It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 323 Brother, You Smell So Good (The Best Version)

Carragher, who failed in the interception, lay on the ground gasping loudly.

The cheers at Stamford Bridge remain.

The sky in England remains exactly the same, without any change.

But this is the second time this season he's wanted to clock out so quickly.

He always felt that when he returned home, all he would see when he lifted the quilt was Charles.

After the last game, he often had nightmares.

If Chelsea is not eliminated from the League Cup this season and they also enter the Champions League, they will play five consecutive games against Chelsea in one month.

First, we play the first game of the Champions League and the Carabao Cup against Chelsea, then the FA Cup against Chelsea, and finally the League Cup against Chelsea, and finally a Champions League game.

If this is true, Carragher looked at the sky above Stamford Bridge and felt that he might retire early.

Chelsea players also ended their celebration, and the game resumed with the referee's whistle.

But after falling behind by two goals, Liverpool's defense began to shrink.

Dalglish took a look at his three defenders who were like toys in Charles' hands. He had no time to care about the so-called fair cat and anxiously directed the players to change the formation.

As Liverpool's formation contracted, Chelsea's attack began to become difficult.

Seven minutes later, Liverpool finally got a free kick in the frontcourt, but the ball ultimately failed to get past Cech's fingers.

Although Liverpool occasionally had offensives afterwards, Chelsea still held the initiative in terms of ball possession.

Liverpool had already been conceded two goals in a row, so now they dared not raise their defense too high.

Until the end of the first half, the score between the two sides remained at 2:0.

After 15 minutes, the second half began quickly.

But right after the kick-off, Liverpool still trailed in the first half and barely made it past halftime.

Although Chelsea's attack was sharp, it was still difficult to break through their defense.

70 minutes.

Chelsea's defense has been pressed near the center circle.

The ball returned to Terry's feet again. Terry took a look at the Liverpool players who didn't even dare to pass the half court, and finally chose to pass the ball to Ivanovic.

After receiving the ball, Vanović immediately advanced with the ball, and no player stepped forward to intercept him.

After successfully passing the center line, he kicked the ball.

Ramirez on the wing stopped the ball steadily, and only then did they truly enter the swampy area where they had to attack.

The Liverpool players, who originally seemed loose, began to flow like a swamp, as if they were about to turn into a man-eating monster.

Ramirez quickly knocked the ball back, and at the same time all Chelsea's defensive players passed the center line and came to Liverpool's half.

After receiving the ball, Ivanovic turned around immediately and then picked up the ball.

The ball traced an arc in the air, not very fast, and found Lampard on the right.

Lampard and Gerrard rushed towards the landing point of the ball at the same time. Gerrard had successfully won the ball, but due to Lampard's interference, his header pass also made a mistake. The ball did not find Suarez accurately but bounced out of bounds.

Bosingwa took the ball thrown by the caddy, wiped it with his jersey, and then chose to throw the ball to Terry not far away.

Now Chelsea's defense line has reached 30 meters in front of Liverpool's penalty area, but there is still no way to lure Liverpool's players out.

After Terry received the ball, he took a few steps forward, and soon he felt the resistance like a drop in the ocean.

Facing the defense of Gerrard and Kelly, he quickly pushed the ball out, and Lampard on the wing successfully stopped the ball this time.

The Liverpool players who were originally guarding in front also moved to Lampard's side at this time. Seeing this, Terry immediately dribbled forward.

Not far away, Charles also followed the pace of Terry and others and began to adjust his position.

That's it!
Lampard kicked the ball above the goal and accurately found Terry who was making a forward run.

The moment Terry received the ball, four or five defensive players immediately appeared around him, but he was not panicked at all.

Because Charles was not far in front of him.

He kicked the ball with his left foot, and Scottel immediately turned forward. Seeing this, Torres quickly ran back.

When Terry saw this scene, he subconsciously began to regret it.

Because the distance between him and Torres was very close, he did not use too much strength. He originally wanted to kick a curve ball to bypass Stel, but he did not expect to backfire. Now the ball not only did not pass to Torres, but was intercepted by Skrtel.

Scottel immediately kicked the ball with the outside of his foot and successfully cleared the ball outside the penalty area.

