.

Absolutely won't play tricks and still be overwhelmed by the opponent...

Someone once asked the well-known Real Madrid midfielder Beckham a question, when did he decide to officially retire?

Beckham replied without hesitation. When Messi passed me easily, I suddenly felt, oh, forget it, let's go.

Now Terry feels the same way in his heart.

Perhaps this is his last season or two with the Blues.

When someone asks him in the future, he may say the same.

Oh, it was the time when the Huaxia wind easily crushed him and scored a header.

The other Chelsea players looked back with helplessness on their faces, ready to restart the game.

They've faced every other opponent in the Premier League this season with enough confidence to beat them.

Including Liverpool, Tottenham, Arsenal.

But now, against an [-]-game winning streak for the first time, they feel powerless.

Moreover, Lu Chenfeng's head-butt just now also symbolized that they would not be able to get the extra bonus this week.

The 200 million euro locker room is divided among [-] to [-] people, at least [-] to [-] euros...

Ugh……

In the coaching seat on the sidelines, Conte had maintained a passionate command style not long ago, but now he sat back with some misfire.

Against a team like Manchester United, basically if you concede the ball first, you can declare the game over.

This is the basic guarantee for the team led by Mourinho.

Lu Chenfeng, Lu Chenfeng, is indeed a player with terrifying finishing ability.

As long as you get a chance, you can basically blast the ball into the goal.

And at the VIP seat at the scene at the moment, Abramovich took another sip of wine and looked at the court with a dull gaze.

"Terry got knocked down? That's a real monster player."

Abu didn't feel angry at all, and calmly spoke to the rich people beside him.

"Do you want to buy it now?"

Someone asked with a smile.

"We can fight for it, I think."

Abu pursed his lips and nodded, affirming the statement, and then he couldn't help but said, "Does anyone want to take a gamble?"

"The bet is 200 million. Anyway, our players can't get the 200 million."

"What are you betting on?" Many people present were able to grit their teeth and take out 200 million to gamble, and asked inertially.

"Bet on the number of goals scored by Lu Chenfeng in this game."

Abu looked back at the people in the rich circle, and said with a smile: "The participants will report a number, and each person will contribute 200 million to form a prize pool."

"Those who finally guess correctly share the money in the prize pool."

After the words fell, many people thought about it for a while, and then one after another, people came to sit next to Abu.

"Then come one, two goals."

"One shot with one shot and three goals for a hat-trick."

"One goal, just this kick, and then Mourinho made a substitution in the second half."

"Two goals."

"..."

More and more people participated in the gambling, until finally Abu got acquainted, and there were 21 rich VIPs...

Counting his own 200 million, the total prize pool will reach a staggering 400 million euros.

With this money, I could have bought Lu Chenfeng back then, and there is still some left over...

But definitely not now.

"I bet on two goals. This is the safest bet. If you bet on two goals just now, wait to win."

Abu said a word, and finally compared a number.

In this way, this huge amount of gambling was carried out in the VIP seats at Stamford Bridge.

The 22 rich men who placed bets are all people who know each other and have a certain reputation, and they will definitely not renege on their debts in the end.

In the following period of time, they spent a period of torment and anticipation.

The 200 million may not be a big deal for a rich man like Abramovich who is worth hundreds of millions.

But for those who are worth tens of millions, or even just over ten million, that is a huge expense.

They are all looking forward to their final victory, so as to share the total prize pool.

This is a huge bonus...

Under the anticipation of everyone, the game on the field continued.

In the 309th minute of the game, Manchester United took a corner kick and Martial scored a goal from the back.

Two to zero!
This is also the final score before the end of the first half.

During the intermission, many wealthy people drank a few more glasses of red wine, and did not refocus their attention on the football field until the game resumed.

"I actually feel that two goals are the most stable. The probability of one goal and three goals is not very high."

Someone said something, which was approved by most of the rich people who pressed two goals.

"Yes, Lu Chenfeng's ability is obvious to all, and there is great hope of scoring another goal."

"But if you say you scored two more goals, then I'm sorry, the Blues' defense is not that weak."

"The situation is like this."

"Yes, so I played two goals."

And in the fiery atmosphere here, the other rich men behind them couldn't help but want to join in.

They came over and asked about Abu who organized the bet.

"Starting from the second half, every next 10 minutes, the entry amount will add 50 euros until the No. 80 minute before the game."

Abramovich came up with a reasonable way and agreed to the gambling request of these people.

Soon, the number of people in the game increased to about thirty, and it was still increasing at a rate of one person every two minutes.

"boom!!!"

Until the No. 703 minute of the game, a heavy cannonball sounded throughout the field.

Abramovich looked towards Chelsea's goal and saw that the football had already flown into the net.

