Chapter 279 Three Consecutive Championships
Ronaldo stood in front of the ball, and he was ready to deal with the ball.
However, just as he bent down to play with the ball, he felt someone pat his shoulder. He looked up and saw that it was Ronaldo who was still treating on the sidelines just now.
It turned out that although Maclale's tackle just now was very fierce, Ronaldo had some feelings and jumped up to avoid the fierce kick. He finally fell to the ground because he was brought down by the inertia of Maclale's body, and there was no serious injury. After the emergency treatment from the team doctor just now, he returned to the field.
The deafening cheers sounded at Old Trafford Stadium, for Ronaldo's return to the court.
"Ronnie, let me do it." Ronaldo said to Ronaldo.
Luo was stunned for a moment, but he looked carefully at the distance from the goal, and then nodded.
However, when he walked away from Ronaldo, he saw Ronaldo telling him a gesture. Ronaldo was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Ronaldo, nodded, and walked towards the top of the arc in the penalty area.
Seeing that Ronaldo was standing in front of the ball, all the Chelsea players became nervous. They knew that at the position of about 30, Ronaldo's powerful free kicks were powerful. This season, Ronaldo has scored several free kicks of this distance. It can be said that a long-distance free kick has become Ronaldo's ace.
The referee's whistle began to sound, and Ronaldo began to run.
Seeing this action, all Chelsea players focused on Ronaldo because they already understood this action and Ronaldo would directly attack the free kick.
However, no one noticed that when Ronaldo started running, Ronaldo, who was at the top of the penalty area, began to move forward and came to the penalty area.
Ronaldo scored a football, and the football roared and flew to the middle of the court.
Yes, it's the middle, not the goal.
The Chelsea players' eyes looked at the trajectory of the ball, and they could only look at it with their eyes, because the speed of the ball was too fast and their physical reactions could not keep up.
Then, they saw Ronaldo not far from the small penalty area. At this time, Ronaldo was rising up, facing away from the goal, and raised his right foot high.
When his right foot was lifted to the highest point, Ronaldo's free kick just arrived, and then the football was kicked hard at Chelsea's goal by Ronaldo.
He has great power and fast speed. In addition, Cech has been attracted by Ronaldo before and has attracted his attention to the close post, so at this moment, he is also out of reach.
The ball flew straight to the back corner of the goal.
At this moment, whether it was Manchester United fans, Chelsea fans, whether it was the people sitting at Old Trafford, or the people watching the game in front of the TV, they all held their breath and raised their hearts to their throats.
The next second determines the fate of all of them.
As soon as the football kicked, Terry's legs arrived. Ronaldo didn't care about maintaining his balance and fell to the ground, but his eyes were staring at the football he shot out.
The first person in football today is rushing irresistibly. If the ball is in, the champion will be Manchester United.
He did not close his eyes and dared not look like some people, he stared at the football.
He saw the football hit the inside of the post and bounced across the line and landed in the net.
"Ahhhhh-this is simply incredible! The ball scored! The ball really scored! Ronaldinho's final kill at the last moment! This is a goal that locked the victory and a goal that killed the game! However, half of this goal must be remembered by Cristiano Ronaldo. It was his counterattack that won this free kick; it was also his pass that brought Ronaldinho such a perfect barb goal. The cooperation between the two Ronaldos determines the ownership of the Premier League championship this season!" The commentator was almost crazy, and in fact he was not a Manchester United fan.
Mourinho saw the football entering the goal off the court, and his knees softened and knelt on the ground.
Just as the commentator said, this goal killed the game. With less than a minute left, his team could not score two goals. This goal not only made his team lose the championship, but also to lose a huge man in front of the media across England. For him who wants face, it is no different from killing him.
But Ferguson not far away was completely different. The old man's face was blushing, shouting and jumping on the sidelines, and he also glanced at Mourinho on the other side from time to time.
"Congratulations to Manchester United, they once again won the three consecutive league championships, which is their sixth league championship in the past seven years and the tenth league championship in the past twelve years since the establishment of the Premier League. They are the well-deserved kings of the Premier League. At the same time, don't forget that this terrible team still retains the possibility of defending the four-champion championship, as long as they can win the FA Cup final ten days later and the Champions League final half a month later. If so, they will become the first team to defend successfully since the reform of the Champions League. And if they can win the Community Shield Cup, the UEFA Super Cup and the World Club Cup at the end of this year, they will defend the seven-champion championship with unprecedented success! They are worthy of being the most powerful team in the world today!" All the commentators were saying words roughly the same as this moment, regardless of whether they are supporters of Manchester United.
The referee finally blew the whistle to the end of the game, and at that moment, Old Trafford Stadium became a sea of joy.
Mourinho finally stood up from the ground and reached out to Ferguson.