Suarez had just turned around when Essien successfully passed the ball to Lampard.

Kelly kept up with Lampard's rhythm and finally successfully blocked Lampard.

Charles, who was not far away, also began to quietly adjust his position at this time, moving from the penalty area to the top of the arc.

Next to him is Suarez.

As soon as Kelly stretched out his foot, Lampard immediately turned around, and the next second, the ball returned to Essien's feet.

Essien turned around again, and this time, Chelsea's murderous intention was revealed.

Suarez subconsciously rushed towards the ball, but Charles, who was just behind him, quickly surpassed him by half a body length.

He quickly reached out his hand and soon Charles's clothes were tightly grasped by him. However, Charles had no intention of slowing down. Instead, he ran faster and faster and was about to break free from his control.

Suarez was pulled and staggered, and just when he was about to lose the ball, Charles also made a shooting gesture.

Listening to the cheers, roars and shouts from the audience, Suarez suddenly exerted force, pushed the ground with his left leg, and successfully got close in the burst.

But Charles seemed unaffected and was still ready to shoot.

"Stop him! Stop him!"

Dalglish was cheering wildly on the sidelines.

"Crack!"

Suarez aimed at Charles' shoulder and bit it.

Before Ciel could react to what was happening, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

He subconsciously swung his right foot hard and kicked the ball in front of him, and the next second, he fell to the ground in pain.

Suarez, who bit his shoulder, lost his balance and fell to the ground with Charles.

After Charles fell to the ground, his mind was still a little confused.

When he turned around, he saw Suarez sitting there, pinching his front teeth with two fingers.

Charles seemed to understand something.

I quickly pulled open the collar of his jersey, and sure enough, I saw two obvious rows of teeth marks on his shoulders.

He was bitten!

"Reina blocked the ball, but Charles' kick didn't deliver enough power... Hey, what happened? Both of them fell to the ground."

"Let's take a look at the replay... This is - Suarez and Charles are fighting for the ball, ah hey hey hey -"

"Suarez hit Charles with his head, hit Charles... Watch carefully, watch carefully... It was not a hit, Suarez bit Charles' shoulder."

"I've never seen a player bite someone on the field before. Is Suarez hungry?"

"It can't be 'The shoulder meat from the French islands is delicious, juicy and chewy. After 70 minutes of exercise, Charles' muscles have been fully stretched and marinated with sweat salt. Suarez knows that this is the best time to eat it', right?"

"This is really the first time I've seen this. Let's see how the referee decides the penalty."

Not only Ciel, but even the referee standing by was stunned.

Gerrard stared at Suarez, who was sitting on the ground with his teeth broken.

"Louis, what happened to you just now?"

Suarez was silent and couldn't say a word. He couldn't just say "Brother, you smell so good", right?

Or say, "Referee, I'm sorry, I'm just hungry"?
Gerrard quickly pulled Suarez up, "Luis, get up and explain!"

"I'm sorry," Suarez finally stood up, "I... I really don't know why... why I bit him... I didn't mean to..."

But Chelsea's other players can't care about that.

Drogba, Ramires, Essien, Terry and others all rushed up and surrounded the referee.

"Why are you still standing there? Charles has been bitten, why don't you give me your cards?"

"Red card, this is a dangerous action. No player has ever bitten anyone on the field!"

Unfortunately, the players said a lot, but the referee hesitated for a long time and finally did not take out a card.

Charles was so angry that he stood up from the ground, rushed to the referee, and exposed his shoulder, "Look, look!"

The referee quickly turned around and said, "There is no record in the football rules about what card to give for biting. It's no use even if you show it to me."

Meireles came over and grabbed the jersey that Charles had torn off with both hands, pulling it up desperately, "Pull it up quickly, don't catch a cold."

Drogba glared at Meireles.

Meirelles quickly stopped what he was doing and walked aside angrily.

On the court, Charles finally walked in front of the referee. The referee took one look at the teeth marks on Charles' shoulder and subconsciously took a step back.

Chelsea players were still surrounding the referee to ask for justice, "What card should you give if that player bites you on the field? Give a card, give a card!"

