Five minutes later, Fernando, who had been working diligently in the midfield and defense, suddenly made an extremely precise and clean tackle, taking the ball directly from the opponent's feet.

Then, a short pass.

Manchester City's players launched a counter-attack on the spot.

After Zhao Gang got the ball in midfield, Burnley's players were about to surround him, preparing to delay Manchester City's attack and buy time for their teammates to establish defensive positions.

Zhao Gang made a powerful through ball, directly piercing Burnley's two defensive lines!

Aguero was marked by two players. After this ball went through the defense, Sterling on the right accelerated all the way, breaking out from the defensive line.

Taking the ball, he unleashed a powerful shot!

In the seventieth minute, Manchester City pulled a goal back at home!

Burnley's defenders and defensive midfielders stood there, somewhat dazed.

Could the ball be passed like that?

Such a long distance, two lines of defense, and no one had time to intercept it?

If a defender had foreseen this passing route in advance, they could have started early and intercepted the ball.

However, these players had never played against Zhao Gang and simply did not realize this kind of passing route.

By the time they saw the ball and reacted, it was already too late.

"Zhao!!!"

Etihad Stadium erupted in cheers.

The entire stadium was chanting Zhao Gang's name.

Sterling, who was celebrating after scoring, didn't pay much attention. At the current Etihad Stadium, it seemed that apart from Aguero, it didn't matter who scored.

As long as Zhao Gang provided the assist, Manchester City fans would shout his name like crazy.

Aguero, Silva, Fernandinho, and even Otamendi might be the team's big shots, but Manchester City fans now only had one darling.

Burnley's coach stood on the sidelines, already jumping up and down, urging them to defend!

Defend hard! Don't leave any gaps!

Everyone fall back to defend!

Midfielders and forwards alike, defend and try to control the ball!

Don't let Manchester City gain momentum.

Zhao Gang, keep a close eye on him, surround him, don't let him get the ball and pass!

And Burnley's fans didn't have many smiles left. There were still twenty minutes to go!

Why was time passing so slowly?

Hurry up and end!

Burnley was in the lead, but the fans were on edge, feeling like a big problem was about to happen.

How could the defense be penetrated so easily?

In the following game, every time Zhao Gang got the ball, Burnley fans shuddered.

Every attacking run by Manchester City players, every ball lofted into the penalty area, made Burnley fans clench their fists, curl their toes, and their hearts pound.

Seeing the ball headed out of the penalty area or out of bounds immediately brought relief.

When Manchester City organized another attack, these fans instantly panicked again.

The emotional changes in those few minutes were more intense than in the previous seventy minutes.

The situation on the field was extremely dangerous, with Manchester City fans singing passionately, while Burnley fans were nervous.

The little girl forgot to blink, staring intently at the field, clenching her little fists, and no longer in the mood to shout. The fiercely cute look from before was gone.

Every time Zhao Gang kicked the ball, her small body trembled.

Missed passes! No goals! Post! Crossbar! Goalkeeper!

God, show your power!!

"God, please..." In the eighty-third minute of the match, Zhao Gang suddenly started on the left wing. The little girl clasped her hands together, and seeing Burnley's defender scrambling and failing to stop him, she started praying directly, tears almost falling.

Although Burnley's players desperately surrounded Zhao Gang, the gap between their physical fitness and Zhao Gang's, who had just come on, was too great.

In the midfield area, three or four people could still surround him, but once they reached the dangerous area, they didn't dare to surround him with too many players, and could only try to limit him with two.

This time, the two players closed the door, but Zhao Gang dribbled the ball and passed it directly between one player's legs, then squeezed through the two players!

Inside the penalty area, two players desperately interfered, both falling to the ground. Zhao Gang lost his balance, but before falling, he swept the ball with his foot!

"No, no, no, no, no...! Oh!!" The Burnley fan leader stood there, mumbling, covering his head, staring intently, his heart in his throat, and finally sat down on the chair in despair, his eyes vacant.

Zhao Gang swept the ball in front of the goal. Before the goalkeeper fell, there were legs of Manchester City players everywhere!

Aguero kicked the ball in!

2:2!

"Aguero!! Seized this opportunity! Manchester City equalized! This is Manchester City, you can never relax until the end of the match!"

