Hamsik was doing the problem, but in truth he didn't know what to do. There seemed to be no good options. Passing to anyone would just be another dull pass, unable to directly reach Manchester United's vital area…

But he couldn't just keep holding onto the ball, could he?

In the penalty area, Chen Hero saw Hamsik's hesitation. He didn't stay in the penalty area; instead, he turned and ran out, heading toward Hamsik and raising his hand.

This was to signal Hamsik to pass the ball to him.

Hamsik had no other choice now. Since Chen Hero was actively asking for the ball, perhaps he would have another way to break the deadlock?

So he passed the ball over.

Chen Hero had raised his hand, so he was definitely the target of the pass.

Manchester United's players had watched and studied Chen Hero's match footage and already knew—in most cases, that's how it was.

Especially near the edge of the penalty area, or inside it, the ball would be passed to him eight or nine times out of ten.

Because in that position, Chen Hero was a huge threat.

So Vidić and Evans didn't dare to be careless and rushed up as well, forming a pincer movement on the left and right.

Everyone knew that Chen Hero was currently competing with Messi for the top scorer title, and Messi was temporarily leading by one goal. So Chen Hero should be very eager to score.

Not only Evans and Vidić, but even Gibbs and Rafael were keeping an eye on Chen Hero.

Everyone knew how formidable Chen Hero was. His hat trick against Inter Milan at the San Siro had shocked all of Europe. Although last year's treble winners were already showing signs of decline and falling fast, they couldn't be bullied like that on their home turf, could they?

But Napoli had actually created that bloodbath at Inter Milan's home ground, and Chen Hero was the biggest culprit.

Not to mention in the first leg of the match, Rio Ferdinand was red-carded because he underestimated Chen Hero. During halftime, Ferguson scolded Ferdinand mercilessly, mainly criticizing him for being careless when defending Chen Hero.

So absolutely no one in this Manchester United team dared to underestimate Chen Hero.

When Hamsik passed the ball to Chen Hero, Rafael retreated toward the center.

However, when he saw Chen Hero receiving the ball, he immediately forgot about Cassano beside him and pounced on Chen Hero instead.

Because Chen Hero was already turning!

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Chen Hero didn't stop the ball. Instead, he gently tapped the ball to the side, then turned smoothly.

This was his standard move for shooting.

He had scored a goal against Inter Milan with this move.

A simple tap and turn, then a powerful shot that pierced the goal. Even Julio Cesar, the best goalkeeper in Serie A, didn't even have time to react.

So Manchester United would never underestimate Chen Hero's seemingly simple turn.

When Rafael saw him turn, he rushed straight up, because the direction Chen Hero tapped the ball was exactly where he was.

Everyone thought Chen Hero would definitely shoot. Even if someone noticed the lonely Cassano, they didn't change their minds.

Because everyone knew that Chen Hero was very selfish when he had a chance to shoot. He didn't care about his teammates' positions or whether their chances were better than his. The only thing on his mind was shooting.

This time should be no exception.

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When Chen Hero turned around, he found three people in front of him and one person on his flank.

He couldn't see the goal, or rather, the goal he saw was fragmented and couldn't form a safe opening for him.

Of course, he could force a shot, but he couldn't guarantee whether he would score, which might waste an opportunity…

At that moment, he caught a glimpse of Cassano in the corner of the penalty area. No one was defending him there…

Passing the ball to Cassano would give Cassano a better chance to shoot than he had.

But in doing so, his pace in catching up with Messi might be forced to slow down.

Was that appropriate?

This question didn't linger in Chen Hero's mind for too long.

If they couldn't even reach the finals, how could he surpass Messi and how could he take revenge on Barcelona?

At this moment, the team's goal was Chen Hero's personal goal. The team's goal and the individual's goal were perfectly combined, inseparable.

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In the eyes of the Manchester United players, Chen Hero raised his right leg, a stance for a long shot.

Everyone's heart tightened!

Evans, Vidić, Rafael, and Gibson all made moves, either colliding with Chen Hero, stretching their legs, or turning their backs to block the shooting path.

When Gibson bumped into Chen Hero from the side, he felt that Chen Hero hadn't kicked the ball out, because the feeling of force was different.

His heart leaped with joy—success!

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The commentator exclaimed, "Hero… passes! He passes the ball!!"

As Gibson collided with Chen Hero, he used the toe of his right foot to poke the ball to his left.

At the same time, Cassano took two steps forward and received the ball behind the entire Manchester United defense.

