This is a joke!

Mourinho stopped doing it and ran to the fourth official again to roar, "Did you see it? They just used such dirty and despicable means to delay time! Didn't you see it!"

The stadium was booing everywhere, it was so lively...

"Giroud goes to hell! Go to hell!"

Chelsea fans were completely crazy and were played so shamelessly for more than three minutes by Giroud, which no one could bear.

"Damn! That guy is so amazing." Liu Hao hugged his face with both hands and didn't dare to look on. Jiro's actions made Liu Hao feel very embarrassed. He really delayed the time to the extreme. In order to delay for another half a minute, the guy turned over and fell off the stretcher, and then started to shamelessly wail on the ground.

If Arsenal eventually wins the game, not only will the professor present him the award, but the Film and Television Association will also come to present him the award?

It was a mistake for Arsenal fans to become silent for the first time.

Everyone can see that this is a scam. Not all Arsenal fans support Giroud, which is really too unprofessional.

Giroud had no choice but to do anything. Although the boo was clearly heard, he could only finish the show with a bit of bullet and trick.

Team doctor Levin is also very sensible and simply carried him into the player channel. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to sit on the bench. It would be better to drive home directly, so as not to be chased by Chelsea fans in a while.

Giroud's courage dragged the time to the 86th minute, and the credit was great! As long as Arsenal persisted for another four minutes, the game would enter stoppage time.

Of course, Giroud's fate lost one person to Arsenal, and Chelsea got the chance to play 11-to-10. If stoppage time is included, Chelsea should have about eight minutes left!

The referee won’t fail to make up for the time that Giroud delayed!

The professor changed two in one breath and piled up four forwards. He hasn't seen him so crazy for a long time. No matter how much he lost, he will lose. If he can't bring a draw, the champion may be lost, so when will he stay if he is not crazy at this time!

Of course, Mourinho does not have real four forwards available. The only real forwards are African Andy Lau and Costa. The other two are just Hazard and Oscar who continue to move forward. Xuerle's appearance focused Hazard's position on the field.

Two fast wing roads. Plus two high towers form a complete encirclement trend in the middle and surroundings of Arsenal. Arsenal's penalty area has become an isolated city, and it seems that the distance is really not far away!

For the professor, the time now is like walking in a snail, and he almost doesn't move! As long as the players are a little distracted, they may have to score a goal for their opponents. At this time, they need to show their twelve points of energy. Of course, it is not enough to take out their energy, and they still need a little luck.

Where will luck stand?

He can actually accept a draw. The draw is at least a tie. And the goal difference is only two, so the next four games are not necessarily that bad.

But if you win, why bother considering goal difference? He wants to get more. People are greedy. The professor is no exception, not to mention that he just wants to keep a one-to-zero score, which is not an exaggeration!

No matter Chelsea or Arsenal, no one can sit still. The last few minutes of the victory and defeat are filled with hesitation and anxiety.

Vermallen and Mertesak were closely attached to Drogba and Costa. They were the focus of defense. They were counting on defending them in the penalty area. If others suddenly shot cold arrows in front of the penalty area, there was nothing they could do about it.

Except for the goalkeeper, everyone else found their own defense targets, and each person was not more than one meter away from the opponent. Yes, the opponent's space was compressed to within half a meter, and people were on the target to defend, starting from the frontcourt.

Arsenal completely abandoned the attack and just stared at people!

The ball flew around Arsenal's penalty area, like a missile that could concentrate its target at any time.

"One minute left, the regular time is gone, and the referee signaled to overtime for four minutes. There are still five minutes left!" Liu Hao, who had been watching the game calmly, looked at his phone without listening, and even specially picked out the stopwatch function in the phone and calculated it in seconds.

Beep beep beep beep, as if you could hear the sound of a stopwatch beating. Although Liu Hao was not on the court, his heart was in a mess, and his beating heart was running with time. There was no moment that he could compare to the nervousness at this moment.

"There are thirty seconds left." He murmured to the time.

Podolsky beside him had buried his head in his coat and did not dare to look at the field.

Rosici had headphones in her ears and kept staring at the field, but her expression was very dull. I wonder if this guy's heart was made of iron or had no heart at all. Could he be not nervous at all?

Liu Hao glanced at the coach's seat and seemed to see the professor's face twitching with his muscles.

"Stop time has begun." He muttered again.

At this time, Arsenal's goal had been blown up ten times in a row and had no power to fight back.

