MTL - Strong Waist-Chapter 67 Stop the muzzle of fate! (Three more recommended collections)

   Chapter 67 Blocking the muzzle of fate! (Three more recommended collections)

   "Guys, cheers, shouts!"

   "Yes, goals are exciting, but so is great defense!"

   "On the edge of despair, turning the impossible into the possible."

   "Rooney's shot was so powerful, it was like a bullet of fate hitting Arsenal's goal, but there is always a class of people who will never give in!"

   "They roared unwillingly towards fate, they challenged fate, and stubbornly contained the muzzle of fate!"

   "Like now! Like Kai!"

   "He blocked Rooney's shot with his body and also blocked the muzzle of fate!"

   "He refused Manchester United's shot, the same fate!"

  Hu~~~~~~~~~~~

  George Adams took a deep breath and suddenly said loudly;

   "Use your loudest voice! Call his name!!"

  Kay! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! —

   At this moment, everyone raised their arms and shouted.

  They swear, they've never been so frenzied as this moment.

  Yes, Arsenal's enthusiasm has been ignited!

   was completely ignited by a teenager!

   "My God! This is too strong! Too strong! Too strong! Continuous blockage, my heart is about to jump out!"

  Chen Yixun excitedly celebrated in front of the TV.

   He turned his head to look at his sleeping daughter, and immediately slammed his fist into the air again.

   He is now a Lucky fan.

  No one can stop him from being madly infatuated with this teenager!

   At this moment, he is a hero to the entire Arsenal fans!

Los Angeles, USA.

   Matt Damon stared blankly in front of the TV, the roaring Lucky,

   He's completely stupid.

Before   , he was already in despair, but Le Kai was stunned to save this despair.

   Matt Damon opened his mouth slightly, then he stood up silently, picked up the phone, turned it on again, and dialed a number.

   "Hey! Man! What's wrong?"

  Matt Damon said; "I want Kay's off-the-ball jersey for this game!"

"what?"

"Jersey! Jersey! Kay's off-court jersey! Just the off-court jersey for this game!!" Matt Damon roared excitedly; "No matter what the price, I'll get it, I swear, it's legendary A moment! Arsenal will welcome their legendary leader!"

   "Are you crazy?"

   "No! I'm not crazy! I'm going to take off the jersey!"

   "Well, I'll ask him if he wants to, I can't decide that!"

   In the arena, after Le Kai shouted, he was drowned by his teammates.

   "Man, great job!"

   "You saved us!"

   "God! Block twice in a row!"

   "They didn't score! We still have a chance!"

   "This is definitely a classic game!"

   Lucky was pressed under his body, and suddenly felt a little itchy on his forehead, something flowed into his eyes, and it became stinging.

   "Hey! Guys let me go, I'm a little uncomfortable."

   Hearing the words, the teammates got up quickly.

   Lucky shot with Rooney's heavy artillery head-on, so don't break it.

   After they got up, they found that Le Kai had a cut on his forehead and was bleeding continuously.

  Vermaelen was shocked, and he immediately found the referee.

   The referee also immediately stopped the game and then called the team doctor.

  Beside the goal post, the team doctor Levin is confirming Lucky's condition.

   He raised three fingers and said, "How much is this?"

   "Three!"

   Lucky answered honestly.

   Levin took out a medical flashlight and shone on Lucky's eyes again, nodded and said, "You need to check your head after you go back, so let's end now!"

   Lucky is not happy anymore.

   "Hey! I'm not done yet!"

   Levin said; "You still have blood! You can't compete!"

   Lucky frowned; "You should have a hemostatic nail, right?"

   Levin nodded and said, "Is there anyone you want to use this?"

   Le Kai raised his head and said, "Come on, deal with it quickly, I want to compete!"

  Lewin reluctantly took out the hemostatic nail, which was similar to a stapler, and saw him pick up the soft leather on his forehead, and with three clicks, the stitching was completed.

   Immediately wiped it off with alcohol, took out a white gauze and wrapped it around Lucky.

   Finally, I took out a brand new jersey from the first aid kit and handed it over.

   Lucky said in surprise; "The team doctor still carries this?"

   Levin said angrily; "Patrice asked me to take it, he said you would use it!"

   Lucky immediately took off the **** jersey and put on a new one, then ran to the sidelines to signal that he was ready to play.

   Levin shouted at Lucky; "Remember not to use the header! It's easy for the wound to burst!"

   Le Kai said without turning his head; "Don't worry!"

  The game is still going on. After simply bandaging the wound, Lucky returned to the arena.

   Seeing Le Kai returning to the game, the fans at the scene applauded in unison.

   Whether it was the two consecutive blocks just now or his previous performance, Lucky's performance in this game deserves their applause.

   "Kay is back in the game. Yes, Arsenal can't do without him now. He is only 18 years and ten months old, but he has resisted Arsenal's defensive burden."

   "As an Arsenal fan, I can't imagine if we would have surrendered early if we lost Kai's active performance in the game."

