Chapter 447 Bell’s Revenge

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"Fake Squid!"

This time Bell was really anxious.

He would rather his little Bell be watched by fans all over the world than his Spongebob be discovered.

The ball was kicked away by Bell, and he stumbled to the ground.

All the fans' eyes were focused on Bell's Spongebob, and Bell's face quickly turned red like an inflated balloon.

"give me back!"

Bell knocked Bridge's hand away and freed his shorts from the opponent's hand.

Then he lay down on the ground, pupated twice like a cocoon, and tried his best to pull up his shorts again.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Bridge didn't seem to have expected what happened. He looked at SpongeBob who was hidden by Bell, shook his head, and made a dismissive "tsk, tsk" sound in his mouth.

I don’t know if he was laughing at Bell or SpongeBob.

The irritated Bell noticed his opponent's contempt after putting on his shorts, and became furious.

"You bastard!"

Uh-huh!

Bell, who had fastened his belt, suddenly jumped up from the ground, rushed in front of Bridge, and gave him a hard push.

Seeing that the situation was developing in an uncontrollable direction, Robbie Keane, who was nearest, quickly ran over and pulled Bell aside.

Modric, Wang Xiaodong, Berbatov and others also ran over and stood between Bale and Bridge.

"Great Sage, calm down."

"Yes, yes, it's not worth it for such a small thing, and your penis is not showing."

"Great Sage, forget it, he didn't mean it anyway."

No one knew what Bell was thinking. They thought he was angry at his opponent for taking off his pants.

Facing the dissuasion from his teammates, Bell's face turned as red as a monkey's butt.

He wanted to retort, but as he spoke, he seemed to remember something and swallowed it down suddenly.

Until Wang Xiaodong came to him, patted his shoulder and said: "Great Sage, actually you don't need to take this matter to heart."

"We all know your underwear style very well, SpongeBob SquarePants, Peppa Pig, Tom and Jerry and so on."

"Don't think that we don't know that you take off your ball pants and underwear together every time before taking a shower. Last time you bought four pairs of the same style of underwear for Peppa Pig's family, everyone has already spread the news!"

"W-What? You already knew this?" Bell was shocked.

"That's right, Gareth, we already knew this." Beiba curled his lips, "I even lost 100 yuan because of this!"

"Yes, yes, Great Sage, don't take it to heart, we all know it."

"We will never look down on you, so just rest assured!"

"You, you, you..." Bell looked at Wang Xiaodong's indifferent attitude, and looked at his teammates' expressions that showed they had known for a long time. Bell wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl directly into it.

The referee on the other side also made a penalty. Bridge's poor defensive method will naturally receive a yellow card.

Although Bell couldn't control his emotions, luckily he was stopped by his teammates, so the referee just gave a verbal warning and directly awarded a free kick.

Seeing the referee trying to hold back his laughter while peeking at his pants, Bell said harshly to Wang Xiaodong: "DONG, can you do me a favor? Help me kick this guy off the field!"

Wang Xiaodong glanced at the referee who was standing far away and expressed his helplessness, "In that case, even a fool would know that I kicked him on purpose."

...

Chelsea once again reluctantly lined up the wall, this time with Lampard and Essien switching positions to face the ball.

Wang Xiaodong didn't pay attention to the changes in the opponent's wall. After glancing left and right, he stepped back again.

Run up, sprint, kick, boom! ! !

Looking at the ball flying left and right in the air, Cech's eyes were splitting, and he was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do.

It wasn't until the ball flew in front of him that he subconsciously lowered himself, stretched out his arms, and faced the ball.

Due to the ball swinging left and right, Cech did not use his standard hand shape to attack the ball at the last moment. The ball hit the upper part of Cech's hand and flipped outwards. Without even a chance to react, the ball flew directly from Cech's shoulder into the net.

"Beep!!!"

The whistle blows and the goal stands.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

"DONG, DONG, GOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

The commentator immediately increased the volume and shouted into the microphone.

"In the 27th minute, Tottenham lead 1-0!"

“WANGXIAODONG scored the goal!!!”

"With this goal, DONG also became the only player in the history of the English League to score in three consecutive League Cup finals!"

