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Chapter 457 The Prince of Manchester City Appears

After the start of the second half, many Tottenham fans had left the stadium.

They come to see the team win, not to see the team get beaten.

If you have this time, you might as well go have a drink.

Tottenham's players are also in average condition, and they feel that the gap with Manchester City is getting wider and wider.

The personal abilities of Manchester City's midfielders and frontfield players seem to have become more powerful than last season.

From the start, Manchester City had the ball.

David Silva received the pass, observed it, and did not pass it back.

Instead, pass the ball to the left and find De Bruyne.

"In this attack, Manchester City led by three goals and did not slow down the pace and directly looked for offensive opportunities!

De Bruyne, Trippier can defend, Zhao!

Alderweireld... was simply shaken away?

This shot!

This...are you here to play football?

Alderweireld?

Are you here to be funny?

What about Wanyama? ?

You are the only midfielder!

Everyone has gone to the edge of the penalty area and cut inside for so long. How about you? Wanyama? ?

Why wasn't the shot blocked?

Why is the central defender directly facing the frontcourt players?

No breakthrough?

Just a midfielder?

Pochettino what are you doing?

Why?

Three goals were scored, why is there such a loophole in the defense? "

The Tottenham commentator couldn't understand.

He would spray whoever the camera was given to.

Is this a professional player?

Trippier symbolically blocked De Bruyne?

“Another one! Scored twice, scoring a goal is as easy as drinking water!

With a weekly salary of tens of thousands, everyone is a millionaire, and they just play like this on the court.

You can let me go!

Isn’t it just about letting people score goals?

There is no difference between me and you!

There is a slight difference. I only need a weekly salary of 10,000 yuan. I am cheap!

Mr. Pochettino, do you think I can do this? "

"I'm really convinced."

Zhao Yi stood on the field, clenching his fists and raising his arms vigorously.

He looked up at the stands with a smile on his face.

Manchester City players gathered around.

Most Tottenham fans were silent, while a few jumped up and cursed.

“Are you worthy of us??”

“Money back!!”

“Give us your money back!!”

"Silly Pochettino!!"

"Wanyama, you are a pig!!"

"Did your cerebellum shrink?"

"Who are you looking at??"

"Are you really guarding against Guardiola?? Huh???"

"You can't guard against Guardiola when he comes on, you pig!"

"Go eat shit!!"

The Manchester City fans who were present stood up and clapped and cheered.

Everyone shouted Zhao Yi's name excitedly.

Wanyama and Ali stand together.

Wanyama cocked his neck and pouted.

Ali lowered his head and kicked the grass.

"Zhen Nima... there is still a future star! There is also a British Emperor star!

Still 1.2 million!

What the hell is this!

The offense was intercepted and the defense couldn't get back into position.

You're not even as good as Super Zhao. "

The Tottenham blogger who was doing live broadcast on the Internet looked at Ali and started to sneer.

"Little Zhao Yi from Bailu Lane, who the hell named Ali?

You're such a dick.

waste!

If you can't even hold the ball, people can play with you any way they want!

You are a toy!

If you are still Xiao Zhao Yi, you will be Super Zhao’s toy!

What the hell...I want to report Super Zhao, this guy brought toys when he played football!

Damn, I brought two more, one Wanyama and the other Ali.

From now on, you two will change your surname to Zhao! "

"You intercepted a monster, and someone shot a shot. You were seven or eight meters away. Who did you intercept?

Zhao, who celebrated after you intercepted the goal?

Ah? ?

You are still the little Zhao Yi of Bailu Lane, you are the little chicken of Super Zhao, you are not as hard as the little chicken of others.

Damn, two disabled people are playing football. "

Pochettino hugged his shoulders and kept shaking his head.

At White Hart Lane, Tottenham have always been Manchester City's victims.

Since Zhao Yi arrived in Manchester City, White Hart Lane has become a point-giving boy.

Pochettino replaced Alli, who performed very poorly.

Enter Dale.

Form a double midfielder with Wanyama.

Hope the situation can be improved.

The game between the two sides continues.

“Ugh, vomit, vomit, look, look, look, what Wanyama is doing!

It’s over in one step!

Have you kicked out the psychological shadow?

Oh My God!

This is starting to pretend to be a professional player!

What the hell is this!

Lori!

He is the father of these people, you know, brother!

Without you, Tottenham would have scored eight goals today! ! "

Amid the roars of the commentator, Lori resisted. In the 70th minute of the game, he had already saved three shots from Zhao Yi and Aguero.

Tottenham's defense is in complete shambles.

The midfield was completely out of control.

Was kicked by Manchester City.

Without Ali, Tottenham's offense has stagnated.

Only Eriksen found Son Heung-min with a long pass.

Kompany and Kyle Walker can easily lock down Son Heung-min completely.

Sissoko also had no performance on the offensive end.

Pochettino's single defensive midfielder strategy obviously failed.

Even if Dell is replaced, Spurs, whose morale is already low, will find it difficult to organize an effective counterattack.

"Oh?? Guardiola made a substitution!

Phil Foden, who was only sixteen years old, got a chance to play!

He is the fourth youngest player to appear in the Premier League history.

Only 16 years and 143 days old!

A product of Manchester City's youth training, he has a good foundation and a bright future!

What he replaced was... Zhao Yi.

He and Zhao Yi are less than three years apart, but they feel like they are players from two eras.

Many Manchester City fans call Zhao Yi the King of Manchester City.

If Phil Foden can establish himself at Manchester City, he should become the crown prince of Manchester City.

But if the current momentum continues, if Zhao Yi chooses to stay in Manchester City, when the king retires, the prince will also be old!

When will the prince take the throne? "

Phil Foden stood on the sidelines, excited.

The little face was flushed, and the eyes were shining.

Zhao Yi came off the stage, and after high-fiving the two, they hugged.

Come on, kid.

Zhao Yi's encouragement was very helpful to Phil Foden.

Phil Foden who ran up the field was very positive and worked very hard.

Unfortunately, he is too young and is not good at physical confrontation, so it is difficult to adapt to the rhythm of the Premier League.

It still needs some time to grow.

"Guardiola has been replaced as a minor, which makes him look down on Tottenham.

Wanyama, if you can't even guard your children, well, that's okay, you can.

Interception monster, please change your name in the future, underage killer.

You can also prevent a child! "

“When this child becomes an adult, you probably won’t be able to guard against him.

You have to express yourself well now!

He also points to this game to increase his worth!

Otherwise, how can we sign a big contract? "

"Look... I said he can only guard against minors, right?"

After Silva broke through with the ball, Wanyama was left behind again, and then he made a direct pass and Sterling scored with a blast!

Tottenham is completely hot, and the thorns have been pulled out cleanly.

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