It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 321 Brother, You Smell So Good (I)

Dalgliesh frowned. "Are you sure this will really work?"

The teaching assistant carefully put the things away and nodded seriously, "I think no matter what, it should be of some use."

"Bolton's assistant coach told me that when he took it over from Big Sam, many unexpected phenomena occurred."

"How to say?"

When Dalgliesh heard this, his expression became solemn, as if the cat in front of his desk was emitting a dark evil aura.

"He said one day before the game, the afternoon before the game, he brought the cat to the table in the locker room."

"Then the next morning, when he arrived at the locker room early, he found a lot of money in front of the table in the locker room. In addition to coins and some small amounts of euros and pounds, there was also a check."

The assistant coach described the situation so vividly that Dalglish couldn't help but swallow nervously.

"Then...did you find out the reason in the end?"

"Later, we checked the surveillance footage outside the locker room and found that the assistant coach was the last person to enter the locker room. The cleaner who cleaned the locker room also said that there was absolutely no money in the locker room before that."

“But no one lost money inside.”

"Then the assistant coach quickly figured it out. It was because in the previous few days of the game, fans threw a lot of counterfeit and artistic banknotes from the stands into the stadium to commemorate the 50th anniversary of the abolition of the Premier League salary cap."

"Golden Invincible Universe Armstrong Spiral Ascension Justice Cat mistakenly thought they had lost a lot of money, so he appeared and helped them get back the money they had lost."

"So when you lose one thing, it will come back in other forms; but when you get too much of it, you will definitely lose it all at some point."

The teaching assistant explained seriously.

Dalgliesh was stunned when he heard this.

"But using such a magical weapon on the court... doesn't it go against the spirit of fair competition?"

"Kenny, what are you thinking about? Think about it, hasn't Real Madrid used many methods like this? And Real Madrid's methods are even more vicious. Our methods are so mild, what can be the problem? If you don't tell this matter to others, and I don't tell this matter to others, who will know?"

Dalglish's worries were not completely eliminated by the assistant coach's words.

He looked serious and asked worriedly, "Then how was Real Madrid exposed?"

The teaching assistant was speechless for a moment, but he soon thought of a new breakthrough.

He looked at Dalglish earnestly and grasped both his hands.

Dalgliesh was startled.

The assistant coach didn't have time to care about all that. "Kenny, you don't want to lose this job, do you... Bah bah bah - Kenny, you don't want Liverpool to lose this game, do you?"

……

The game is about to begin, and Suarez once again steps onto the green field and starts another day of hard work.

Having just transferred from the Eredivisie, he has never seen so many top-quality ingredients.

The two teams had already greeted each other and were standing face to face near the teeing point.

As the center forward, Suarez, standing in the front, saw Charles not far in front of him at first sight.

The Premier League's football field has players from all over the world, all of whom are potential food raw materials for him.

Ciel always felt uncomfortable and felt that something was wrong.

He soon discovered something was wrong.

Liverpool's new number seven Suarez kept a close eye on him.

Suarez saw Charles' gaze and subconsciously turned his head away.

He remembered the conversation he had just heard among the Chelsea players in the player tunnel.

At the time, Chelsea were discussing the different ways of dribbling past opponents and which one they belonged to.

Neymar said he eats defenders alive with his skills.

Charles said he should be able to eat the defender alive with his speed.

At that time, Suarez thought about it and felt that he should also be able to eat the defender alive.

Seeing that Charles didn't look at him again, Suarez turned his gaze on Charles again.

For some reason, he always felt his teeth itchy.

I heard that Corsica has a typical Mediterranean climate and Ajaccio has very warm sunshine even in winter.

People who grow up here, especially the players, have plenty of time to bask in the sun every day, and their whole bodies smell like the sun.

It is the best food ingredient.

Suarez quickly shook his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind.

But soon, a new voice emerged in his mind.

The Uruguayan defender is old and tough, and he has lost his teeth;

Dutch defender, thin and tasteless;

The Premier League defender felt something was wrong and burst into tears;

The French striker...

