heavy artillery king

[06] Chapter 270: Double Kill

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Chapter 270 Four Double Kills

"goooooooooa... l, it's him, it's him! Robin, Robin, our Robinman, once again completed the fatal blow to Manchester United! Xiao, or Xiao's pass, three times is too beautiful It's so beautiful! Thanks to Henry for playing the ball, don't doubt, our front trident is the strongest offensive combination! And Cesc's launch, huh, God, fans, my dear, tonight, let Let's not sleep!!!"

Not only killing pigs, but also being lyrical, Senke has gone completely crazy, hugged Taidu who kicked himself desperately, gave a hot kiss, and shouted the last two sentences, ignoring the fact that he had turned his head away, disgusting Theddu who vomits blood.

"Shhhhhhhhhh"

"Robin! Robin! Robin! Robin!"~~~

The Arsenal fans held up the Robinman posters they designed, shoulder to shoulder, waving their arms, shouting, and the waves of voices were higher than the waves, and they turned against the hostess amidst the boos of the Manchester United fans.

"Huh!!!" "Xiao, my brother, it's great, thank you, I treat you."

Van Persie was stunned for a moment, raised his head, got up from the ground, glanced at the ball rolling in the net, roared, threw off his teammate who was pulling his jersey behind him, and rushed to Xiao Ge excitedly, leaping to the ground. On Xiao Ge's body, there is a promise.

Counting this time and the time in the League Cup, Van Persie scored two goals against Manchester United, both of which were selfless assists by Xiao Ge. Van Persie, who has always pursued the three policies of "eat him, drink him, and hit him" to Xiao Ge, is still very loving.

"Hehe, I want to invite you. Without my pass, you wouldn't be so lucky." If you don't eat when you have food, you idiot, Xiao Ge will talk next time.

"Hehe, what you said, the listener has a share."

"Huh, Robin, we hear you."

"Flower Paradise, are you going?"

"go!!!"

"Go to you sister, you bastards!"

"Hahahaha."~~~

Hearing Cesc Fabregas' chanting, the other Arsenal players surrounding Xiao Ge and Van Persie echoed loudly, causing Van Persie to scold their mothers.

"Great, Arthur, next game, we have a chance to overtake them."

"Phew, relieved, relieved."

Wenger and Pat clapped hands to celebrate, Pat said with longing, and Wenger let out a rare deep breath, clearly showing his nervousness.

Compared to Wenger who breathed a sigh of relief, Ferguson's face sank the moment Van Persie broke the goal. He looked at the dejected Ronaldo with a dark face, and finally shook his head helplessly, and calmly made a press gesture, and sat back in his seat.

The three employment quotas have been used up. No matter how clever Ferguson is, there is nothing he can do. Counting stoppage time, it will only be six or seven minutes, not to mention that the momentum is completely on Arsenal's side, and Arsenal's desire to win far exceeds Manchester United.

"Oh, Robin, still Robin, Manchester United will be defeated by Robin this season, the League Cup, plus this game is coming to an end, the league title is getting farther and farther away, I think Alex today Robin will make me sleepless." Adams said half-jokingly.

"This is the attack that Arsenal should have. Shaw changed positions continuously in the midfield, inserted into the frontcourt, made a series of moves, disrupted the opponent's defense line, and finally Thierry or Robin scored the goal. This is Arsenal's best. An effective offensive method is also the most pleasing method, although Robin fell a bit ugly at the last moment.

And in the final stage, Manchester United had a physical dilemma and couldn't keep up with Arsenal's offensive rhythm. It's a pity to let Arsenal play. Matthew shook his head and sighed, but the smile in the corner of his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Well, Manchester United will definitely attack with all their strength at the last moment, and maybe there is still a chance." Adams couldn't understand Matthew's frightened look, and couldn't help but hit.

"Indeed, Alex's toughness has penetrated into the Manchester United team. I didn't expect that in the last minute, no one dared to say that they could beat Manchester United." Wang Zhiwei couldn't help agreeing with Adams' statement.

How could the Manchester United players be reconciled to being taken away by Arsenal at Old Trafford? After the game restarted, they immediately launched a wave of attacks full of dark clouds covering the sun.

"gogogogogo!!!"

"there's only oed

......

champion, champion

oh your youreds! ! ! "...

"Boom boom boom"

At the last moment, the fans of Manchester United burst out with all their passion. The old and new team songs were clamoring endlessly. The whole stadium turned into a roaring beast. The momentum is as terrifying as a volcanic eruption.

