The football grazed the post and flew out.

Costa wore a mask of pain. With only five minutes of regular time remaining, this shot could really kill the game.

Chelsea fans in the stands covered their heads, hardly believing that the shot had gone wide.

Manchester City fans breathed a collective sigh of relief. Just now, their toes were clenched, their hearts racing, and some with weaker constitutions had turned pale with fright.

Thank goodness that ball didn't go in!

Then Manchester City still had a chance.

Bravo didn't wait for a ball boy to throw the ball; he rushed off the field himself, grabbed the football, and hurried back onto the pitch.

Now Manchester City was only one goal behind. They had to fight for every second!

Fernandinho received the ball and instinctively wanted to find Zhao Gang, but with the game nearing its end, Chelsea had begun to closely mark Zhao Gang, preventing him from receiving the ball.

Fabregas, in cooperation with Matic, blocked him in front and constantly harassed him.

"Chelsea's defense against Zhao Gang is really like playing basketball, a bit too cautious."

At this time, passing to Zhao Gang was not a good option. Fernandinho pushed the ball to Delph.

He was the only one nearby without a defender.

Delph got the ball and kept observing. As a substitute, he certainly wanted to perform, but he was even more afraid of making mistakes, so if he could find an open space, he would definitely pass the ball.

Guardiola on the sidelines couldn't stand it any longer and shouted loudly.

"Forward, forward!! Attack!!"

You're a substitute, but you need to know that since I put you on the field, you're part of this team. You have to unleash your energy. What's the point of hesitating and always thinking about passing?

No one is defending you, so why not go forward quickly?

By the time they come to defend, you'll have missed a great opportunity!

Zhao Gang stretched out his hand and pointed out a line for Delph. Delph took the ball and accelerated forward.

Chelsea players quickly began to defend. Moses and Pedro started to lean towards Delph.

Seeing an opening, Delph made a through pass and found Sterling.

Then he continued to run forward.

Zhao Gang and De Bruyne also started moving forward.

The two full-backs began to prepare to support. Manchester City committed a large number of attacking players.

Fabregas kept following Zhao Gang, while Matic kept observing the positions of the players and the ball, ready to assist in defense and intercept.

Zhao Gang, who had started, had already seen the gap in Chelsea's defensive position. He accelerated.

Whoosh.

Fabregas almost bit his teeth to pieces. Just now, the two were neck and neck, but in the blink of an eye, he could only see Zhao Gang's back.

This guy is too damn fast!

The gap between the two was still widening!

Matic realized that Zhao Gang had easily shaken off Fabregas, and it was too late to accelerate his support. His foot movement was even slower than Fabregas.

He could rely on his body to interfere with Zhao Gang in positional warfare, but in terms of speed, he was simply out of reach.

Cahill's defense against Sterling was quite successful. He didn't lose his position, leaving Sterling with almost no room to break through.

As Chelsea's captain and one of the three center-backs, his defense was much stronger than David Luiz.

Zhao Gang, who had run into position, saw that the ball wasn't coming, so he had no choice but to lean towards Sterling to prepare to receive it.

Sterling also knew that if things continued like this, he might lose possession once he was double-teamed. He passed the ball back to Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang had missed the best opportunity to get the ball. Fabregas and Matic both leaned over, blocking his position, preventing him from turning around, breaking through, or even shooting.

However, there was Delph in front of him, who was making a pretty good run. Zhao Gang pushed the ball to him. Pedro immediately went to press. Delph, seeing no good opportunity, didn't dare to make a mistake. If Zhao Gang were here, he would definitely pass to De Bruyne, who was calling for the ball.

Unfortunately, Delph lacked confidence and could only pass it back to Fernandinho, who came up to meet him.

In the stands, fans began to sing loudly.

"Victory!"

"Chelsea, Chelsea!"

"Forward, blue Chelsea!"

"Go home, Manchester City!"

"We will not only thrash Manchester City at Stamford Bridge, but we will also sing victory at the Etihad!!"

Applause and cheers rang out. Abramovich stood there, no longer planning to sit down. He wanted to wait and celebrate the victory with the Chelsea players and fans.

One minute of stoppage time had passed. There were still five minutes left.

It would be great if only one or two minutes were added.

The previous good offensive opportunity had given Manchester City fans some hope, but unfortunately, they missed the opportunity. Now the ball was back near the center line, and they were somewhat discouraged.

It was hard to accept, but there was no way around it.

