During the halftime break, Fang Jue did not criticize the team's conceding goal, but praised his players fiercely.

Then he used another angle to conceal the ball and talk about it.

"I understand Daglish and Liverpool's ideas very well."

"They know we're tired."

“It gives them hope to defeat us.”

"In the second half, it may be more difficult, and Liverpool will even score the first goal to equalize the score."

"But, I have no doubt that we can win this game."

"It's not because I'm so good, but because I know how outstanding you are."

"Liverpool wants to take advantage of our weakness to take advantage of the fact that we are weak."

"But, I want to say, they are wrong, they are outrageously wrong!"

"Even if it's a tired tiger, it's a tiger, and it can eat people!"

"Win this game, Clement invites everyone to dinner." Fang Jue said.

Clement looked over.

Then he heard Fang Jue wave his hand, "Look at our captain, he must be thinking that if he wins every time he wants, he will definitely go bankrupt."

Hahaha!

Everyone burst into laughter.

"No joke." Fang Jue said with a smile, "Win the game, the captain treats you, but..."

He paused and said, "I'll pay to sign a contract, go to the hotel to eat the best, don't save me money."

"Boss, don't worry."

"Hahaha, I know a new French dish that tastes great."

"Boss, you're going to spend money."

"Eat, eat." Fang Jue put his hips on his hips, "I have money!"

There was another burst of laughter in the locker room.

Fang Jue is the team boss, and he is rich, so of course they know:

You know, Aston Villa is now one of the most profitable clubs in the Premier League.

...

The halftime break passed quickly, and the second half of the game changed sides and then played again.

Neither side made any change of persons.

Daglish snorted.

He saw Aston Villa continue the tactics of the first half and continued to put pressure on Liverpool's goal from the beginning.

"They plan to score another goal to secure the victory," Steve Clark said.

Daglish nodded.

With a 2-1 score, Liverpool saw hope, while Aston Villa felt the urgency.

Liverpool scored the first goal in the second half early and had a certain amount of luck.

This is Liverpool's backcourt sideline ball.

Faced with Thornton's press, Shelvey made a mistake in passing and passed it directly to Modric.

Aston Villa immediately launched an attack.

Mane's incisive shot hit Enrique and refracted.

The football fell just under Suarez's feet.

The Uruguayan shooter evaded Scotter's interception and directly shot.

Agel, who was backed up for football, rubbed it off.

Faced with such refraction, Liverpool goalkeeper Reina had no choice but to watch the football fly into the net.

“Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaal!”

"Suarez, the second one!"

"Scoring twice! Three to one! Suarez's goal, Aston Villa is lucky, it is a refraction ball."

Aston Villa players are celebrating the goal excitedly.

Daglish's face was not very good-looking.

He thought Aston Villa's luck was really good. Could it be that God was pitiful to the "weak"?

Yes, in Daglish's view, at least in this game, Aston Villa is the weakest person who can be bullied by Liverpool.

"Don't worry, Kenny, we can get the difference between the two goals." Clark comforted Darglish.

Daglish nodded.

Of course he has this confidence.

This is a respectable old man who devotes his whole life to Liverpool. In his heart, Liverpool is of course the best and unique, the Red King's Teacher who makes the whole of Europe feel awe!

...

However, five minutes later, Daglish's face finally changed.

This is Aston Villa's chance to get a set piece in the frontcourt.

Modric took the free kick into the penalty area, Suarez beat it, and the football was saved by Rener.

However, the ball did not leave the penalty area, causing chaos in front of the goal.

During the chaos, Milner swept the ball to the top of the penalty area.

There, Modric bent his bow and arrow and shot with an arrow.

The football suddenly spun.

Looking at the stands, it was like a white light flashing, and the football entered the net.

Liverpool goalkeeper Reiner even had time to wave his arm.

“Gooooooooooooooooooaaaaal!”

"Luka Modric! A world wave that makes people jump up and cheer!"

"Four-to-one! Aston Villa widened the gap to three goals!"

"Shit!" Daglish cursed. He was really angry this time. He was very dissatisfied with the team's defense this time.

Liverpool's formation was very flat by Aston Villa.

Logically speaking, when the whole team returns to defense, there is no shortage of defenders.

However, when Modric shot, no one went up to intercept it immediately, which in Daglish's view was an unforgivable mistake.

"Thirty minutes left," Clark said to Darglish.

Daglish snorted coldly, thirty minutes later, three goals behind, can Liverpool score three goals in a row?

Even Daglish, who was very confident in his team, was upset in his heart.

"It's just three balls, what are you afraid of?"

"Don't panic!"

"The Aston Villas have no strength!"

"Think about Istanbul, there is nothing we can't do!" Daglish rushed to the sidelines, and the old man roared loudly.

The sound was really not small, and even the fans in front of the TV could vaguely hear him yelling.

"Milan fans must not like this old man." Fang Jue flattered his mouth and said to his assistants.

...

Maybe it was Daglish's roar that worked.

Liverpool scored a goal five minutes later.

This is Charlie Adam suddenly shot from a long shot outside the penalty area.

This shot is really beautiful.

The momentum is strong and the force is heavy.

And when approaching the goal, the football has a top spin.

Although De Gea tried his best to save, he still couldn't stop the ball from entering the net.

“Gooooooooooooooooooooooal!”
To be continued...