Chapter 39 Mr. 50 Million or Parallel Import?

Conte has a bad temper, and the Chelsea dressing room was filled with his furious roars.

Waves of roars echoed in the locker room, and the Chelsea players lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

After all, they knew very well how bad their performance was.

If Arsenal hadn't played well, or with those few mistakes, they would have completely lost confidence in the game.

Conte scolded them from beginning to end. He wanted to wake these people up or make them angry.

Take that anger out on the court.

This is a method commonly used by coaches when Conte was playing. Although it is a bit old-fashioned, it works very well.

Sure enough, when the Chelsea players walked out of the locker room, their expressions were extremely gloomy.

A fire rose in their hearts, as if it was about to explode at any time.

Seeing this scene, Conti nodded slightly.

The purpose was achieved.

"The performance of both teams in the first half can only be described as terrible. The development of this game was within our expectations, but also a bit unbelievable!"

"These are two championship teams, but they play like a third-tier team!"

"I'm not criticizing these two teams, but they really need to imagine and solve these problems."

"As far as I'm concerned, these two teams have too many problems."

Paul Mawson shook his head.

Arsenal had a sudden change, and Wenger fell ill and was hospitalized. This sudden situation, coupled with the departure of a large number of key players, led to problems at the beginning of the season. It is understandable.

But Chelsea couldn't understand it.

Mourinho's departure was confirmed in the middle of the season. Chelsea even brought in Conte early, and all the championship players were there. Why could they play like this?

Some people have previously raised the issue that Chelsea is seriously aging and the age structure of the team is unreasonable. At this time, it seems that this is indeed possible.

The two teams have already arrived at the stadium.

The two teams changed sides and fought again.

Lucky noticed that the expressions of the Chelsea players were extremely ugly, and there seemed to be a fire burning in their eyes.

Lucky didn't know what Conte had done to them, but at least judging from the current situation, these guys were full of momentum.

Sure enough, as soon as the game started, Chelsea launched a sneak attack.

This sneak attack was not initiated by Hazard, but by Pedro on the right!

Pedro was very fast, and with Oscar's penetrating pass, he passed directly through Arsenal's midfield line.

Because the change happened so fast, even Lucai didn't react.

He retreated hastily, shouting at the same time; "Stop him!"

Gibbs stepped forward and began to restrain Pedro.

But Pedro had no intention of slowing down at all. He hit the ball diagonally and had to use his speed to hit it hard.

"Follow up!"

Lucky is still retreating!

He was extremely anxious inside.

Gibbs turned around and rushed over, but Pedro stepped sideways and blocked Gibbs.

His feet were affected and his speed slowed down, and Gibbs could only watch as Pedro sprinted towards the goal.

At this moment, his mind was blank.

At this time, a figure suddenly came out from the side and made a sliding tackle from a distance.

No!

It's more of a block than a sliding tackle.

Sure enough, Pedro shot!

The ball hit Lucky's toes, and his toes went straight. The ball was affected and rushed towards the left goal post, bouncing off with a loud sound.

At this moment, Lucai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Pedro entered the penalty area and Gibbs failed to follow. Pedro faced the goal and shot!

Ah~~~I was blocked!

Kai's toe touched the ball, and the ball bounced off the goal post! Azar!

! Unload the ball, smash the ball away, and shoot!

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Le Kai turned his head violently.

He saw Hazard stop the ball with his chest near the penalty area line, spike the ball with his feet, and shoot directly.

A set of movements flows smoothly.

The ball also entered Arsenal's goal from under the right post.

As soon as the second half started, Arsenal fell behind!

48 minutes, Arsenal 0-1 Chelsea.

The entire Emirates Stadium was silent.

Arsenal fans were in disbelief, they had conceded the goal.

Chelsea players had already started running wildly to celebrate.

Even Conte on the sidelines was punching hard.

Obviously, he felt that his tactics were working.

The Arsenal players had their hands on their hips, feeling helpless and painful about this goal.

Koscielny was furious, but Gibbs was his old partner, and he couldn't vent his anger on him, so he could only stamp his feet in hatred.

Lucky was the quickest to react. He stood up immediately and shouted, "Okay, guys, we need to get the score back!"

Arsenal's players frowned.

Lucky added; "We always did this before, didn't we? Think about the predicament at that time, those games that we completely denied and felt that we could not win, those powerful opponents were defeated by us, recall the feeling at that time !”

Lucky loudly encouraged the shooters.

Lucky was the only one with a loud voice in the arena.

The other Arsenal players all had sad faces.

In the stands, Arsenal fans were angry.

If you lose the ball, let it be lost, but what does it mean when everyone looks like a dead person?

The overall atmosphere at Arsenal gave them a bad feeling.

In the past, there were Cazorla and Di Maria in the team, who could help Arsenal with any offensive tasks and fully stimulate Suarez's goal efficiency.

Now look at it.

Sanchez is gradually out of business!

Wilshere is in an unstable state!

Aubameyang, the 50 million man, is not effective and can be called a big dud!

Now even forced Lucky to take on most of the offensive tasks.

You know, Lucky himself rarely participates in the offense, but now Arsenal can't do without Lucky on the offensive end.

Is this still the Arsenal that dominated Europe last season?

Is the impact of the champion syndrome really that big?

"Arsenal has too many problems now, the offense can't be played, the defense is not strong enough, it seems that except for Lucky, everyone else is watching the show throughout the game!"

Paul Mossen raised a more controversial topic.

Lucky's performance in this game is beyond doubt. Even under the restriction, he still broke through the encirclement and participated in the offense.

On the defensive end, if it weren't for Lucky's support, Arsenal would have been beaten into a sieve.

Therefore, the game so far feels like Lucky is fighting alone!

Lucky is running all over the field, constantly repairing the leaking ship called Arsenal.

But manpower is limited, and Lucky can't face the increasing number of holes and the continuous backflow of seawater alone.

Click!

Lucky keeps adjusting his breathing.

Sweat runs down his cheeks and drips on the back of his hands.

His throat is dry, thirsty, and his mouth feels a little sticky.

But his legs can still feel the strength, and he can continue to run and keep going.

But he can't play like this alone.

Lucky looks forward, and Aubameyang looks at the sky with a blank expression.

Suarez lowers his head and doesn't speak.

Finally, Lucky looks at Wilshere.

I saw this guy looking at me with a sharp gaze.

The two looked at each other.

Wilshere patted his left chest and pointed at his feet.

Lucky smiled.

After all, there is one who is still motivated!

Wilshere is a legacy of the old generation of Arsenal. It can be said that he inherited the irritability and iron-blooded spirit of that generation of Arsenal!

This guy has a bad temper, but he is always motivated.

This guy is a bit of a liar, but he never speaks at critical moments.

This guy has a lot of problems, but he is a trustworthy guy!

The game is not over yet, and the outcome is not completely determined.

There is still a chance!

Lucky is the captain of Arsenal!

All he has to do is pass on this belief to his teammates.

It's just one goal behind, just make it back.

Arsenal used to play games that were hundreds of times more difficult than this, but they still survived and stood at the top of Europe.

One compromise will only give birth to a second compromise!

For every failure, the most intense confrontation must be carried out!

Failure?

QTMD!

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