When the fans saw Wang Xiaodong standing on the sidelines, they suddenly burst into cheers.
Wang Xiaodong now is completely different from before.
The indifferent expression on his face disappeared, and he couldn't even see the cynical bad boy from before. As he stood silently on the sidelines, people saw only a trace of seriousness on his face.
"Oh? Are you coming on stage?"
"I thought you were going to pretend to be a coward to the end!"
"Haha, you've come well, you don't know the heights of heaven and earth, we're going to destroy you right here!"
The Millwall players looked at each other and smiled, and the noise from the hooligans in the stands became even louder.
The moment he stepped onto the court, all the cameras on the sidelines were focused on Wang Xiaodong.
The "legendary focus" of the British Championship did not disappoint the reporters. He slowly raised his hand and gently wiped his neck towards the malicious-looking football hooligans in the stands.
Bastards!
It was a mercy of mine that I didn't cripple you in London!
Now that you are coming to Southampton to cause trouble, are you impatient?
The commentator did not shout his inner thoughts into the microphone, but he knew that all the saints were thinking so at this moment.
After the declaration, Wang Xiaodong's eyes instantly became firm.
bring it on!
Let the storm come more violently!
The referee blew his whistle and the game finally resumed.
David, who tackled the ball, was shown a yellow card, and Wang Xiaodong came on as a substitute for the injured Dyer.
Bell and Kendi Jones partnered up front, Wang Xiaodong stood in the midfield, and Southampton changed to 4312.
"Oh? Dong takes the initiative to ask for the ball as soon as he comes on the court. Is he going to hit the goal directly here?"
The commentator said nonsense, but any normal person knows that no player can shoot directly from the sideline and the center line so close.
Despite this, Millwall is facing a tough enemy.
More than eight players retreated to the penalty area, and the other two were also standing at the top of the penalty area.
They are all too familiar with Wang Xiaodong's long-range bombing.
This is a ruthless man who can blast the ball directly into the goal from the backcourt. If he doesn't pay attention to defense, he might actually get a sneak attack from him.
The ball was placed by the sideline, and Wang Xiaodong retreated into the court, looking like he was about to kick an inswinging long pass into the penalty area.
After the whistle sounded, Wang Xiaodong, who was running up, rushed to the ball immediately.
With a bang, the ball shot into the sky.
Everyone was stunned.
The ball did not fly in an arc in the air as people expected, but flew straight towards the stands under Wang Xiaodong's instep.
Caught off guard, a Millwall fan who was the most cheery fan in the stands was hit directly in the bridge of the nose.
As the ball bounced off his face, two streaks of bright red flowed from his fragile nostrils.
"Ohhhhhhh!!!"
"What is Dong doing?"
The on-site commentator saw the "innocent" expression on Wang Xiaodong's face and immediately reacted, "Wong's shot was so hard..."
Q Timo kicked the ball.
Wang Xiaodong was obviously playing according to the fans in the stands!
How can you, a player, be so ruthless?
How can you, a commentator, distort the facts so much?
However, Millwall's football hooligans have long aroused public outrage. From the referee to the security to the commentator, everyone was unmoved by this "own goal".
The football hooligan who was kicked in the bridge of the nose raised his neck, and his relatives and friends used two large wads of toilet paper to block the blood in his nostrils.
In desperation, we had to push him through the crowd and hurriedly left the stadium to get him to the hospital.
As soon as Wang Xiaodong came on the court, he helped the team get rid of the noisiest fans in the opposite stands.
Such a shocking appearance immediately aroused the morale of the whole team.
The reporters in the press area had their hands like the wind, and Wang Xiaodong on the court also gave his teammates a look. The whole Southampton started moving like a whole machine.
Millwall's attack.
After Craig handed the ball diagonally to Williams, he suddenly started sprinting towards the Southampton half.
This scene seemed so familiar that the Millwall fans in the stands stood up involuntarily and shouted loudly as the wingers sprinted.
However, the loud shouting stopped abruptly in the middle of the shouting, as if something was choking in the throat.
Wang Xiaodong's figure quickly appeared next to Craig. The moment the ball was passed back to his feet, he hit it hard. He immediately lost his balance and was pushed out of bounds.
Seeing Craig's embarrassed appearance as he fell on the advertising board, the Saints present once again burst into cheers of joy.
What a clean and neat defense!
This was originally a visual feast for Southampton, but before they knew it, fans had not seen it for five games.
Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.
Wang Xiaodong's seemingly casual collision actually hid a dark power that was hard to match.
If you just make a prediction based on the superficial strength, you will probably suffer a big loss.
That's the way it is with Craig.
He had expected that Wang Xiaodong would approach him in a more violent way, but he did not expect that he could not even resist Wang Xiaodong's first blow.
I have no intention of practicing Tai Chi with you.
If you have TNT in your hand, it will blow you up!
After getting the ball, Wang Xiaodong knocked the heel of his left foot and turned around from the right side.