"This is Zhao Gang, whether it's a precise long pass or a sharp breakthrough, he can always create excellent opportunities! A unique midfielder and forward, a star! Burnley's two defenders had already closed the door, but Zhao Gang squeezed through them!

Superb individual ability, creating this excellent opportunity!

Even if he loses his balance and falls to the ground, he can still send the ball out! Absolute footwork!"

Aguero excitedly jumped on Zhao Gang, and a group of teammates gathered around.

"Zhao! I knew you could do it! You definitely can!!" Aguero had been under enormous pressure for the past few games, especially after the Champions League match against Real Madrid, and had been extremely unlucky.

He had been criticized by many people, and his form in this match was even worse. Finally, he broke his goal drought and scored a goal.

This goal not only equalized the score, but also relieved Aguero's pressure like a life-saving straw.

Guardiola stood on the sidelines, waving his fists, muttering, "Yes, yes, yes."

In the passionate Etihad stands, fans couldn't restrain themselves, jumping and hugging.

Suddenly, the audience in the stands, led by some core fans, began to shout deafening questions and answers.

"Where is Aguero?!"

"Here, right here!!"

"Who is Zhao?!"

"He is your... daddy!! Daddy!!!"

Oops...

Manchester City fans roared at that small, weak group of Burnley fans, who drooped their heads and sighed.

Bad news, it looks like this isn't over yet.

If they tied, they could continue to sing and satirize Manchester City's players and fans.

After all, they were a relegation-zone team, and Manchester City was the league leader, and it was still at home. A draw would be embarrassing enough.

But, including stoppage time, there were probably more than ten minutes left!

At this rate, Manchester City was going to take the lead!

The more afraid Burnley's fans were, the more nervous they became watching the game.

In the final moments, Manchester City's players seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, with wave after wave of attacks.

Burnley's players were panting with exhaustion, and the fans' faces were full of suffering. Some didn't even dare to watch, lowering their heads and covering their eyes.

That cute little girl, her face wrinkled, was holding her father's hand tightly and was about to cry.

As Zhao Gang and Aguero each had a shot go wide, Burnley's fans shuddered, their palms sweating nervously and their faces burning.

Sterling dribbled into the penalty area and was cleared out by the center back. He sighed to the sky, and Manchester City's fans followed with regret.

Three minutes of stoppage time had passed, with two minutes remaining.

Burnley's coach had been shouting non-stop for more than ten minutes, cheering on his players.

Hang in there, hang in there!

It's almost over!

Take a point away, and I'll give you two days off when we get back!!

I'll treat you to Chinese food and red wine!!

Defend, defend!!

Burnley's fans, seeing that time was almost up, perked up again.

At this point, most of Manchester City's fans were standing, but none of Burnley's fans were sitting.

The entire stand was filled with heart-wrenching roars, cheering for their home team as if their lives depended on it.

Burnley was pinned in their own half, and when they got possession, they didn't even look at who they were passing to, just hoofing the ball clear towards Manchester City's side.

Bravo had almost reached the center circle. When he got the clearance, he quickly looked for teammates to start the next round of attack.

"Defend! Defend!!" Burnley's captain roared. Joni, as the pivot, was already in the penalty area, becoming a full-fledged center back.

Burnley no longer had any players to threaten in attack, all of them were defending.

Silva sat in midfield, constantly receiving passes from both sides, looking for opportunities.

Zhao Gang's breakthroughs were no longer very useful at this point, as he was surrounded by Burnley players.

He made a simple pass with Fernando. This time, instead of breaking through, he tried to cut inside directly.

Burnley's defense kept Zhao Gang firmly outside the penalty area.

At this point, stoppage time was up.

Burnley's coach jumped up and down on the sidelines, pointing at his wrist.

Did you take money??

Blow the whistle!

Blow it!!

Burnley fans also jeered wildly.

Hurry up and finish, blow the whistle!

They weren't thinking about continuing to attack.

"The referee usually won't blow the whistle to end the game at this time. He will wait until Manchester City's dangerous attack is over.

Because the fourth official's stoppage time is the minimum stoppage time, it doesn't mean that the game ends immediately when the time is up. This is different from overtime in basketball.

This rule is certainly known to fans who watch the game often and to professional coaches, but they must put pressure on the referee. It is also putting pressure on Manchester City's players. This situation is very common."

