In an instant, Lee Carsley understood that this was another prank by the bastard Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, I'll kill you!!"

"Hurry up and hold him down."

"Tang, this matter is not over yet."

Lee Carsley was so scared that he pissed himself. It would scare people to death.

the next day.

Finch Farm Training Base.

Tang Zhenglong was pulled out by Moyes and stood alone.

"Yesterday someone played a silly prank at the club, which greatly disrupted the players' lives. As the head coach, I cannot ignore such things."

Everyone snickered in their hearts.

"Tang Zhenglong, you also have today!"

Moyes glanced at Tang Zhenglong.

"He has already written a letter of apology."

Moyes waved his hand, and Tang Zhenglong came over, unfolded a page, and started reading.

"I deeply regret my behavior. I promise not to tease my teammates again in the future, otherwise I will pay back ten times."

"I also want to apologize to Li, who I teased twice. I'm sorry."

Everyone made a puffing sound.

It's wrong to tease people, but I can't help but laugh when I think of Lee Carsley's behavior yesterday.

"Li, please accept my apology."

Lee Carsley held his head high.

"I do not accept."

"Well, since Li does not accept Tang Zhenglong's apology, then we will proceed with the punishment session."

"Punishment part?"

Tang Zhenglong's whole body was in poor condition.

"Well...I suddenly feel sick to my stomach. I want to take a day off."

The teammates formed a circle, with Tang Zhenglong in the middle.

"Don't even think about running away, bastard!"

"No, I really feel sick to my stomach."

"You just don't feel well today, and we don't care."

Tang Zhenglong showed a pitiful and harmless expression.

"Stop pretending, we know you are the best actor."

"I am a stranger."

"Pooh!!"

Everyone took Tang Zhenglong to the lounge.

The first round of punishment - eating.

There are three things on the table, namely abnormal chili powder, edible shaving foam, and stinky tofu.

Tang Zhenglong was overjoyed when he saw it.

For foreigners, smelling stinky tofu makes them want to vomit, but I am Chinese.

"Is it my choice?"

"No, designated by victim Lee Carsley."

Tang Zhenglong had a pleading expression on his face.

"Don't eat stinky tofu. If you eat this stuff, no girl will be willing to kiss me in the future."

Lee Carsley chuckled.

"Okay, I've decided, it's stinky tofu."

"Oh my god!! Kill me."

"Eat, or we can stuff it in for you."

"You are so cruel!!"

"Cut the nonsense."

Tang Zhenglong picked up a piece of stinky tofu with his fork and put it into his mouth with an expression of great disgust.

My teammates looked disgusted.

"Have we gone too far?"

"can you?"

Tang Zhenglong ate another piece, and then another piece, until he had finished five pieces of stinky tofu.

"I'm being devastated!! Woohoo."

Just when Tang Zhenglong was about to muddle through, someone interrupted: "I remember stinky tofu comes from Asia."

"Seems to be."

"so……"

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

After everyone checked, it turned out that stinky tofu comes from China and is a delicacy.

"Fortunately, there are sensible people in the team. Tang Zhenglong was almost fooled."

"Hey, I'm Chinese, but I haven't eaten stinky tofu since I was a child."

"Really? You swear."

"I swear."

Someone reminded: "What's the use of this guy Tang Zhenglong swearing?"

"Too!!"

Tang Zhenglong was unhappy. This was discrimination.

"I protest because this is discrimination against me."

"Protests are ineffective."

At this time, the lounge was quiet for a while. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, as if a conspiracy was brewing.

"Otherwise, I think it will be the ultimate punishment."

"All right."

Everyone agreed.

"I object."

"You have no right to object, you bad guy."

Tang Zhenglong was also curious about what the ultimate punishment was, until someone brought women's clothes.

"Don, your ultimate punishment is to put on women's clothing and perform a flamenco dance for us."

Duang.

Tang Zhenglong was stunned.

Wearing women’s clothes? And dancing?

"You might as well just kill me."

"It's not that cheap."

"Are you going to put it on yourself, or should we send someone to put it on for you?"

"Help me put it on?"

Tang Zhenglong suddenly felt tense all over, as if he had just picked up a lot of soap.

"I'll wear it myself, but I won't take pictures."

Tang Zhenglong looked at Moyes.

"Don't worry, we won't take pictures."

Five minutes later, Tang Zhenglong came back, and everyone was already half laughing.
To be continued...