Before the cameraman on the sidelines could react, Wang Xiaodong, who had caught up with the ball, took off and kicked the ball across half of the field.
A standard Southampton counterattack.
Wherever the ball is broken, the kick is taken from there.
And as long as there is a strong forward on the wing who can grab the spot, he can immediately pose a threat.
Millwall's frontcourt players couldn't help but look back. They never wanted their goal to be broken by Southampton in such a simple and crude way.
Ferguson's eyes widened as he stared at Bell, who was catching the ball and sprinting from the left.
Sir Alex could no longer stare at Wang Xiaodong on the screen, but he could infer from Bell's processing results the quality of Wang Xiaodong's long pass.
At this time, Bell had already rushed through Millwall's back line and reached the edge of the penalty area.
The ball just passed from the backcourt 50 meters away accurately landed on the instep of his left foot, without causing any interference to his breakthrough.
"Good reception, even better pass!" The old Sir Alex chewed the gum in his mouth quickly. He knows clearly that Ronaldinho and Lu Xiaopang on the current team have such ability to catch the ball, but the midfielder who can pass such a ball has been sold by Manchester United to Real Madrid.
Millwall's defenders are facing a formidable enemy, and in Bell's position, he no longer dares to foul easily.
In fact, from the moment Wang Xiaodong came on the court, Millwall's foul strategy before the penalty area automatically failed.
Giving Wang Xiaodong a free kick from such a close place is different from giving the opponent a penalty kick directly?
When Wang Xiaodong was off the court, they could mock their opponents as much as they wanted, but when Wang Xiaodong came on the court, these gangsters from London street corners finally understood that real stars have their own attributes!
Defender Lawrence squeezed Bell closely, trying to block his position so that his impressive speed could not reach its peak.
But he underestimated Bell's true strength. Dribbling at his feet is also Bell's specialty.
Just when he leaned over, a huge impact surged over him instantly. Bell, who was as skinny as a stick, took advantage of a change of pace to take the initiative to attack the opponent who was not yet firm.
In an instant, the opponent loses his position.
Bell, who bumped into the opponent, was not affected at all. He pushed the arch of his foot sideways behind him, took a sideways step to get out of the way of the opponent, and then directly broke into the penalty area with the ball.
At this time, Millwall's defense was completely disrupted by Bell, and center back Phillips quickly took over.
But at this time, Southampton's frontcourt players had already moved forward quickly. Kendi Jones and Belmadi had formed a outflanking trend. The visiting team's defense was facing a huge test in an instant.
Even at this time, Bell had no intention of passing the ball.
He raised his right foot, trying to move the ball deeper into his ribs. After causing Phillips to move his center of gravity, his left foot suddenly moved sideways in a weird way, and he suddenly dodged from the left side.
Seeing Bell's smooth and unrestrained movements, everyone was stunned!
At this point, he actually gave up cutting inside and still went out to the side?
what are you thinking?
Genius's ideas are often unpredictable, just like Bell's sudden one.
Phillips' clumsy body struggled to maintain balance, and together with the terrifying expression on his face, became the backdrop for the Great Sage galloping away.
"Shoot!"
"Shoot!"
Fans shouted anxiously.
Seeing that the baseline was right in front of him, let alone a volley with his left foot, there was no room for a volley with his right foot if he moved forward.
However, Bell brought the ball to the baseline as quickly as possible. When the ball went out of bounds, he stepped on it and stopped it on the baseline.
Eh~~~~
The fans gasped.
At this moment, they had already been led by Bell.
They could only see the ball at Bell's feet, but they couldn't see what Bell was thinking.
When the other two defenders Zach and Tony also gave up everything and rushed towards Bell, the entire Millwall defender chain was completely broken at this moment.
The great sage in front of the baseline stepped on the ball with his right foot, and an intriguing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
I saw him turning his right foot clockwise above the ball and pushing towards the penalty spot with lightning speed.
By playing the ball so simply and decisively, he had already reached the person he was waiting for.
The ball slipped away from Zach's feet, and when he subconsciously looked back, he felt as if something had hit his eardrums.
Boom boom boom~~~
There was a muffled thunder before the penalty kick, and a golden bead shot out of the clouds.
No one could capture its trajectory with the naked eye. When people saw its appearance clearly again, Millwall's net had already been lifted into the sky.
Goalkeeper Doyle had no reaction, and at that moment, St. Mary's Stadium was completely boiling like an active volcano erupting. Waves of cheers from the fans soared into the sky, as if they could annihilate the entire earth!
All the saints jumped up from their seats at that moment, raised their hands and shouted Long Live.
"DONG,DONG,DONG,DONG!!!"
Wang Xiaodong stood in front of the penalty spot, reached out and pulled off his jersey and threw it to the ground.
He raised his arms high, revealing all the muscles on his body.
A month later, St. Mary's cannon roared again.
