In fact, their plan is to neglect Cahill first to make him feel depressed to the bottom. Then, after he scored a goal, the music of happy birthday will be played on the spot, and the giant cake will be pushed to the sidelines immediately. When celebrating the goal, when everyone celebrates Cahill’s birthday together, the fans will inevitably celebrate with him. Such a huge turn is definitely a surprise that Cahill will never forget in his life.

Just as Cahill was about to give a penalty, the birthday cake was almost ready to appear, but soon they hurriedly pushed it back, almost revealing it.

The game continued, and Vardy felt that the burden on him was heavier and he was not careless at all.

In the 75th minute of the second half, Vardy re-used the same trick, shook the defense and made another shot in the penalty area.

However, this time the opponent was not fooled, and the opponent may have seen Vardy's intention. Since you want a penalty kick, I won't give you a penalty kick.

No one blocked Vardy, and no one slipped the shovel, as if Vardy had completely let go.

Vardy is a little confused about playing at this moment. If it were usual, there would be no suspense to shoot directly, but if it was a shot now, it would be meaningless.

In an instant, Vardy had a sudden inspiration, and the shooting did not stop, and he shot out, but the direction seemed to have changed to a certain extent, not like he was heading towards the goal.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the danger should be lifted!

Bang!

The sound was not very loud, but everyone was stunned. At that moment, it seemed as if the heartbeat of the people around them could be heard.

Look at the ball that was bounced away, then look at your muffled right hand, a Bolton defensive player was petrified.

Beep-

The referee's whistle rang, his fingers were on the penalty spot, and Everton was awarded another penalty.

Vardy was so happy that he had no problem with his own inspiration. He would definitely have to have a little kick when kicking the ball in his opponent's hand.

It was also because his opponent was unlucky. His arm was not clamped on the side, but raised his high. Even if he wanted to say that it was not intentional, it would not change the result.

This time, Vardy and several others did not argue and walked back in an orderly manner, without any intention of paying a penalty.

Cahill hesitated for a moment and finally stood in front of the ball.

He was not punished just now, this time, he must complete the redemption.

But just as he stood on the court, he seemed to feel a few villains with animals whispering behind him.

"Can't get in!"

"Can't get in!"

"Can't get in!"

......

This time, Cahill fell into infinite darkness again.

Vardy looked at Cahill's state and felt that things were going to happen. This was the second penalty kick. If Cahill didn't score, who could save it?

Sure enough, Vardy's premonition was correct. Cahill shot the plane and lost the penalty again when he was in a state of dismay.

Looking at Cahill, who was piled up there and was in a slump, Vardy and a few bad friends didn't know what to say.

I won’t talk about anything else, this is a penalty kick!

Cahill didn't score any of them, and if he didn't score two penalty kicks in a game, Cahill could be written into the history of football. The key is that this title is not very good.

"This guy must have fought with a model for 300 rounds last night, otherwise how could his legs be so soft!" Casley said speechlessly.

"I think he's about to collapse. I guess even if he gives him another penalty, he won't be able to score!"

Vardy felt that he had no choice but to take this opportunity to enter the system and see if he could find a solution from the system.

After walking around, I didn't find anything useful in the store, so I had to leave helplessly.

It seems that I can only continue to make a penalty kick.

Seeing Vardy continue to drive the ball into the penalty area, Bolton's defensive players were about to cry, and the referee was about to cry!

Dear, what are you going to do?

We have already led by two goals, and we have also awarded you two penalty kicks. Don't kill them all, okay?

Everyone is making a living in the Premier League, but they look down and see each other. Isn’t it okay to just make friends?

Vardy didn't know what his opponent was thinking. He only knew that he had to get another penalty kick, so his footsteps became faster.

Seeing this, the Bolton player knew that he couldn't stop him, so he simply stopped him and let Vardy turn to the ground with great force.

Don’t you want a penalty kick? I’ll give it to you. As for whether you can get up or not, it depends on luck!

Vardy rolled on the lawn with her calf in her arms, which really hurts, but he is more concerned about whether the referee will give a penalty.

Fortunately, the referee was very considerate. Vardy used his life to create a penalty kick. If he didn't give it, it would be unreasonable.

He limped up and walked back, throwing the penalty aside.

Brother, my mission has been completed. I won’t play this ball no matter whether you enter or not!

It hurts so much!

Cahill stood in front of the ball again, with the stands full of encouragement applause and cheers, but what he heard was the sound of the guys in his mind cursing the penalty kick.

Get out of here!

Cahill roared, and his whole body seemed to become more agitated, with a terrible look in his eyes looking at the goal.

A thunderous burst shot pierced through Bolton's door. At that moment, the whole world lost its voice.

Cahill knelt on the ground and roared, venting, and he wanted to release everything in his heart.

Just now, fireworks suddenly appeared above the court, roaring and exploding, colorful, contrasting the colorful and beautiful sky.

Cahill was stunned, and the fans in the stands were also stunned.

What's the situation?

Suddenly, music rang in the court.

"Ding ding bell, ding bells, jingle bells..."

It seemed as if I saw a reindeer pulling a cart, Santa Claus floating through the sky...

Valdy's face was full of dark lines. Damn it's Christmas?

Mingming told DJ that she was singing Happy Birthday, is this guy going to rebel?

The Christmas song only rang and immediately switched over, but after hearing this song, Vardy wanted to stand up and curse.

“Only~you~,canmakethisworldseemright…”

Tang Monk is coming out???

The music came to an abrupt end again, and no one knew what the hell was doing.

Fortunately, there was no mistake below, and the happy birthday song began to ring around the stadium.

“Happybirthdaytoyou!”

“Happybirthdaytoyou!”

......

At this time, the giant birthday cake was quickly pushed into the venue by several staff members. No matter how stupid the fans knew that they were celebrating Cahill's birthday, and happily sang a birthday song to send their best wishes.

When the cake was pushed to the sidelines, Cahill was still confused and was fooled by the scene in front of him.

Vardy took out a birthday hat and put it on Cahill's head. Gravesen and Casley each pointed a fireworks at Cahill.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Fireworks spewed out, rehearsals and flowers were flying all over the sky, filling Cahill's head.

Cahill completely killed him, as if he was petrified, and opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

However, his heart was surrounded by infinite touch...
Chapter completed!