Suarez was frightened by this and shook his head frantically, trying to get rid of the idea.

Gerrard, who was standing next to him, looked worried, "Suarez, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I just feel that this will bring me good luck," Suarez explained hurriedly.

"Okay," Gerard said, reluctantly relieved.

With the referee's whistle, the game officially started.

Chelsea have the ball.

After the kick-off, the ball was passed directly back to the defense line by Torres.

The ball bounced back and forth between Chelsea's defense, and before long, Ivanovic received the ball again.

He was about to pass the ball when he saw Gerrard and Rodriguez not far in front of him. He immediately changed his mind and passed the ball diagonally to Bosingwa.

Suarez, who was originally standing in the front, no longer stayed there and chose to retreat.

At the same time, Bosingwa quickly passed the ball to Terry.

After receiving the ball here, he looked at Gerrard, Rodriguez and Suarez who formed an inverted triangle in front of him, thought about the situation on the field for a while, and then kicked the ball with the inside of his right foot.

The ball was like a white sword in the air, almost crossing the diagonal of the entire half court, and found Cole on the wing in the blink of an eye.

Cole stopped the ball steadily, and Rodriguez and Meireles immediately surrounded him.

Lucas was also following Essien, not to mention Ramirez, who was also followed by a defender. After failing to pass the ball, Cole did not try to be brave, but immediately passed the ball back.

Ivanovic passed the ball to Terry again. At this time, the Liverpool players on the field were like slow-reacting machines and had not yet kept up with Chelsea's pace.

Terry seized the time and immediately advanced with the ball the moment he received it. When he was about to reach the center line, facing Gerrard who came to intercept him, he flicked the ball with the instep of his foot. Gerrard quickly turned around and saw the ball had flown past him.

Because they had no chance to receive the ball, Torres, Drogba and others retreated from the front of the penalty area to not far from the center circle.

Lampard on the wing did not stop the ball, but gently lifted the ball, and the ball once again accurately found Essien in the middle.

Johnson and Lucas were both defending and looking back.

But observation cannot change anything.

I saw that the love on the field did not pass the ball directly to Torres in front of him, but kicked the ball towards him. By the time Johnson and Lucas realized something was wrong, the ball had already found Charles.

Meireles and Charles rushed towards the ball at the same time, but his speed was far inferior to Charles.

Originally, its startup time was after Charles', and its startup speed was even slower than Charles'. In the blink of an eye, it was left behind by Charles.

Dagley on the sidelines was very anxious when he saw this scene.

He kept shouting "Return to defense, return to defense".

But distant water cannot quench nearby fire.

Charles had already rushed towards Liverpool's penalty area with the ball. Agger, who was not far away, dared not stand still in the penalty area and attacked immediately.

He didn't think he could stop Charles, his role was just to stand in front of Charles and make him slow down or change direction.

Sure enough, when he was getting closer to Charles, Charles, just as he had expected, quickly pushed the ball outwards with the outside of his left foot, seeming to want to bypass him.

Mereles, who was not far behind him, was overjoyed. He quickly stretched out his right hand to hold Charles' left hand, and at the same time he accelerated to squeeze past Charles and snatch the ball.

Agger in front of him also cooperated with him, moving sideways, and the two of them attacked from the front and back. It seemed that Charles was already in Liverpool's pocket.

But just half a second later, their thoughts were immediately dashed.

Charles used the inside of his left foot to hook the ball towards himself with lightning speed.

Ag, who was standing in front of him, immediately realized that something was wrong, but his lateral inertia was too strong and he couldn't brake for a while. In panic, he could only stretch out his left foot urgently;
And where Meireles couldn't see, Charles pushed the ball outwards the moment he received the ball with the outside of his right foot.

Before Agger's outstretched foot landed, Charles raised his left calf and then stepped over his leg.

The moment his left foot landed, Charles was as fast as the wind and controlled the ball under his feet again.

