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Chapter 1038

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When Qin Xiong shot the ball into the Bolton Wanderers' goal from within the penalty area, the home fans in the stands of the Reebok Stadium collectively fell into silence. The Red Army fans held up their team's slogans and celebrated passionately.

Skrtel raised his arm in the backfield and roared. Then he turned his head and shouted at Agger, "See, I was right, wasn't I?"

Agger revealed a smile, and then let out a carefree roar.

After Qin Xiong scored, he helped Torres up and hugged him as they walked to the backfield together.

Comain loosened his tie. He felt a little breathless in his suit and leather shoes. Even though he should be more relaxed now, he realized that the manager sometimes had to integrate into the team to lead such a passionate team like Liverpool.

Benítez was a very quiet manager, but he did not have any achievements in the league apart from reaching the top of the Champions League once.

The excessive number of draws in the second half of last season was the bane of Liverpool's failure to overturn Manchester United's rule. There were also experts who pointed out that if Benítez had not racked his brains to study the tactics, but had walked to the sidelines and roared at the players to motivate them, it might have turned two or three draws into victories, or even more!

Seven out of ten games were draws. No one could tolerate such a loss of points and being chased. But what else was there to regret? Shouldn't there be a summary of the experience and lessons learned?

Comain did not want to be the second Benítez. He only wanted to bring in a foreign football philosophy outside of England. If he wanted to be the Liverpool manager, then he first had to be a Liverpool man.

Just like Ferguson. Everyone knew that Ferguson was Scottish, but who dared to say that Ferguson was not a Manchester United man? Of course he was a Red Devil, and he was the Red Devil's godfather!

Bolton Wanderers' offense still did not improve in the second half. They played a typical English offensive routine, but they could no longer threaten Liverpool's goal with the help of the Liverpool defenders' petty tricks or evil means.

On the other hand, Liverpool's offense was like quicksilver flowing through water.

In the 55th minute of the game, Kuyt was fouled by his opponent on the right side of the front field. Gerard went to take a free kick and he passed the ball to Qin Xiong in front of the penalty area.

A large number of Bolton Wanderers rushed up to block Qin Xiong's long shot. Qin Xiong's posture looked like he was going to do a long shot. They might have thought that the human wall of flesh could stop Qin Xiong's long shot before it was born.

The more he was surrounded, the calmer Qin Xiong became. The moment his right foot touched the ball, he deftly flicked the ball up. The football went over the heads of the Bolton Wanderers players. Some of them jumped to try to break the siege with a header. Unfortunately, they did not have wings and could not jump to get their heads to touch the football.

. Torres.... s Liverpool's Liverpool's Holy Baby. Torres's's''s's.

The essence of Qin Xiong's offensive ability was to disrupt the opponent's thinking!

When the Bolton Wanderers' players rushed out and regarded Qin Xiong as their biggest threat, it was Qin Xiong's best time to create opportunities for his teammates.

Torres was successful in his reverse offside position, and even Kuyt was unmarked next to him.

When the football fell next to him, Torres did not hesitate to volley. The football flew straight to the top right corner of the goal like a cannonball!

Jaaskelainen?

The Bolton Wanderers' fans looked at their goalkeeper with some heartache because he was dumbstruck and did not make any moves, as if he was alone and helpless under the enemy's fierce gunfire.

Comain raised his arms and roared like a savage in the jungle. Sammy Lee rushed out and shouted, "Well done, lad!"

Liverpool overturned the Bolton Wanderers at the Reebok Stadium!

This was only the beginning. Ten minutes later, when Qin Xiong's free kick directly broke through Jaaskelainen's ten fingers, the Bolton Wanderers fans felt that today's game must have been a joke played by God.

Even their main striker, Elmander, was like a black joke when he appeared in their field of vision.

12 million pounds to buy a piece of trash!

The most expensive striker in the history of the Bolton Wanderers Football Club had only scored five goals in nearly 40 games.

God, how could anyone expect him to score in the game against Liverpool?

Those who believed he would score were idiots!

After four goals in a row, the Bolton Wanderers' team collapsed.

Liverpool had just tasted the enemy's blood and were not satisfied. They did not care what the score was or how much time was left in the game. They unswervingly attacked and trampled on their opponents. This was their most enjoyable time.

When Glen Johnson was unwilling to be left out and charged into the danger zone, he became Liverpool's unexpected attack point.

Qin Xiong delivered a wonderful pass for him, and Johnson did not let Qin Xiong down. He once again humiliated Jaaskelainen with an earth-shattering long shot!

The score of 5: 2 might have been enough for Liverpool to retreat, but the Bolton Wanderers had lost their fighting spirit.

They had thought that today they would slit the throats of the Liverpool players, watch the blood flow, and have a grand party. They did not expect to anger a sharp army!

When Liverpool's goal after goal ravaged their nerves, shattered their wishful thinking, and finally completely burned their will, the Reebok Stadium was filled with the Red Army's swaggering flags!

Four minutes before the end of the game, Qin Xiong's continuous possession of the ball on the left side of the front field attracted many Bolton Wanderers players who had lost their minds. Their defensive line was in a mess and there was no order to speak of. Gaps were everywhere. Qin Xiong stuffed the ball straight to Torres's feet in the seemingly chaotic environment. The Red Army's Holy Baby was not greedy for credit this time. After seeing Jaaskelainen abandon the goal, he selflessly passed the ball to Gerard, who plugged in from behind.

Facing an empty goal, Gerard seemed to have celebrated the goal in advance. He vigorously volleyed the ball into the goal. After the shot was completed, he opened his arms and ran to the side of the field in ecstasy.

The Liverpool people at the Reebok Stadium held their heads high, waved their fists, roared, roared, and laughed wildly, celebrating their big victory!

The Bolton Wanderers players simply wanted to flee their home. The place was riddled with holes and turned into ruins under the Red Army's frenzied sweep. They just wanted the game to end quickly!

When the referee satisfied their request, the Bolton Wanderers players quickly fled the field. The Liverpool players were leisurely there to celebrate after the game.

The Liverpool fans who came to support the Red Army in this away game cheered again and again. The momentum of the cheers was strong and weak. Every time the momentum became stronger, they roared happily to celebrate Liverpool's four-game winning streak in the new season!

Qin Xiong, who had scored a hat-trick and assisted twice in the entire game, took away the game ball. His teammates were all smiles as they signed their names on it.

Gerard joked while signing, "You have a lot of game balls in your collection, don't you?"

Qin Xiong said with a confident smile, "You can't imagine how many footballs I have in my honorary collection."

Finally, Qin Xiong wrote down the game date and the names of both teams on the football.

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