From West Ham United's first somewhat controversial goal to overturning the score in two minutes.

Then, in the 30th minute, Manchester City led 3:1.

All three of Manchester City's goals were directly involved with Zhao Gang!

He scored one goal himself and assisted Aguero and De Bruyne in scoring one goal each.

This season, Manchester City in the first half is like an alien team, invincible!

"Zhao Gang is awesome! All the haters have run away!"

"Hahaha… someone said the Hammers could hammer Manchester City to death, where are they? They hammered themselves in the head."

"The referee's calls made Manchester City players angry, looks like they're going to slaughter them!"

"This season, Manchester City has been slowing down in the second half, probably because of the World Cup qualifiers and the Champions League, saving a lot of energy."

In the stands, Manchester City fans who had traveled from afar were ecstatic.

After West Ham United scored first, they thought this game would be very difficult, but they didn't expect to overturn the score in two minutes, and then score another one a dozen minutes later!

"Wow… he's really strong, and quite handsome, with a great body, I hope he performs like this on the couch, in bed." Xi Ya's eyes sparkled, after seeing Zhao Gang and Ollie's advertisement photos, she couldn't help but lick her red lips.

"You're disgusting, you have a boyfriend!" Ollie, wearing a black Manchester City away jersey, was jumping up and down happily.

"I'm worried about you, what if he can only play football and isn't good at anything else?"

"Don't worry, he definitely will be!"

"Once you get him, you must share it with me!"

"I will!"

"You need to hurry up, look, look at those women!" Xi Ya pointed to the fans in the away section wearing Manchester City jerseys.

There were many female fans with shining eyes, and even more daring ones, wearing blue number 18 jerseys, standing tall, directly lifting their jerseys, desperately shouting Zhao Gang's name, wanting Zhao Gang to hear them.

"I bet, as long as handsome Zhao looks at her, she will strip herself naked!"

"Bitch!!"

The home team fans were already somewhat frustrated, and now they were even more powerless.

Many people had already fallen silent.

They were still waiting for the Hammers to show their power, quickly tie the score, and then overtake it!

But they were scored on again.

In the center circle, Jose stood in front of the ball.

Damn it.

Thirty minutes, and it was the third kickoff.

Luckily, Manchester City kicked off first, otherwise, this would be the fourth time!

"Cheer up, cheer up!!" The rock coach on the sidelines kept shouting.

Under the leadership of the fan association, the home fans regained their spirits, constantly shouting to cheer on their players.

Jose kicked the ball out, and the West Ham United players boosted their morale again.

Last season, they had beaten Manchester City at home!

In this game, they scored first again, it's only been thirty minutes, they can score two goals in two minutes, three goals in twenty minutes, why can't we?

The football is round!

If Manchester City was truly invincible, then they would just give them the award directly, why bother playing football?

"Go! Go!! Kill Manchester City!!"

West Ham United found Payet on the wing with a long pass.

In the deafening cheers of the home fans, Payet was filled with strength.

An eighteen-year-old kid can knock over a defender and go straight in, why can't I?

Watch me burst forward!

I turn around!

I dribble past!

I cross!!

A series of wonderful actions, full of power and passion.

"Payet's individual ability is really good!" Zhan Lu couldn't help but exclaim.

Under Stones' interference, Payet's cross didn't have much power and was directly collected by Bravo.

Payet sighed and shook his head.

A wave of regret came from the stands.

Bravo was about to quickly pass it to Otamendi when he suddenly saw Zhao Gang, who had already retreated. He waved his hand, and the ball flew directly out.

It went to Zhao Gang's feet.

Zhao Gang is not old, and he just came to Manchester City, only playing three games besides the friendlies.

If this was the first league game, Bravo would definitely not pass the ball like this.

However, this is already two and a half games!

The current Zhao Gang has become the hub of the attack.

Without Guardiola specifically instructing him, Bravo would also involuntarily look for that figure.

This is the confidence that strong ability gives to teammates!

"Bravo directly found Zhao Gang, Zhao Gang's control is a bit difficult, this distance is indeed a bit difficult… Manchester City's counterattack, let's see if there is a chance, West Ham United's defense has a big gap!"

Zhao Gang dribbled the ball past the midfield line, De Bruyne and Aguero were running in front, West Ham United's defense was pressing a bit forward, trying to create an offside, or quickly launch a counterattack after stealing the ball.

"Adrian got nutmegged!"

