"Buying the team doctor, this alone can make you ruined and go back to China."

Tang Zhenglong motioned for Mark Hughes to come over.

"You go to the media, I don't care, because in the end the British don't think I'm a liar, they think you're a fool."

Mark Hughes was shocked.

"That's right, this doesn't seem to prove that Tang Zhenglong is a liar, but it shows that he is a fool."

"You bastard, can you deceive honest people like this?"

"You say Da Zhuang?"

"Da Zhuang?"

Tang Zhenglong said with a smile: "I think sometimes it's good for people to be simple. ”

Mark Hughes was about to blow up.

Richards' eyes widened as he looked at Mark Hughes, "How's it going?" Top dog. ”

"That bastard isn't afraid to get into trouble with the media, he's the most shameless person I've ever met."

"Boss, I think he really has a heart attack."

“……”

Mark Hughes could only smile wryly.

Too young, too simple.

*****

Ding.

Mission: Convince Kompany that you have a heart condition.

Bonus: Little Mancini's cycling stunt.

Punishment: Maradona's rampage.

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

Kompany?

If it is 1 to convince Richards that he has a heart disease, then it is an infinite difficulty to convince Kompany that he has a heart disease.

"That guy looks smart."

"That guy looks a lot like Confucius."

"What is Confucius?"

It is said that Confucius's head is very special in shape, and Kompany's head is also quite special, and Tang Zhenglong even suspected that the two of them were related.

"By the way, when did Maradona become a punishment?"

"Master, I'm talking about Maradona now."

……

The old horse now? Still rushing up? No wonder this is a punishment.

"There's no need to be so ruthless, I didn't offend you."

But look at the rewards, it's really good, little Mancini's bicycle stunts, it is not an exaggeration to say that little Mancini's bicycle stunts are first-class, not inferior to Robinho.

"Accept the task."

*****

Everton's corner, Tang Zhenglong ran into the penalty area, suddenly he covered his heart, Richards asked with concern: "What's wrong?" Does it hurt again? ”

"A little bit, it's an old problem."

Kompany rolled his eyes.

"Maika, are you an idiot? Do you believe this guy's nonsense? ”

"I believe it!!"

Kompany almost fainted.

"Vincent, I really have a heart condition."

"Get out! If you have a heart condition, leave the football field and change jobs. ”

"No!! I love football so much. ”

"Then shut up."

Richards interjected, "Vincent, how can you do this?" A little empathy, okay? ”

"Shut up too!!"

Tang Zhenglong looked at it, oil and salt don't enter!!

So I got on it.

The corner kick was kicked out, Tang Zhenglong and Kompany jumped up at the same time to grab the header, this was obviously looking for death, the height difference was a big cut, and sure enough, Kompany steadily pushed the ball out, Tang Zhenglong looked at it and simply hit Kompany.

"Why are you hitting me?"

"Ahh

Kompany was dumbfounded, you hit me, you screamed first, and then a shocking scene happened.

Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground and did not move.

"Cut!! Feign!! ”

Kompany stepped forward and patted Tang Zhenglong, "Hurry up." ”

"Hurry up."

After a few shots, Tang Zhenglong didn't move at all, and at this time Kompany also began to worry, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, what if this guy really had a heart attack?

"Hey, don't pretend, you're a serious deception."

"Hurry up."

"You don't really have a heart attack, do you?"

"Maika, call the team doctor, this guy may really have a heart attack."

With a ding, the task is complete.

Tang Zhenglong sat up, and Kompany was taken aback.

"Holy!!"

"Who is calling my name, who am I, where am I? Where am I going? ”

Kompany stared at Tang Zhenglong and found that the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, as if he was holding back a smile, but he forcibly held back that.

"Damn, you're really a liar."

Burst.

Tang Zhenglong couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death!!"

"Bastard, how could I be so stupid to believe that you really have a heart attack."

"Actually, I have a heart condition, but I held it down."

Bah!!

"Get out of my restricted area."

Tang Zhenglong could only run away.

******

"Nice biker."

Robinho played Fellaini with his bike again.

"Damn, I swear, if I see him on a bicycle again, I'll scrap him."

Defenders can be really annoyed by players who show off their skills like this.

"That's a hooligan." Moyes said angrily: "Cycling should be banned. ”

"But the fans love it, it's beautiful enough."

"A pretty fart will only irritate your opponent."

Robinho took the ball again, swiped with his left foot, and with his right heel, it was another beautiful pedal.

His record was 7 consecutive cycles while in Brazil.

When he cycled twice for Fellaini, the Belgian finally couldn't take it anymore and kicked Robinho in the shin.

"Oops!!"

Marouane Fellaini forgot he had a yellow card.

Manchester City jumped en masse.

"A red card, it's a red card, and if it's not a red card, then I must have complained to the FA after the game." Mark Hughes is like a roaring bull.

The referee ran to Fellaini as he reached for his pocket.

Finished!!

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong ran over, "Referee, be merciful." ”

“……”

The referee was stunned.

"It's none of your business."

"It's related to me, Maluwang is my good friend, can you look at my face, forget it this time."

The referee was dumbfounded.

"See your face? What kind of face do you have? ”

The referee took out a yellow card and gave Tang Zhenglong a card without hesitation.

"Why did you give me a yellow card?"

"Interfere with the referee's work."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, and he stretched out his hand.

"What do you want to do? Do you still want to eat one? ”

Tang Zhenglong was stunned, "No, I think you look so handsome and mighty when you play your cards, just like a mighty general." ”

“……”

The referee ignored him and ran over to give Fellaini a yellow card.

Fellaini was also helpless.

Moyes touched his head, "Maruwan, it's not your fault. ”

Fellaini didn't say anything.

10 to 11, Everton midfield was stretched, Manchester City seized the opportunity to play a few hard attacks, but Howard was solid enough to repeatedly save the ball in the final moments.

The score was still 0-0.

Mark Hughes was a little anxious, he was still quite calm when he was 11 to 11, but now he is not, he always feels that he should blow up Everton with one punch now.

"Boys, speed up the attack, we're going to score."

"Goal !!"

On Everton's side, Moyes seemed to see an opportunity because of the opponent's impatience.