"Oh my God, does Tang Zhenglong have a grudge against Sunderland? He scored two more goals and now has five goals in a single game. ”

The commentary is already confused.

Goodison Park is cheering.

Tang Zhenglong ran to the sidelines and raised five fingers at the stands.

Kean knew that Tang Zhenglong was showing him this, and his heart was on fire.

"Could it be that this guy can really score 7?"

"I'll have to resign in that case."

Keane couldn't let that happen, so he wrote a note and passed it on to Sunderland's coaching staff.

The assistant coach spread out the note and looked at it, which read, "Stop Tang Zhenglong from scoring again at all costs." ”

"System, how do I feel like I'm hanging up."

"Master, no, it's that after your physical attributes are upgraded, your abilities have also improved, in other words, you have become stronger."

"Also, Sunderland's defence is poor among the Premier League teams."

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

After receiving a pass from his teammates, Tang Zhenglong took the ball forward, and suddenly a player shoveled over from the side.

Tang Zhenglong was cut down to the ground like a big tree.

"It hurts."

Dixon stood up, and the referee immediately gave him a yellow card and gave him a stern warning.

In the face of the yellow card, Dixon was also unmoved, because this was the manager's order - to stare at Tang Zhenglong and not allow him to score again.

Moyes didn't want to see the other party's face, and he simply wanted to abolish Tang Zhenglong, so he called the Dutchman Van der Meyde over.

"Get ready, come off the bench."

"Yes."

Tang Zhenglong saw that he was going to be replaced, and he was anxious.

"Boss, I'm not going to play."

"You've scored 5 goals, why don't you get off the field, can't you wait for the opponent to kick you and hurt you?"

"That's the Boss."

Tang Zhenglong told him about the gamble with Keane.

Moyers is dying.

"Does Roy's resignation or not resignation have anything to do with you?"

"Of course, don't you think it's funny for him to resign, boss?"

……

"I'm the manager, and when I say a substitution, a substitution."

"Then can you give me another 10 minutes and I will score two more goals."

Moyes doesn't believe that people like Tang Zhenglong, after 10 minutes, he will have a new excuse, and in the end he will not play.

But Moyes was afraid that Tang Zhenglong would really rely on the court, and Tang Zhenglong seemed to have done such a thing before, so he refused to get off the field.

"Okay, but promise me to protect myself."

"Definitely."

"By the way, your rolling stunt can be used more."

“……”

Tang Zhenglong Khan died, "Is this praising me or belittling me?" ”

In the stands, Keane was quite satisfied with the team's defense, at least he didn't let Tang Zhenglong score again, he saved face, and the rest of the things will be talked about.

"The ball is passed to Tang Zhenglong."

"Don be careful."

The Sunderland players were very rough in Tang Zhenglong's defense, and as long as the ball was passed, several players came up.

Just when the Sunderland people were about to repeat their old tricks, suddenly, Tang Zhenglong did not touch the ball, but chose to miss.

That shook Sunderland's defence and the ball slipped past Cahill's feet.

"Haha, it's so clever, Tang Zhenglong attracts the attention of the defense, but he doesn't catch the ball."

The Australian broke through with ease and scored another goal against the goalkeeper.

"The score came to 7-0."

The camera is given to Keane in the stands.

He faces a difficult choice, and if he continues to target Tang Zhenglong, then the rest of Everton's attackers can get more opportunities.

Without waiting for Keane to change his tactics, the players on the field began to move, and Dixon was still alone to mark Tang Zhenglong.

"Damn, I didn't give you the order to change your tactics without permission!!"

Keane was on fire, but when a team was poured seven on the pitch, the manager's authority was gone.

After a few minutes, the ball came to Tang Zhenglong's feet.

Dixon thought that Tang Zhenglong was going to use speed to break through again, but suddenly Tang Zhenglong was stunned, which made Dixon think that Tang Zhenglong was going to pass the ball, and just when Dixon was also stunned, Tang Zhenglong suddenly accelerated.

"Beautiful, Tang Zhenglong used the change of rhythm with the ball to pass Dixon."

Everton fired three arrows.

Anichebe, Tang Zhenglong, and Cahill are all running on each side, and Sunderland's backline is already showing signs of collapse.

Tang Zhenglong did not pass the ball, and rushed directly into the penalty area, and Sunderland's defense was useless, which was about the same intensity as when he was training in Cologne.

glanced at the goalkeeper, Tang Zhenglong decisively pushed the far corner of the goal.

GOOOOOOAL。

"Tang Zhenglong's 6th goal of the game."

'The aggregate score also became 8-0 and Sunderland collapsed.'

Keane's face turned pale, and at that moment, a mineral water bottle smashed on his head, which was done by a Sunderland fan not far away.

", Roy."

"Take the initiative to resign, you don't want to get a penny of liquidated damages from Sunderland."

The head coach can get liquidated damages if he is fired, but if he resigns voluntarily, he will leave the house.

"You bastards, am I alone to blame if the team is bad?"

", Roy."

On the court, Tang Zhenglong became the most active person, because he was still one goal away from the goal, but the outside world didn't know.

"Tang is still running actively, but he has already scored 6, I just want to know, what is the deep hatred between Tang Zhenglong and Sunderland."

The Everton players also wondered, why did Tang Zhenglong suddenly fight so hard?

Jagielka and Neville were talking together.

"Tang Zhenglong played so hard."

"Effort?"

Neville didn't expect that one day Tang Zhenglong could be associated with hard work?

"Haha, I think it's a bit ironic to associate Tang Zhenglong with hard work."

"Hahaha."

By this point, the Sunderland players were completely defensive.

A few defenders, you look at me, I look at you, and they all expect their teammates to defend while they stand and rest for a while.

With this kind of paper-paste defense, Tang Zhenglong easily rushed over again, and goalkeeper Clegg Gordon was about to cry.

"Don, we don't have a grudge, right?" Gordon thought to himself.

Tang Zhenglong glanced at the far corner of the goal.

"Haha, I see, you want to push the far corner again."

Clegg Gordon thought he had seen through Tang Zhenglong's caution, but he didn't expect that this time Tang Zhenglong was a light button and completely shook off Clegg Gordon.

Then push the ball into the empty net with ease.

GOOOOOAL！

"7, Tang Zhenglong entered 7."

In the stands, Keane covered his face and it was over, his sunderland spell was over.

Keane stood up, still arrogant.

"Sunderland bastards, I'm honored to tell you that I'm quitting."

With that, Keane walked away, leaving a stunned Sunderland crowd stunned.

After a while, someone came to his senses.

"Why didn't we just beat him up, but just let him go?"

At this point, the game was over.