Chapter 132: Laugh! Laugh Louder! The More Fun You Slap In The Face!
Emery was standing on the sidelines, actually looking at Su Han.
Because of the beating of his temples before, he was a little uneasy.
He saw the way Su Han turned his head and grinned at him.
Although Su Han's smile was ugly, he could still tell that it was a smile, and as a smart person like him, he could also tell that this smile was definitely not a show of favor.
Is it mocking?
or a threat?
Or is it both?
Just when Emery couldn't figure it out, Su Han had already turned his face back~ and started running.
He reached the football in two or three steps, then he swung his right leg and kicked the football solidly!
If there is a statistical system for the ball touching part in the dungeon at this time, it can be seen that Sophie kicked exactly where he wanted to kick.
The football flew into the air and directly crossed the wall that Manchester City players had spent a minute or two erecting, like a jet fighter, passing over their heads.
The moment Joe Hart hit the football with Su Han, his muscles jumped up. He is now like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to shoot at any time.
Looking at the height of the football after it took off, he knew it was a fallen leaf ball!
coming!
When he couldn't see the football in his sight and the football was blocked by the human wall, he kicked his right leg hard, and the whole person shot out and rushed to the upper corner.
It is very difficult to throw a fallen ball. Joe Hart can only guard the goal line and try to get as close to the goal as possible, so that when he jumps up, he can stop the falling football.
To put it bluntly, it means not giving the fallen leaf ball any room to fall.
If the football must cross his fingers before falling, the football will fly directly off the crossbar. And if the ball falls before him, his hands are here waiting to intercept the ball.
That's the only way Joe Hart can stop football...
But there is one crucial factor here, and that is...
His speed is faster than the speed of football, and he has to arrive at the scheduled location in advance.
The England goalkeeper is well aware of this, so he even took off a little earlier.
If he sees the football flying over the wall again and jumps again, it will definitely be too late.
But he was still half a beat late this time...
Su Han shoots the football faster than he expected!
Almost in the blink of an eye, the football flew over, and the speed of the ball probably exceeded 120 kilometers per hour!
While his body was still going up, football had reached its peak, and then...
Head down!
This obvious trajectory change can be seen even by a person who doesn't understand football.
It was as if the football hit an invisible ceiling and bounced off.
Joe Hart was still in the air at this time, his eyes were fixed on the football, so he saw all the changes in the football.
But what if he saw it?
Now that he is in the air, he can't borrow strength, and he can't increase his speed or change his route. He can only fly upwards according to his inertia, and at the same time, he raises his hands as high as possible, trying to cover his defense area.
This is the limit of what he can do.
Next, it has to be handed over to God for judgment.
Judge the ball, whether it is scored or not!
Two results, two fates, this is actually the trial of fate.
In Joe Hart's eyes, his hand is about to touch the football, the football is right in front of his fingertips, as long as he touches the net a little more, he can touch it, and then he can change the trajectory of the football... ....
Victory is at hand!
But it's fleeting!
The football slipped past his fingertips, but he didn't touch the football, and he didn't even touch the skin of the ball!
Although his hand has been raised high enough, it is still not higher than the football.....
Let's see if the crossbar will help Manchester City...
As long as the crossbar can block the football, Fucheng can skip a song this time.
Wishes are beautiful, but reality is often cruel.
After the football brushed Joe Hart's hand, it rubbed against the goal post and flew into the goal...
Yes, the ball went in!
When Emery saw this scene off the court, his eyes and mouth grew bigger at some point, and he watched this scene blankly.
He couldn't believe it, he thought he was wrong, and he blinked hard.
But no matter how many times you blink, you can only see the football bouncing in the goal when you open it.
Not outside the net, but really in the goal!
The ball... the ball actually went in?
He looked down at his watch - the game had only started nineteen minutes ago!
hell!
damn!
Oh shit!
0...asking for flowers...
Don't mention how angry Emery is at this time.
Because he could feel that his carefully prepared plan, in front of Su Han's goal, everything began to shake, and cracks appeared and were spreading.
As if something is about to collapse...
At this moment, his mind suddenly became clear, and a flash of inspiration flashed!
He finally understood what Su Han's smile meant.
It turned out that he had already seen his intention... Was he laughing at himself for wasting his efforts?
Damn it!
No one paid attention to the anger and annoyance in Emery's heart.
Everyone was ignited by Su Han's free kick, whether they were supporting Liverpool or Manchester City.
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Liverpool fans cheered loudly, while Manchester City fans booed and cursed angrily.
Amid the hurricane of sound, Su Han stood at the penalty spot without moving.
He raised his right hand, this time he didn't clenched it into a fist, but spread his five fingers apart, giving a slap.
He is telling everyone, Liverpool, and my uncle, the fifth champion of this season, this game is about to be decided!
The Manchester City players turned their heads away, staring at the goal one by one dumbfounded...
They dawdled for a long time, but did not prevent the football from flying into the goal.
Instead, their efforts to delay the game ended up costing them a few minutes in chasing Liverpool. …
If you harm others and end up harming yourself, why bother?
When the football shot by Su Han bypassed the goalkeeper Joe Hart's ten fingers and fell directly into the goal, Ancelotti, who had been sitting on the coach's bench and pretending to be calm, shot from his seat like an arrow. He went out, rushed to the sidelines and waved his fists vigorously towards the stands, roaring in his mouth, venting the oppressive emotions in his heart to his heart's content.
The ridicule of him by the media, as well as the worries after knowing Emery's plan, were all vented at this time.
He doesn't worry about anything now.
Everything is fine Su Han!
Then this victory is guaranteed, and this champion is also...
When I win the championship, see how you laugh at me!
Laugh! Laugh louder!
The louder you laugh, the harder the slap will be!
At this moment, Ancelotti was so excited that he even went crazy... Six....