Although he lost the championship, Mourinho still showed enough demeanor in front of his opponent. He took Ferguson and handed it over: "Congratulations, you are... the champion."
Ferguson smiled politely. At this time, he would no longer laugh at Mourinho's crazy words before the game. After the game, Ferguson's performance was consistent with his Jazz's identity.
Ferguson said, "Thank you."
Without more words, Mourinho turned around and walked towards the corridor, following behind him, members of the dejected Chelsea coaching staff and the sad-looking Chelsea players.
On the rostrum, Abramovich was also congratulating Jiang Feng. Although his team lost the championship, Chelsea still showed their strength in this game.
Moreover, as their identities, they would not speak harshly because they lost a game or lost a championship. Besides, the two are now friends, and there will be no discordant scenes.
After congratulating Jiang Feng, Abramovich turned around and left his seat.
Jiang Feng and his Manchester United team are the protagonists here, and he doesn't want to see Manchester United people celebrating unscrupulously here.
...
This evening, Manchester was a sleepless night.
While Manchester United players were still celebrating, Jiang Feng had already appeared in his villa outside Manchester, where Cheryl was waiting for him.
Because they had not been together for a while, after meeting, the two of them didn't say anything else. Soon Jiang Feng skillfully unbuttoned Cheryl's nightgown, and he also took off his clothes. Now the two were naked. Under Jiang Feng's caress, Cheryl let out a demonic moan. She slowly reached out to hug Jiang Feng, and the two were very close.
Jiang Feng never stopped caring about her body, especially Cheryl's full chest, which made people feel relaxed and happy when they touched.
However, what Jiang Feng likes the most is Cheryl's concave and convex body curves. When he turned Cheryl over, her high buttocks, which were lying on the sofa, were so plump and strong, full of sexual temptation. It was the most beautiful curve Jiang Feng had ever seen, so he kneaded them without hesitation.
"Well..." A greasy moan came from Cheryl's throat. It seemed that she also enjoyed Jiang Feng's caress. Jiang Feng knelt behind Cheryl. Cheryl's snow-white skin felt very slippery, especially from his perspective, which could clearly see Cheryl's seductive parts.
Jiang Feng didn't want to wait any longer, so he pressed up strongly. Cheryl immediately let out a long gentle moan: "Um... Jiang, you... you have to be gentler, oh..." Unfortunately, before she finished speaking, Jiang Feng had already started to move boldly.
Jiang Feng didn't say anything. While he was moving, he felt the joy brought by this action comfortably. Cheryl's close underneath was really wonderful.
Cheryl bit her lower lip tightly, and she tried hard to lift her plump buttocks and shook slightly. But as Jiang Feng accelerated, Cheryl also couldn't help but move with him. The innate pleasure was so perfect. Later, Cheryl couldn't help but moan loudly. She knew that she urgently needed this kind of love. Jiang Feng gave her not only these physical happiness, but Cheryl had no regrets when she was with him.
...
After the clouds were closed and the rain was dissipating, Cheryl felt very happy. It was a passionate release. Perhaps it was because it had not been lingering for too long, so this time Cheryl and Jiang Feng went to Wushan together. She felt very good. Under Jiang Feng's strong exercise, she was completely immersed in the happiness of sexuality, and her body and mind were so beautiful that she was really happy and forgot to return.
However, even if Cheryl wants to pursue this kind of sexual happiness, she knows that she is not Jiang Feng's opponent. She had already climaxed twice and was surprised to find that Jiang Feng was still so lively. His body was full of explosive power, and this kind of power that he wanted to choose people and eat was impossible to drive.
In the end, Cheryl, who was killed by Jiang Feng, had to spare his armor and said, "Jiang...you...why haven't you come yet? They... they can't stand it anymore."
"Haha..." Jiang Feng gave it a few more times, "Now do you know how powerful I am?"
Cheryl was beaten to death by the immortal yu, and she had no choice but to nodded repeatedly. Jiang Feng was too strong. If this continues, she would not beg for death by him? As a last resort, she had to beg for mercy obediently and said, "I understand, Jiang is the most powerful, just let your Cheryl go!"
"You can forgive you, but you have to call me husband." Jiang Feng smiled shamelessly.
"Well...husband...I...I'm wrong. Your kiss Cheryl knows it's wrong, uh..." Cheryl whispered. Now she will do whatever Jiang Feng asked her to do.
If Cheryl is older than Jiang Feng, now Cheryl is willing to be so aggrieved and even shouts of affectionate secret words in the boudoir, which shows her surrender to Jiang Feng.
"Kiss Cheryl?" Jiang Feng was very moved by Cheryl's statement, and his movements became even more violent after being stimulated.
Cheryl was still waving her hips desperately below, and the feeling that she could fly into the sky was back. Jiang Feng knew that she was at the most critical moment now, so he hugged her tightly and increased the intensity of exercise below.
Chapter completed!