"This..., it's too scary, Sister Nangong." Looking around, the intertwined figures were uncertain, and the rumbling noises in her ears made Emma somewhat nervous, and her palms were already sweating. This was due to the influence of the environment and instinctive physical reaction.

"Yeah, the roar of more than 7 people is unimaginable." Nangong Ziyu also felt the surrounding air waves and sighed.

"Well, but next season, we will be able to go to the new stadium, and then we will be able to see Xiao playing there. At that time, there will be more than 6 people shouting for Xiao, closer to the stadium, and the effect will not be worse than here. Haha, just thinking about it makes me excited."

Hazel nodded in agreement, but soon put on a longing look, stood up and looked at the other three women.

"Okay, Ji Li, stop thinking about it and drink milk tea." Knightley pressed Hazel, who was eager to move, and handed her a drink.

"Oh" "Good"~~~

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The game quickly entered the fourth minute of stoppage time. Ferguson and several substitute players stood nervously on the sidelines, watching Manchester United's final attack.

"Drip~drip~drip~~" As Ronaldo crossed the ball and was pushed out of the baseline by Toure, Boll finally blew two short whistles and one long whistle.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Leave, leave!!!"

When Ferguson turned around, there were boos all over the sky, and some radical Manchester United fans even shouted the sound of get out of class.

Ferguson's face turned into ice in an instant, but he quickly suppressed the anger in his heart and walked towards the away coach's bench.

Indeed, in the 05-06 season, Ferguson encountered the biggest crisis of confidence in the 21st century, and was even booed by the home fans to ask him to leave class. However, this tough "dictatorship" old man Socra and his team withstood all the pressure , completely rebounded, and finally set foot on the pinnacle of the coaching bench, and his name surpassed all his peers, not limited to the Premier League.

"Man, they're all oiler rats, aren't they?"

"I'm not as fragile as you, you're lucky."

Faced with Wenger's comfort, Ferguson directly expressed his toughness, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, maybe." Wenger does not think that his current achievements are the result of luck. Although Vieira was let go and a large number of young people were promoted, these young people did not live up to their hopes and were perfect.

"My players will not be so fragile, we will come back next season." Ferguson hugged Wenger, patted his back, and turned back to the locker room.

"Yeah, their progress is indeed very fast." Looking at that firm and unyielding figure, Wenger couldn't help nodding. For some reason, he suddenly thought of his team. If they also experienced many failures, how would they grow up? Sample.

"What are you thinking, Arthur, let's go and prepare for the press conference."

"Oh? Hmm."

Wenger's strange thinking was immediately pulled back by Pat.

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"Baby, did you watch the live broadcast?"

"Dennis, how was my goal today?" "Good."

"Robin, you're lucky to have this one too."

"Look, look, Robin's face hasn't turned yet."

"Whoa, Robin, you're hiring the Portuguese too."

"Hehehe."

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"Hey, Xiao, come here quickly and tell them how tacit understanding we have, what kind of balls."

When Xiao Ge returned to the locker room, Van Persie was still bragging about his goal with Bergkamp, ​​Walcott, Song and others. Seeing Van Persie's desperation and watching the process of the goal several times, the special staff couldn't help exporting blows.

"Robin, lunch for a week." "You are too cruel, one meal."

"**, are you ruthless or am I ruthless? It changes from day to day, but I saw it, it seems that the Portuguese pushed you, everyone, it was actually..."

"Actually, it was a cooperation between Xiao Xin and I, and even if the goal didn't go in, I won a penalty. You won, didn't you, Xiao?"

Fan Persie explained with a smile, and finally held Xiao Ge's shoulders and looked at Xiao Ge warmly.

"Well, that's right. In fact, Robin and I had eye contact hints for the ball. Luo, you did a good job and understood my hint. Hehe, Robin, you just gave me that eye gaze on the field, didn't you? You want to invite me to dinner for a week, am I right?"

If he didn't kill him now, when would he wait, Xiao Ge put his backhand on his shoulder, and looked at Fan Persie whose face was getting darker and darker with a smile.

"Damn, you got it wrong!" Milk powder doesn't need money, Van Persie wants to support his family, so he flees immediately, and he will have blood if he is slaughtered.

"Hahaha"~~~

Seeing this pair of live treasures in the team, the other Arsenal players laughed even more happily.

"Okay, Xiao, Robin, hurry up, get ready to go to the press conference room, and you guys hurry up, we're going back to London." Pat appeared at the right time, interrupting their jokes.

"Well, okay, it will be done soon." "Well, it will be done soon."

After all, this is not Highbury, Xiao Ge quickly took off his underwear, casually stuffed it into his bag, and rinsed it off.