Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102

Chapter 1102: Chapter 350: Who Hired the Wizard?

This terrified Ferdinand, who hurriedly moved his steps. Another Manchester United defender, Evans, also took the opportunity to come over.

But in the next moment, Huang Kaiwen swiped with his right foot, knocking the ball to the left side, controlled it with his left foot, and continued to charge forward.

Ferdinand briefly lost his position, giving Huang Kaiwen an opportunity. With the ball at the corner of the small penalty area, he turned and swung his right foot.

As Huang Kaiwen shot, Ferdinand fell to the ground to block with his foot but was still a step too late. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs Nove1Fire.net

Before his foot could reach, the ball had already quickly rolled towards the goal.

At such a close shooting distance, Ben Foster had no chance, and the ball rolled into the near corner of the goal under his armpit before he could even dive.

The scoring Huang Kaiwen rushed towards the stands, giving a thumbs-up to the position where Mourinho and the others were.

Mourinho’s face was all smiles, as this recognition came from the world’s top player.

Faria’s mouth grinned widely; in the entire team, only Huang Kaiwen respected him the most, this was a mutual respect between stars.

Clark also showed a restrained smile, but he was quite happy inside.

After all, during the ban period, someone still thought of him.

Only Boas seemed absent-minded.

From shortly after the game started, his attention had been captured by someone in the stands.

The hooded and mysterious appearance, along with a weird magical wave, indicated that this person was unusual.

Boas rubbed the ring on his right hand, contemplating whether to confront the other party alone in a duel of magicians or call security to take that guy down.

He was none other than Ferguson’s assistant, Queiroz, not a good person.

Abramovich was excitedly pumping his fist on the sidelines, and when Huang Kaiwen ran back, he reached out to high-five Huang Kaiwen, performing prominently.

Although it’s rare for a club owner to personally command a match .

The Chelsea fans still offered good-natured laughter and applause.

It’s this man from Russia who brought a transformation to Chelsea.

“Follow him, follow him for me!!!”

Ferguson shouted from the sidelines.

He had decided to give up.

To drag Chelsea down with a championship.

In today’s game, it’s obvious; Rooney, Berbatov, Gary Neville, and Fletcher didn’t even make the squad, with the substitute for the right-back being Kyle Richards from the youth team.

But if they’re penetrated, it wouldn’t serve the purpose of exhausting Chelsea.

Manchester United players looked toward the sidelines and perked up once more.

After the restart, it was still organized passes backward.

Scholes received the ball and immediately passed it back.

Ferdinand came up to take the ball, waiting for the right opportunity to pass it out.

This was the result of his recent discussion with Scholes.

Chelsea loves pressing up front, so the strategy was to attract Chelsea’s formation to press forward near Manchester United’s penalty area.

Controlling the ball in the backfield was indeed a bit risky, but there were no other options.

When Huntelaar rushed over, Ferdinand immediately side-passed the ball to O’Shea.

O’Shea swung his right foot directly and kicked the ball to the front field.

Park Ji-sung followed along Huang Kaiwen, with no one to support on Manchester United’s front right. Tevez could only choose to pass back to receive the ball.

Ashley Cole and Tevez were about the same height.

Tevez had a stronger ability to confront, but the current world’s top left-back wasn’t that easy to deal with.

Tevez was very skilled at using his body, with Ashley Cole initially stuck behind him.

But Cole was nimble with his feet, holding his hand near Tevez’s arm and moving quickly.

When Tevez turned to handle the ball, Cole quickly clung back.

The two tussled on the flank with neither prevailing, while Scholes rushed up for support.

Tevez hurriedly passed the ball back.

At this moment, Deco suddenly charged in diagonally and stole the ball.

Scholes instantly slipped to tackle, directly kicking Deco’s heel.

As Deco fell, he passed the ball out.

The assistant referee’s whistle remained silent.

Terry cross-passed, Ramos immediately kicked the ball deep into the front field.

While Mourinho and others were absorbed in watching the game, Boas noticed that the person he was observing stood up and left, prompting him to get up from his seat as well.

Huang Kaiwen received the ball upfront, quickly leaving Park Ji-sung behind once again.

Players with insufficient explosiveness had no way to defend Huang Kaiwen closely.

Huang Kaiwen dribbled on the left, with O’Shea trailing awkwardly trying to adjust his position, and Gibson returning to the penalty area was also shifting towards the center with Huang Kaiwen.

Ferdinand was waiting in the penalty area, afraid that Huang Kaiwen would change direction to charge in again.

As the distance to the arc became shorter, Huang Kaiwen had already adjusted his footwork frequency.

Standing on the sidelines, Ferguson was the first to notice the issue and shouted, “Attack! Don’t wait, wait any longer and I’ll shove you into the goal…”

Unfortunately, it was too late.

As he finished speaking, Huang Kaiwen lifted his left leg and unleashed a powerful shot.

The ball rocketed towards the far corner of the goal like a cannonball, and Ben Foster from the center quickly dived to the side but still couldn’t stop the shot, the ball flew past his hand and slammed into the back of the net.

The excited shouts echoed throughout Wembley Stadium.

These sounds, however, did not affect Boas.

The shadowy figure stood near the entrance to the pitch.

Boas took his wand from his waist, quietly approached, and pointed it at the person’s lower back, scolding, “Don’t move, or I can’t guarantee your safety. Speak, who sent you, and what are you here for?”