Seeing the goal, his teammates rushed over immediately and surrounded Wang Xiaodong in the middle.

Before running towards Wang Xiaodong, Bell turned around, waved his fist in Bridge's direction, and uttered the national curse of Wales.

All dissatisfaction and resentment are vented with the goal. Is there any more exciting moment on the football field than scoring a goal?



"Who can stop this!" Huang Jianxiang shook his head and sighed with a smile.

"No one can stop such a free kick!" Zhan Jun also held his glasses and smiled.

In the footage, Chelsea substitute goalkeeper Cudicini tilted his head and discussed something with Ballack on the side.

Because of the language, Cudicini had to use gestures to assist.

I saw him stretching his arms and fingers, twisting from side to side like a snake, and when stretched to the farthest point, he stretched forward with force.

Then he suddenly fell backwards, as if he had been attacked by a cobra.

Such a vivid gesture perfectly describes Cech's situation just now.

"It's not Cech's technical problem, it's Wang Xiaodong's free kick that's too powerful!" Zhan Jun has lamented this matter countless times.

"Wang Xiaodong's free kicks can be said to be a nightmare for all goalkeepers. Some media even described him as a 'wrist killer'. This time the League Cup is over, it is estimated that Cech will have to recuperate for a while."

"Judging from the schedule, if Cech is injured this time, he may not be able to attend the league game against Tottenham."

"If that's the case, it's definitely good news for Tottenham."

Nowadays, how to intercept Wang Xiaodong's free kick has become a headache for all Premier League teams except Tottenham.

If you can't guard it, you'll score; if you guard it, the players may get injured.

It’s really confusing whether to defend or not to defend!

Fans can understand Cech's difficulties, and at the same time lament Wang Xiaodong's strength.

Unless you take possession of such a player, it will be a headache whenever you encounter him.



Wang Xiaodong's goal made Grant very angry, but there was nothing he could do about it.

In this game, he made many auxiliary arrangements for Tottenham.

But looking at it now, these arrangements have no effect at all in front of Wang Xiaodong's free kick.

The Chelsea coach was extremely anxious, and the shouts from the sidelines changed from "Don't foul" at the beginning to "Early foul" now.

But can fouls really stop Tottenham's offense?

Even neutral fans are no longer optimistic.

The Chelsea bus without the Magic Bird to direct it is just a boxcar at best in Tottenham's eyes.

After Tottenham players celebrated, the game continued.

In the 32nd minute, Tottenham once again attacked the frontcourt.

Wang Xiaodong and Modric crossed paths, and Robbie Keane retreated to get the ball, disrupting Chelsea's defense again.

On the wing, Robbie Keane, Lennon and Wang Xiaodong made continuous triangle passes, and then Lennon on the right sent a cross.

The ball flew over Belletti's head and flew to the back of the small penalty area.

The great sage who penetrated the penalty area happened to rush there!

At this moment, only Bridge is left to defend Bell.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

When Bell pedaled his bicycle, the grass beneath his feet was rubbed with sparks.

"If it doesn't work, pull out his pants again!"

For some reason, the image of SpongeBob once again appeared in Bridge's mind, which was highly focused.

"Hi, Squidward!"

Thinking of Spongebob's funny expression, Bridge couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Although his movements and expressions were not large, he even made almost no sound.

But Bell was so close that he immediately noticed his opponent's slippage.

Fake squid!

Bell cursed secretly, seized the opportunity and kicked right to widen the angle.

Seeing that Bell was about to shoot, Bridge didn't dare to think too much. He immediately took a step sideways and stretched his legs to intercept.

But it was still a step too late.

go to hell!

With Bell's endless anger, the ball disappeared from Bell's feet with a bang.

"Ouch..."

The next second, Bridge clutched his stomach and fell to the ground in pain.

Bell also wanted to step forward to take a shot, but Terry had quick eyesight and kicked the ball directly out of the sideline.

Eh eh eh?

What's wrong?

Another injury for Chelsea?

The melon-eating fans opened their eyes wide and stretched their necks to look at the field.

Looking at the position of Bridge's hand covering his body, Grant let out a long sigh, turned to the side and shouted to Ashley Cole, who had just been called to warm up: "Cole, come here."