six finger demon

Chapter 482

Chapter 482

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Two years ago, Owen was still playing for Liverpool.

It was also a rainy day, and Liverpool was only one step away from the Champions League gate.

At this time, an unknown young goalkeeper stepped forward, and after blocking Owen's counterattacks again and again, he used a "despicable" method to completely block Liverpool from the Champions League.

It is a bit of an exaggeration to say that it is a "nightmare", but since then, Owen has always had a knot in his heart.

Owen once had the opportunity to untie this knot, but he didn't grasp it; then, he came to Real Madrid to serve as a screw of the Galacticos.

Owen's performance in Real Madrid can be described as extremely sharp, and until now he is still the player with the highest scoring efficiency in Real Madrid.

But no matter how brilliant Irving is, he still can't compete with world-class superstars like Ronaldo and Raul.

Now, Owen has returned to the Premier League, returned to the familiar soil, and also returned to that familiar rainy day.

Things are different, the black and white striped jersey worn by the former golden boy, but the boy who once kept Liverpool out of the Champions League has become the hero of Liverpool's victory.

Until now, Owen has to lament the changeable fate.

Perhaps only Owen himself knows how painful the "next step" journey is without unraveling the knot.Every rainy day, Owen will think back to that game, the game that belonged to him but was taken away by others.

"Now, it's time to end it!"

Owen used all his strength on his right leg. After volleying the ball that was rolling towards him, he even felt empty for a moment, as if all the strength and resentment in his body were poured out with this kick. .

The goal must have been scored!

With such a short distance, such great shooting power, coupled with his own footwork, Owen can't think of any reason not to score this goal!

"Duang!"

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

Lightning and thunder couldn't cover up the muffled sound of impact, because the ball hit so close!

The lightning that pierced the sky in an instant illuminated Tang Wu's ferocious face. Looking at Tang Wu's bloodshot and wide eyes, Owen actually took a step back.

What a look!

Tang Wu was like Shura crawling out of hell, with his eyes puffed out, breathing heavily, and blocking Owen's powerful and heavy shot with his iron chest.

The powerful impact caused Tang Wu to lean back, and his right leg, which was kneeling on the ground, loosened slightly, but in the next second, he grabbed the turf fiercely.

After being kicked at close range, Tang Wu's body just swayed in place and maintained his balance again.

Even in the next second, Tang Wu, who was puffing out his cheeks, stepped forward again.With one kick, the whole body rushed towards Owen.Like a tiger descending from the mountain, the golden boy of England has become the prey at this time.

This time, Tang Wu hugged not only the ball, but also a black leather foot.

The top striker's sense of smell made Owen take a step back and quickly adjust his posture, facing the ball bouncing in the air and swinging his right leg sideways.

As soon as Owen's instep touched the ball, Tang Wu's chest was also attached to the other side of the football.

Owen only felt a strong momentum wrapping his right leg, his body tilted and he lost his balance.

"Beep!!!"

The referee's whistle sounded immediately, and everyone surrounded them, rushing towards Owen and Tang Wu who fell to the ground.

"Don, Don, are you okay? Don!!!"

Gerald grabbed Tang Wu's shoulders and pulled back forcefully, but Tang Wu remained motionless.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that Tang Wu's hands were wrapped around Owen's feet.

Just when Gerrard was about to push harder, Tang Wu rolled sideways from Owen's leg to the side, and there was a black and white leather ball in his left arm.

"Tang, how are you?" Gerald hurriedly knelt down and held up Tang Wu's head with a worried expression on his face.

"Huh, Huchi, Huchihuchi, Huchihuchi" Tang Wu didn't speak, and Gerrard only answered unceasingly panting.

The rain was still falling, but in Gerald's eyes, the corners of Tang Wu's mouth shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shearer also ran over, he ran to the referee, begging for a penalty.

penalty?

Of course the Liverpool players quit!

Our goalkeeper is hitting the ball, it's your players hitting the goalkeeper!Why give you a penalty?

