big mouth ball king

Chapter 620 Carrick, it's up to you

Mike Carrick, who made his debut at West Ham United and became famous at Tottenham, was bought by Ferguson to Manchester United after the 2006 World Cup and has since become one of the best midfielders in the Premier League.

Tang Zhenglong took a look, "Hey, it's been replaced."

"Mike Oppa, hello."

Carrick glanced at Tang Zhenglong with a cold look.

"Don't mess with me, I'm different from Park Ji-sung and Brown, I'm someone you can't afford to mess with."

In Tang Zhenglong's heart, I'm going to give it a go.

"Challenge me, huh?"

"I like!!!"

Tang Zhenglong said shamelessly, "Do you want to transfer your luck? I know a trick called the underwear transfer method. Do you want to know more about it?"

"roll."

Tang Zhenglong was not happy, this guy didn't care about anything, with a stinky face, as if he owed him money.

Tang Zhenglong approached Brown, "That Mike is very difficult to deal with."

"Hehe, one of the calmest people on our team."

Tang Zhenglong agreed, "Tell me, if everyone is as stupid as you, it would be great, and the world would be peaceful."

Brown waved his casserole-sized fist.

"Want to try it?"

Tang Zhenglong Khan, this guy doesn't have a high IQ, but he looks very powerful.

Carrick defended Tang Zhenglong very successfully, and it was impossible for him to pass the midfield easily.

At this time Saha ran back.

"Tang, since you are being watched to death, let me be the core of our team, and you assist me."

Tang Zhenglong was taken aback, why are these words so familiar?
Come to think of it, that's what I said to Podolski when I was in Cologne.

Tang Zhenglong sneered in his heart: "You kid wants to usurp the throne, but you are still young!!"

"Louis, this doesn't seem to fit the boss' tactical arrangement."

"Tactics are dead, we cannot be restricted by tactics."

"Damn!! More and more like me, that's how I got rid of Podolski back then."

Tang Zhenglong smiled bluntly, "I don't think it's necessary. Just run a lot in front of the penalty area and tear apart the opponent's defense line."

Saha had no choice but to follow suit.

"It's dangerous!!"

Unexpectedly, Carrick leaned over at this time, "It seems that Louis is going to replace you."

"I ha... ha, he replaced me?"

"It may be possible in 100 years, but it is impossible now."

"Can you live to 120?"

Tang Zhenglong held his head high and said, "Now that technology is so advanced, is it difficult to live to 120?"

Carrick didn't want to say any more.

Tang Zhenglong found Ferguson, "Sir Sir, can you still send Park Ji-sung or Brown to defend me? Don't get me wrong, I just don't like people who can't chat."

"Haha."

"You agree?"

"Yes, get out!!"

*****
"No matter how perfect a person is, it's impossible for him to have no weaknesses." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

As long as Carrick is a person, then he must have weaknesses.

"System, give me a weakness scanning skill."

"OK, master."

Through the scan of weaknesses, Tang Zhenglong saw the lack in Carrick's heart.

"Hahaha, that's what it is."

"understood."

Carrick found Tang Zhenglong approaching, but he had a cold expression and ignored him.

"Michael, I think Gerrard and Lampard are far worse than you."

Carrick's heart skipped a beat, what does this mean?
But he still pretended to be calm.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"Actually, I think you should be the main midfielder of the England national team."

The national team, this is Carrick's concern, he wants to play for the national team, but in the England national team, the competition he faces is too strong, which are world-class midfielders like Gerrard and Lampard.

"Michael, it's actually not that difficult to enter the national team. I have a panty transfer method that can help you."

Carrick was furious.

"I advise you to shut up, I'm not that stupid Brown."

"Haha, I'm joking with you, but I really have a way."

Carrick knew that Tang Zhenglong was probably playing with him, but... he still asked what to do.

"It's actually very simple, hype."

"Hype?"

"Yes, now is the era of eyeball economy, you are so boring, who cares about you?"

"But this is my characteristic, down-to-earth."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "So you have to change yourself."

"how to change?"

"It's very simple, such as..."

Before Tang Zhenglong said anything, Ferguson yelled: "Michael, what are you doing? Why are you chatting with that bastard?"

Carrick reacted immediately and ran away.

The more Ferguson thought about it, the angrier he became. Tang Zhenglong was able to chat with Carrick?
Ferguson knew what kind of person Carrick was. He really knelt down. Did Tang Zhenglong study chatting in school?

"Don, if I can make you dumb, then I'm willing to pay any price."

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

"How can this be?"

Chen Xiaochun's "You Are Poison" suddenly sounded in Tang Zhenglong's mind.

In fact, when a person's mind is poked, people will change. The reason why Zidane was furious in the 2006 World Cup final was more or less because he was poked in an untouchable place in his heart.

Ever since Tang Zhenglong mentioned the national team, Carrick's heart was a little fluctuating.

"Tang Zhenglong is a jerk, but what he said makes sense."

Taking advantage of Carrick's slight distraction, Tang Zhenglong quickly broke through.

"Haha, I'm done, go eat S, Mike."

Saha ran immediately, and then raised his hand to ask for the ball. Tang Zhenglong glanced at it, "I want the ball? Haha, I won't give it."

Tang Zhenglong dribbled the ball straight into the penalty area, and Vidic defended from the front.

"Lewis, run, I'm going to pass you the ball."

Vidic Khan.

"Don, how can I not know what kind of person you are? You never pass the ball in the penalty area."

"To put it simply, it is selfish."

Tang Zhenglong sweats!

"You know me well."

Tang Zhenglong just didn't pass the ball, and forced himself to turn around and prepare to shoot.

Leaning on Vidic, Tang Zhenglong forced a shot, but the angle given by Vidic was too small, and the ball hit Vidic's leg and went out of the baseline.

Only then did Carrick run back, and he patted Vidic on the shoulder, "Thank you, if it wasn't for you, then this would be my responsibility."

Vidic smiled slightly, and seemed to be saying with his eyes, you're welcome! !
"Don, I will never be influenced by you again, ever."

"Then you will never be able to enter the national team. I take back what I said before. You are really much worse than Gerrard. I remember that when I was against Liverpool, Gerrard gave me a headache, but you...hehe."

"To shut up!!"

"Thank you for letting me pass so easily."

Carrick has to admit that Tang Zhenglong has an ability, which is the ability to make people rage, he can always make you rage just right.

Seeing the veins popping up on Carrick's face, Tang Zhenglong felt a little refreshed.

(End of this chapter)