Long shot.

Lu Chenfeng scored another goal for Manchester United with a long shot.

Three to zero!
Lu Chenfeng scored twice.

"Damn it, I'm really convinced."

"It's okay for Kanter to chase the ball back earlier. Lu Chenfeng must be given such a large space."

"Don't he know the strength that Lu Chenfeng possesses now?"

"Ugh."

In the VIP viewing seats, the wailing sounds of many rich people sounded.

Obviously, what they just pressed was that Lu Chenfeng's final goal count was just one goal.

Now, these people have been completely declared out.

"Make a note and make a note, and ask your financial assistant to remit the money to my card later."

Abu took out a notebook and a pen from the bag of the female assistant beside him, handed them to those who had just made a ball, and asked them to write an IOU.

Counting at a glance, there are as many as eleven of these people, and they are the group with the largest number of people who gamble beyond two goals.

After they lost the bet, most of them were not in the mood to watch the game anymore, turned around and left the court, and went to pay Abramovich with a dark face.

As for whether you want to escape the order?

I'm sorry, of course not.

You don't want your wife to know that you can't get along in the wealthy business circle of the British Peninsula, do you?
Next, those who stayed continued to focus on the field.

The time for the game is running out, and those who bet on two goals may really start to divide the prize pool.

Many people rubbed their hands and waited quietly for the end of the game.

on the field.

At this moment, the Chelsea players are already playing very uncomfortable.

On the one hand, they want to attack and score another goal, on the other hand, they are afraid of losing to a bigger score.

After hesitating for a long time, it was Conte's shout from the sidelines that gave them clear instructions.

"Get out!"

Conte is very clear that the result of this game has been decided, so if this is the case, what are you afraid of?

I definitely need this kind of strong team's defense to hone my offensive ability in the frontcourt, and strive to play better in the second half of the league.

Otherwise, what's the point of defending all the time? Not only will the mentality of the players completely collapse, but their self-confidence will even be hit in the future.

With the league championship almost impossible, Conte can only take the next best thing and try to keep the Champions League seat.

From the current point of view, Chelsea's hope is not small.

On the court, Chelsea's offensive came.

They changed their previous style and launched a counterattack storm in the last 10 minutes or so of the game.

As many as eight players rushed into Manchester United's half during the attack, giving the United defenders a strong pressure.

In this case, the arrival of a goal may not be too far away.

The subsequent trend on the field also proved this point.

In the 804th minute of the game, Chelsea played a wave of fast and exquisite pass coordination through the number of midfielders, tearing up Manchester United's defense and handing the ball to winger Hazard.

One-on-one chances for Hazard and Ashley Young.

He slumped his shoulders and swayed, and then through a significantly faster change of direction under his feet, he successfully knocked Ashley Yang down, and then shot the ball into the corner of the net!

De Gea doesn't have too many opportunities to perform this season, and his state may decline a bit. Faced with such a shot, he naturally has nothing to do but watch the football hit the net.

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!"

The Chelsea fans at the scene let out a burst of cheers of relief.

At least one goal was scored, and they didn't come in vain in this game.

The rich people sitting in the VIP stands also raised their hands and applauded at this moment.

Especially Abu, after part of his attention was distracted by the game, the last trace of loss in his heart was also covered up.

If this game ends like this and Lu Chenfeng no longer scores goals.

Then he can guarantee that he will never call Conte angrily.

If Lu Chenfeng enters another one, I'm sorry, Conte is ready to accept a "warm" phone call.

"The two goals are basically scored, and there are still a few minutes left in the game."

A rich man glanced at the time on his watch and said something happily.

"The money came too easily. It seems that in the future, we still have to play with Abramovich."

Someone laughed and said, and drank the red wine lightly.

"I said that I understand football, those damned unscrupulous media always don't believe it."

Abu waved his hands and said with a little pride, rich people like them who come from outside will always be criticized by the Premier League media, saying that they absolutely do not understand football.

This is what they most want to prove, that they know how to play football!

"Yes, in my contact with Abramovich over the years, I know very well that his understanding of football is very deep."

A retired former professional athlete said something against his conscience and flattered Abu.

He is in business now, and it is very important to get Abramovich's favor.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Sure enough, his words aroused hearty laughter from Abramovich. The Russian rich man also sat next to the former athlete and talked about his understanding of football.

The athlete laughed and echoed, sometimes helping Abramovich round things.

At this moment, the situation on the field changed suddenly.

Chelsea once again pressed the eight-man offense and suddenly lost the ball from near the midfield.

This time, it was Lu Chenfeng who came back and used a backhand to shovel the football under Kanter's feet, avenging Kanter for grabbing his ball just now.