Seeing that Agger and Meireles were both passed by Charles, Lucas retreated frantically and wanted to intercept, but there is a saying that goes "A short distance is yet a world away."

Scottel rushed over quickly, trying to catch Charles off guard with his speed.

But it was he who was caught off guard.

The moment he rushed out, Charles' left foot made a feint in front of the ball without touching it at all. After his right foot stopped abruptly, his left foot immediately followed the rhythm and quickly pushed the ball outwards, and the whole person began to cut inside in the opposite direction.

"Stop him!"

Dalglish's hair stood on end.

Lucas and Charles, who had already rushed into the penalty area, rushed towards the ball at the same time.

Looking at the calm Charles, Lucas gritted his teeth. The sound from Stamford Bridge was like the best catalyst. Just when his heart was about to explode, he finally approached the ball almost synchronously with Charles.

Charles glanced at Lucas, then at all the defensive players who were almost all attracted to his side, and immediately realized that he could not wait any longer. The moment his left foot was firm, he exerted force with his right foot and kicked the ball.

"call out--"

Carragher, Skrtel, Agger and others all followed the ball. Reina, who was standing on the goal line, also stared at the ball closely.

Assuming the truth!

The ball crossed almost the entire diagonal of the penalty area and found Drogba at the bottom line.

Drogba easily passed the ball forward.

The moment Torres received the ball, the away fans in the stands immediately burst into loud boos.

There were even quite a few extreme fans who shouted slogans calling the team traitors and money-grubbers at the scene.

Although Torres promised never to celebrate against Liverpool, the hatred he has now is as deep as his love in the past.

Kelly quickly followed suit.

Torres looked at the Liverpool jersey on Kelly, and without concentrating, seemed unaffected by the boos from the audience, and kicked the ball hard.

"boom--"

The ball once again took off from outside the penalty area, quickly climbed towards the penalty area, and headed straight for Charles.

Even Liverpool players did not expect Torres to make such a choice.

Meirelles and Agger rushed towards Charles at the same time.

More and more Liverpool players were gathering towards Charles, and even Suarez appeared at the top of the penalty area.

Agger felt relieved when he saw the many Liverpool players around him and rushed towards the ball boldly.

At the same time, Charles, who had just stopped the ball, quietly pushed the ball forward inadvertently, then took a step forward, facing Carragher, and gently pushed the ball with the inside of his left foot.

Agger quickly lowered his head and saw that the ball had passed through his crotch. The moment Charles' left foot landed, he accelerated again, as if he was catapulted into the air, and squeezed in directly beside him.

Meireles and Lucas turned around quickly, and Reina also lowered his center of gravity.

When the three rushed to the ball almost at the same time, they found that although Liverpool had more players, the threat posed by Charles was not something they could completely cover up.

Charles stood in front of the ball with his left foot, and the next second he kicked the ball with his right foot.

"call out--"

The slanting moonlight blows away the cold dew, and the linen belt cannot be blown away when it is spread out.

Reina fell to the ground and dodged sideways, trying to stretch out his hands. His eyes were fixed on the ball. It seemed that the ball also felt the weight of his gaze and finally hit his fingers.

Reina didn't even have time to lament the pain in his fingers. He was like a traveler who had been hungry and thirsty in the desert for several days. He saw an overturned kettle and frantically tried to grab the water that had fallen on the sand. He hurriedly wanted to hold the ball in his arms.

But he forgot that Charles' shot would bounce a little, and the moment the ball was blocked by him, it bounced up again.

Skrtel, Carragher and others wanted to intercept, Johnson wanted to clear the ball from behind, Lucas wanted to hold Charles...

Every Liverpool player tried his best to prevent the ball from entering the goal, but Charles, who came from behind, moved quickly and nimbly and moved the ball forward.

Reina quickly got up from the ground and tried to save the shaky Liverpool goal.

Just as he turned around, the ball fell from a high place and landed squarely in the deepest part of the net.

(End of this chapter)