The five bald heads and tattoos on the outside made the team unable to concentrate in training, which made Moyes very angry in the end.

But tattoos are the player's own private life, and as the head coach, he can't control it at all.

After the training, in order to avoid revealing the stuff, Valdy did not take a bath at the training base at all, and went home to rest on the pretext of being unwell.

The first thing I did when I got home was to take a shower and change my clothes. If nothing unexpected happened, the stickers on my head were washed off by him.

So the next morning, Vardy posted another picture, and he was very proud of his wise move.

The same routine as yesterday, Vardy took off her hat when she arrived in the locker room.

"Jamie, how are you in good health? The relationship between you five is so good, even the physical discomfort is together!"

Captain Will asked Valdy with concern.

What?

The four animals went home without taking a shower?

OK, this is a coincidence!

"It's okay to rest for a night!" Vardy replied with a smile. Although the old captain Will is no longer the main player, he is still the leader in the locker room. It is said that he will retire at the end of this season, but he will stay in the team as an assistant coach.

"Hey, Jamie, why do I think the tattoo on your head is different from yesterday?"

After observing on the training ground for a long time, Casley asked Valdi in confusion.

Vardy was very guilty and had a forced smile.

"Where is it? How can tattoos change? You must be dazzled. It is recommended that you watch less adult programs!"

At the same time, Vardy was also thinking about whether he had revealed his strength!

I bought stickers of the same style. According to the principle, there shouldn't be any problems. It must be Casley, who is joking with me.

Well, that's it!

"Stop talking about Jamie, I see that the tattoo on your head seems to be different from yesterday!" Graveson pointed at Casley.

At this moment, Casley seemed to be a cat with a trampled tail and jumped straight away.

"Don't talk nonsense. My tattoo is for the best tattoo artist to tattoo it, and there will definitely be no problems!"

Several people looked at Casley with suspicious eyes. Is this guy's reaction a little too big?

There must be a problem!

Slowly surrounding him, everyone's expressions were bad, and he looked like you would kill you if you didn't tell the truth. Casley's face turned blue.

"This...this...this...this suddenly I remembered that there was a restaurant that tasted good. How about I treat it tonight?" Casley laughed with her, full of compliment.

But it's too late to say anything now, so how could a few animals be spared easily?

Several people pressed him to the ground, and Cahill rubbed Casley's head with his thumb.

With Casley's scream, the tattoo on his head was rubbed off.

"My grass! Are you a sticker?"

Looking at the remaining things on his thumb, Cahill screamed.

While the few people were stunned, Casley seized the opportunity to resist and escape, and struggled hard.

But several animals suppressed him, and his breakthrough ended in failure. The only result was that he also pulled something off Gravesen's head, and then the tattoo on Gravesen's head was also destroyed.

"This...this..., I'm just a rendering. The tattoo artist asked me to see how the effect is. If the effect is good, follow this pattern!" Graveson knew that he was exposed and explained timidly.

Vardy knelt down to the big guys, and it turned out that he was not the only one who thought of using stickers.

"Are you so worthy of me? You're so unfaithful and will never play with you again!" Cahill said indignantly.

But before he could turn around and leave, Osman had already grabbed him quickly and then scratched his head.

"What else do you have to explain?" Ottoman pointed at Cahill's nose in a muffled voice.

Looking at the stickers in Ottoman's hand, Cahill was a little speechless. Who told this guy to put stickers on his head to fool people!

At this time, there was no need to hide it. Vardy rubbed the mark on his head hard, destroying the sticker pattern for everyone to show it.

"Okay, don't pretend, aren't everyone the same? Don't blame anyone else!"

Several people laughed and leaned forward and backward.

It's so tacit understanding that even a ghost idea can come up with it.

But Ottoman was the only one who had a dark face.

"Okay, don't pretend there, you think you pretend very much!" Graveson said carelessly when he saw Ottoman's strangeness.

"You bastards, I'm going to fight with you! I actually fool people with stickers!" Ottoman was angry and rushed over and wanted to deal with the other people.

But he was alone and was pushed to the bottom after a little powerless struggle.

"I'm still acting, I'm saying stop making trouble and I have to be cleaned up before enjoying it, right?" As he said that, Vardy went to depress the sticker on Ottoman's head.

Huh?

Why can't you deduct it?

"The tattoo on my head is real!" Ottoman, who was at the bottom, blushed and roared angrily!

In an instant, all four people above jumped up, looking at Ottoman's expression full of horror!

Damn, you actually tattooed on your head!

I really kneel down for you!

"Brother, you're a bit big, obviously everyone is just kidding, why are you stupid enough to get tattooed on it?" Graveson said carefully.

Speaking of this, Ottoman was even more angry and spitting everywhere, "Who knows you are joking? He said so confidently at that time, and he didn't say it was fake. The most important thing is that you didn't tell me, I was just stupid!"

At this time, Ottoman really dared not mess with him. The four of them laughed and admitted their mistakes, but they failed to calm Ottoman down.

However, looking at the spotted tiger on his head, Vardy couldn't help laughing. This guy was too real and too pitiful!

"How about the three young models?" Graveson said to Ottoman, who was still angry, as this was also a heavy bleeding.

"Not enough, three at a time, three times in total. This matter is over, otherwise I will never end with you!" Ottoman opened his eyes angrily, looking very scary.

"Okay, okay, no problem, as long as you can bear it!" He quickly agreed to Ottoman's conditions, otherwise Ottoman might be able to fight them.

So the next day, only one of the five bald tattoos left was left with a tattoo on his head, while the other four bald heads were bare and nothing.

The other teammates on the training ground were amazed. Can tattoos be removed so easily?
Chapter completed!