"GOAL!"
"GOAL!!"
"GOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
“WonderfulGOAL!!!”
"winter!"
“IT’S DONG!!!”
Southampton's commentator was already going crazy.
Another Wang Xiaodong's signature kick.
There were still more than thirty meters away from the goal. No one expected that Wang Xiaodong would take off from this position.
Wang Xiaodong fully absorbed the experience of the first League Cup and did not make any meaningless shots.
When he concentrates on defense, all opponents are confused by the "illusion" he creates.
Now, this giant dragon soars into the sky, letting out bursts of dragon roars in this noisy mortal stadium.
"In!"
"Dong scored again!"
"Ouch!!!!"
Kevin Keegan was as excited as a child and he hugged Jack, just like everyone else on the bench.
Wang Xiaodong's goal completely ignited the audience. The various club officials at the executive table couldn't help but smack their lips and began to re-evaluate Wang Xiaodong's true strength.
Watching the video is far less clear and shocking than watching it live.
Experts can arbitrarily judge the key points of a certain goal, the moment of the shot, the route of the shot, etc. on the video. However, in a fierce competition, the court environment, teammates' movements, referees' gaze, fans' focus and a series of factors can all Interfere with the shooter.
To be able to score the ball in this situation requires both strength and luck!
Just after Wang Xiaodong finished his exaggerated and extremely obscene celebration towards the opponent's goal, he turned his head and suddenly discovered that there were several dark figures approaching quickly outside the crowd.
Crisis is everywhere!
Are they excited visiting fans?
Or a crazy football hooligan?
The security personnel in the neutral stand tried their best to contain the situation. They first pinned down three fans who rushed out, but the other three people took advantage of the security guards' unpreparedness and slipped out through the gap.
The opponent ran faster and faster, as if he wanted to give the scoring star a warm hug.
As the opponent approached, Wang Xiaodong narrowed his eyes and protected the surrounding teammates behind him.
"Back off!"
"What?" Fernandez had not yet reacted.
"BACK!!!"
Wang Xiaodong shouted and drove away all his teammates.
Millwall's players had already scattered and got out of the way. They were used to this kind of scene.
"Don't touch those fans who rush onto the field easily!"
From the moment they joined Millwall, the manager gave them this sentence as a life creed.
No one can guess what those crazy people will do!
As the players dispersed, a large vacuum was revealed in the stadium.
Wang Xiaodong stood there, neither retreating nor running.
Butters, who was at the front, put his hand into his trousers while running.
When he took out his hand again, everyone was shocked.
That's a bat wrapped in iron!
"How did this guy bring this in?"
"You can run so fast with a bat on your leg?"
"What is he going to do?"
The three consecutive questions that hit the soul made many visiting team fans cover their mouths.
No way?
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
"Dong, get away, get away!!!"
Keegan yelled from the sidelines. At this moment, he wished he could rush onto the court and stand in front of Wang Xiaodong.
Looking at the "frightened" Wang Xiaodong, Butters was so nervous that he almost suffocated. He could even hear his own heartbeat.
After doing this, it's worth even going to jail for two years!
And you were so arrogant at the Neil Stadium, do you think Millwall fans would pity you?
He rushed forward without saying a word, raised the bat in his hand, and swung it down at Wang Xiaodong.
go to hell!
Yellow bug!
Even if you die here, no one will show mercy!
"winter!!!"
The little witch on the stand exclaimed, then glanced twice and fainted directly in the arms of her female companion.
boom! ! !
A strong arm stopped the baseball bat.
The moment his elbow pressed against the top of the baseball bat, his arm stretched out and his five fingers grasped the handle of the bat like an eagle's talons.
A simple evasion technique to maximize the impact area and minimize the damage.
Seeing that he couldn't pull out the bat, Butters' arrogant face gradually turned to panic.
After so many troubles in London, this was the first time he encountered such a tough opponent who used his arm to block the bat without blinking an eye.
The next second, he felt a pain from the tiger's mouth. Wang Xiaodong twitched his right hand and suddenly grabbed the baseball bat in his hand.
BANG! ! !
There was an explosion.
Butters is petrified.
The two bats collided hard one centimeter from the tip of his nose.
The bat in Wang Xiaodong's hand exploded, and the broken upper half hung at the top of the bat at a 90-degree angle.
The bat in the hand of another football hooligan exploded directly from the middle, and the hit tip flew far away, grazing Butters' scalp.
I'm going!
What power is this?
Is he a monster?
Bang!
The football hooligan who had just collided with Wang Xiaodong loosened his hands and the remaining half of the bat fell to the ground.
The tiger's mouth was completely torn apart, and both arms were still shaking uncontrollably.
"What? Do you want to try it too?"
Wang Xiaodong stretched out his right hand, and the broken baseball bat was instantly stretched out in front of the third football hooligan who rushed up.
Looking at the wooden thorn that could pierce his throat just one centimeter away, Timmy was so frightened that he froze on the spot, sweating profusely.
"That's right!" Wang Xiaodong's voice was very soft and soft.
"What's wrong with learning? Just imitate other people's sap tactics!"
He reached out his left hand and took off the baseball bat that Timmy was holding above his head. With a wave of his hands, he kept the two bats aside.
"You want to fight me at this level? Go back and practice for a few more years!"
The security guard finally rushed over, threw the three of them to the ground, and even took out a pair of handcuffs.
"Dong, just wait, this matter isn't over yet!"
Butters's eyes were gleaming fiercely when he was handcuffed. Even though he was controlled by security guards, he did not forget to threaten Wang Xiaodong with harsh words.
