"It's the third time, and I'll be able to go over this time."

Cahill faces Brazilian defender McConn, the main right-back of the Brazilian national team, who is fast and has great positioning ability, and can even squeeze out Alves in the national team.

The first two times Cahill challenged him, he was deflated, crushed to death, and it was impossible to form a breakthrough.

But then Tang Zhenglong told him a way, and this time he was going to try it.

Facing McConn, Cahill suddenly accelerated, and then shouted, "Don, run." ”

McCone subconsciously turned his head to see that there was nothing behind him, but that was Cahill's plan.

"No one!"

"Oh no, fooled."

Master duel, just a little bit of time, Cahill has already broken through.

", me."

Rushing past is a sudden pass, but it's not so simple to form a cross, Cahill made a feint of the cross, in fact, to smash the ball.

McCone was dumbfounded again, "When did this guy become such a thief?" ”

It was to take advantage of a small time difference and Cahill crossed with a kick.

In the middle of the Inter Milan penalty area, Materazzi spelled Saha, the ball reached the back post, and Zanetti was staring at Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong stuck in a more advantageous position, before the game, Mourinho reminded his players, don't touch Tang Zhenglong in the penalty area, this guy will immediately fall to the ground and pretend to be dead to cheat the penalty, Zanetti is also afraid of such a thing, he just stands, but he doesn't dare to move too much.

But even so, Tang Zhenglong still fell to the ground.

"Damn!!"

"It's too fake."

"Tang Zhenglong, do you want to make a movie?" Mourinho scoffed from the sidelines.

Tang Zhenglong raised his hands, "Penalty!" Referee, it's a penalty, he treated me roughly, penalty!! ”

"Penalty!"

"Penalty!"

“……”

"Damn, no one pays attention to me."

Tang Zhenglong was unhappy, so he could only stand up slowly.

"No one even paid attention to me?"

"I'll have to talk to Eevee about this."

Tang Zhenglong found Ibu.

"Zlatan, that's a penalty indeed, Chiguo's penalty."

"Don, you're stupid."

"Why?"

"You're looking for the wrong person even if you fake, Zanetti is recognized as a good person."

Zanetti's reputation in football is too good, loyal, hardworking, iron-willed, just like Liverpool's Steven Gerrard, the soul of the team.

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

"Picked the wrong person?"

Eevee nodded.

"Okay, then can you come and defend me next time, you have a bad reputation, and the referee will definitely award a penalty."

"Nima!!"

"Get out."

"Hey, this is your idea, why are you angry again?"

"Get out, I've practiced taekwondo, be careful if I kick you in the head."

Back in the front court, Tang Zhenglong thought about it, who has a bad reputation in Inter Milan? Of course, Ibrahimovic must be counted as one, but he is a striker, think about it, Tang Zhenglong is happy, he thinks of a person.

Materazzi!!

This guy's most classic battle was the clash with Zidane in the 2006 World Cup final.

What really happened that time?

Only Materazzi and Zinedine Zidane know, but since then, Materazzi's reputation in football has become famous.

Tang Zhenglong found Saha.

"I'll swap with you."

Saha was dumbfounded.

"Don, we are two strikers in parallel positions, it is the same, what to change?"

"I mean, I'll go to Materazzi's side, and you'll go to Zanetti's side."

"Does that make a difference?"

"Of course."

We don't understand Tang Zhenglong's world, in Saha's opinion, this is no different, but since Tang Zhenglong wants to change, let's change it.

Soon, Everton launched an attack.

Materazzi hurried to find Saha.

"Saha."

"Saha."

"What about people?"

Looking down, how did you become yellow-skinned?

Tang Zhenglong turned his head and looked at Materazzi with a smile, and then fell to the ground in an elegant posture.

Materazzi was dumbfounded for a second, and then he reacted that this guy was faking his own fall.

"He faked a fall."

"Referee, penalty, he's a bad guy, he's worse than Ibrahimovic."

"I see you're tired of living, aren't you? Fake a fall in front of me. ”

"I didn't fake a fall."

"Did I just touch a hair on you?"

"Yes!!"

Materazzi really wanted to beat Tang Zhenglong, he now realized the fire in Zida's heart two years ago, and he would really get out of control when he met a scoundrel.

"Referee, penalty."

"Referee, he faked a fall."

Suddenly, the two of them realized that something was wrong at the same time, what about the referee?

It turned out that the referee did not stop the game at all, and now Inter Milan is attacking, which means that the two are completely ignored.

"We've been ignored?"

Tang Zhenglong looked at Materazzi, and Materazzi looked at Tang Zhenglong.

"It's too much, when we're air."

"Bastard, at least giving me a yellow card is also a sign of respect for my fake fall."

"You admit to faking a fall?"

Tang Zhenglong "cut", "Is it still important now?" Now the most important thing is that we are being ignored, do you know what that means? ”

"What?"

"It means you're out of breath."

"You're out of breath!!"

*****

Eevee turned his head to look.

"Damn, why are you again?"

"Materazzi is out of gas, and I know now that what is worse than bad is out of gas."

“……”

"Don, you're also the best striker in Europe, can't you score goals honestly? Why fake falls? ”

"Che, do you know why my opponents don't dare to be rude to me in the box? Think of Inzaghi. ”

Tang Zhenglong's physical condition will never be able to rely on his body to eat like Ibrahimovic or Balotelli, and he is destined to only use technique to gain an advantage.

Ibrahimovic understands that when the whole world knows that Tang Zhenglong loves to fake falls, then defenders must pay attention to their movements when defending him.

"Don, you're such a thief."

"Thank you."

Tang Zhenglong ran back to find Saha.

"Let's switch back, Materazzi is out of breath."

“……”

Saha doesn't want to learn about Tang Zhenglong's world, it's impossible anyway, so accept it.

*****

David Moyes called Fellaini over, and his two strikers were not strong strikers, and they actually suffered a lot when they fought for the top.

"Maluwang, when the team crosses from the side, you have to plug in quickly and disrupt the game."

"Okay, boss."

Neville sent a pass from a 45-degree angle, which was nothing, but the appearance of the tall man Fellaini suddenly broke the balance.

Zanetti is hesitating, is it to defend Tang Zhenglong or the high-ranking Fellaini?

In the end, Zanetti decided that it would be better to defend Fellaini.

Tang Zhenglong looked at it and shouted: "Ma Luwang, give me the ball." ”

Fellaini's header rubbed, Zanetti was dumbfounded, is Tang Zhenglong the real point of attack?