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Chapter three hundred and sixty seventh tears full of clothes

Tick, tick, tick...

Taking a deep breath, Liu Feng's hearing gradually became blurred, and he could no longer hear any sounds from the surrounding environment.

Sweat dripped on the lawn, raised his head and looked at the opponent's goal.

The distance is so close, but so far.

"ha!!!"

He stood up hard and all the noisy thoughts in his mind were eliminated. At this moment, Liu Feng's eyes were the only ball that was kicked out toward the midfield by Van der Sar.

"The competition continues, A Feng suddenly broke out, and he ran faster than he had just now!"

In the midfield area, Ramsey was competing with Valencia for the landing point of the ball. When he noticed Liu Feng who was retreating from the left, the ball was naturally passed by him.

"Ramsey grabbed the landing point and shot the ball. A Feng's retreat was extremely fast. He got the ball!"

Even Park Ji-sung couldn't keep up with Liu Feng's rhythm at this moment, and there was almost no stop. Liu Feng turned around with the ball and then rushed up.

"Barrely stuck in the position, Park Ji-sung's movements were quite big, and he was already on the verge of a foul. Liu Feng continued to push forward, his explosive power was amazing."

Zhan Jun was not excited when he saw Liu Feng breaking Park Ji-sung like a tank. He was both an Asian body. Through this direct collision, Liu Feng's physical advantages can be seen.

"Gigs quickly moved closer to this side and rushed directly and A Feng was knocked down!"

In the 88th minute of the game, Giggs, desperately knocked over Liu Feng who had just rushed up from the side with a huge impact force.

In an instant, Liu Feng almost breathed.

But this is not enough to make Liu Feng unable to get up.

When the referee blew a whistle and signaled Giggs to commit a foul and showed a yellow card, Liu Feng had already climbed up from the ground.

"Just stab the ball directly, I'm sending a free kick!!!"

"Swish!"

Just when Manchester United players were all happy that Giggs blocked the crazy Liu Feng, the ball rolled out by the Gunners and the referee's move to continue the game made them mess directly.

"There is no requirement to reopen. The referee defaults to the kick-off. The ball comes to Bentner's feet. He just makes it and returns to A Feng's feet!"

Liu Feng, who was covered in mud, was quick and fierce. As he rushed up, he stabbed Bentner's pass directly with his right foot, allowing him to roll over Fabio da Silva who had not had time to react.

"Continue to advance, and go down from the left side line of the penalty area!"

Looking at Liu Feng's movements and pace, Liu Jianhong's heart was already in his throat.

"The game has reached its 89th minute. This is an unexpected attack by Arsenal. A Feng will change his direction! He shook off Vidic who was rushing towards him!!!"

It was time to speak out soon, and the situation on the field was no longer something that the commentators could keep up with their mouths.

When Liu Feng knocked the ball towards the middle again, and then changed direction slightly at the moment of meeting Vidic, and then rushed towards the bottom line again, all the fans in the game exploded.

"Defend him!!!"

Ferguson on the sidelines went crazy. He watched the player wearing the No. 10 jersey get closer and closer to the penalty area, and wished he could put on the jersey and put him down.

Unfortunately, the defender closest to Liu Feng has been passed at this moment. Although Ferdinand moved very fast, he had no time to rush over to do anything.

Then, only Van der Sar was left.

"Van der Sar directly attacked A Feng, and he resolutely rushed towards the ball!"

Because he entered the penalty area through the left side, and the huge energy spent on several consecutive passes, Liu Feng's pace was already a little unstable at this moment.

For the first time, Liu Feng could even feel the sluggishness of his steps while dribbling the ball.

"Bang!"

I couldn't wait any longer, and he staggered, and his left leg that he stepped out again became weak.

So, he simply handed over his entire body and fell backwards on his right heel. Liu Feng's right toe touched the ball.

"Swish!"

"Shoulder on the ground!!!"

Something wrong is wrong. Liu Feng's last series of actions was too unpredictable. Van der Sar never expected that Liu Feng would stab the ball out with such a shot.

"It's a point faster than Van der Sa's lower body, the ball goes in! Go in! Go in! Go in!!!!!!!!"

"boom!!!!"

"Suddenly, the sword was filled with Jibei. When I first heard it, I burst into tears. Liu Feng! Chinese player Liu Feng! He equalized the score for the team in the 90th minute of the game!!! Woo~~~~"

Whether it is Zhan Jun or Liu Jianhong, or hundreds of millions of Chinese fans in front of the TV, no one was crying at this moment, and no one did not make huge fanatical shouts.

"Maple!!! Maple!!! Maple!"

"Huh~~~"

He let out a deep breath. Liu Feng, who was lying on the grass, had no strength to get up for the time being. He took a deep breath again and then greeted his teammates who rushed over.

"Ahhhh!"

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"We've equalized, we've equalized, wuwuwu~~~"

“It’s so wonderful, so wonderful.”

Starting from Park Ji-sung, to Giggs, to Silva and then to Van der Sar, Liu Feng was the only one who led the goal from beginning to end.

Except for Bentner, who made a good shot for him, all the other players could only follow Liu Feng desperately.

Taking advantage of the surprise of the quick free kick, the Gunners finally knocked on Manchester United's door again.

Wilshere, with red eyes, Bentner, excited, and Walcott, who rushed over from the right, helped Liu Feng lying.

Then, he hugged a group of teammates such as Xiao Fa. At this moment, the happiness of surviving the disaster filled the hearts of every Arsenal.

“Super Feng!Super Feng!Super Feng!”

In the stands, the crazy Arsenal fans had already filled the entire Wembley venue with cheers. I don’t know how many gun fans were so excited that they couldn’t even say clearly.

"Roar!!!Roar!!!Roar!!!Roar!!!"

"The fourth official on the sidelines raised his sign, and the injury time was three minutes."

Liu Jianhong, who was worried about how much time the Gunners would have to continue attacking, was completely at ease: "The two teams have returned to the same starting line again, and this showdown is far from over."

Wipe away the excited tears in the corner of his eyes and look at Liu Feng who was smiling in the close-up of the camera. For a moment, the unconditional trusting feeling returned to his heart.
Chapter completed!
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