"Yes, we often see coaches questioning the referee's decisions after the game, but no coach ever questions stoppage time being too long."

"Let's watch this attack. It's difficult for Manchester City to find a chance to penetrate. They're passing the ball around on the outside, looking for opportunities!"

"Silva's breakthrough pass!"

Silva was also a little anxious, trying to break through, but there were too many people in the middle, and the ball was almost intercepted.

He twisted his body and passed the ball to Fernando.

Fernando, behind him, collided with an opposing player while receiving the ball. Under the impact, his pass was staggered, and the ball rolled towards the center.

No man's land.

Burnley's center back rushed over immediately. Zhao Gang started at the same time. Zhao Gang was fitter and faster, and he stepped on the ball first. Burnley's player crashed straight into Zhao Gang's leg.

Whistle!!

Free kick on the edge of the penalty area!

Burnley's coach gritted his teeth, his face a little ugly.

This was Manchester City's last chance to attack.

How could they be so careless and give away a free kick?

Zhao Gang and Silva stood in front of the ball at the same time.

Burnley's goalkeeper waved his hands constantly, directing the wall. The wall nervously moved into position, and the players wiped their sweat.

Burnley fans clutched their chests, watching nervously.

Manchester City fans stood there, holding their breath.

At this moment, the two sets of fans finally reached an agreement, and no one made a sound.

When Silva suddenly moved away from the ball and Zhao Gang stood there alone, the Etihad Stadium began to roar.

The entire stadium was filled with that one voice, inspiring and uplifting.

Guardiola squatted emotionlessly on the sidelines, propping himself up with one hand, as if watching a play.

Zhao Gang wiped the sweat from his face. Although he had only been on the field for half an hour, he had still covered a lot of distance. Manchester City had been attacking frantically during this period, and he and Sterling had been taking turns attacking on the left and right, consuming a lot of energy.

"Manchester City's last chance to attack. Prior to this, Manchester City had won 11 consecutive league games, continuing to break the record for consecutive wins at the start of the season. This match against Burnley, they are playing more difficult than they imagined. Let's see if Zhao Gang can save Manchester City's winning streak!

Zhao Gang's direct free-kick goals were very common in the Championship. After entering the Premier League, with the improvement in the quality of the opposition's defense, the probability of scoring has decreased, but he is still one of the top free-kick takers in Europe!

Let's see... a direct shot!!!" Zhan Lu's teeth were almost crushed.

The ball bypassed the wall and went straight towards the lower right corner of the goal. The goalkeeper quickly dived, and the ball hit the post.

"Goal!!! A direct free-kick goal!!! Zhao Gang! Scored the winning goal at the last moment!!"

"Hit the post and bounced into the net!! A very tricky angle, the goalkeeper couldn't reach it!!"

Guardiola, who was squatting there, clenched his fists when he saw Zhao Gang take the free kick. The moment the ball went into the net, he jumped up like a child and jumped directly on Arteta, his mouth splitting open with excitement, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Burnley's coach closed his eyes, raised his head, and knelt directly on the ground.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, and they could have forced a draw against Manchester City, creating the best result for a Premier League team this season!

But, at the last second!

On the field, Zhao Gang took the lead, rushing to the sidelines and sliding to sit on the ground, his teammates sprinting over to jump on him.

Manchester City's fans exerted all their strength, twisting their bodies and stomping on the ground frantically.

That small group of Burnley players were disoriented, slumped in their seats.

The fan leader hugged his daughter, sighing, and bouncing his precious daughter up and down. The little girl grinned, her teeth were falling out, and she was crying.

Manchester City's on-site commentary was completely drowned out by the fans' roars.

"Zhao!!!"

"The winning goal at the last moment! Keeps Manchester City's winning streak going! This goal made those arrogant guys from Burnley cry their eyes out!

Oh! We saw it, we saw that fierce little girl, at this time... is already... very cute, a very cute little girl, experiencing the cruelty of the world at such a young age."

This was a goal that killed the game, and Burnley had no chance.

The game ended.

This game, which was not considered a focus beforehand, was exciting.

Zhao Gang, who came on as a substitute, contributed two assists and one goal in thirty minutes, completely crushing Burnley's hopes.

After the match, the passionate, fierce, and finally pitifully crying little girl, who was captured by the on-site cameras, was invited by Manchester City's official team to the locker room.