In this way, the players from both sides were arguing around the referee in the Liverpool penalty area, while Tang Wu and Owen lay on one side without saying a word.

As the captain, Gerrard immediately waved to the team doctor on the sidelines, and the Liverpool team doctor hurried onto the field with a medicine box.

"How are you, Don?"

"Water." This was the first word Tang Wu spit out.

The team doctor hurriedly opened a bottle of mineral water and let Gerrard pass it to Tang Wu's mouth.

Tang Wu took two sips to moisten his throat slightly, and stopped drinking.

At this time, the team doctor also lifted Tang Wu's jersey, exposing Tang Wu's chest to the air, white smoke was rising, and it was red and purple.

"Steven, I think I should change to another partner." Tang Wu said softly while the team doctor was spraying himself.

"What do you mean?" Gerald didn't understand.

"Nike's quality is too bad! I should switch to a company that produces body armor!" Tang Wu grinned.

"That's right, that's right, that's right!" Looking at Tang Wu's swollen chest, the corners of Gerald's eyes twitched. "Tang, you really should change to one, and at least the one that can withstand shells!"

After pressing a few times to confirm that Tang Wu's sternum was not broken, the team doctor tightened Tang Wu's protective vest again, and quickly ran off the field.

In fact, Tang Wu was short of breath just now because of the pain.Now that the medicine is sprayed, it slowly slows down.

Owen's first kick volleyed with hatred and made the football hit Tang Wu's chest, but the second kick, which was even more terrible, Owen withdrew his strength at the last moment.

The players on both sides argued endlessly, and the referee also hesitated.

Judging from the situation just now, Tang Wu not only hugged the ball, but even hugged Owen's feet, and Owen also fell because of this. This is indeed a foul.

But the problem is that I don’t know whether Owen hit the ball first or Tang Wu caught it first. If Owen hit it first, Newcastle can be given a penalty at their discretion; but if Tang Wu hit it first, it’s all right The rammed the goalkeeper.

Just as the referee hesitated, Irving, who had just been lying flat on the ground, got up silently and walked towards the outside of the penalty area without saying a word.

Seeing Owen like this, Shearer no longer tested the referee.After saying a few words of warning, he led his teammates to follow Owen's footsteps.

Owen's intentions couldn't be more obvious. A gentleman scores a goal, and he gets it in a proper way.If it was Tang Wu's foul, Owen would never give Tang Wu a chance.

But the problem is that Owen doesn't know whether it was his own foul or Tang Wu's foul just now.

He only knew that the moment he touched the ball, his hands also hugged his feet.Then he subconsciously withdrew his strength, and was thrown down by Tang Wu.

He didn't know who was fouled by such a ball, but he knew that at that moment, he really lost!

After blocking his first shot, the ball collapsed into the air, but Tang Wu was not so bored that he fell down.

But at that moment, Owen was indeed overwhelmed by Tang Wu's fearless spirit, and even became a little angry from embarrassment.

At that moment, if Irving was calm enough, he would never choose to handle the ball with his feet again.

If it was Irving in Real Madrid, he would lower his head to attack the goal or even flick the ball at the moment the ball bounced parallel to his head. Whether it was a pass or a direct shot, he would have a great chance to score.

But after the ball bounced to Owen's forehead, it began to fall, making Owen unable to grasp that moment.By the time he used his feet again, it was already too late.

Tang Wu's reckless save and desperate attitude really disturbed Owen. He knew that when Tang Wu hugged his right foot, he had already lost the ball.

The knot in his heart became tighter, and he needed to use more formal means to untie it.

When the Newcastle players exited the Liverpool penalty area one after another, Owen heard the cheers from the stands.

Looking back, Tang Wu stood up again with the support of Gerald and Hypia.

"TOM, TOM, TOM, TOM!!!"

From the stands in all directions, the KOPs kept shouting.Soaring into the sky in this biting drizzle, echoing in the air.

Owen clenched his fists. At this moment, there was no golden boy of Liverpool. On the Anfield field, there was only one magpie that turned grief and anger into strength.

(End of this chapter)