King Bayern

Chapter 118 The main force is injured

Although Lehmann and Bayer were upset, they quickly stood up and gave up their seats. They grew up watching Jeremiah play football. This guy, like Effenberg, is a villain butcher on the court. It is no exaggeration to say that on the court People who were crippled by Jeremiah can form a complete football team.

Jeremes raised his legs and looked at everyone, as if he was the boss here now.

"Everyone is watching what I do, what should I do."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, "It's gone, it's gone."

Jeremes hooked his hands at Chen Mu, "Come here."

"Me!" Chen Mu pointed to himself.

Jeremes motioned Chen Mu to sit down, "Now that I'm here, should you give up No. 10?"

"Hehe, you think beautifully."

"Fuck, how do you talk?"

Chen Mu patted Jeremys, "If you do this again, I will ask Sfante to beat you up."

As soon as Effenberg was mentioned, Jeremys instantly felt like a deflated ball, "Forget it, I asked Benjamin to give up No. 11."

Chen Mu smiled and said, "Isn't your original No. 16 jersey pretty good?"

Jeremes pursed his lips and shook his head, "Don't you think I should be the boss in 1860? How can such an ordinary number as 16 reflect my status as the boss."

"Hehe, Jens, you're still the same."

"Do you think my age will change?"

"By the way, why would you want to come to 1860."

"It's the same as you, I want to change the environment."

Chen Mu smiled and stopped talking nonsense with Jeremes.

Soon, the Munich 1860 official announced the news of Jerry Mays joining. He will sign with the team for two years, with the same annual salary as Lauter, wearing the No. 16 jersey.

The first match of the second half of the season against Unterhaching, this is the beginning of the second half of the season. Although 1860 is now number one in the league, the lead is not large. As long as two games are neglected, Cologne may catch up.

During training, Jeremiah has already put on the vest that symbolizes the starting lineup. His teammates know that Jeremiah will be the absolute main force in the second half of the schedule.

Jeremys hugged Bayer, "Boy, your defense is too good."

"Which one?"

"That's right."

Bayer scratched his head, "Jens, can you speak straight?"

"Okay, let me tell you straight, are you a bitch!"

As soon as these words came out, Baier's face changed suddenly. It was the first time someone called him a bitch. This was probably the greatest insult to a man.

"You told me to say it straight."

Baier suppressed the anger in his heart, "Jens, what do you mean!"

Jeremys pointed to Lauter, "The way you defended Benjamin just now was as gentle as a little girl. Do you also play like this on the court?"

"Jens, I'm sorry, let me just say it, are you stupid?"

Jeremys was not angry, but happy instead, Bayer couldn't laugh, "Everyone is like you, how many red cards will you get in that season?"

Jeremys put his hands on his hips, "Really? Then how did I help Bayern win the Champions League?"

As soon as these words came out, Bayer softened, it was like the feeling of a scumbag facing a top student, a natural dwarf.

"Daniel, remember, we Germans are not pussies. On the court, we want to make the opponent tremble, you know?"

Baier nodded.

"Do you know Keene?"

"know."

"That's what I warned him back then. He is a bitch just like you."

I don't know why, although Bayer knew that Jeremes was talking nonsense, but his strong aura made Bayer speechless.

"Okay, keep training, remember what I said."

far away.

Balakoff turned his head to Hassler and said, "Why did you poach that guy? I think you are asking for trouble."

Hasler smiled slightly. He knew that Balakov had a prejudice against Bayern. They were the ball tyrants such as Jeremys and Effenberg.

"I remember that Jens also kicked you before you retired."

Balakoff's face darkened, "I don't mean that, I just think that guy will lead bad players."

"In fact, from another point of view, Jens actually represents a kind of German football spirit, and the characteristic of German football is the will of steel."

Balakov lowered his head and said nothing.

"Bitch, I'm not a sissy," Jeremiah's words kept coming back to Bayer's mind, "I'm not."

"Daniel, have you lost your mind again?" Hasler roared.

Bayer ran over to defend Lauter, and Lauter completed a dribble. He was originally in training, and Bayer should have let it go in this situation. After all, he can't shovel his teammates.

But Bayer suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something, and shoveled on Lauter's calf. After a scream, Lauter fell to the ground clutching his leg.

Bayer was stunned, he knew he had caused trouble, "Benjamin, I didn't mean to."

The teammates also felt that Bayer's actions were too much, "Daniel, what are you doing?"

"I did not do it on purpose."

The team doctor ran over, and after a simple diagnosis, the team doctor said to Hasler: "We need an MRI."

Hassler really wanted to pick up Bayer and beat him up, but seeing Bayer's frightened look, Hassler didn't do that either.

Soon, the team doctor's diagnosis came out. Lauter had a fractured calf and had to rest for at least two months. Hasler's head buzzed, "What should I do?"

The league will restart in a few days. Where can I find a cheap and easy-to-use striker like Lauter?But a team without a striker is like an arrow without arrow clusters, it has no fighting power.

In Wildmoser's office.

Hassler rubbed his hands.

"How did this happen? You can be seriously injured during training?"

"I don't know either, but you also know about football."

"What should I do?"

"I want to buy another player before the transfer window is completely closed."

Wildmoser was a little unhappy, but he still motioned for Hassler to continue, "Your goal?"

"Mintar."

"Mr. Footballer of Slovakia?"

"Correct."

Wildmoser knew that this was unreliable. He was the main striker of the Bundesliga Nuremberg team, so why did he come to 1860?

Wildmoser turned on the phone, logged into the transfer market officer, and checked Mintal's worth.

500 euros is not expensive, but the problem is that 1860 is not attractive to him, "Thomas, let me be honest, if you were Mintal, would you choose to play in the Bundesliga in Nuremberg, or would you come to 1860?"

"I will come to 1860."

"cut."

Wildmoser didn't believe Hassler's words, but Hassler's expression was determined, "I have my reasons, do you want to hear it?"

"Okay, then you can treat me as Mintar now, try it out, and convince me."