Adrian, who rushed up to defend, hadn't gotten close yet, Zhao Gang made a feint, making Adrian think that Zhao Gang was going to break through from the left, but the ball went directly through his legs.

Although he subconsciously retracted his leg and touched it, he still didn't stop it.

Zhao Gang moved forward, Adrian needed to turn around to continue chasing back, so his speed was naturally much slower.

When he turned around, Zhao Gang had already taken a step.

"There's a very big gap in front! Zhao Gang can continue forward! He… he passes…"

When all the commentators thought that Zhao Gang was going to continue forward, which could attract the defense and create a greater threat, Zhao Gang raised his foot, the football went forward close to the ground, and suddenly a very strange arc appeared as it advanced, directly bypassing the sliding tackle of the defending center-back, and appeared in the center of the penalty area.

"Aguero!!"

Aguero, who is not tall, but big enough, had a ferocious expression, pushed away another center-back, and under the interference, raised his foot.

After the powerful shot, he lost his balance and fell into the penalty area.

The goalkeeper reacted quickly enough, but the ball was too powerful and too fast.

Swish!

The ball went in!

1:4!

Only a little over a minute from the last goal!

Aguero scored twice, Zhao Gang assisted a hat trick!

Manchester City has gone crazy.

West Ham United has collapsed.

"Fuck..."

"This arc ball! I'm wet!!"

"Conservative, conservative, they're going for a double-digit score!"

Twice.

Twice, two goals in two minutes!

The West Ham United players were stunned.

The coach was stunned.

The fans were also stunned.

At this time, the entire home team fan area was completely silent.

The little bit of energy that had just been raised was completely gone.

Except for the Manchester City fans who were singing and cheering, the entire huge London Olympic Stadium was silent.

The fans who had just been encouraged half a minute ago were holding their heads, staring wide-eyed, all confused.

They couldn't believe what was happening at all.

It happened twice just after thirty minutes.

The nightmare of two goals in two minutes, twice!

"It's Zhao's assist again!

Oh my god!

West Ham United has been completely smashed!

Three consecutive games, three consecutive games!

Zhao has directly created four goals in three consecutive games!

He has now sent out seven assists and five goals!

This is far ahead of all players in the European leagues!

Aguero scored twice, scoring six goals in three games!

Now the game is not over yet, the half is not over yet!

Oh my god, what kind of Premier League is this, what kind of Manchester City is this!"

The West Ham United players on the field were full of confusion and frustration.

How could this be?

Scoring first, they thought Manchester City wasn't as terrible as the legends said.

That transfer record king seemed to be not very good at duels, he would be robbed of the ball if he tried to hold position for a header, and he would make mistakes if he was double-teamed while dribbling.

As a result, in twenty minutes, they were scored on four goals!

Three assists, one goal.

Rock coach Bilic stood on the sidelines, frowning.

It's over.

It's completely over.

The opening tactics were good, directly pressing high, and they grabbed a good start.

As a result, there were still more than ten minutes left in the half, and they were beaten into this miserable state.

Bilic looked at Zhao Gang, who was celebrating with his teammates on the field, and had lost his previous sharpness, and had returned to being that low-key teenager.

As if this precise and deadly pass was not worth him showing off at all.

Only a little defensive loophole was needed.

Just that little bit, and he could pass the ball through.

Bilic couldn't imagine the distance, the passing route just now.

Any normal person would have chosen to continue dribbling the ball.

But this kid, he just passed the ball directly into the penalty area.

Speed, power, angle.

Dodging the defenders' block, the goalkeeper didn't dare to come out easily, and Aguero ran to the right position again.

It was simply perfect.

Guardiola opened his mouth wide and blinked his big eyes.

This passing route.

It wasn't a long, high pass, it was a ground ball!

This not only requires footwork, but also a lot of luck and coincidence.

Even the world's best Xavi, Iniesta, Alonso, wouldn't have a high probability of success.

If he could find this kind of incredible route every time, then wouldn't it be invincible to have five forwards in front?

Guardiola doesn't allow this kind of play, even if it's a goal, he doesn't allow it.

Because this kind of pass, statistically speaking, basically wastes an excellent attacking opportunity.

Zhao Gang's best choice was to continue forward and wait for more teammates to support him.

But…

He has given seven assists in two and a half games, and there is nothing to say about the rest except for this unconventional pass.

This kind of player, the choices on the field…

Guardiola shook his head, let him do what he wants.

He's so young, he shouldn't use some rules, experience, and so-called optimal data to stifle his inspiration.