"Idiot!" Wang Xiaodong spat contemptuously, "If you were really capable, I would be the one who said this!"
After saying that, Wang Xiaodong clapped his hands, turned around and walked towards his own half.
That calm look made it hard to believe that he was the center of violence just now.
"Dong, how are you?"
"Dong, are you okay?"
"Oh my God, Winter, go check it out!"
"Are your arms made of iron?"
Only then did his teammates gather around Wang Xiaodong, and some even raised his right arm to check the injury.
However, other than a patch of red, Wang Xiaodong's arm didn't even have a cut.
"Beep, beep, beep!!!!" The referee finally came forward and blew his whistle.
"Dong, the boss is calling you!" Fernandez pointed to the bench.
"Fuck, I was replaced just after I scored. I haven't played enough yet!" Wang Xiaodong showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face.
"Dong, stop playing and go back to the locker room to hide! If this continues, I'm afraid some irrational fans will rush up!"
"So what? Come on one and do it one by one, come on two and do it by one pair! What are three people with bats? I can take care of them with one arm!"
"Okay, okay, you are great, you can do kung fu! Dong, I beg you, go down and take a rest!"
Fernandez had to persuade Wang Xiaodong to take off the field.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong coming to the sidelines, the team doctor, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately rushed over to check Wang Xiaodong's injury.
"Dong, are you not injured?"
"Oh my god, Dong, why didn't you run away just now?"
"Run? Run away? When I was fighting in the countryside in my hometown, those guys didn't know where to pick up garbage!"
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's contemptuous expression, Keegan and Jack didn't know what to say.
You are only sixteen years old this year, and the few who rushed onto the stage just now are at least in their twenties.
But what's the result?
All three people were shocked in place by Wang Xiaodong, and two of the three baseball bats were broken.
Is this the strength of the Chinese?
The movie never deceives me!
Chinese people really know Kung Fu!
At this moment, the team doctor who was examining Wang Xiaodong's arm also raised his head with surprise on his face.
Apart from some bruises, Wang Xiaodong was not injured at all by the stick, let alone the worried fractures.
"Dong, go back to the locker room quickly! Jack, send him back."
Keegan was still worried. Looking at the current state of the stadium, it was no longer suitable for Wang Xiaodong to show up again.
Under Jack's "escort", Wang Xiaodong patted his butt and walked towards the player tunnel with a dissatisfied look on his face.
To be honest, he was still a little disappointed.
He thought that there would be a few people who would make him happy, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a few cowards.
While passing by the home team stand, Wang Xiaodong suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted loudly: "Are there any more fruits? Give me some more? Millwall country bumpkins!"
"Wow!!!"
"Farke! Farke!!!"
"Damn it, get out of this stadium, you're not welcome here!"
The fans in the main stand were once again angered by Wang Xiaodong. Some extreme fans even had nothing to throw away and threw their own shoes as gas bombs.
Upon seeing this, Jack quickly pulled Wang Xiaodong and hid in the players' tunnel, so that he was not overwhelmed by the sky full of broken shoes.
It wasn't until Wang Xiaodong's figure disappeared from the player's tunnel that the stands slowly returned to silence.
The officials and giants at the executive table looked at each other. Today's incident can no longer be concluded based on the fans causing trouble.
Not to mention the FA coming forward, the London market won't be able to show its face and give an explanation when the time comes.
How can this be a fan riot?
What a violent incident!
There have been one wave of bombings in London in the past few days. Terrorist attacks have made many people nervous.
Now that it's brought to the court again, can this matter start well and end well?
But what surprised them even more was that Wang Xiaodong, the target of this terrorist attack, seemed to be fine.
Not only did he resist the opponent's powerful blow with one hand, he also grabbed the stick with his backhand and counterattacked.
This is too terrible!
It was so scary at the age of sixteen, how could it be possible at the age of twenty-six?
With such a player guarding the backcourt, Vieira, Nedved, Davis and Makelele will not work!
This is not a human being, it is clearly a God of War made of steel!
While the fans were talking a lot, Emma gradually came to her senses.
"Weiwei, Dong, where is Dong? How is Dong?" The little witch couldn't see Wang Xiaodong's figure, and she was so anxious that she shed tears.
"Did Dong get injured? Was he carried away on a stretcher? You talk, you talk!"
The female companion stood aside in a daze and said nothing. The little witch stood up anxiously: "No, I have to go to the hospital! I have to go to the hospital to see Dong!"
"Wait!" Vivian finally woke up and quickly pulled Emma back.
"Weiwei, you..."
"Don't worry, your winter is fine! It's those gangsters who are in trouble!"
"What?" The little witch didn't believe what she just heard.
"I said your Dong was fine. He calmed down the three gangsters in a few seconds, and they were all taken away by the security guards. Dong was the one who was replaced."
"Really?" the little witch asked weakly, with a hint of hope in her voice, "You didn't lie to me?"
"Why did I lie to you?" Vivian rolled her eyes, then suddenly thought of something and pulled Emma into her arms.
"Honey, but there is something I have to remind you..."
"What? Is it Dong..."
"It's not Dong, it's about you!" Vivian licked the corner of her mouth, as if she couldn't wait.
"Mine?" The little witch looked confused.
"Honey, I solemnly tell you, you can't deal with Dong alone!"
Emma: "???"
Looking at the little witch's confused eyes, Vivian continued to explain: "Let me tell you this, do you think a magic apprentice who only knows elementary water magic can beat a berserker with a hard talent?"
