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Chapter 137 Epic victory, comedy turns tragedy

"Oh, mygod!"

"Oh, mygod!"

“Oh, mygod!!!!!!”

"Woohoo~ I'm really going crazy."

"This is the most beautiful ejaculation I've ever seen."

The camera showed an old man in the stands who was past his sixties. He first grabbed the gray hair on his head with both hands, opened his mouth in an exaggerated way, then knelt down and worshiped with both hands!

The other two old men beside him also knelt down.

"god."

"He is the true god of football!"

An old guy of this age has experienced the era of Pele and Maradona, so you can imagine what kind of status Luo Wu has in their hearts.

"I must admit that he is the strongest person I have ever seen, bar none."

"No matter how good Melo is, if they don't have the World Cup, they can't become the world champion. Even now, I still don't change my mind. But Ronaldo made me change my mind. Even if he doesn't have the World Cup, he is already the greatest player in the history of football."

good!"

"Yes, I completely agree with what you said."

"metoo!"



And Luo Wu has also reached the Premier League's 26 goals. With this score, unless he is often injured later, there will be no problem breaking the highest record since the establishment of the Premier League.

There is no doubt that he is a record harvester.

Luo Wu's earth-shattering goal changed the score to 6:5!

Arsenal led Wolves 6:5 at home, and the time came to the 85th minute.

In fact, Wolves players played better than Arsenal players, and they almost had a chance to take the lead again, but it was Luo Wu who made everything turn into a bubble.

Under the camera, Luo Wu raised the collar of his jersey again, showing off his domineering side.

The Wolves players even forgot to kick-off, they were so shocked that they lost all their luster.

I have watched Luo Wu's performances countless times before, but today it was even more shocking to me when I saw him in person.

he,

Is it really invincible?

In the end, they realized at a loss that no matter how hard they tried, they could not reach the height of God!

The eyes of Jota and Traore are similar, they are full of confusion under the afterglow of the Emirates Stadium.

No matter how hard you try, it's all in vain!

"ah!"

Traore roared unwillingly.

"We can't lose the game like this!"

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

He looked like he was going crazy. He rushed into his own goal, picked up the ball, and ran up again.

The other teammates were finally brought back to reality by his move.

The whistle blew and they started the game in a daze.

The coaches on both sides started shouting crazily on the sidelines again. One side needs to attack, the other needs to defend. In these last few minutes, they may continue to be crazy.

Arsenal's formation was almost flattened, and Wolves players came out in full force. With one less player, a one-goal lead is not safe at all.

Luo Wu ran to the penalty area to participate in the defense, and the others worked harder, but Wolves still created a shooting opportunity. Moutinho tried a kick from 25 meters away, and the ball hit the goalkeeper.

The bottom line pops up on the card.

Wolves' corner kick opportunity quickly flew into Arsenal's penalty area. Mustafi finally pushed the ball out, but the ball still belonged to Wolves. Neves split the left wing and Jota passed the ball.

middle!

Gibbs White regained his hold, but fell to the turf at the same time.

Wolves players immediately surrounded the referee, believing that Papastathopoulos, who was guarding him, had made a foul move while guarding White.

But the referee rejected it and said there was no problem.

After Cech picked up the ball from the bottom line, he tried to delay it for a while and did not kick the ball out for a long time. As a result, the referee gave Cech a yellow card.

At this time, Luo Wu ran back to the outside of the penalty area. Cech decisively threw the ball to him. Luo Wu quickly dribbled the ball to the left wing. Traore immediately came up to press for it and then turned Luo Wu over.

He committed a foul and the ball still belongs to Arsenal.

Just like last time, Luo Wu came back to control the ball on purpose. Anyway, except for the foul, no one could get the ball from his feet.

Of course, Luo Wu did not forget to lie down on the court for a while.

It's not that he can't do it, it's that his teammates can't do it. At this time, he still has to act.

After the restart, Luo Wu continued to get the ball.