   Arsenal fans agreed with the remarks made by George Adams, the live commentator.

  Lekai used the bench again and again to tell them that he was trustworthy on the defensive end.

   And the complete outbreak in this game made them even more pleasantly surprised.

Where    Lucky appears is steady, otherwise, without Lucky, they can't imagine what direction the game will develop.

   "He's like a warrior!"

   Looking at Le Kai holding gauze on his head, an Arsenal fan couldn't help but admire.

   Another Arsenal fan also sighed; "Once upon a time, we also had such players, but they have all left. Fortunately, we have ushered in another batch!"

   "Look! They are not afraid to face Manchester United at all, they are competing with each other like crazy!"

   Manchester United's three-footed shot did not go in so that they slightly affected morale.

  But Manchester United are Manchester United after all, and their perseverance in the game is enough to make everyone wary of them.

   The same goes for Lucky.

   As the time approached 80 minutes, Manchester United's counterattack became even more ferocious.

   This also makes his defensive pressure even greater.

   At the same time, Lucky was also faintly angry.

  This is their home ground!

  Manchester United are too arrogant!

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  Lekai confronted Van Persie, and they both stumbled a little. Van Persie looked extremely thin on the TV camera, but in reality Van Persie's physical fitness is still very tough.

   But Lucky was slightly better in this regard. While losing his balance, Lucky fell down, crossed his left and right legs, and kicked the ball directly.

   Immediately, the two fell to the ground together.

   "FxxK!"

  Van Persie angrily beat the lawn, but Luckey ignored it.

   He quickly got up and ran towards the middle circle to fill up.

   Arteta ran out, and the defense was left to Lucky.

  Arsenal's attack has been quite smooth, and they are no longer afraid of physical confrontation.

   The confrontation between the two sides in the frontcourt was extremely fierce. Le Kai noticed that the referee had put the whistle to his mouth several times.

  ‘You are blowing! ’

   Lucky thought helplessly.

   At this time, Arsenal took advantage of an attacking opportunity and won a corner kick.

   "Hey! Come up!"

   Arteta greeted Le Kai to come forward to fight for the top.

   Lucky also rushed over immediately.

   His position is in the middle, the main purpose is to cover for his teammates and attract some defensive power.

   Of course, Lucky has also practiced heading, but he is not particularly good at it.

   Arteta free throw.

   Lucky's eyes kept wandering from all corners, and at the same time, he carried out a physical confrontation.

   In such a small space, everyone crowded together.

   Lucky even felt that someone was pinching him.

   At this point, the whistle sounded and Arteta kicked off.

  The ball flew towards the penalty area in an arc.

  Suarez jumped with the Manchester United players, but Suarez jumped earlier and took the lead.

   Lucky glanced up and immediately retreated to the vicinity of the back point.

   All attention was attracted by the chaotic top-fight, no one saw Lucky quietly touch the far post, and then take off.

  Suarez's fight for the top was unsuccessful, but he rubbed the ball.

  The ball goes towards the back post.

   Everyone turned their heads subconsciously.

  The eyes of Manchester United players suddenly became frightened.

   In that place, a guy in a red and white shirt was rising from the ground.

   He didn't jump high, but it was just right.

   "Suarez rubbed the ball! The ball flew back and hit Kai!!—"

  This time, everyone held their breath,

  Arsenal fans have half their butts raised.

   They looked towards the field with fists clenched.

   They saw Lucky in the air, and they shook their heads towards the ball.

   The range of motion is large and standard.

   And the ball rubbed the goal post and got in.

   Manchester United goalkeeper De Gea didn't even have time to react.

  Shoo! !

  The ball pushes up a net!

  85 minutes, Arsenal scored another goal!

   They took the lead by pulling two goals in a row when they were behind!

  Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

  The whole Emirates Stadium is already boiling!

   The fans who had half-raised their butts before stood up.

   They raised their arms high and cheered hotly towards the arena.

   From behind to equalize, to lead.

  It's all like a dream!

   They are about to win the mighty Manchester United at home!

   The only thing the Red Devils took away at the Emirates Stadium was a defeat!

   They can't take anything else with them.

   Lucky landed, he turned his head to make sure the ball went into the net.

   Immediately, he turned and roared towards the corner.

   His arms are wide open, his face is hideous, and the white gauze on his forehead is faintly showing bright red blood.

   But none of that matters!

   They are ahead!

  I scored my own goal!

  Le Kai ran to the corner, jumped up and landed, and slapped his chest violently.

   "Come on! Where are your cheers?!"

  Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! —

   In the stands were fans with fanatical expressions, half of their bodies sticking out of the pitch, their arms stretched out, as if to hook Lucky.

   The audience cheered like a gust of wind.

  The area where Lucky is standing is where everyone's eyes are focused!

   At this moment, Le Kai glared angrily and looked around the stands, like a **** of war!

   Bloody battle!

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   (end of this chapter)