After getting up, Lu Chenfeng raised his head and took a look. The Chelsea midfielders immediately surrounded him, and there was not even a passing line around him.

In this case, it can only do it alone!

Lu Chenfeng made up his mind, fixed his eyes on Matic who was marking him, and slammed the ball past Matic.

The reason is naturally that there is no him. Now Kanter and Azpilicueta are defending him on the left and right sides, and they are both very fast.

Only Matic's speed on the side and front is average, and he can easily pass him by passing the ball.

He was right, having received the ball after Matic turned hard and started to start.

Moreover, Matic also picked and rolled his teammate Azpilicueta with some injustice, forced him to stop and then restarted!

By this time, there was only Kanter who was chasing back at high speed by Lu Chenfeng's side!
Kanter's speed is indeed one of his strengths, and it should be on par with Lu Chenfeng.

At this moment, the two sprinted at full speed, forming a beautiful racing landscape on the court.

They are like two competing wild horses, sprinting forward side by side, and their bodies are in constant contact.

Thanks to Lu Chenfeng's body is stronger, facing Kanter's very hard impact, he pushed it down, and then controlled the football one step ahead of Kanter.

The next one forced out was Chelsea defender David Luiz.

David Luiz actually made a mistake in judgment this time. He felt that Lu Chenfeng was at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Kanter, and he would definitely be able to snatch the football cleanly by himself!
Then, David Luiz, who robbed his feet, was dumbfounded...

"boom!"

Lu Chenfeng pushed the ball forward very simply, then threw off Kanter's defense, and chased after him directly.

David Lewis, who turned around and chased back, unavoidably picked and rolled Kanter, which made Kanter's motor lower.

"Fake!"

With Kanter's good temper, Rao couldn't help swearing during this defense.

He must be unable to catch up, and now the whole Chelsea team can count on, only the last defensive player in front, Terry!
Because Lu Chenfeng's kick was relatively large, Terry hesitated a little, and was still going to step forward to destroy it with a shovel.

He felt that he could shovel the football ahead of Lu Chenfeng and release the bottom line.

But Terry, who is already relatively old, didn't feel that after his physical fitness declined severely, his speed was not as good as before.

By the time he took two steps forward and realized that Lu Chenfeng was going to get the football first, it was already too late when he wanted to retreat.

"Oh!"

There was a heartbreaking sound of touching the ball, Lu Chenfeng's foot touched the football first, and easily waded past the blue team captain Terry!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...!"

The Manchester United fans at the scene had already begun to erupt into a loud and enthusiastic sound. Everyone stood up, excited for Lu Chenfeng's wonderful long-distance attack.

Moreover, they are also waiting for the next celebration after Lu Chenfeng's goal.

In fact, Terry's defense is far from that bad, but everything is just a coincidence.

Defensive players can only show their defensive ability when they stand still.

Otherwise, even the No. [-] central defender of each era is very likely to be wiped out by a simple pass after making a mistake in judgment.

Lu Chenfeng's breakthrough this time was very coincidental. Since he passed Matic, it seems that luck has been on his side.

The two pick-and-rolls along the way and the misjudgment of the two central defenders made this long-distance attack easier.

In other words, apart from Lu Chenfeng's planning at the beginning, he was just running all the time.

In the end, he didn't react much, and he was already in front of the goal.

Chelsea's goal.

The young Courtois took a deep breath and chose to strike under tremendous pressure.

His mind kept echoing the attack points given to him by every goalkeeper coach, trying to complete the final finish in this defense and block Lu Chenfeng out of the goal.

Just as he was thinking, Courtois saw Lu Chenfeng's shoulder sink to the right, and his right foot also lifted up, stepping to the right.

Due to the high tension, Courtois thought that Lu Chenfeng was about to shoot, and fell over by physical reflex.

As a result, the center of gravity of the body that Lu Chenfeng pulled out suddenly retracted, and he lay down the ball from the left side!

The pendulum is extraordinary!

Ronaldo's favorite way to pass the goalkeeper!

"boom."

Next, before the Chelsea players who were chasing after him, Lu Chenfeng easily pushed the ball into the net.

The ball is in!
This long-distance dash of more than 60 meters may be Lu Chenfeng's last gift to the fans before the end of the first half!
He rushed to the sidelines and slid to his knees at Stamford Bridge again.

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

There was a deafening roar from the Manchester United fans, wildly celebrating Lu Chenfeng's goal.

No one can refuse to watch such a wonderful goal before the half of the league ends!

Even if Manchester United has actually secured the victory just now, why not watch such a breakthrough feast?
Mourinho felt a little intoxicated on the sidelines, smiled and shook his head, and continued to give Lu Chenfeng warm applause.