Traore and Moutinho flanked each other at the same time, but still failed to snatch the ball from Luo Wu. He did not turn around at all, but brought the ball back.

It was Moutinho's turn to force a kick from the left, but he still got a foul.

"ha,"

"Luo's control of the ball is too strong,"

"You can't grab it unless there's a foul."

"This is obviously going to run out of time."

"Now, here we go again, the ball is still at Luo's feet."

"This is a three-man attack! Oh wow!" Irving suddenly exclaimed, because Luo Wu suddenly picked up the ball, performed a rainbow move, and then quickly accelerated from the sideline to try to rush past Traore.

.

But Traore knocked him down again!

Still a foul...

Just near the center line.

Luo Wu walked for another ten seconds, got up, kicked the ball into the backcourt, and then ran back after him.

Shameless time wasting tactic!

He is still consuming it alone.

Although the Wolves players were furious, they just couldn't take it away.

Time quietly came to the 90th minute, and the fourth official only called for 2 minutes of additional time! There was not much time left for the Wolves.

If they couldn't regain the ball, they wouldn't even have a chance to attack. But the Wolves players didn't give up and were still running wildly.

The ball still came to Luo Wu's feet!

There is no guy more trustworthy than Luo Wu. Mustafi handed the ball to Luo Wu.

This time Neves and Moutinho were more timely than before. Traore was responsible for grabbing, and the two of them were responsible for breaking the back, but Luo Wu leisurely passed the ball back to the goalkeeper!

You have no idea.

Immediately after, Luo Wu pulled to the right.

He doesn't care about his position now! As long as he can help the team keep the ball, that's victory.

Neves ran after him desperately, and the two centers also followed him. One person once again attracted three people to press him. However, Cech, who got the ball, passed it back to the left.

Mustafi on the left can finally take a good look at his teammates.

This time he definitely couldn't pass the ball to Luo Wu, so he simply hit the two central defenders of the Wolves with a big kick. As for whether Aubameyang could get it, he didn't care, he just asked himself not to make mistakes in the backcourt.

Already.

The Wolves finally won the last opportunity to attack. They had about twenty seconds left, and they were easily hoisted into the Arsenal penalty area!

Four Wolves forwards were competing for points in the penalty area at the same time!

Jota grabbed the landing spot at the front point, and his head suddenly rubbed, but he still didn't hit the ball. As a result, the ball fell to the back point, very fast, but Traore still subconsciously stretched his legs to block it!

Da~

The ball slipped out of the right post of the goal.

Almost got in!

He missed the opportunity to score four goals. If he had scored this goal, he would have equalized the score for the Wolves.

But no, he was still a little bit behind.

beep,

beep,

Beep.

The full-time whistle finally sounded, and the Emirates Stadium instantly erupted into deafening cheers.

Latteore, who missed the perfect draw, immediately fell to his knees and buried his head deeply in the grass. The victory was determined by his kick. What a pity.

He could have reached the heights of Luo Wu! If the Wolves win, he can even become the best player of the game, or even a draw, but how ridiculous is his fate?

Neves and Moutinho also slumped to the ground with their heads hanging down. The two of them performed well enough today. If we don't talk about conceding the ball, they can be said to have carried the whole game, but the carry was not enough.

Ah, because they were dealing with God!

This was originally just an ordinary Premier League game, but it was as grand and epic as the highest-level Champions League final.

Maybe this will be the best game in many players' careers.

Cech was finally able to break out of the small penalty area, run all the way to his teammates, and join the celebration.

At this time, his teammates had already lifted Luo Wu up and threw him high into the air!

Although this is not a championship fight, it is better than a championship.

Over the years, there have been no champions who could celebrate so wildly, so it’s not a bad idea to use the mighty Luo Wu as the object of celebration.

The whole place was filled with cheers of ‘vivaluowu’.

"The game is over, but Ronaldo has already set a new Premier League record with 26 goals. He can be proud of the Premier League."

"You know, how many rounds did the game last? 12 rounds..."

