In the 44th minute of the game, Rosici received a pass from Wilshire's interception in the midfield. He took the ball and got it and got it away from Anderson's interference.

Then, while his eyes were clearly looking at Liu Feng, he sent a precise long pass.

The ball spanned half of the game and came directly to Walcott, who had already started to quickly and quickly on the right.

"The little tiger got the ball, and Nani was quickly chasing back to defend. At that time, there was still a long distance between the two. Evra also pressed on him, and the two were ready to double-team them."

Zhan Jun was just worried about Manchester United's entire army attack, but he didn't expect that it would be fulfilled without even halftime.

At this time, Walcott's state was already at its peak under the stimulation of Liu Feng. He had no intention of slowing down when Evra got closer and closer to him.

"It's getting closer and closer, right angle fake body, Walcott pushed the ball horizontally into the middle, and he had already arrived in front of the penalty area and shot directly!!!"

"Bang!"

From momentum to decisive decision, Xiaohu's shooting choice this time was extremely accurate, but unfortunately, there was only one thing: long-range shooting was not the skill he was good at.

After leaving his feet, the ball was not so fast and did not fly to the upper right corner where Walcott aimed.

Van der Sar leaped up in fear and hugged the ball that was slightly in the middle of the air flight direction, and then roared at his defenders.

"What are you doing!!! Fuck! Don't let him kick up so easily!"

“嘘~嘘!!!”

Just as the Red Devils fans put their hearts in their throats back, the referee also blew the whistle to the end of the half.

The first half of the two teams came to an end, and the players on both sides ignored each other and walked towards their respective locker rooms.

The old opponents Wenger and Ferguson also had different expressions when they walked towards the player channel. Sir Ferguson's serious and angry expression was really scary, while Wenger seemed calm and gentle.

However, when his eyes suddenly saw a player walking towards the player's passage with a cane, his expression also dimmed.

That's right, that's exactly this summer window that Dutch striker Van Persie defected from Arsenal.

At the beginning of this season, Van Persie's performance at Manchester United has always been very good.

Unfortunately, just as he watched Liu Feng's performance become more and more amazing and wanted to show himself more, injuries once again came to him.

He was seriously injured in ankle and was suspended for three months.

This new player Manchester United was the most optimistic this season, but he lost the opportunity to play. Day after day, fans have gradually forgotten that the team has such a number of people.

This is why before this game, the media did not mention the reunion between Arsenal and Van Persie at all.

One side is soaring straight up and firmly taking the lead, while the other side is sad and retreating with crutches every day to watch others play football. Such news obviously won’t be very popular.

Perhaps only some more radical Arsenal fans will gloat, but more Gunners fans have learned to ignore it.

Originally, this betrayal was very hateful, but it brought them new surprises. Everyone's attention was attracted by Liu Feng, so they had no time to grit their teeth every day.

After all, it is not enough for them to cheer and celebrate in every game, so how can they have time to think about this?

However, for Wenger, the meaning is different. Van Persie came to the Gunners in 2004, and it can almost be said that Wenger brought it up.

Although the betrayal of his beloved disciple made the professor feel a little sad, he still hoped that he could live a good life. Now, looking at the former beloved disciple who was not walking back step by step by step, it is false to say that he is not sad.

"well……"

Sighing, Wenger did not go to the other party in the end. After all, if he wanted to see him, it would be impossible for Van Persie not to come over.

The Dutch's psychological pressure is definitely quite high. At this moment, any person who appears in front of him and says anything may be misinterpreted into other meanings.

Then, let’s be at peace with each other, no longer have intersections, and return to the strange road.

"You did a good job in the first half, but there should not be any slack in the second half."

Wenger generally praised the players' performance, and the scores were true. No matter whether Manchester United is indeed more prominent than the Gunners in some aspects, leading is leading.

"In the second half of the game, we will continue to maintain our current formation. I need you to invest more energy in defense and make arrangements for the opponent's two forwards."

Pulling the tactical board over, Wenger's coaching stick always pointed at the icon representing Rooney and Berbatov. "You have also seen the goal conceded in the first half. My request is, at least not to let them connect easily."

"clear!"

"Very good. Regarding offense, our tactics are still consistent with the first half. We use two halfways to find breakthrough points, and don't just play in one direction."

Nodding, Wenger didn't have much to say, he waved his hand to signal the players to rest, and sat down himself.

After the coach stopped talking, the Gunners' locker room became completely lively. The teammates sitting next to Liu Feng were constantly discussing Liu Feng's two goals, which seemed to be more excited than Liu Feng himself.

"I've even given four people, even the goalkeeper. God, when will I be able to have such a level?"

"Yes, I'm satisfied with having one goal in my life."

The young little tiger and Xiao threatened you and me, and Rosici, who was sitting next to Liu Feng, whispered to Liu Feng.

For a moment, the Gunner's locker room was quite lively, and everyone started chatting quickly, talking and laughing.

At the same time, Manchester United's locker room seemed tense.

Although Ferguson is already very old, his temper is not young at all. His hairdryer-style lectures made the Red Devils players lower their heads and dare not interrupt.

"This is Old Trafford, not XX's Emirates Stadium. Are you sleepwalking? Be tougher, but don't be in the penalty area, don't be used like a stupid X who has no brains."

First, the defense line, Ferguson rushed all the way and then transferred his firepower to the midfield and frontcourt: "The same is true for you. If you can't control the situation, don't let your opponent control the situation. I'll teach you this?"

"No coaching required."

"No, of course, no need! The formation in the second half is retracted, we continue to play 442, their main offensive point is on the sidelines, so don't give them a chance to run."

"clear!"

"Our fans are watching in the stands, I hope you can take care of yourself!"

...

After all, he was almost seventy years old. Ferguson stopped talking after the players realized his problem. He sat in his position and seemed a little exhausted.
Chapter completed!