Sunderland fans have already started celebrating in the stands at Stadium Light.

The fans in the home stand stood up and began to applaud and cheer and entertain themselves rhythmically.

However, when Ramsey's long pass came back, everyone's cheers calmed down, and then there were fierce shouts.

"Sunderland! Sunderland! We welcome the light at the Light Stadium!"

"Oh~~~Roar!"

The game has reached its last moment, and it has become an unstoppable thing for Arsenal to win back two goals.

However, this is likely to be the last attempt to attack. If they still fail to achieve anything, they may really be shameful to leave here.

"Rossici took the lead to the ball landing point. He followed Sesenion tightly, headed the ball and passed it out. Henry on the right got the ball!"

Liu Jianhong was also very excited, and his speaking speed was very fast.

“e on!”

In the stands, Liu Feng was already focused on pinching the hand that Yuan Xiao handed over to him and didn't know that it hurt.

"The ball is directly shot, and the ball feels so smooth. The ball comes to Giroud's feet. Giroud's back stuck Bridge's left foot and splashes the ball diagonally behind."

The silky cooperation reappeared, and when Henry appeared in front of the ball again, he was already in the penalty area.

"Bang!"

"Henry, hit the ball!!!"

Standing with his left foot, his body was like a bow, and his right foot was pulled hard and pulled out directly. Henry's shot was steady and fast, and he flew quickly to the angle that Sunderland goalkeeper could not take into account.

"Swish~"

The net was raised high at the next moment, and the Gunners' first goal in this game came later than in any previous event.

"Henry! The ball is in! The ball is in! The game is in! The score was finally rewritten in the 91st minute and Arsenal scored a goal."

The emotions of countless gun fans were finally relieved at this moment. Liu Feng also came to his senses with the pain that Yuan Xiao repeatedly pulled his hands and couldn't pull them out and directly pinched his soft waist with his other hand.

"Good ball! Hahaha~, it hurts..."

On the court, in addition to scoring such a goal, Henry's next move once again demonstrated his leadership temperament.

Using the speed of sprinting, he held the ball in his arms before the opponent's goalkeeper got up, and he began to keep calling his teammates to go back and prepare for the kickoff.

Before the final whistle sounded, there was hope in everything. You must not waste your time on celebration.

The Arsenal players who knew Henry's intentions were also running back quickly, and at this moment, they finally twisted into a rope.

Unfortunately, the Sunderland team will never give the Gunner another chance to hit the shot.

Whether it was walking slowly towards the serving position or looking at Arsenal players' leisurely and contented as they shouted, the gun fans in the stands booed a huge boo.

However, because the number of people is not superior, the booing was quickly suppressed by the calls of Black Cat fans.

This directly caused Henry to quickly run to the serve point and put the ball in place and wait for Sunderland to come and kick off the ball. All the time he bought wasted.

"The competition has entered ninety-three minutes, and the countdown has entered the end."

Seeing that the two teams finally stood on the court, Liu Jianhong sighed and said nothing more.

It is understandable that Sunderland does this for victory. No one will say anything wrong except to make gun fans anxious.

It's just a bit unpleasant.

"Shh!!!"

With a whistle, the game began again. Sunderland drove the ball backwards after the ball was taken, and finally passed it to the goalkeeper.

The speed of people running is naturally not as fast as the ball. Even though Henry, Giroud and Chamberlain have used their best efforts to rush towards the ball, they still cannot touch the ball before the end of time.

“嘘~嘘!!!”

There is no miracle anymore, and no one in any team will be favored by God forever. When Wenger chose to let most of the main players take a rest, this game was destined to be no longer under Arsenal's control.

"boom!!!"

The sound of the Light Stadium is like a huge wave, and the second team to defeat Arsenal this season has been born.

It was not Manchester United, not Milan, not Liverpool, nor their city rival Tottenham Hotspur, and was known as the invincible Gunners and lost to the Black Cats.

It deserves its name, a black cat is a dark horse.

It's a game that's enough for Sunderland fans to blow a season.

After all, even if it is a second team with all substitutes, this is a team named Gunners.

"Oh~"

Before the semi-finals, it was defeated on the fifth lap of the FA Cup, which also means that the Gunners' FA Cup road this season is over.

Liu Feng in the stands was a little helpless when he looked at the scene. He sighed and leaned on Yuan Xiao's shoulder.

If Henry's goal just now hadn't diluted some of his negative emotions, maybe he would have jumped like some irritable fans.

"Arsenal's FA Cup this season ends, and as the defending champions, they haven't even entered the semifinals this season."

Liu Jianhong in the commentary also felt that the result was a bit incredible, but looking at the Gunners' lineup in this game, he felt that this was reasonable.

"The Gunners Second Team is still quite different from all the main players. The professor may also give up fighting on the front line in this way..."

At this point, what else can I say? On the court, the helpless professor didn't say anything and led the players to turn their heads into the player's channel.

After defeating Arsenal, Sunderland's celebration will naturally last for a while. As for the failed party, it's better to pack up early and go home to sleep.

Seeing their team leave, the gun fans in the away stands also began to get up and leave, and Liu Feng and Yuan Xiao were among them.

During the appearance, Liu Feng was too frustrated and accidentally took off his sunglasses, and some fans began to recognize him.

In order not to disappoint the fans, he could only barely smile and take a photo with a few enthusiastic fans.

Of course, more fans were too frustrated and didn’t bother Liu Feng too much, but instead were helpless and muttered how good it would be if you were on the court.

Regarding this, Liu Feng could only smile embarrassedly and had nothing to say.

He is not a god and he will have bad shapes. What should he do if one day even if the team loses a key game on the court?

Before he knew it, Liu Feng hadn't thought like this for a long time since his great success last season.

He will do his best in every game where he has the chance to play, but if he still loses, how will the outside world judge himself?

For a moment, due to the team's loss, Liu Feng couldn't help feeling sentimental.
Chapter completed!