I am Vardy

"The fans of Portsmouth are so cowardly, why didn't you kill this scourge on the spot!"

On the third day after the game, the team regrouped, a few animals gathered around, and joked with Vardy with a smirk.

Vardy pretended to be wronged and said: "I am cheering you on with my life, okay, you are still saying such sarcastic remarks!"

"You still know that your life is in danger. I really don't know whether to praise you for being brave or call you an idiot. Even if you want to cheer, you still have to sit with our fans, swaggering like you in the home fan area Cheer for the visiting team, you are really lucky that you were not killed!" Carsley rolled his eyes.

Vardy smiled, but in fact he was also afraid!

If it wasn't for his fast running, he might have been caught and beaten up by the Portsmouth fans, and he would have no way to get justice by then.

"By the way, Liz will come to the training ground to take photos later. This is my goddess. How do you say I should show my masculine side?"

Gravesen rarely looked coy.

Osman pouted, and left without looking back. Obviously, he was disgusted by Gravesen, and he didn't like Liz either.

"With your big bald head alone, you are already too sunny!" Vardy didn't mind hitting Gravesen at all.

Carsley nodded approvingly, and then touched the bald head on his head, thinking that he probably had no chance.

Gravesen's melancholy look really didn't match his personality.

Vardy slandered from the bottom of his heart, you should go to be a pirate, picking up girls is really not suitable for you!

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed from the bottom of my heart, Vardy was shocked, and the expression on his face became exciting.

Last time they seemed to say that this Liz is Everton's football baby, right?

Could it be that the football baby that the system task refers to is Liz?

Scratching his head involuntarily, Vardy was a little overwhelmed.

"By the way, this Liz is beautiful?" Vardy asked Gravesen tentatively.

Gravesen looked at Vardy with an unbelievable look.

"You don't even know the Atomic Girl Cats?"

Vardy nodded silently, should he know?

Gravesen looked defeated by Vardy, "This is the hottest girl group in Britain, just like the former Spice Girls!"

"Oh, that's it!" Vardy made a look of sudden realization, and Gravesen breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I really don't know!" Vardy's expression was very innocent and simple!

Gravesen couldn't help vomiting three liters of blood, staggering to the point of collapse.

"Although Liz McLaren is not the most beautiful among the Atomic Girls, she is the most temperamental one. She feels like the sister next door, so she is very popular!" Gravesen finally said to Val Di introduced the new Everton football baby.

Vardy patted his chest, finally relieved.

Because of aesthetic problems, he sometimes feels that the beauties in the eyes of European and American men may not meet his own aesthetic standards. If this football baby is really crooked, with a hot body next to him, he is really afraid that he will not be able to do it. .

But since Gravesen said that she has a good temperament, there is no problem, at least the temperament is common.

Next, Vardy should think about taking this Liz down in this way.

"Uh, Thomas, do you really want to pick her up?" Vardy asked tentatively. If Gravesen is really interested in Liz, he really won't be able to win her love.

After hearing Vardy's question, Gravesen's expression darkened and he sighed.

"You know it's impossible, but you still ask, do you think she likes me with a big bald head?"

Vardy feels a little relieved, since you have self-knowledge!

"Hey,

Do you think I have a chance? "Valdy glanced around quickly, then asked in a low voice.

Gravesen's eyes widened, as if he saw something incredible.

"You also have thoughts about Liz?"

Vardy smiled and nodded embarrassedly.

Gravesen looked at Vardy as if he were looking at a hooligan.

"You don't even know who Liz is, but you have thoughts about her? You are too scumbag!"

Vardy explained: "I like women with temperament. Didn't you say that she has temperament? Anyway, if you don't plan to act, why not help me!"

The Vikings felt that they should refresh their understanding of Vardy, this guy is simply too shameless!

He actually expressed his malicious intentions in such a high-sounding manner.

The two were whispering to each other when Carsley suddenly appeared from the side and asked excitedly, "What, do you want to pick Liz?"

Vardy wonders if this guy has a good ear!

"I want you to take care of it!" said angrily, and wanted to push Carsley away after speaking.

"It's not easy for you to pick her up. After the photo shoot, we invite her to the nightclub, have a good time, and then pour a drink, dry wood and fire, and we can get together naturally. By the way, you can also use the last time The promised treats have been invited in one package! It’s the best of both worlds!”

Vardy is speechless, I think your focus is on the next sentence!

But what Carsley said made sense, as long as he could ask her out, maybe there was a chance, it was better than worrying about it here!

Osman also suddenly appeared at this time, "I heard you have a treat tonight?"

I wish I could kick him away, why are these bastards so shameless!

"It's no problem if you want me to treat you, but you have to help me find a way to get rid of Liz, our football baby!" Vardy gritted his teeth.

These animals are all prodigal sons, and their experience is not comparable to that of a beginner like myself.

But after a few minutes, Vardy felt as if he had been entrusted to someone...

"I know there is a medicine that even a chaste and strong woman can turn into a lustful woman after taking it! But you may not even be able to settle down with your small body!"

"Then make the measurement smaller, and you will definitely like the feeling of saying yes!"

"Don't be so troublesome, just go straight to the overlord. Women are like that, and they will be obedient to you after everything is over, and nothing will happen!"

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Hao Xuan didn't recite it in one breath, did these bastards always hang out in the night market like this before?

Forget it, Vardy felt that these bastards might not be able to count on them, and they had to rely on themselves in the end.

He wants to win this football baby at all costs, and it is very likely that a random characteristic will make him awesome.

So, how to act?