number one striker

Chapter 80 The first day of "All in Peace"

"Does it hurt here?"

A pair of well-maintained little hands walked on Caesar's body. The latter swallowed, shook his head and said, "Go a little further to the left."

"here?"

"Hmm! It seems to be!"

"That's it"

Caesar was helped to the doctor by his assistant Mark, who ran back after muttering "Don't fight! Don't fight!" and was thrown to the stranger again.

But he never expected that the so-called Dr. Walter was actually a woman!
She is also a plump, seductive and charming milf.

Caesar immediately lay on the hospital bed, yelling that he was in pain everywhere.

The little hand of Anne Walter made Caesar itch all over, and he couldn't help groaning.

In fact, he doesn't hurt anywhere, just to tease the team doctor.

As a result, people had already seen through his tricks, and while Caesar was enjoying himself, they suddenly gave him a hard squeeze.

"Ouch!"

Caesar, who was still enjoying with his eyes closed just now, screamed and gasped for breath.

"Pretend! Pretend to me again!"

Anne Walter gave Caesar a white look, and rubbed her hands vigorously on the sink.

Caesar said in embarrassment, "Am I that dirty?"

"Sorry, cleanliness."

Caesar nodded fiercely: "I also have a cleanliness! I'm cute and clean!"

Annie pointed to Caesar's feet, the smell of fermentation was not very pleasant.

Caesar scratched his hair, then said without changing his expression, "I mean, I love clean people very much."

Annie was amused by Caesar's words, and Caesar's slobbering figure made Caesar swallow.

In Allen Town, I watched little girls like Sara and Leia every day, and seeing such a turbulent scene suddenly, I really couldn't control it.

Caesar sat upright, afraid that Annie would see his abnormality.

As a result, one word made him shrivel up.

"My husband used to be as funny as you. I was deceived by his smooth talk back then."

Depend on!
It turned out to be married.

Caesar resentfully said, "What about now?"

Annie stretched out her right hand and squeezed the air hard: "After I was caught molesting a female colleague last time, he never dared to run the train with his mouth full."

Caesar only felt a chill in his crotch, and the little brother who had held his head up and listened carefully just now cringed and crouched down.

"Hehe, hehe, what, I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."

Caesar fled in despair.

Back in his room, Caesar was surprised to find that Kevin Boateng was still there.

No, I clearly remember that he was not among the members of the U21 European Youth Championship champions, which means that Boateng must have been expelled.

Didn't he just get fired?
Big Boateng saw that Caesar was also not in a good mood, and he said to Caesar who came in with a sullen face: "You bastard, I will make you pay for what you did today."

"What's the price?" Caesar pretended to be naive: "Will you be expelled from the team?"

This threat really hit Boateng's arms, and the family immediately shut up.

Although he has a bad personality and a hot temper, he still really wants to participate in this competition.

"I, like you, don't want to give up this competition. So you'd better not mess with me, or I won't let you go." Caesar said coldly.

Just kidding, I'm counting on my success in this match, if you kid dare to stand in the way, I'll tear you apart.

On the first day of the assembly, Hrubesch did not arrange training, but let the players walk around separately to get acquainted with the teammates who will fight together for the U21.

During dinner at night, Caesar saw many familiar figures.

What Wagner, Daniel Schwab, Tobias Hipper, these are the opponents he has faced in the second division.

Similarly, Hewedes, Jr. Boateng, Khedira, Marin, Hummels, Schmelzer, these players who have seen many times on TV, are now eating with themselves in the restaurant.

Ozil and Neuer have not yet returned to the team. These two are the thighs of the U21 this time, especially Ozil. I count on him to deliver cakes.

Everyone looked very relaxed, but those players who came out of the Bundesliga Second Division were all worried.

Daniel Schwab sat at a table with Caesars, even though they were on rival teams, and Schwab got shitted by Caesars.But the latter doesn't care about this. Anyway, he will go to Leverkusen next season. Whether Freiburg has a championship has nothing to do with him.

"What? You're in the same room as Kevin Boateng?" Schwab opened his mouth wide, and Caesar stuffed a piece of bread into it.

"What's the matter, the expression of seeing Ronaldo going to Real Madrid."

Schwab swallowed the bread in his mouth and said with disdain: "Impossible, Ronaldo will never go to Real Madrid."

As a result, within a few days, Real Madrid officially announced Ronaldo's transfer, just to mention this.

"Haven't you heard of the things Kevin Boateng did?" Schwab looked furtively to confirm that the guy wasn't here before lowering his voice.

Caesar shrugged: "I don't care what he was like in the past, beating his teammates or lacking self-discipline, anyway, just don't interfere with me in whatever he does."

Schwab curled his lips: "Then you can ask yourself, that guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Caesar turned against the general: "You should worry about yourself first, what a shame if you can't be selected for the final 23-man list."

Schwab choked and coughed violently: "Shut your crow mouth!"

Caesar smiled at his panic-stricken eyes. Schwab finally went to Sweden in the last life, and he doesn't know what happened in this life.

After all, because of the birth of Caesar, maybe history has been changed.

"Rest well tonight, when training tomorrow morning, I don't want to see anyone without energy!"

After dinner in the evening, Hrubesch gave everyone orders in the dining room.

"There are also very few players, if you don't want to play, get out now, so as not to be driven away by me in time, and lose face."

Hrubesch looked at everyone when he said this, but everyone knew exactly who he was referring to.

Only Kevin Boateng sneered and said to Caesar: "Did you hear that, if you want to go, go, don't stay here."

Hrubesch growled, "I'm talking about you!"

Caesar burst out laughing, and soon he found that besides himself, only Khedira, Hummels and other slightly bigger players dared to express their schadenfreude. Everyone else shrank their necks, for fear of offending Kevin Boateng.

Hrubesch also noticed this point. Jerome Boateng is indeed skilled and physically explosive, but if he has interfered with the normal operation of the team, Hrubesch has no choice but to drive him away.

After all, the German team always puts the collective honor first, and no one can override the collective.

(End of this chapter)