"Score the goal quickly!" Zola urged. Although he knew that his words were useless, he still prayed anxiously, "It would be unfair if he lost the game like this!"

Chelsea also received a corner kick at this time.

At this time, Terry, Ivanovic, Matic, Drogba and Costa, all of these five tall men entered Arsenal's penalty area, while Hazard, Oscar and William were at the forefront of the penalty area, and Schulle went to take the corner kick.

The pressure in Arsenal's penalty area was several times faster. Giroud's 193cm tall man was sent off with a red card. Szczesny was tall enough, but he could only keep the goal. The only player who could save Chelsea's five King Kong players was the only player who replaced Debuch's Desch. His height was 186cm, and Mertesack's 189cm tall. Even Vermullen's height was only 179cm, so others were even more unbearable to watch. They were all under 178cm!

How to defend against two more King Kongs?

This is destined to be a tragedy! The professor did not pay attention to height before, but now it is really a bad idea.

In the penalty area, Chelsea's players are obviously much higher. When the number of players is not at a big disadvantage, Chelsea players must be taking advantage!

Xuerle's corner kick was too stress-free. As long as he sent the ball to the penalty area, his teammates would have a lot of opportunities to grab it! His free throws were also very cunning. Considering that Szczesny was too tall, in order to avoid Szczesny from attacking and getting the ball, he deliberately sent the ball away from Szczesny, and the rest was all about the performance of his teammates!

"There is a chance! There is a chance! This ball has a chance! The ball is opened!"

The five King Kongs jumped at the same time in the penalty area, and even Szczesny was frightened. The momentum was really too terrifying.

Szczesny couldn't hook the ball, so he could only stand at the door to determine whether the ball would fly over.

With an absolute height advantage, the Chelsea captain finally won the ball.

Terry's mouth seemed to be stretched out, because he was roaring and jumping, swaying his buzz head on the ball, and the perfect lion shook his head!

"Terry! Ah! gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Captain completed the goal! Chelsea equalized! Fark!"

As soon as Szczesni stretched out his hand, the ball had already entered the net!

Oh—no!

The red ocean sighed like a suffocating sigh. Like a withered rose, all hope disappeared.

In an instant, he was immediately swallowed by the cheers of the deep blue ocean.

"Fuck!" After all, it was not up to the last moment. Liu Hao sighed with regret. The more he wanted the result, the more unexpected it was.

At this time, Podolsky pulled down his coat, revealing his sweaty head. Perhaps he no longer felt pressure now!

The professor's brow immediately shrank into the word "chuan". At the same time, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

That was Mourinho's rushing twenty meters wildly, then kneeled on his knees and slid past him!

"Yeah—" whizzed by his cheers.

Crazy celebration!

Mourinho waited for 93 minutes!

Nothing satisfies him more than this celebration!

His madness once again won.

"I said a long time ago that Chelsea will equalize the score sooner or later. Jose should take advantage of the victory and strive to win the game in the last minute! There is one minute and there is still a chance! As long as you get the ball, you will immediately pour it into the penalty area!" Zola shouted heart-wrenchingly. He had lost his mind, his face was blushing, and his microphone was full of saliva.

One minute. Is there still a chance?

Mourinho was not so brave anymore, Mingjin stopped his troops.

Dou-Dou-Dou-Dou-

The referee's whistle sounded and the whole game ended!

In the end, Arsenal shook hands with Chelsea 1:1 at home, and the two sides failed to decide the winner in the top battle. Chelsea continued to top the top with two goals, and with the advantage of two goals, they continued to top Arsenal. The championship battle still had to continue.

Mourinho, who was still roaring with the fourth official, walked straight from the coach's seat from the coach's seat, looking like he wanted to shake hands with the professor.

Although the professor's face was terrifyingly gloomy, he still politely extended his hand and shook Mourinho symbolically.

Just one step away, Arsenal was able to lead three points and go away, just two minutes away!

Damn it! The three-pointer that reached the mouth turned into one point, I'm gonna!

God must have been napping, or he had recognized the wrong person, how could he let that old guy Terry score? After Mourinho left, the professor grinded his teeth in his mouth and said hatefully.

This is really a loss to the wife and a loss of troops. Giroud, that red card is really a big loss!

Goals, I want to score, I want to score many goals! At that moment, the professor felt that the only way out for Arsenal was to win all the games and then overtake Chelsea in goal difference. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!