Defeat is common in military affairs. You can't expect to win every game of the season just because you've been on a winning streak.

All fans hope to keep winning, for defeats to come later, or even not at all, but that's asking too much.

"There really isn't much time left for Manchester City!" Zhan Lu sighed. This commentary was often given to Manchester City's opponents, but today was the first time it was given to Manchester City.

Against Burnley, Manchester City had already equalized during stoppage time. Even if the game ended, they wouldn't lose, so this commentary wasn't appropriate.

Now, Manchester City was behind and had reached stoppage time. This sentence was really quite fitting!

With time running out, Fernandinho couldn't care less and dribbled the ball forward directly.

His dribbling was a bit worse than De Bruyne and Zhao Gang, but it was definitely better than many players. Which Manchester City player didn't have the ability to dribble and pass the ball?

It was just a matter of being stronger or weaker.

Delph quickly supported, and Zhao Gang turned around and ran back as well. Fernandinho wouldn't pass to Delph at this time. He only had one choice.

He pushed the ball to Zhao Gang and then started running to create space.

After receiving the ball, Zhao Gang didn't stop and kicked it to Delph.

Then he turned and moved forward.

Delph didn't hesitate this time. Zhao Gang's intention was clear. The two played a very simple combination. Delph's pass even had a bit of anticipation.

Zhao Gang started very quickly, directly shaking off Fabregas and leading the ball to attack forward.

Matic was originally in front of Zhao Gang. The two started chasing the ball at the same time, but after a few steps, Matic panicked and couldn't keep up at all.

Zhao Gang was already leading the ball and facing Chelsea's defensive line.

Matic was still chasing back. As long as the defensive line could delay for a while, he would be able to arrive and support.

Sterling, Aguero, and De Bruyne quickly created space.

Chelsea's two full-backs quickly marked them, and the three center-backs all stayed in the penalty area, waiting in full battle array.

Aguero ran towards the edge of the penalty area, drawing Azpilicueta along.

At this time, Zhao Gang didn't plan to wait for his teammates to support him. By the time his teammates arrived, the rest of the Chelsea players would have also retreated to defend.

Facing David Luiz, he led the ball and charged straight in!

David Luiz quickly marked him, giving Zhao Gang the left side to break through while firmly guarding the middle and right sides.

Because Cahill was there to cover, Zhao Gang only had one path to take, but he couldn't get through!

Sure enough, Cahill saw Zhao Gang's breakthrough and leaned over directly.

"Zhao Gang, is he going to force his way through??" These aren't ordinary defenders; these are two tall center-backs.

They are extremely physically strong. At this time, speed is no longer effective; you can only fight with your body.

"Can he get through??"

As Cahill moved quickly, Zhao Gang directly charged towards the gap in the middle!

Cahill and David Luiz quickly closed the door. Zhao Gang forcibly stopped, pushed the football out with his left foot, and then moved at high speed towards Cahill's right side.

Cahill reacted quickly enough and hurried to move to block Zhao Gang.

The ball can pass, but you can't!

Bang!

The two collided fiercely.

Cahill felt like he had been hit by a train. He was a bit taller than Zhao Gang, but he was staggered by the impact and lost his balance, falling directly to the ground.

Zhao Gang was also staggered by the impact, but his core strength was too strong. His maxed-out physique allowed him to withstand the impact and continue forward!

He reached the football in one step. Courtois had already rushed out quickly, diving to the ground to grab the football.

Seeing Cahill knocked to the ground, Zhan Lu was excited and felt his blood boiling.

"Zhao Gang, he's through!! He rolled over them!! Can he get the ball??" The chance was too slim. After all, Zhao Gang's center of gravity was a bit unstable due to the interference. After Courtois rushed out, he could still use his hands. It was too difficult for Zhao Gang to stabilize his body and continue to hook the ball with his foot in this state!

Zhao Gang stumbled towards the football, his footsteps already a bit chaotic. Courtois firmly believed that Zhao Gang could only choose to shoot at this time, either a low shot with little power or an uncontrollable high shot, so he directly dove over to block all angles.

Losing his balance, Zhao Gang's right foot hit the football. Courtois's eyes widened.

He couldn't believe that Zhao Gang, in this state, didn't shoot with his right foot, but instead made a strange flick, like a tumbler, swaying twice, and flicked the ball to his left foot before shooting!

The power wasn't great, but the football slid over Courtois's head and headed towards the goal.

Then Zhao Gang could no longer control his body and stumbled, falling headfirst onto the grass.