The assistant coach behind him rushed up excitedly and hugged him tightly.

This is wonderful!
Among Lu Chenfeng's many wonderful goals, he definitely ranks in the top five.

This super air fighter who used to only be able to head the ball in the Bundesliga has now grown to the point where he can score long-distance goals!
"Beautiful! Wind!"

"When did you have this way of scoring goals? It's really Da Luo possessed!"

"No, he is really more comprehensive than Da Luo!"

"If you know him, Da Luo's other attributes at that time were not as strong as him."

"It's over, a new alien has appeared, no, it's an alien."

On the field, the Manchester United players excitedly rushed towards the background of Lu Chenfeng, and every Chelsea defensive player looked a bit lonely.

Courtois, who was at the goal line, sat helplessly on the ground, and spread his hands towards the big brothers in the back line, indicating that he had tried his best.

Matic and Luiz, who had just picked and rolled Azpilicueta and Kanter, two fast players, also lowered their heads with a look of self-blame at this moment.

To belong to the saddest, but also the blue captain Terry.

At this moment, he was standing at the top of the arc of the penalty area, his eyes looking at the line of the penalty area in front of him in a daze.

Are you really getting old...

The Chelsea defense he once led was a monster defense that only conceded [-] goals in a single season.

Although everyone is a little old now, it is not as good as it was back then.

But if a dragon is passed by others, it would be really embarrassing...

A voice in Terry's heart began to grow louder and louder, and that was retirement.

A header crushed, a one-stop goal.

Today, he suffered the biggest blow from the defender.

He had some thoughts of retiring, but he really didn't want to stick to it anymore.

Perhaps Terry will actually make an announcement about his retirement not long after this game...

And at this moment, the biggest reaction in the stadium must be the VIP seats.

"what……"

"What kind of operation is Matic and David Luiz..."

"Damn it, I literally threw up."

"200 million is gone."

"I was really drunk. I was a little hesitant to bet on a hat-trick at the beginning, but in the end I only followed up with two goals."

"Damn it!"

"..."

Countless wailing sounds sounded, and most people had helpless expressions on their faces.

There were only two people counting towards the seats with excitement on their faces.

"37 people, that's a prize pool of 400 million!"

"Damn, I'm really rich!"

The little rich man who didn't have too many famous properties and was always looked down upon by others, the excitement on his face at this moment is indescribable.

Who would have imagined that with a net worth of only over 2000 million, he directly earned more than his own net worth through this sum!

"I really love Morrowind, he is my God!"

The rich man was in some tense at the moment, his whole face flushed quickly, maybe he was also a Scot.

"Abu, remember, I pressed three goals just now."

He walked to Abu's side, couldn't hold back his smile and said, "I'll send you the bank card from my mobile phone, and if there are any tax disputes in the future, you can call me again."

"I hope you don't break your promise."

Another rich man who made three goals also came to Abu, smiled and told Abu, "I never thought it would be so easy to make so much money. Don't forget, I'll go out and make a phone call with my wife and children."

"Got it, let's go."

Abu's face turned dark, and he waved his hand to signal the two to leave.

He didn't break his promise, and said to the female assistant next to him: "Take all the money from those people, and then add my 200 million, and give half to each of them."

"it is good."

The female assistant couldn't help swallowing her saliva. The money these rich people got for playing tickets was something he would never earn in his entire life...

It would be great if she could play like this one day.

Then maybe you have to wait for some special opportunities, such as the opportunity to raise your salary after going to bed...

"Beep! Beep! Beep—!"

Soon, the whistle of the game blew in the mouth of the referee.

Abramovich, who had a black face all the time, also walked into the interior of the stadium at this moment, came to the locker room, and waited for the return of the players and coaches.

It is conceivable that the players of Conte and Chelsea will be hit in turn.

And on the court at the moment.

Manchester United's players also lined up and came to the sidelines to say goodbye.

In the first half of the Premier League, they handed over a perfect answer.

Ended all of this with a nineteen-game winning streak!
In the second half, whether they can create brilliance again depends on how long their state can last!
"Wind! Wind! Wind!"

The Manchester United fans on the sidelines couldn't help calling Lu Chenfeng's name, expressing their love for him.

Some Manchester United players couldn't help being envious, but they also knew in their hearts that Lu Chenfeng deserved it.

Lu Chenfeng raised his hands high and clapped together with the players, anticipating even more for the second half of the race.

At the same time, for the upcoming Europa League and FA Cup, he will surely advance steadily until the final!

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ps: I have been spinning around in bed for a whole day today, and I feel like a ghost is pressing the bed. Is it cross-infected? Do you understand? I went out yesterday.

(End of this chapter)