"An average of 2.3 goals per game. Those Melo fans who like to use statistics to show off will probably stop a lot in the future, because in front of the data, Melo no longer has an advantage. Of course, Melo's statistics are also terrifying.

, their scoring rate has improved again."

"The two years of 12 and 13 were the peak of these two perverts, but now they have reached a new peak again. Their scoring rate is as high as 1.8 goals! If it weren't for Luo, then their scoring rate would have been that of a human being.

It’s the limit.”

"Of course, the butterfly effect caused by the Chinese is not only for them, but also for Mbappe, Neymar, Suarez, Lewandowski, and Benzema. The goal statistics of these forwards are more terrifying than before.

"

"But again, there is only one person standing on the top of the mountain, luooooooowu!"



On the court, Luo Wu was pulled by Traore.

"Hey,"

"I want to exchange jerseys with you!"

Traore seemed to have regained his energy. He took off his already soaked jersey, revealing his strong muscles.

Diogo Jota was half a second too late. He grabbed Luo Wu's other arm.

"I want to exchange jerseys with you too!"

"Shit, I came first." Traore turned his head and saw that Ruota was also holding Luo Wu's arm.

"Don't fight with me." His pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes became cold again.

Diogo Jota was frightened and subconsciously gave Luo Wu's arm. He couldn't fight with Traore! Don't even think about it, he couldn't beat him at all.

"Okay, I won't fight with you." Ruota, who became timid, shrugged and chose to leave.

Traore's expression softened again.

"I knew he didn't dare."

"He's afraid of me."

Luo Wu took off his jersey and pondered for a few seconds.

"You know what?"

"We actually had a confrontation."

"Really?" Traore was stunned and had no memory at all. For a guy as strong as Luo Wu, if he had fought against each other before, would he have no memory?

"Did you remember it wrong?"

Seeing Traore's confusion, Luo Wu handed him the jersey first, and then told him about his experience in the La Masia youth training camp.

After listening, Traore suddenly woke up.

"Ah, I'm a little affected."

"Well, we were wondering during halftime, why do you have people pouring water off the court, but we don't?"

"Ha, it turns out that little guy is you!"

Luo Wu:……

Damn it, I didn’t expect it to become popular in the La Masia youth training camp at that time?

Traore seemed to notice Luo Wu's embarrassment, and then stretched out his big hand, "Thank you very much today,"

"Forced me to be the strongest!"

"Although the team lost, I did not lose."

Um?

Why is this sentence so familiar?

Well, it’s what Ronaldo fans often say, the game was lost, but Ronaldo didn’t.

As for Traore's performance today, it can indeed be said that all five of the team's goals were related to him. His three goals and two assists were a god's performance. Even Melo can get such data.

Not out.

But above him, Luo Wu's statistics are four goals and one assist, leading the team to victory, which naturally makes him even more awesome.



After Luo Wu opened the door to the locker room, Que found that the atmosphere in the locker room was a bit strange.

What about laughter?

Why is the laughter gone?

What the hell does it mean when everyone is crying and sad?

"what happened?"

he asked Smith Rowe.

"team leader."

"Three unfortunate things just happened on the court."

"What happened?" How unfortunate? Luo Wu still didn't realize how unfortunate something happened.

No matter how unfortunate it is, it's just football.

"I just got the news that four fans died suddenly in the stands."

"Maybe it was a heart attack. The game was so exciting that they overturned on the spot."

"Water? Walter?" Luo Wu was shocked instantly.

Can you just hang up while watching a football match?

this……

Take ten thousand steps back, this is just an ordinary game, there is no need.

He immediately realized that it might have been caused by himself. If there were not so many exciting goals, these tragedies would not have happened.

Four!

"God, what a sad day."

No wonder the atmosphere in the locker room is like this.

"Should we do something?"

Comedy turns into tragedy.

"Boss."

He looked at Emery.

"Don't worry, the club is learning more about the situation and there will be follow-up work." Emery nodded.

"All right……"




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