At this time, Suarez was also pulled over by his teammates. Carragher pointed at Suarez's big teeth angrily. Suarez quickly lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Referee, Charles hit Suarez's teeth, he fouled!"

Hearing this, Ramirez pushed through the crowd and before anyone could react, he bit Carragher on the shoulder.

"My grass!"

Carragher cried out in pain.

"啕——"

Ramirez immediately retched.

"what?!"

The scene was in chaos and the stands were in uproar.

Dalglish on the sidelines was stunned.

And at his feet, the Golden Invincible Universe Armstrong Spiral Ascension Justice Cat was still shaking his arms, emitting an evil light all over his body.

"What just happened?"

The teaching assistant also looked confused. "I, I, I, I... I don't know either."

Ancelotti also looked at the field with a confused look on his face.

He has encountered everything as a player and coach over the years, but he has never encountered a situation like this.

He hurriedly thought about how to deal with such a situation.

Soon, he remembered a familiar bald head.

"Pruna! Pruna!"

The assistant teacher at the side looked confused, "Carlo, who are you calling next?"

"Oh, look at my memory," Ancelotti slapped himself on the forehead, "Team doctor, go and save him!"

The team doctor who had been waiting on the sidelines for a long time finally rushed up.

Ancelotti just felt a headache when he saw the chaos on the field.

"Why did Ramirez bite? Oh, Charles, my Charles, is he okay? Do you think he needs a rabies vaccine?"

The teaching assistant looked confused, "Shouldn't we use that?"

"But human-to-human transmission has occurred in such a short period of time."

"But there's no such thing as this or the Madman vaccine... Wait, Carlo, what do you see there?"

Ancelotti looked in the direction the assistant coach pointed, and saw a golden cat waving its arms at Dalglish's feet, looking like it was performing a ritual.

"Damn it, I knew something was wrong today. It turns out someone is cursing us in our home court!"

The referee had a lot of trouble to stabilize the order on the field, but he didn't expect a new situation to arise off the field.

Charles pulled his collar back up and was about to thank Ramirez, but he didn't expect to see an exciting scene when he turned around.

Off the field, Ancelotti and his assistant rushed to Dalglish.

A golden light was faintly visible in it.

After a while, Liverpool's assistant coaching team also joined the battle between the two sides.

The scene was chaotic.

The referee and fourth official rushed over and separated Ancelotti and Dalglish.

The whole stadium was in an uproar.

At this point, ten minutes had passed since the initial conflict.

Charles quickly found Cole and other Chelsea players to come to the vicinity of the stadium to calm the fans and avoid the outbreak of large-scale conflict.

Soon, the explosive atmosphere in the stadium still existed, but it was also reduced a lot.

The game starts again.

Charles took a corner kick, and Drogba finally won the header, and Chelsea once again changed the score to 3:0.

There is not much time left for Liverpool.

But after the biting incident, although Suarez did not receive a card, both sides still played with 11 players against 11 players, and the fighting spirit in their hearts had gradually subsided.

Now, basically all Liverpool players just want to punch out.

Time passes minute by minute.

Chelsea had perfect control of the situation.

Charles' attack is still sharp. He is like a gem blooming on Chelsea's thorny iron armor, showing his talent wantonly at Stamford Bridge.

This is his stage.

Chelsea's icy defense and bloody offense were all obscured by his performance, and the scene looked like a warm dance party.

But there's Liverpool's blood all over the place.

Gerrard is still running.

But he was like a soldier being pulled back and forth, running around, trying to complete King Dalglish's orders by himself - to stop Chelsea and even score a goal.

Gradually, his running awakened some of the numb players.

89 minutes.

Gerrard made a cross from the right, and Cech and Ivanovic hesitated for a moment when they were halfway through the attack. It happened that the players in the middle were a step late, and no one could clear the ball in time.

Meireles then volleyed the ball with his left foot from not far away.

Cech tried desperately to chase back, but ultimately failed to catch up.

Meireles became the first Liverpool player to score against Chelsea at Stamford Bridge since Xherou in 2004.

After the score board showed 3:1, the referee quickly blew the whistle to end the game.

(End of this chapter)