Time has come eighty-nine minutes!

Is there still a need to play in this game?

Many Chinese fans watching football on the spot suddenly remembered their national team. Every time they were such a desperate failure.

But this time, although it was also despair, it was also painful despair, not dissatisfaction with the players. For Liu Hao, what else can they ask for? They have reached this threshold!

Arsenal cannot expect to turn Liu Hao into Ultraman and bring the team into the finals! Is Liu Hao doing less? If other players also have Liu Hao's performance, why should Arsenal worry about being so tragic at this time?

"Hehe!" Kabaye patted his butt and climbed up from the turf. Out of sympathy, he pulled Liu Hao. He was lucky enough to escape the referee's whistle, otherwise the referee might have taken out a red card to him and awarded a penalty! He was in a good mood at this time and didn't mind pulling Liu Hao.

But that's when the referee's whistle rang!

What's going on? Kabaye felt cold and had a bad premonition...

Sure enough, the referee seemed to have a dream and just woke up.

Was his reaction a little slower?

Judging from his gestures, it was Paris Saint-Germain's turn to almost collapse. He was punishing Cabaye for a foul!

Blanco jumped up.

"Shit! Did he fall asleep just now? The doors were all shot, and there were still fouls! Amateur!"

Fortunately, the referee refers to a free kick outside the penalty area, not a penalty kick in the penalty area, otherwise it would be strange if Blanco wasn't crazy!

Paris Saint-Germain players surrounded the referees and protested the penalty!

"Aha! The retribution is coming! Arsenal was awarded a penalty in the first leg, and it should be another Arsenal this time! Although it was a free kick, it was also picked up! To be honest, this ball should not be awarded a free kick anymore. The referee's response was too slow. Maybe he thought he should find some compensation for Arsenal. It was not what Platini told me?" Peng Weiguo's mournful face just now and smiled. He was gloating.

"Don't be happy first. Although the position of this free kick is very close, can it be punished?" Huang Jianxiang looked serious and poured a cold water on him. He couldn't even kick the free kick in front of the penalty area, let alone the free kick on the side of the penalty area.

"Well, but it's better than nothing..." Peng Weiguo sat up straight again and stared at the big screen seriously.

"Free kick?" Liu Hao was still sitting on the ground. When he heard the referee's referee's penalty, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. However, it dimmed in an instant. He was really not sure that he could get the ball in, even if he took medicine!

He climbed up and looked at his teammates around him. Should he give Ozil the ball? Maybe he is lucky? Or maybe Sanchez is fine, that guy's free kick is also good.

However, everyone habitually walked into the penalty area. This is a normal situation, and no one came to compete with him for the ball. This is a privilege and an absolute trust. If anyone came to the penalty, it would not be said that he could assist or score a goal. It's just that everyone's expectations for Liu Hao have always been too high!

This... may be the last chance! This opportunity was picked up.

Time has finished the regular ninety minutes. The referee has signaled that 2 minutes of stoppage time, these two minutes are exactly the time when the Paris Saint-Germain celebrated before... The referee is not far from time to time. Arsenal must solve the problem within a limited 2 minutes...

I really want to smoke a cigarette. Think carefully, Liu Hao stood in front of the ball and thought so. But time was almost gone, so he could only bite the bullet and go on.

Passing the ball? Shooting? These two choices were just stuck in his heart for half a second. He made the choice.

Of course it is a shot! Only shooting can save Arsenal. Passing and assisting is too slim...

The whole game was just for this kick!

Blanco almost ran to the professor's position to command, and the professor wanted to kick this guy back...

Paris Saint-Germain's penalty area was already full of people, and Szczesny also ran up, leaving only Mertesacker to guard the arc in the middle circle. If Paris Saint-Germain counterattacked, he would not have lost his money...

Complete your achievements for a moment.

The people in the penalty area are almost equal. Except for Liu Hao's free throws, Mertesacker was in the backcourt, and the other nine Arsenal players were all pressed into the penalty area. Except for the goalkeeper, Paris Saint-Germain found the target of his own defense in the penalty area.

How to score in the face of such a dense crowd of people? Liu Hao realized how naive his thoughts were. It was impossible for the ball to pass through these people, and it was impossible to find space to drill into the goal! Alas, it seems that he can only pass the ball...

The referee's whistle sounded and was already urging Liu Hao to take a free throw.

Pass, or shoot?

Liu Hao doubled the running distance than usual!

"Stay on the front point! He wants to shoot!" Blanco was anxious and roared wildly. At this time, Liu Hao would definitely choose to shoot, absolutely! So he roared his throat to the maximum decibel.

