"Kid, I promise to give you a jersey. Don't listen to that brother's nonsense anymore, okay?" Pentlich begged.

He didn't want to lose his grace in front of the children, after all, the camera was filming.

"Brother, I didn't mean it. I really don't know your name. Your name is not in German and it's very difficult to pronounce."

"Yes, his name is Vucinich."

"..."

Pantlich looked over and saw that Tang Zhenglong was smiling and patting the caddy on the head. This was a standard move that deserved a beating.

Pentledge raised his hands and said, "Okay, I give up. You can call me whatever you like."

"Tang Zhenglong, you are waiting on the court."

"Damn, you still dare to shovel me?"

"I don't dare, but my teammates do."

This time Chi Guoguo warned, Tang Zhenglong was unhappy.

After the game started, Tang Zhenglong was indeed entangled, and he turned to Brazilian strongman Gilbert.

Gilbert, who carries the number 6, is not only Hertha Berlin's defensive midfielder, but also the Brazilian international. He has excellent interception ability in the midfield. In this game, the head coach arranged for him to mark Tang Zhenglong.

South American players are different from German players. South American defensive players make a lot of small defensive moves, which is commonly known as playing dirty.

Gilbert didn't hold back when he charged at Tang Zhenglong. He deliberately pushed or bumped him, which could easily injure his opponent.

Tang Zhenglong was unhappy and said casually, "Xiao Hei, your actions are so dirty."

Xiaohei?

Tang Zhenglong did not mean it. He usually called his black friends this way, but Gilbert was not happy and immediately grabbed Tang Zhenglong's neck, "What did you say? Try saying it again."

"You are crazy."

The referee ran over and said, "What happened?"

"He's a madman."

"He called me Xiaohei."

"Xiao Hei?"

Tang Zhenglong realized that shouting like this is not allowed in Germany.

"No, I didn't."

"Haha, you are a coward. You dare to say it but dare not admit it."

This Tang Zhenglong really cannot admit it, otherwise it will be at least a yellow card, because the referee's skin is also a bit dark, and he seems to be an immigrant.

"Referee, this guy was very bad when he was in the Brazilian team. Don't believe him."

Gilbert's reputation is quite big, and many people have been kicked out by him, so the referee really doesn't fully trust him.

"Don't cause trouble for me."

As soon as the referee turned around, Gilbert pushed Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong was so angry, but the referee just said, don't cause trouble.

"You wait, Brazilian bastard."

During the set kick, Pantlich swam over and said, "Hey, Don, how is Gilbert's power?"

"You must be the one causing trouble behind my back."

"We usually have a good relationship."

"So you like black people." Tang Zhenglong looked at Pantlich with a look of disgust.

"Even if you disgust me, I won't beat you because someone else will do it for you."

In modern football, players are getting smarter and smarter, and they have to find someone to take revenge on their behalf. For example, if a forward directly conflicts with a forward, then a red card is certain, but if a defensive midfielder conflicts with a forward, then it seems to be "normal".

"I was defending and accidentally kicked you. I'm sorry."

Many times when these weird reasons happen to the midfielder, they don't seem so weird anymore.

Tang Zhenglong patted Pantlich on the shoulder and said, "Kid, after the game I will let you know how to write regret in German."

"You can?"

In fact, Tang Zhenglong couldn't write either.

"certainly."

*****

Another impact, another small move. Gilbert deliberately pressed Tang Zhenglong's knee. This was a small move, but it was very dangerous. The knee is the most vulnerable part of a professional player, and cruciate ligament injury is a player's nightmare.

"System, I have to buy criminal moves. I will buy as many loudmouths as I want. I can't bear it anymore."

"Master, a criminal attack is useless against this guy."

"Why?"

"Criminal dribbling requires the defensive player's flexibility to be below 70, and this guy is 80."

"Is there such an attribute?"

"This is a subdivided attribute, and this system has the final right of interpretation."

dislike!

What Tang Zhenglong dislikes the most is the right of final interpretation.

"What about stopping time for 10 seconds?"

"That one is for after the game."

Tang Zhenglong was unhappy, "What should I do? Are you just going to watch me being bullied by him? Ah, ah, I won't do it, I won't do it, I won't do it."

"Master, you are from Hollywood after all, how come you have become a Qiong Yao actor?"

"I used to like watching My Fair Princess."

"I see."

"By the way, this might be able to help you."

"What?"

The system calls up a skill card for instant transfer, indicating that it can only be used three times, and can transfer the pain from one's own body to others.

"What's the use of this thing?"

"Master, think about it, if when Gilbert shovels you, it hurts someone else, wouldn't it be interesting?"

Tang Zhenglong glanced at Pantlich and instantly understood what the system meant.

"Hahaha, system, you are such a thief."

"Hahaha."

"exchange."

*****

Tang Zhenglong received the pass and deliberately dribbled the ball slowly.

Gilbert was dumbfounded. Is this a lack of shovel?

The sticky ball is the most in need of shoveling, especially in the midfield. It is the most indebted, the king of all indebtedness. The expression on Tang Zhenglong's face is like saying, come and shovel me, come on.

Gilbert has been playing football for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has seen someone so indebted.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Gilbert made a frontal tackle and kicked the ball, which also hit Tang Zhenglong's patella.

Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground and rolled.

The Cologne players were angry. Schultz and Matip surrounded Gilbert, "Are you trying to destroy our players?"

"He was too slow. Can you blame me? Besides, I tackled the ball first."

Matip said angrily: "This is a matter of professional ethics, your actions are fatal."

Gilbert also felt a little guilty, this move was indeed too big.

The referee warned Gilbert and gave him a yellow card.

"Don, how are you?"

"It hurts."

"It hurts so much." Not far away, someone was rolling on the ground and letting out a heart-rending roar, but Tang Zhenglong was pretending, and he was real.

Defender Simnic ran over and looked at Pantlic, "What's wrong with you? Are you cramping?"

"No, I don't know what happened. It felt like I was shoveled suddenly."

"..."

"What do you mean? What the hell?" Simnic chuckled.

But Pantlic's expression was so painful that his teammates could only call the team doctor to treat him.

"It's weird, it feels like someone kicked the patella."

It was said unintentionally, but the listener had intention. Pantelich remembered that the pain he felt appeared to be the moment when Tang Zhenglong was shoveled by Gilbert.
Chapter completed!