"Zhuo Yang, isn't you too shameless to play like this?" Keelung Dale fought with Zhuo Yang under his feet, and he was not idle.

Dale is a very well-known player among English players, and is very comprehensive, and is proficient in technical speed, offense and defense. How can he be ordinary with Beckham guarding the national team's wings on the left and right? Compared to him, he is better than him.

Lee Bowyer, who was injured by Zhongyong at the age of two, could not be said to be "once every thirty years", but he could barely get it once every thirty years.

Dale has a relatively flexible positioning position and often switches with Jenas, Robert, and even Bart. When he swam to the middle, he can occasionally face Zhuo Yang.

"Big Kiel, do you think I'm willing? Everyone is shameless. I probably won't dare to come to St. James again in the future." Dale swung left and right, and Zhuo Yang also swung left and right. "It's all us yet.

That coach, you really dare to play, do you bite him?"

Seeing that Zhuo Yang had no chance to break through, Dale saw that Boye was nearby and no one was guarding him. He subconsciously wanted to give the ball to him, but he happened to hear Boye greeting: "Big Kiel, give me the ball."

Dale hesitated for a moment. During the half-time break, Bower's racial verbal attack made him very upset, but because he was a friend, Dale didn't say much. On the contrary, Dale felt that Zhuo Yang gave him face, but he would have to do it anyway.

If it were Deal himself, he would definitely beat someone up in that case.

Zhuo Yang didn't take action. Dell thought it was for his own sake, because he knew that Zhuo Yang was a very capable man. In the player channel, if he really wanted to beat him, he would beat him up. It was not a big deal.

Dale didn't pass the ball to Baoye in front of Zhuo Yang. He was a little angry and didn't want Zhuo Yang to disappoint him. After all, Baoye scolded Zhuo Yang.

After hesitation, he subconsciously pulled the ball across the board, but encountered Hamsik's guard who rushed up. One-and-second-generation pair failed to fall and threw the ball away. Bower was very angry. He was so good.

Opportunity: A flat horse in front of you can use the fast speed and rough technology when you receive the ball. You can also chase the wind for seven or eight meters.

"Big Kiel, why don't you pass the ball to me?" Before chasing Hamsik, he first asked Dell, because Madibor was walking.

Dale didn't answer Bawyer, but raised his hand to signal: I'm mine. Bawyer was a little reluctant: "I'll ask why you didn't pass it to me? Answer me."

Dale was a little annoyed: Why didn't I pass it to you? Didn't you think about it? I ignored Baoye and ran over to accompany Zhuo Yang for a walk. This made Baoye angry because Dai

In front of him, I always have explanations, every matter has its own consequences, and everything has its responses, and there has never been any such thing as today.

The characteristic of Dale is actually called - reliable! Especially for friends, Dale is very particular about doing things. In the eyes of people like Zhuo Yang, Dale is naturally worthy of being a friend, but in the eyes of the narrow-minded and ignorant Bower, Dale

I was more of a kind of obedience as a matter of course. In other words, Dell's reliability spoiled Bowy, who could not understand the word "reliability".

The offense and defense rhythm on the court is surprisingly slow, and they are already a little listless. Madibor's walking tactics are not aimed at winning. If you can win this way, modern football is not a thing. Uncle Zha adopts

The purpose of this weird tactic is not to win. He wants his young people to feel how to use rhythm to suppress the rhythm. This is an excellent learning opportunity.

After understanding the importance of rhythm to tactics, this is more important than a victory. As for the victory or defeat, isn’t there a second round?

Do you think Uncle Zha is really shameless?

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Another round of offense and defense conversion, Dell fought with Zhuo Yang again, and the two of them were still fighting and chatting. Because they were friends, no one was clean, let alone black feet or something.

In the informal selection, Dale ranked third in the Premier League, which is actually a big prejudice to him. Dale's delicate style of play is not lacking in toughness at all, and he dares to be bayonet with anyone. But he is basically

The emperor has never taken the initiative to cause trouble, but anyone who seeks trouble will never be timid. You will definitely have good fruits to eat.

Dale's notoriety mainly comes from his "dirty" impression off the court, and the Minions stinked the streets. But when it comes to violence and dirty on the court, at least he is far worse than Alan Smith.

Still can't pass Zhuo Yang, and Dell also knew that Zhuo Yang had basically no chance. He just stuck to the ball and waited for his teammates to run. As he stuck to the stick, Zhuo Yang pinched all the angle of his forward pass, the only gap

, only Bowyer, not far behind him.

"Big Kiel, give me the ball!" Bowyer's tone was a little rushing.

Just like what he thought, Del gave him an eggplant and forced a long pass. In the middle of the way, Jirkov headed the ball and then passed it back to the Lion King Lao Song.

Dale ran away, and Bowy was still muttering: "Damn it, can you fucking play football?" Dale couldn't hear it, Zhuo Yang happened to pass by, and he could hear it clearly.

"Can you catch it under your three-legged cat? Idiot!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Bowyer was furious.

"No one who is shameless will pass the ball to you, and you can't afford to lose that person." Zhuo Yang was not angry at all.

"Damn it, you damn Chinese, say one more thing!"

"Idiot..." Zhuo Yang walked away in a scattered walk.

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This time it was Bower's turn to drive the ball forward. Zhuo Yang gestured to the left back who was preparing to block it: Go back and leave it to me.

Bowyer's breakthrough mainly depends on speed and impact, and his cross is also very accurate, but it is not something he can do with extraordinary skills. Seeing Zhuo Yangka at his step, it is inevitable that he will not slow down.

To collide together. Of course, you are not afraid of colliding with Bowyer, but what should you do if you are football?

There was no choice but to hold back and forth and wait for the reception.

"Look at your legs that are harder than wooden sticks, and you're even more slapped in your balls? Is it embarrassing to throw them away!" He didn't take much energy to defend, and Zhuo Yang was not idle. "Hurry up and kicked others, don't make things difficult for yourself."

Bowyer did not retaliate. It was not that he abandoned evil and did good, but that he had to focus 100% on his mind if he wanted to protect the ball, and he would not be distracted at all.

"Lee, give me the ball back!" Dell greeted behind him.

"Yes, hurry up and give Big Kiel, he is much better than you, hurry up, don't be embarrassed." Zhuo Yang added fuel to the fire.

"Li, hurry up. If you can't pass Zhuo Yang, I can't pass him." Dale urged again.

In this case, it would be strange if Bowyer could give him. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. As a result, Zhuo Yang still made a bump and hook, so the football no longer belonged to him.

"Why didn't you pass it to me earlier? Is it interesting to stick to the ball? It's too late..." Dell complained and hurried to run.

Zhuo Yangke didn't run away. He was trying to tease Baoye's fire, so he took the ball and took a walk not far from the "Bao Er villain".
Chapter completed!