big mouth ball king

Chapter 189 teleportation
"Little friend, I promise to give you a jersey. Don't listen to that brother's nonsense anymore, okay?" Pantledge begged.

He didn't want to lose his demeanor in front of children, after all, the camera was shooting.

"Brother, I didn't mean it. I really don't know your name. Your name is not in German, so it's very difficult to pronounce."

"Yes, his name is Vucinic."

"..."

Looking at Pantledge, Tang Zhenglong smiled and patted the little caddy on the head.

Pantledge raised his hands, "Okay, I give up, call it whatever you like."

"Tang Zhenglong, you wait on the court."

"Damn, you still dare to shovel me?"

"I dare not, my teammates dare."

Tang Zhenglong was not happy with Chi Guoguo's warning this time.

After the game started, Tang Zhenglong was indeed entangled, and he was Gilbert with a Brazilian iron waist.

With the number 6 on his back, Gilbert is not only the defensive midfielder of Hertha Berlin, but also a Brazilian international. He has a super interception ability in the midfield. The head coach of this game arranged for him to mark Tang Zhenglong.

South American players are different from German players. South American defensive players have a lot of defensive tricks, commonly known as dirty football.

When Gilbert rushed Tang Zhenglong, he didn't accept it. He deliberately bumped and bumped, which could easily injure his opponent.

Tang Zhenglong was upset, and said casually, "Xiao Hei, your actions are really dirty."

little black?

Tang Zhenglong was unintentional, he usually called black friends like this, but Gilbert was not happy, and immediately grabbed Tang Zhenglong's neck, "What did you say? Try saying it again."

"You're crazy."

The referee ran over, "What happened?"

"He's a madman."

"He called me Xiao Hei."

"Little black?"

Tang Zhenglong realized that it is not allowed to shout like that in Germany.

"No, I didn't."

"Hehe, you coward, dare to say it but dare not admit it."

This Tang Zhenglong really couldn't admit it, otherwise it would be at least a yellow card, because the referee's skin is also a bit dark, and he seems to be an immigrant too.

"Referee, this guy was bad when he was in Brazil, don't trust him."

Gilbert's reputation is considered big, and there are quite a few people who were kicked out by him, so the referee really didn't fully trust him.

"Don't make trouble for me."

As soon as the referee turned around, Gilbert pushed Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong was so angry, but the referee just said, don't cause trouble.

"You wait, Brazilian bastard."

During the set kick, Pantledge swam over, "Hey, Don, how about Gilbert's power?"

"You're the one behind the scenes."

"We usually have a good relationship."

"So you like black people." Tang Zhenglong looked at Pantledge with disgust.

"Even if you disgust me, I won't beat you, because someone else did it for me."

In modern football, players are getting smarter, and revenge is done by others. For example, if a striker directly clashes with the striker, then a red card is certain, and if the midfielder clashes with the striker, it seems "normal".

"I defended, I accidentally kicked you, I'm sorry."

Many times, when these weird reasons happen to the midfielder, it doesn't seem so weird anymore.

Tang Zhenglong patted Pantlich on the shoulder, "Little friend, I will let you know how to write regret in German after the game."

"You can?"

In fact, Tang Zhenglong can't write either.

"of course."

*****
Another impact, another small move, Gilbert deliberately pressed Tang Zhenglong's knee, this is a small move, but very dangerous, the knee is the most vulnerable part of a professional player, cruciate ligament injury is a player's nightmare.

"System, I have to buy criminal dribbles. I'll buy as many tricks as I can. I can't bear it anymore."

"Master, criminal escapades are useless against this guy."

"why?"

"Criminal dribbles require defenders to be less than 70 flexible, and this one is 80."

"There are such attributes?"

"This is a subdivision attribute, and this system has the final right of interpretation."

do not like!
What Tang Zhenglong dislikes the most is the right of final interpretation.

"What about stopping time for 10 seconds?"

"That's for post-match use."

Tang Zhenglong was upset, "Then what should I do? Are you just watching me being bullied by him? Ahhh, I won't do it, I won't do it, I won't do it."

"Master, after all, you are from Hollywood, why did you become a Qiong Yao actor?"

"I used to like watching Princess Huanzhu."

"I see."

"By the way, this might help you."

"what?"

The system called up a skill card, which was teleported instantly. It was marked that it could only be used three times, and it could transfer the pain from one's own body to others.

"What's the use of this thing?"

"Master, think about it, if when Gilbert shovels you, it hurts someone else, wouldn't it be interesting?"

Tang Zhenglong glanced at Pantledge and instantly understood what the system meant.

"Hahaha, system, you are such a thief."

"Hahaha."

"exchange."

*****
Tang Zhenglong received the pass and deliberately dribbled the ball slowly.

Gilbert was dumbfounded, is this due to a shovel?
Sticking the ball is the most indebted tackle, especially in the middle of the field. It is the most owed, the king of all owes, the expression on Tang Zhenglong's face seems to say, come on and shovel me, come on.

Gilbert has been playing football for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has seen someone who owes him so much.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Gilbert shoveled forward, kicked the ball, and shoveled Tang Zhenglong's patella.

Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground and rolled.

The Cologne players were angry, Schulz and Matip surrounded Gilbert, "Are you trying to abolish our players?"

"It's because he moved too slowly. Can you blame me? Besides, I tackled the ball first."

Matip said angrily: "This is a matter of professional ethics, your actions are fatal."

Gilbert also felt a little guilty, this action was indeed too big.

The referee warned Gilbert and gave him a yellow card.

"How are you, Don?"

"It hurts."

"It hurts so much." Not far away, someone rolled on the ground and let out a heart-piercing roar, but Tang Zhenglong was pretending, and he was real.

Defender Simnic ran over and looked at Pantlich, "What's wrong with you? Cramp?"

"No, I don't know what's wrong, it's like being shoveled suddenly."

"..."

"What do you mean? Damn it?" Simnich laughed.

But Pantelic's expression was very painful, and his teammates could only call the team doctor to treat him.

"It's strange, it feels like someone kicked the patella."

The words were inadvertent, but the listener meant it. Pantledge remembered that the time when his pain appeared was the moment when Tang Zhenglong was shoveled by Gilbert.

"Could it be some kind of magic from the East?"

(End of this chapter)