Arsenal needs this victory, and so does Liverpool.

Chen Hero needs goals even more.

Although he received less support, Chen Hero was still active in the frontcourt, increasing his running distance to compensate for the lack of passing options.

No matter where the ball was kicked, he would run towards it. Regardless of whether he could win the ball, he would fight for it.

He remembered Raúl's teachings—opportunities are run out and fought for, never waited for. Whether there is an opportunity or not, you have to run, even if you look like a headless fly to outsiders. At first, it's running blindly, but as you run, you find the rhythm and know how to run.

Moreover, this kind of running in the frontcourt can also bring enormous psychological pressure to the defenders—they are afraid of you successfully stealing the ball, which would put them directly in front of the goal.

Under long-term pressure, they may have distorted movements, mental lapses, and wandering thoughts…leading to more unforced errors, giving the pressing striker a chance to take advantage.

This was Chen Hero's intention.

But how could Arsenal not know what he was thinking? So the entire defense was on high alert, and the midfielders came to help them.

They tried to stifle Liverpool's few attacks in a timely manner.

Arsenal's defenders were no longer dawdling in the backfield. Winning was more important than anything else at this moment, and they even abandoned their previous style. Van Persie had just equalized the score for the team, which was a great opportunity. They couldn't afford to make any mistakes in their own half.

Now, after Arsenal's defenders got the ball, they would kick it long or try to pass it directly forward as much as possible, rarely passing it horizontally back and forth.

They were afraid of Chen Hero, who was running like crazy without any regard for energy, and Suárez, who was running like crazy with him.

These two were currently Liverpool's only attacking forces left in the frontcourt. Bellamy and Adam Johnson had been asked to fall back, and they fell back very deep. Several times, both of them had chased back to the touchline, almost acting as full-backs.

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Suárez ran with Chen Hero—he didn't want to, but Chen Hero said he wasn't being a good brother if he didn't. To prove he was a good brother, Suárez had no choice but to run with him.

But this was not his style of play at all. He preferred running with the ball rather than without it.

During a dead ball situation, Suárez, already panting, found Chen Hero: "I say, He…Hero…this running…this running, does it really…really work? I think…think we two…seem…like idiots!" He was so tired that he couldn't even speak fluently. It wasn't that his stamina was poor, but the game was already over seventy minutes in, which was a critical point for stamina. Some people with average stamina would run out of energy here.

If you could grit your teeth and get through it, you could recover and be reborn.

Clearly, Suárez was going through this process.

"It won't be idiotic if we score a goal!" Chen Hero said decisively. He was breathing slightly, but his rhythm wasn't disturbed. This was the difference in stamina.

"Damn it…I can't run anymore!" After panting for a while, Suárez was finally able to speak a coherent sentence.

"No, you have to run!" Chen Hero glared at him.

"I really can't run anymore…" Suárez looked miserable. "I've been running for more than seventy minutes!"

"Damn, you're useless!" Chen Hero was also helpless. "Alright, if you don't run, I will!"

Suárez gave Chen Hero a thumbs up: "I wish you good luck, Hero! You run, I'll cheer you on!"

So now, only Chen Hero, a Liverpool player, was running non-stop in the frontcourt…

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Running can really bring benefits, especially unexpected ones.

However, this time, he didn't use this off-ball running to get an Arsenal defender sent off with a red card.

He just ran out of his own opportunity.

As the game clock ticked past the eighty-minute mark, Liverpool sent a long pass directly from the backfield, or perhaps a long ball would be more accurate?

Regardless of whether it was a long pass or a long ball, the ball flew towards the frontcourt, heading for the right side.

Chen Hero glanced at it and realized that he couldn't control the ball with his head at that landing spot, so he turned around and chased after it.

Koscielny also chased after him.

Reaching the vicinity of the landing spot, Chen Hero took the lead and hooked his leg, directly unloading the ball from the air.

Just when everyone thought he would stabilize the ball and wait for his teammates to come up and support him, Chen Hero directly pushed the stopped ball forward, and he continued to dribble through!

Chen Hero knew that the team's tactics were relatively conservative now, and if he waited for his teammates, this attack would probably be wasted again.

So he could only break through himself. Anyway, the ball was at his feet, who was he afraid of?!

There was so much open space in front of him, he would just break through!