On the contrary, the professor stood there silently, without saying a word or breathing, as if independent of the court, and had nothing to do with this game...

Arsenal fans are praying to God, and now there is only prayer left.

Liu Hao has already started running and quickly approaches the ball!

In a blink of an eye, his right foot was already on the ball, so everyone's eyes widened.

The ball did not go into the penalty area at all! Instead, it flew towards Mertesak in the middle circle arc!

At the same time, Liu Hao ran towards the middle and immediately signaled to Motsack to kick the ball back to him!

Mertesack didn't expect Liu Hao to pass the ball to him. Fortunately, he was focused enough. After getting the ball, he passed the ball to Liu Hao without hesitation. At this time, everyone was still pulling each other in the penalty area. He never thought that Liu Hao would kick the ball back to the midfield!

When Liu Hao got the ball again, Liu Hao had already appeared at the forefront of the penalty area. Of course, the distance was 30 meters away. The people in the penalty area finally squeezed away each other and looked at Liu Hao head-on!

"Seal it quickly!!!" Blanco screamed again.

But at that moment, Liu Hao had already bent his bow and arrow...

There is only this method, only try again!

Liu Hao, who stretched his body, put all his strength on his right foot.

The ball did not rotate, rushed forward in front of the straight penalty area, whizzing past Ibrahimovic and Silva's heads, and then fell rapidly...

Duchez, who was guarding the door, was not blocked from his sight from beginning to end.

When the ball fell from a high altitude, he did not make a save. The ball was too straight! At the critical moment, he believed that as long as he swung his fists and hit the ball out, he could completely clear the danger!

Yes, Liu Hao shot a free kick from the battle axe! The ball has no angle at all! But the power is strong enough, as long as Duchez doesn't make a dizzy, the ball can be cleaned up!

He had already swung his fists and aimed at the ball. He just had to wait for the ball to fall and then swung it to the right, so that the ball could stay away from the penalty area.

Everything will be finalized like this, and Paris Saint-Germain will also reach the final for the first time!

However, the three damn green lights shone on his eyes. At that moment, his eyes were completely unable to find Bei!

Bang!

The ball eventually hit his right shoulder and bounced into the goal!

"Damn it!" Blanco also felt a flash in front of the door, and several green lights were fleeting. I wonder if it was really dazzled.

Boom!

The stadium seemed to collapse! Arsenal fans were instantly excited!

The ball has entered!

"Ah...............Ah!" In the live broadcast room, only Huang Jianxiang and Peng Weiguo's heart-wrenching roars were heard. They were even too lazy to say one more word, just yelling!

Nothing can vent their emotions better than the word "ah". The two people can't help but hug each other tightly.

Liu Hao's shooting still solidified in the air, and the trajectory drawn by the ball in the air seemed to have not dissipated...

The players of Arsenal and Paris Saint-Germain seemed to be still at the moment when the ball entered the net, everything on the court seemed to have stopped.

Pouff! Pouff!

Liu Hao listened to his heart and gasped.

He knew that the ball had entered. But he still didn't want to move his body halfway. He was afraid that all this would be just a dream, and that all this was not real.

There were constant pleasant cheers coming from my ears, which were the cheers of thousands of Arsenal fans, and the cheers of teammates who fought side by side on the court.

"Liu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We are in the finals!!!!!!!" He didn't even hear the referee's whistle, only heard Debuch's familiar voice, and then was drowned by his teammates.

In the box, Yao Shixing said thiefly: "Phone, hurry up and retreat! Run outside and throw this thing away!"

He said as he took the lead in walking out.

As soon as he ran out of the box, he took out a black pen from his pocket, and then while the Arsenal fans were still celebrating wildly, he was about to throw it into the trash can in the aisle. However, Yang Zongxian grabbed him, "Don't, keep it, take it out, otherwise you'll have to trouble..."

"Okay, then let's leave quickly and go back to the hotel first, haha..." Yao Shixing laughed very arrogantly.

"I won't be caught, right? This thing seems to be banned..." Yu Baojin said worriedly.

"Shut up, ban your sister. I don't understand what you are talking about. No one is allowed to say this..." Yao Shixing interrupted Yu Baojin's words and refused to let him continue. He pulled him to the exit and disappeared into the night in an instant.

In the live broadcast room, Huang Jianxiang, who came to his senses, calmed down his emotions, and then said earnestly: "Weiguo, this goal is lucky... Those green lights are the real heroes!"

"Ahem, that's also a problem with the security of the court..."

"The security is so strict, how do laser pens be brought into the court? I really can't figure it out..."

"It's right that I can't figure it out. Anyway, the fact that Arsenal has qualified!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!