Zhuo Yang's tacit approval of Rigbert Song on the court throughout the season and even encouraged, Uncle Jop Klopp looked at it. Although Zhuo Yang did a good job of rubbing the buttocks for Lao Song, in the opinion of Uncle Zha, it would be better if he did not rub the buttocks.

And Old Song privately visited Zhuo Yang, and got some kind of promise from Zhuo Yang, Uncle Zha also knew. It’s not a shameful thing, neither Zhuo Yang nor Lao Song thought of concealing anyone. To be honest, Uncle Zha has an opinion on Zhuo Yang's move. Because of the intervention of the team's tactical discipline, Zhuo Yang has clearly crossed the line. That can only be Klopp's own rights.

But Uncle Zha can't talk about Zhuo Yang because his captain's performance is so good. It is no exaggeration to say that Zhuo Yang has promoted Mady Fort from a relegation team to a champion contender on his own. In this case, it is very sensible to go wrong with Zhuo Yang. And how the head coach and the team's big-name players get along is also a university question. Uncle Zha is very careful in these aspects. He is very sure that Zhuo Yang must have privileges in the team.

So at the moment, Old Song lifted Zhuo Yang out, and Uncle Z was naturally furious. In his view, this was not just that Old Song attempted to use Zhuo Yang to suppress him, but it also obviously meant to instigate the relationship between him and Zhuo Yang. Uncle could not tolerate this.

"The promise that Zhuo Yang gave you, that represents him personally, does not represent the entire team, let alone represent my tactical arrangement. And, Rigbert, you have to remember, you should thank Zhuo Yang, Instead of pushing Zhuo Yang to the front to block the arrow for you, you can't use Zhuo Yang as an excuse to let Zhuo Yang pay for your mistakes." Uncle Zha's words pointed directly at the hearts of the people.

Uncle Jang said what he said was so unbearable, and Lao Song couldn’t hold it on his face: “Klopp, why do you bury people like this? Of course, what Zhuo Yang does is in my heart, I don’t need you to remind you. And you Zhuo Yang should also be thanked. Without his efforts on the court, you are not shit."

In this way, the conversation between two people changed from arguing to arguing, and from arguing to personal attack. In the shade in front of the blue building, the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger.

One is a young and vigorous star coach, and the other is a grumpy senior old rivers and lakes. Both of them can't help anyone. They scolded and scolded, and they could only grapple with anger.

"Rigbert, you **** immediately report to Laozi team B, the first team will no longer have your place." Uncle Jade pointed at Lao Song.

"I'm going to your mother, what do you count, and you are allotted to you and me? Dad, when I made my name on the rivers and lakes, you were a deflated boy, and you **** back to **** your main player in the second team." Lao Song poked his fingers almost into Uncle Jade's eyes.

"Okay, now you go to U19 for Lao Tzu. Go there and put your old qualifications on. You don’t have to think about coming back before the contract expires, and see how Lao Tzu scrapped you." Indeed, there are two more contracts in Lao Song For more than a year, I really want to spend enough time in U19, and the old Song will be scrapped. It is better to retire immediately.

"I'm **** your mother!" Lao Song pushed Uncle Zha on the porch stool across the stone.

Uncle Zha is such a friendly person. He accidentally smashed the cup in his hand, and the fat sea and wolfberry made Lao Song look all over him. Fortunately, the water was already warm. This is the Chinese health formula recommended by Zhuo Yang, especially for middle-aged people.

Then the two of them tore up, but they were not completely irrational yet, but they were entangled and pulled together, and they did not really fight.

Spring cleaning is taking place on the peninsula these days. Basically, all the staff are busy cleaning and filling in the dirty places in the woods or on the banks of the river, and there is no one in front of the blue building. If it were not relatively secluded here, Uncle Zha and Lao Song would not choose to show up here.

"I warn you to let me go..."

"Just don't let me go, try me..."

The two of them twisted their mouths at each other for a long time, and no one wanted to start first, and no one wanted to let go. At this moment, they were really going to pass by an impatience who could beat them, and maybe beat them up with anger.

There was no such thing as anxiety, and the first two old unscrupulous torturers were Freeman and Bertram, the two cleaners. They were carrying the dungeon rake and the big broom to the logistic warehouse in the blue building, but they suddenly found out The two great gods on the peninsula are going to fight.

The two uncles were terrified and quickly dropped the tools in their hands and pulled one by one. "Two, two lords, if you have something to say, don't fight..."

This is what people are like. Originally, the two people who weren't determined to fight were arguing with each other. If no one ignored them, after a while, they would feel bored by themselves. But if someone comes to pull it, it will be a bad thing, no one will come to Taiwan, there is no face if you do not do it.

The two cleaners have a great disparity in the internal status of the two great immortals. They dare not use deadlifts. They haven’t talked about the baskets yet. "Shooting Uncle Slap."

Start myself!

Two burly-looking men over thirty years old, with their fists swept away in a blink of an eye, the two cleaners couldn't even distinguish the figure, not to mention that they were pulled and accidentally suffered two blows.

Old Song is very capable of fighting, and Uncle Jake is not a good stubble. Old Song has great strength, Uncle Jade has a lot of troubles, Old Song King fists, Uncle Jake shrew.

"Brent, you continue to pull, I'll call people." Another inexplicable punch, the freeman of the chicken thief was afraid of being splattered with blood, and quickly withdrew out and ran to the team's training place.

"Captain Zhuo,, fight...fight...fight..."

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Zhuo Yang and a group of bees ran around and looked at the battlefield: I am a mother!

Uncle Zha danced a winged gilt manure rake, and the old Song unfolded a big broom with a golden tripod and Zaoyang. One looks like a dragon out of the water, and one just like a tiger goes down the mountain, the air around them seems to become thin.

Look at the other two. Uncle Zha’s glasses are long gone. The two dark circles like Panpan’s mother. The nose is crooked and the face is slanted. The face is either green or red~lightnovelpub.net~ Know how to bite it up.

Old Song is not much better, his face is scratched by Uncle Zha, the blood marks are horizontal and vertical, the sleeves of his clothes are torn off halfway, and the good Armani has become an old waistcoat. Still snot.

Uncle Brent, a cleaner, sat decadently on the ground, six or seven shoe marks on his work clothes.

"Stop it!" Zhuo Yang shouted!

Who cares about him! The two violent warriors are fighting hard, and the two soldiers' blades are falling into the ceiling. They really don't hear the things outside the window, and they only focus on the fairy frame.

What the **** is going on? If the sword, spear and halberd could still rush in and come empty-handed into the white blade, but these two peerless dragons and dragons flew, and accidentally was the disaster of **** light.

Looking around, there is a rotten mop of eight treasures standing on the door of the toilet on the first floor. Step forward, twist around and fly around, reaching out with a toe, then hold the handle in your hand.

Zhuo Yang sang loudly: "Well! Waiting for the rest to be rampant, come home, recruit-guy!!"