"Offside!" Anderson, who was tracking back, raised his arm high, signaling to the referee and linesman that he was in an offside position.

But neither the referee nor the linesman indicated anything.

"Not offside! The passing and running coordination between Hero and Cassano is excellent! Beautiful! This is Napoli's chance!" The Italian commentator clenched his fist in excitement.

Although last season's defending champion Inter Milan had been eliminated, Napoli was also an Italian team. Of course, he hoped that this lone Italian team could enter the finals and defend the honor and dignity of Italian football.

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After receiving the ball, Cassano took another step forward. At this moment, only Vidić reacted the fastest. He didn't care whether it was offside or not and turned around and rushed over.

Cassano didn't give him a chance to be a hero. He directly swung his left foot and shot!

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When Chen Hero got the ball, Van der Sar was standing in the center of the goal, his full attention on Chen Hero.

When Cassano got the ball, he quickly rushed over, intending to block the near post.

Who would have thought that the ball Cassano shot didn't fly towards the near post, but directly towards the far post!

Vidić flew out, trying to block the ball with his foot or leg.

He didn't touch the ball.

Van der Sar's body was still moving towards the near post, and in such a short time, he couldn't adjust his center of gravity and turn around to pounce towards the far post, so he could only watch the ball fly behind him…

"Goal…"

The ball directly hit the side netting, but from inside the goal.

"Goal! Napoli leads 1-0 away! Now their aggregate score is 3-1! This is a golden goal! Cassano completes the kill!!"

Although there were still a few minutes left in the game, the excited Italian commentator couldn't care less about rational analysis and blurted out the word "kill."

After shooting the ball into the goal, Cassano was stunned for a moment. He first looked at the ball in the goal, then turned his head towards the sideline. The linesman was running towards the center line…

The goal is valid!

The ball really went in!

Only then did he think about celebrating, but he was hugged tightly by a huge figure.

That figure roared in his ear: "Fucking beautiful—!"

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"Everyone thought Chen Hero would shoot himself, because everyone knew that the gap between him and Messi was only one goal, but at this time he chose to pass, unexpectedly! Manchester United's defense was completely attracted by Chen Hero, but forgot to guard others…"

"Cassano's shot was very calm and decisive. A little later, Vidić would have arrived, and he might not have had such a good shooting opportunity!"

"Napoli is now leading 1-0 away, not only offsetting Manchester United's away goal advantage, but also widening the aggregate score to 3-1. Manchester United must score two goals in these last few minutes to drag the game into extra time… As for directly advancing? Don't even think about it now!"

"Hero gave up this opportunity to score and passed the ball to Cassano, who had a better opportunity, showing us his mature side—putting the overall situation first!"

While the Napoli players were celebrating wildly, commentators from various countries were showing their skills, making this goal sound passionate and exciting.

And the expressions of the Manchester United players were even more ugly than if their parents had died…

They all knew what it meant to lose a goal at this time.

Wembley Stadium, at this moment, was moving further and further away from them…

The entire Theater of Dreams was filled only with the cheers of Napoli players and fans celebrating the goal, while everyone else fell into silence.

There was no worse situation than this.

Ferguson sat on the coaching bench, chewing gum. The TV broadcast gave him a close-up, and suddenly the close-up shook and moved to the old Sir's hand. His left hand, clenched into a fist, was trembling slightly on his leg…

This scene moved many commentators: "Look at the Old Sir's hand. It's clear how much pressure a football coach is under!"

"Sir Alex Ferguson has dedicated twenty-five years of his life to Manchester United. He led Manchester United through lows, faced the crisis of being sacked, and also led Manchester United to become the most successful team in the Premier League era, reaching the top of Europe twice. But even such a famous coach has such a performance under great pressure… This is football, you can enjoy the infinite glory that football brings you, or it can make you fall into hell… This is football, this is football!"

"While we cheer for Napoli, let's not forget Manchester United, they are a worthy opponent…" The Italian commentator also paid high respect to Ferguson.

"When someone succeeds, someone will naturally become a loser. Any king steps on countless bones to ascend that dazzling throne. Napoli is about to historically break into the Champions League final, while seventy-year-old Sir Alex Ferguson will suffer a painful defeat… This is football, this is life. You can't always enjoy the worship of the world and the good scenery on the top of the mountain at the peak of glory. Let us pay tribute to this old man!" The football poet He Ping couldn't help but sigh.