big mouth ball king

Chapter 174 I Can't Tell It's The Ball Or The Head
Mission: Make Bruce unforgettable to you forever.

Reward: 300 mouth points.

Punishment: one bad luck red card.

"Lifetime?"

"System, what is the... standard? Does it count if you spit on him?"

"Master, there is an unforgettable value, and the task will be completed when it reaches 100."

"Is it worth remembering?"

Tang Zhenglong was convinced.

Seeing Bruce's arrogance, Tang Zhenglong wanted to teach him a lesson, but the problem was that this was the stadium, not the alley behind the school.

"How can I teach that Scottish grandson a lesson?" Tang Zhenglong fell into deep thought.

Bruce belongs to the level without Ferguson, but he has Ferguson's violent temper. Every time Cologne throws a throw-in, he will provoke him from the sidelines.

"Throw it out quickly."

"Did you not eat?"

Schultz was really angry and wanted to slap him.

Tang Zhenglong looked at it, and suddenly had an idea, and had a very interesting idea.

"Matia, I'll throw the next throw-in."

"Don, you are such a nice person."

Schultz didn't want to throw a throw-in for a long time, and there was a monk standing behind him. He was really afraid that if he couldn't hold back, he would be banned for life or something.

Seeing Tang Zhenglong throw a throw-in, Bruce became even more excited.

"Come on, you're wasting precious time."

Tang Zhenglong ignored him and threw the ball to the caddy.

"Change another one, this one is leaking."

The caddy was dumbfounded, there was no leak.

But it is the player's right to change the ball, so the caddy can only throw the new ball to Tang Zhenglong. This time, Bruce is even more upset.

He came over.

"you……"

He was about to speak, but unexpectedly, something happened that he would never forget.

Tang Zhenglong threw his hands back, suddenly the ball dropped and replaced Bruce's head, the whole process was done in one go.

The ball was jacked off by Bruce, and then his head replaced the ball.

Tang Zhenglong grabbed Bruce Yuanyuan's head with both hands, and "threw" it hard.

"what!!"

"what!!"

The first one was called by Bruce, and the second one was called by Tang Zhenglong.

"Why are you drilling into my hand, my ball?"

Bruce's neck was about to dislocate, "You did it on purpose, I'm going to sue you, I want you to go to jail."

Tang Zhenglong had a harmless expression on his face: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Obviously your head got into my hand, I thought it was a ball."

Bruce was mad.

Odense players surrounded him, and his coach was treated like a ball. Can this be tolerated?
"Don't touch me."

"I warn you."

Matip and Tang Zhenglong have a good relationship, "Guys, let's go help, they want to beat Tang."

Unexpectedly, his teammates were very calm. Someone patted him and said, "It's okay, Tang won't suffer."

"Why are you doing this, Tang is our teammate."

"Don't worry, what we should do now is to appreciate Tang's wonderful acting skills."

The voice just fell.

Tang Zhenglong has completed the trilogy of Falling to the Ground, Rolling and Wailing.

The Odense players were dumbfounded.

"You touched him?"

"No."

"Me neither."

"Who touched him then?"

"None of us."

In the end, the Odense player came to his senses. This guy fell to the ground by himself.

"Get up and pretend, we didn't touch you at all."

"what!!"

"Referee, they hit me."

"Referee, we don't."

But seven or eight people surrounded Tang Zhenglong, this was obviously bullying, the referee must have helped the side with fewer people.

Schultz smiled and said, "See, we won't be able to help if we go. We graduated from the second team of Cologne, and Tang graduated from Hollywood."

Matip was stunned for a while. He didn't know why, but he was a little impressed. At least Tang Zhenglong didn't suffer.

Bruce saw the referee and immediately went forward to complain.

"Referee, this is how it happened."

He babbled again.

"It's not about the red card at all, it's about the ban for life. If my neck was weaker, now my head would be gone."

The referee looked at Tang Zhenglong, "Is what he said true?"

"Totally false."

"You fart!" Bruce pointed at Tang Zhenglong angrily.

"Please pay attention to your words." The referee warned Bruce.

"What are you talking about?"

Tang Zhenglong said it again.

Bruce had emphysema after listening to it, but he could only endure it forcefully and wait for the referee's penalty.

The referee was confused, "You mean you leaned back to lose the ball, but the ball suddenly replaced his head?"

"Yes, I later found out that he was too close, and it was all his fault."

Bruce couldn't take it anymore, he would rather have a bad coach, and fight Tang Zhenglong today.

Ding sound.

"Master, the task is completed, the other party has been mad by you."

"Really?"

"Master, you are too strong."

"But this time you are in trouble, I hope you get through it safely."

sweat!
Bruce said angrily: "If there is no explanation for this matter, my team will not play."

"Sir, watch your words."

"I can't bear it anymore, listen to what he said, is it still human? Is the ball the same as the touch of a human's head?"

"It's not a lie, it's an insult to your IQ."

The referee thought, yes.

"Don, how do you explain?"

Tang Zhenglong said: "The referee, the coach should stand in the command area. He walked to the sideline and interfered with my loss of the ball. The key to the matter is that he entered the area where the players are, so he must be responsible."

The referee nodded, "What you said makes sense."

Bruce was dumbfounded, who told you to wander around the court.

"If he was on the coach's bench and I bumped into him, then I would have nothing to say, red card, suspension, I would admit it all, but he walked into the area where the players played."

"Don't talk about that, I'll just ask you, can't you tell the difference between the head and the ball?"

"Let me ask you, is the sideline where you should be?"

The referee thought about it, and finally decided that Bruce entered the player's game area without authorization, but he also warned Tang Zhenglong.

"I know you did it on purpose. You are lucky this time." The referee whispered, "He is also middle-aged, so you are not afraid that his neck is really twisted?"

"I'm innocent, I have hand tactile transient syndrome, really!"

puff!
The referee suppressed a smile, "Be careful, I'm watching you."

Bruce couldn't swallow this breath, he kicked the bench hard, "I'm going to sue him, ah, my neck."

After the team doctor checked, it was suggested that Bruce should be fixed with a brace.

"Slight sprain."

"Nonsense." Bruce said aggrievedly, "He threw me like a ball."

Bruce put on the brace, and the Odense players wanted to laugh, but didn't dare.

The Cologne player burst out laughing, "Don is too bad. No wonder he asked me to give him the throw-in. It turns out that he has been holding back the bad ball for a long time."

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, expressing that he didn't know what everyone was talking about.

"I'm innocent, I have hand tactile transient syndrome."

(End of this chapter)