Koscielny was originally blocking the inside line, but he didn't expect Chen Hero to break through directly after unloading the ball. He was stunned for a moment, and Chen Hero left him behind by half a body.

He started again to chase, but he could only eat dust behind him…

But he still had to chase. That's what defenders do, even if they can't win the ball, they must always interfere with him, so that he can't comfortably get the ball and shoot.

So Koscielny chased after him relentlessly, constantly colliding with Chen Hero's body, interfering with Chen Hero's ball control. The two sides hadn't entered the penalty area yet, but once they did, he wouldn't dare to do this…

He bumped into him once, but he didn't move.

He wondered if he was using too little force?

It seems that he has to use a lot of force! Luckily, I used to worry about fouling…

With this thought in mind, Koscielny charged towards Chen Hero with all his strength for the second time!

If this really succeeded, it would be a complete foul!

But Koscielny couldn't care so much anymore.

Chen Hero, who was dribbling the ball, just kicked the ball out and felt an impact coming from his rear. But he didn't take it seriously, his attention was all on the ball, he wanted to chase the ball…

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"My God!" the commentator exclaimed.

Not only him, but the fans at the scene and the audience in front of the TV all gasped!

When they saw Koscielny crashing into Chen Hero, they were still worried that Chen Hero would lose the ball because of this, and the Liverpool fans even shouted "Damn it, he's fouling."

But in the next second, everyone was stunned!

Because they saw Koscielny, who was going to tackle Chen Hero to the ground, somersaulting in the air after hitting Chen Hero, and then falling down—he was knocked away instead!

This time it was the Arsenal fans' turn to shout "foul", but the referee didn't respond.

Chen Hero didn't even lift his hand, how could it be a foul?

This was entirely the result of the huge difference in body size between the two!

"Koscielny flew out…but he took the initiative to hit Hero!"

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Just when Van Persie was still regretting that Chen Hero might not be able to continue competing with him, he didn't expect Chen Hero to have already revealed his ferocity, showing his sharp claws, and breaking into Arsenal's penalty area!

Van Persie saw Koscielny failing to tackle and being knocked away in the frontcourt, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

What…what is this person made of!

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Chen Hero didn't look back at the situation behind him at all, he didn't have time for that. Anyway, he felt that the pressure on his side and rear suddenly eased, as if he had thrown off a big burden.

He caught up with the ball and entered the penalty area.

Arsenal goalkeeper Szczęsny raised his hand when he saw Koscielny fly out, he wanted to complain to the referee that Chen Hero was suspected of fouling.

But he quickly put it down. Because he couldn't care about it anymore—Chen Hero had already broken into the penalty area, he had to attack now!

If he didn't attack, he would be finished!

Facing the attacking Szczęsny, Chen Hero directly swung his right leg.

Szczęsny was still considering whether Chen Hero's move was a feint, which direction he should move next, and how he should deal with it, but he saw Chen Hero's right leg swing down, without any feint, and directly hit the ball!

Szczęsny heard the "bang" clearly, even vibrating his heart.

The ball roared over!

It was in front of him in an instant, and he wasn't ready…

The ball had already flown past him, and even brought a gust of wind.

Immediately afterwards, he heard huge cheers.

"goooooooooooooooooAL!!!!!!"

Chen Hero ran past him in the midst of these cheers, ran behind the goal, waving his fist vigorously at the stands, and roaring with his mouth open!

"Victory——!"

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"Hero! Hero! Hat-trick! He completed a hat-trick!"

"The competition between two excellent shooters has reached its climax!"

"Van Persie scored two, and Chen Hero scored three! Beautiful! What a man!"

"Hero's second hat-trick—the last one was a quadruple in the league away game against Manchester City…In the eighty-first minute, Chen Hero's third goal in this game helped Liverpool take the lead for the third time!"

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The whole stadium was filled with shouts of "Hero! Hero! Hero!" Liverpool fans stomped their feet and waved their arms, cheering for Chen Hero. At this moment, Anfield Stadium had a bit of a "hell" feeling. The once sacred and terrifying place was still faintly visible in the deafening shouts.

Van Persie raised his head and looked around, the shouts resounded through the clouds, agitating his eardrums and heart.

He suddenly felt that he had felt sorry for Chen Hero before…what a stupid idea this was!

I would actually sympathize with him?

I must be out of my mind!

Damn it!

This time it was Van Persie's turn to clench his hands into fists.