big mouth ball king

Chapter 10 Unlucky No. 8

"Referee, it's true that he bit me, look at the teeth marks."

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "Yes, I can use magic to score goals, so this tooth mark must be because I cast magic on you."

puff.

"Stop messing around." The referee patted the two of them. Only then did the big man on the other side realize that he had been fooled. This guy has such deep tricks.

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There were still a few minutes left in the game, and the [-]-to-[-] score was very tasteless for the coaches of both sides, because Erfurt didn't think Cologne was a strong team, and Cologne didn't think the opponent was any great.

Tang Zhenglong tasted the sweetness.

"System, use the must-enter card for crossing the crotch in the restricted area."

"5 minute countdown."

For this skill, Tang Zhenglong is still looking forward to it, must he enter the crotch?
"By the way, are you wearing your opponent's crotch?"

"nonsense!"

At the end of the game, Cologne still showed a little advantage. They had better physical fitness and more attacks.

With a cross from the side, Tang Zhenglong took the ball and shot, the opponent's number 8, the midfielder fell to the ground.

"Damn, it's off."

This foot is not deflected to the left or right, but deflected upwards, hitting the seat of the abdominal groove.

"what!"

The other party rolled on the ground as if seriously injured.

This No. 8 is also unlucky. If he is on the shooting route, he will subconsciously protect him, but the problem is that he is not on the shooting route at all. He really doesn't know why the opponent wants to hit him.

Tang Zhenglong went over and patted No. 8 who fell to the ground and was treated by the team doctor.

"Sorry, my footwork is too bad."

"But I'm far away from the door, you shouldn't kick me at all."

Tang Zhenglong made an embarrassing expression, thinking: "I can't do anything about it, if you wear the crotch, you must enter, I must hit you underneath."

The game continued, Tang Zhenglong held up his right hand, "Brothers, give me the ball."

John laughed on the sidelines, this Tang Zhenglong worked hard for a monthly salary of 5000, his attitude was good, but his footwork was a bit bad.

His teammates were also moved by Tang Zhenglong, and they passed the ball to him one after another. In the penalty area, Tang Zhenglong got another chance to shoot.

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, only to see that No. 8 was the one closest to him.

After checking his eyes, No. 8's crotch tightened suddenly, and he ducked to the side of the goal to ensure that he would not interfere with Tang Zhenglong's shot.

But the next second...

"what!"

"I'm sorry."

"You must have done it on purpose, I have already avoided it."

Tang Zhenglong scratched his head, he found that it was not easy to kick the ball accurately under the crotch, it was even more difficult than shooting.

"System, have I been tricked by you?"

The system is silent.

At this time, the Erfurt players were discussing in private, is there any eccentricity in that No. 36, who specially kicks people in the abdominal groove.

But this is not a foul, the opponent player can only stretch out his hand to block the abdominal groove when facing Tang Zhenglong, to protect it.

Tang Zhenglong's face was dark, and he would be regarded as a pervert if he did this again, but he had no choice but to use the skill cards he earned even when he was kneeling.

At the 85th minute of the game, Tang Zhenglong won another shot in the penalty area. This time the unlucky No. 8 appeared in front of Tang Zhenglong again. He turned around immediately and pointed his butt at Tang Zhenglong.

At this time half of the goal is facing Tang Zhenglong.

"By the way, why do I have to use skill cards? I'll just draw this opportunity."

So Tang Zhenglong volleyed, and the ball flew into the net crisply.

dumbfounded.

Number 8 was dumbfounded.

Why didn't this guy kick me.

The goalkeeper yelled at No. 8, "What are you hiding from this ball?"

"I!"

"he……"

"Did you learn your youth training in Cambodia? The most taboo thing for defense in the penalty area is to turn around suddenly."

After Tang Zhenglong scored a goal, he slid and kneeled passionately in front of John. The excited head coach also slid and knelt. This goal should be a lore.

"Head, I request an advance payment of 5000 euros."

"impossible."

Black lines appeared on Tang Zhenglong's face.

"But I can give you 1000 yuan first from my own pocket."

"Thank you."

The game continued, John waved his hand, Cologne retreated across the board, 2 to 1 was enough, and now it was Cologne's turn to take the bus.

Tang Zhenglong's defensive attribute is 15, but this is normal. He is a striker, but in the era of total defense, the forward's role in defense is very important. A good midfielder is B2B (from the penalty area to the penalty area of ​​the opponent), and a good striker should also be B2B.

But at this time Tang Zhenglong was basically a rookie in defensive positioning, and was at a loss at all.

"It's so hard to defend."

At this time, the system suddenly said: "Defense is a skill, but when it comes to top-level defense, it is an art. Pre-positioning and prediction are all knowledge."

Tang Zhenglong nodded secretly.

If his skills are not good, then Tang Zhenglong will run more. He must fight for every ball, even if he has no chance, he can still oppress the players with the ball.

Milu said that attitude is everything, and John saw it all, and he thought to himself: "Maybe I ignored Don before."

In fact, people need opportunities. If John is allowed to coach the first team of Cologne, he doesn't think he will be inferior to others.

"Don, I will give you a chance and hope you can prove yourself."

At the last moment of the game, Erfurt made a desperate move and launched the last attack. After the wide player went down, there was no good crossing line. At this time, someone was beckoning in front of the penalty area, so he sent the ball to the penalty area in an inverted triangle.

The one who was about to shoot furiously at the ball was No. 8 who had been kicked by Tang Zhenglong several times. He turned all his anger into the motivation for this shot.

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong appeared in front of him, blocking the flight path of the ball with his chest, and then saw Tang Zhenglong clutching his lower body, rolling wildly on the ground, who didn't know it thought it was an advertisement for a drum washing machine.

People in 2005 were relatively simple, and the miracle of Neymar rolling was unheard of for most people.

No. 8 originally had a hint of happiness and hatred, but soon he realized that something was wrong, this guy was just pretending.

The referee was very satisfied with Tang Zhenglong's performance in the eighth grade of Chinese opera, and decisively gave No. 8 a red card.

"I didn't mean to."

"You are revenge."

After the opponent left the field, Tang Zhenglong stood up immediately and continued to defend. In the end, Cologne successfully won the opponent in the first game of the new season.

At the end of the game, Captain Mike Needle walked towards Tang Zhenglong, "Tang, how did you come up with those few times of rolling on the ground? It's so interesting."

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, showing a cool look.

"Beautiful goal, Don, thank you for leading us to a well-deserved victory."

Tang Zhenglong also smiled, Mike is not a bad guy, he just has a quick temper, as long as you can show your strength, this guy will convince you.

(End of this chapter)