In the last few seconds, Jiang Chen relied on a wonderful anti-offside to get a semi-single knife chance.

Jiang Chen burst into the box and completed a cross from the bottom, and the ball accurately found Jesse Lingard who was inserted behind.

Unfortunately, Jesse Lingard did not kick the right part, and the ball flew directly over the goal to the stands.

A wonderful anti-aircraft gun!

Jesse Lingard, who missed the goal, was so upset that he pulled up his shirt and covered his head, not facing his teammates.

“Oh，No！"

"This is not my level at all!"

"I'm sorry, Jiang, I wasted a good opportunity!"

Jesse Lingard wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled apologetically at Jiang Chen.

"Jesse, you shot too many shots last night."

"Restraint! Be sure to learn to restrain your desires! "

Understood?!"

Jiang Chen pointed to his head and signaled Lingard to serve more snacks and not indulge in beauty all day.

Jesse Lingard was like a child who had done something wrong, his head hanging low and afraid to speak.

Then, the referee also blew the whistle for the end of the first half, and Sheffield United entered the dressing room with a one-ball lead.

"Jesse Lingard, it's almost a must-score opportunity, what are you thinking?"

"Could it be that there are enemies in the stands who cuckolded you?"

"Remember, the audience is your food and clothing, not your enemy!"

"They also want you to put the ball in the net instead of kicking it in their face!"

Heggimbertom's angry mouth was crooked, and Jesse Lingard's anti-aircraft gun had just smashed directly into the face of a fan.

Fortunately, it is their own fans, if they hit the opposing fans, it will cause a lot of trouble!

Jesse Lingard, who has always been more "social cattle", simply sat in his position this time without saying a word, so that the head coach could not play or scold.

"In addition to this time, you have wasted several opportunities!"

"I have stressed to you more than once that 1:0 is not a safe score, even if you want to wave, you have to wait until 2:0 to wave, okay?"

"Cheer up in the second half and try to score a few more!"

At the instigation of Hügginbertom, the Sheffield United players were scrappy and eager to return to the field now.

On the other hand, the atmosphere in Bury's dressing room is extremely depressing, after all, they are the backward side.

"Obviously, the focus of their attack is that Huaxia player, and they must limit him in the second half!"

"The scale of action can be a little bigger, and if you can get him off, that's great!"

"Remember, don't be too hard, we're playing football, not people!"

Wilkinson, though eager to win, is not yet unscrupulous in order to achieve victory.

Soon, the players from both sides returned to the field after a temporary break.

It was around 2pm England time, almost the hottest time of the day.

Don't forget, it's summer, so since the fifth round of the league, you've been adding time to hydrate halfway.

But even so, the hot weather still had a huge impact on the players' performance.

Just a few steps away, one by one, they sweated like rain, sweat wet their jerseys.

In this extreme weather environment, the players can only overcome, overcome, and overcome!

At the beginning of the second half, Bury, eager to equalise, immediately organized wave after wave of attack, which continued like a tidal wave.

Although the scene was lively, it was always dry and thunderous and it never rained, and Bury never ushered in the equaliser.

Instead, in the 52nd minute of the game, Bury defender Scalz made a mistake and directly gave Porter a great one-handed chance.

When Porter was advancing with the ball, Jiang Chen also got rid of the defender and pulled out a gap.

A great opportunity for double ghosts to shoot the door!

But unfortunately, Porter finally chose to play the goal himself, the ball was destroyed by the goalkeeper, and Sheffield United got the eighth corner of the game.

McDonald kicked the ball out and the ball went straight into the Bury penalty area.

But Sheffield United did not reach the second drop point, and opposing defender Scalz made up for it and pushed the ball out of the box.

This time the ball was not far away, and the ball landed just at the edge of Bury's big penalty area line.

At this time, countless eyes looked into the air, and they were all thinking about how this high-altitude ball should be handled!

At the same time, Jiang Chen moved, and with the help of strategizing, green lines lingered in his sight.

After accurate and precise calculations, the final landing point of the ball was presented in his mind.

"It's now!"

Jiang Chen directly stuck the position with his body, leaned on the defensive player to death, and did not give the other party any chance at all.

The player who is ready to break free from Jiang Chen is Bury's beast waist Cork, a fierce player from the African continent.

He is 183 tall, weighs 80KG, and his muscles are high and bulging, and he is about to break his shirt.

Two people standing together, it is simply a world of difference.

Kok is nearly a head taller than Jiang Chen, and his body dimension is also a full lap larger, and he is not a heavyweight at all.

"Little friend, give up!"

"You can't compete with me!"

Cork's gaze fell on Jiang Chen's body, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and a tone full of ridicule.

After remembering the head coach's instructions, Cork had a plan, and smashed his elbow into Jiang Chen's chest while jumping.

If this elbow was firmly smashed on Jiang Chen's chest, at least the sternum would be fractured.

"Is it? Then I'd like to try!

"Are you simply simple-minded and well-developed!"

Jiang Chen's mouth was also unceremonious, and a word poked Cork's sore spot.

"Find death!"

Cork also ignored the coach's instructions, and the swing of his elbow increased sharply, like a standard boxing move.

At this time, more than 30,000 fans in the stadium stood up nervously.

"Oh my God, is he crazy?"

"It's not a heavyweight confrontation at all, Jiang will definitely lose!"

"Compared with those Africans, Jiang has no physical advantage!"

"What for? Did you come to kick or box?!! "

......

Faced with the dissatisfaction of the home fans, the corners of Bury coach Wilkinson's mouth twitched, and sweat rained down his forehead.

"Damn it! Can this guy move some brains?!

"This action requires at least a yellow card, and maybe even a red card!"

"He's going to ruin the !! of this game"

"Idiot!"

"Besides, if we hurt the opposing team's core players, we don't know if we can leave here safely!"

"!"

Wilkinson looked anxious, he didn't want to be besieged by tens of thousands of fans.

Everyone's hearts hung in their throats, and some even turned their faces away, unwilling to watch the tragedy that happened next.

"Ah! My arm! "

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