Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong felt that something was touching him.

When I turned my head, it was Frins.

"Holy, Tolsten, be careful I sue you for harassment."

"It's soft."

"What's soft?"

"Why did I hit you like I hit a wall, like you were wearing armor?"

"You've got a bad brain, how can I play in armor?"

Frings thought about it.

But the feeling was obvious, it was really hitting a hard object, like iron armor.

Frings wanted to break his head, but he didn't know why.

At this time, Bremen's other big man Bowman walked over, "Torsten, leave that guy to me, you just got a yellow card, it's better to be cautious." ”

Seeing Frings' stupid look, Bowman asked, "What the hell is wrong with you?" ”

Frings said how he felt.

"Like hitting a wall?"

"Huh."

"What are you laughing at? It's true. ”

Bowman felt that Frings was becoming more and more incompetent, and he could hurt himself by hitting someone.

"Okay, I see, I'll let him know what a real man is."

Baumann is very confident, physical confrontation is the capital of German players, and people like Baumann have played football since childhood on their own strong body.

Soon, Podolsky was knocked to the ground.

"I feel like I'm going back to the 1986 World Cup, remembering the match between Argentina and South Korea, and the Koreans played against Maradona with the most brutal style of play."

"But on the football field, this confrontation is also a technique, and a lot of people like this violent aesthetic."

Lucas rubbed his ankle, it hurt.

Tang Zhenglong beckoned, "Everyone come here." ”

Teammates gathered.

"Don, do you want us to go to the referee, okay, let's go to the referee together, this is beyond the reasonable range of a football game, the Bremen players are like butchers."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "I came to you to tell you, pass the ball to me and let them kick me." ”

Be dumbfounded!!

Let them kick you?

"Don, were you kicked stupid just now?" Schultz was about to reach out and touch Tang Zhenglong's forehead.

"Fuck off."

The eyes of his teammates were confused.

"That's right, when I was a child, I practiced Chinese kung fu for a few years, and there was a kung fu called Tiebu shirt."

"So what?"

Tang Zhenglong started with Bruce Lee, but his teammates were even more confused.

"Okay, anyway, give me the ball and let the opponents kick me, believe me, believe in our country's martial arts."

Saying that, Tang Zhenglong took a Bruce Lee Jeet Kune Do pose.

"I ...... Beat!! ”

Tang Zhenglong, Bruce Lee, although they all have a dragon, but the difference is 108,000 miles, but since Tang Zhenglong asked for it, his teammates could only comply.

"Lucas has retreated, and now Tang Zhenglong is playing center in front alone."

"This ...... Just because he's not German doesn't mean the manager doesn't feel sorry for him. The narrator laughed.

If you use Tang Zhenglong's body to play the center, you can only be beaten, look at Bremen, Fritz, Bowman, Friings, all of them are strong men, and then look at Tang Zhenglong, with a bamboo pole-like figure.

Sha Fu didn't understand either, was it really because Tang Zhenglong was a foreigner, so he didn't feel distressed?

In other words, don't feel bad if you kick it badly?

But this is also a joke, Shafu estimated that Tang Zhenglong was going to fake a fall.

"Watch out for that guy, he must be preparing to fake a fall in front of the penalty area and cheat a free kick."

The team members all said that the boss was wise, and Tang Zhenglong, the bastard, must be ready to do this.

However, it soon became clear to the Bremen players that this was not the case, and Tang Zhenglong mainly ran to the side and also stuck to the ball.

In the end, the Bremen players came to a unanimous conclusion - Tang Zhenglong is crazy, he owes to play.

Bowman was very happy, and he was going to give Tang Zhenglong a hard blow, so that he could scream on the ground for at least half a day.

Seeing the right time, Bowman rushed over, it was a five-five scrum, and Bowman rushed towards Tang Zhenglong like an angry bull.

The referee had put the whistle in his mouth and was ready to blow it at any moment, while Stevens covered his head, the other party was going to do something.

Bang.

Bowman and Tang Zhenglong collided solidly, and then something happened to everyone dumbfounded.

Bowman was bounced away, while Tang appeared unscathed.

"It hurts me."

Bowman fulfilled his wish and howled on the ground, but it was not Tang Zhenglong who wailed, but himself.

"No, my arm looks like it's broken."

"Broken? How can it be? ”

The teammates looked at each other, this is a five-five impact, like two eggs colliding, if one of them cracks, it proves that the other is not much better, but looking at Tang Zhenglong's appearance, it is not serious at all.

After a brief examination, the team doctor then gestured to Shaf, "Substitution." ”

"Bremen are going to make a substitution, Bowman can't hold on anymore, let's take a look at slow motion, what's going on?"

I've watched it slowly many times, but the commentary still can't tell what's going on.

It looks like a very ordinary scramble, why did this happen?

The strangest thing is Tang Zhenglong's performance, which doesn't seem to have any impact at all.

"I see, it's Chinese kung fu." Frings shouted.

"Let's not touch him, this guy knows Chinese kung fu."

Tang Zhenglong took a Jeet Kune Do pose, "Yes, I know Chinese kung fu, I ...... Beat!! ”

The Bremen players instinctively took a few steps back, fearing that Bowman's doom would befall them.

"Don't mess with me, or you'll ......" Tang Zhenglong pointed at Bowman.

Time is running out in the system, and Tang Zhenglong wants to scare the Bremen players.

Matip ran over, "Don, you really know kung fu, can you teach me?" ”

"I want to learn too." Stryter and a few teammates said one after another.

Tang Zhenglong scratched his head, looking very cool, and thought: "It's very easy, when the time comes, go to the Internet to learn a few tricks of Jeet Kune Do, and then teach these guys, if they find that it doesn't work, then say that your kung fu hasn't reached home." ”

"No problem, but it's tuition."

"Of course."

Tang Zhenglong pointed at Matip, "You have 100 euros." ”

He pointed at Scholz again, "You have 2,000 euros." ”

"Why?" Schultz was stupid.

"Because you're ugly."

"Bastard!!"

"Hahaha."

Schaaf had a headache, he had several strong midfielders on the pitch, and an injury to a veteran like Bowman had a big impact on his line-up, so he had to replace the young Kevin Schindler.

Kevin, who was born in 1988, is a veritable young player, and Scharf patted him, "You take Bowman's position after you play, remember one sentence, don't talk to Tang Zhenglong, he is the devil." ”