Chapter 422: 85 Minutes Later

"Tang Zhenglong, the eighth goal of the season, I don't know if Jose is crying or laughing at this time."

At least Ferguson couldn't laugh at the scene.

He has seen a lot of players since he took charge of Manchester United.

Speed-type, such as Andy Cole.

Technological, like Belon.

Footwork type, such as David Beckham.

All-rounders, like Scholes.

But what type is Tang Zhenglong?

And God worships the sub-type?

He was always in the right place at the right time and scored the ball.

Magical.

Ferguson regretted it a little, he should have paid attention to Tang Zhenglong earlier, this is the enhanced version of Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, everything is average, but he can score goals.

1 to 2.

The pressure is back on Manchester United's side.

'It's 85 minutes and no one dares to relax at this time against Manchester United.

Manchester United scored more goals after 85 minutes than in the Premier League.

Moyes's hands are trembling slightly, he wants to beat Manchester United so much, to prove himself before the Scottish old-timers, and when everyone mentions the great coach of Scotland in the future, not only Ferguson alone, but also Moyes.

At this point, United were past half-time with two centre-backs and Rio Ferdinand rushing to the centre, with United completely ignoring Everton's attack.

One minute later, United were punished!

Carrick's cross was kicked out by Everton's Jagielka, and after half-time, the United players turned their heads to see that Tang Zhenglong was chasing.

Just when the Manchester United players thought that Tang Zhenglong was offside, the linesman was like an old monk and did not raise the flag at all.

At this time, Manchester United's talent woke up like a dream, Tang Zhenglong did not cross the middle line, and there was no offside problem in this goal.

The court began to cheer, and Tang Zhenglong made a single knife.

However, the single knife is also the most exciting.

One line of heaven, one line of hell.

How many strikers fell in front of a single knife.

Van der Sar is also guessing what Tang Zhenglong will do?

Feints?

Speed wading?

Still is......

Just when Van der Sar was thinking, Tang Zhenglong made the simplest choice - pushing.

This is the hallmark of Cantona – unpretentious, murderous and invisible technical movements.

The ball rolls past Van der Sar.

GOOOOOOOOAL!!

Moyes was now in a position to celebrate.

It's 3 to 1, it's stable!!

"It could well be a game-killing goal."

"But I must praise Tang Zhenglong, his shot was so decisive without a trace of hesitation."

Van der Sar was very unhappy when he fished out the ball from the goal, Tang Zhenglong is a two-faced person, he usually looks very aggressive, but his eyes are particularly fierce when he shoots, and there is a lot of pressure on the goalkeeper.

"Teammates, you are all wrong, Tang Zhenglong is not bad, he is a thief!"

Normally, the team is 3-1, then Mingjin will call it up, but Manchester United is Manchester United, and Ferguson will continue to make substitutions, replacing Carrick and replacing Nani.

Moyes is also sweating, how much does Ferguson look down on Everton? Can't you just give a way to live?

A minute later, it was Nani, who had just come on the pitch, who made a mistake with a pass.

The ball reached Arteta's feet and the Spaniard delivered a through ball from 30 yards.

Tang Zhenglong!!

Fans are already anticipating what is about to happen.

This time Van der Sar completely pounced, and Tang Zhenglong's choice was - to shoot.

With a flick of the ankle, the ball was lifted high and flew towards the goal.

A graceful arc fell into the fans of Manchester United.

GOOOOOAL!!

"4 to 1, it's completely over."

The United goal is starting to exit, and it's humiliating.

Ferguson was dumbfounded.

"Could it be that method can really be transferred?"

This is the only reasonable explanation, otherwise how could Tang Zhenglong be so good?

Ferguson even thought that he would find a place where no one was "transferred" after he went back today.

On the court, Tang Zhenglong patted Brown.

"See?"

Transhipment!

Transhipment!

Re-transfer!!

"I'll tell you the ancestral stunt, you don't cherish it, you deserve not to be popular."

Brown was stunned, the world is really big, there are no surprises.

After three minutes of stoppage time, the referee blew the final whistle.

Goodison Park was like a winner.

For Manchester United, Everton fans are unhappy, and Manchester United threw away Everton's genius Rooney.

Even if it is a second-rate player in the Premier League, Everton does not want to see their children bought, and at this point they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it was a 4-1 victory.

Tang Zhenglong has already collected 6 jerseys, and now it is the 7th.

Manchester United's number 7 is Cristiano Ronaldo.

Tang Zhenglong approached Ronaldo, it is estimated that he is in a bad mood at this time, but the opportunity is rare, so be cheeky and ask for it.

"Cristiano."

Ronaldo was depressed, but the politeness was still there, he saw that Tang Zhenglong called himself, and he was very polite to meet him.

"Hello, Don."

"Can I swap jerseys?"

"Absolutely."

With Tang Zhenglong's performance in this game, Ronaldo even felt that it was an honor to exchange jerseys with him.

After getting Tang Zhenglong's jersey, Ronaldo wanted to talk a few words, but Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded and turned his head and left.

It feels like Tang Zhenglong just wants a jersey and doesn't care about such a person at all.

It's like a scumbag saying, I just like your body.

Maybe Ronaldo doesn't know if he wants to break his head, Tang Zhenglong really just wants his jersey.

Tang Zhenglong calculated: "No. 7 is here, and the next one is No. 8." ”

At a glance, why doesn't Manchester United have a No. 8?

Tang Zhenglong patted Brown, "Who is the No. 8 of your team?" ”

"Brazilian Anderson."

"Is it okay to ask him to come over?"

"What?"

"Secret, if you help me, I'll give you a jersey that you can take to your beloved girl, and she'll fall in love with you."

Brown made a look like vomit.

"I don't want your jersey."

Brown didn't help, Tang Zhenglong could only find it by himself, and finally found Anderson in the players' tunnel.

"Number 8."

Anderson turned his head, and it turned out to be Tang Zhenglong, who scored a hat trick.

"You're looking for me?"

"Yes."

"Can you give me the jersey, I adore you."

Anderson chuckled in his heart, flattered, Tang Zhenglong worships himself?

I don't even have a chance to play at Manchester United right now.

But Anderson wasn't as stupid as Brown, and he kept an eye on it.

"You worship me, so you must know my name, right?"

"Of course, Anderson!"

Anderson shook his head, "No, I mean my full name. ”

Tang Zhenglong was stunned, if he knew that Anderson's full name was - Anderson Luis Di Abnu Oliveira.

Then he will definitely shout silently in his heart -!

"Haha, it seems you don't know, then I'll tell you again, Anderson Luis di Abnu Oliveira."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, why can't Brazilians choose a good name?

However, Anderson still gave the jersey to Tang Zhenglong.