big mouth ball king

Chapter 303 Is it fun to wear a mask?
Tang Zhenglong was about to take a penalty kick, and Simao came over, "If you want to be ashamed, you should kick it away. This penalty kick doesn't belong to you at all."

"Kicked?" Tang Zhenglong sneered, "I'm sorry, don't think I'm as stupid as you because of your stupidity."

"I'll kick the ball in and piss you off."

Xi Mang clenched his fists. He obviously underestimated Tang Zhenglong's face. Tang Zhenglong's philosophy of life is that my penalty is mine. You don't care if I'm right or not.

The referee whistled, and Tang Zhenglong started to run up and kicked the ball to the lower left corner of the goal.

GOOOOOOOAL! !
The whole of Cologne is boiling, 2 to 2.

Tang Zhenglong ran to the sidelines and took a bathing posture.

The fans cheered Tang Zhenglong's name.

"Who scored the goal for us...?"

"Tang Zhenglong."

"Who scored the goal for us?"

"Tang Zhenglong."

Hahaha.

While Cologne was celebrating, Simao had a dispute with the coach.

"You must end."

"No, I'm fine."

Santos didn't want to say it, but he finally said, "I don't want to say it, but that penalty is entirely your responsibility."

"That's not my responsibility, I can't see it."

"The referee doesn't care about that."

"You must end, this is an order."

Santos patted João Coimbra on the bench, "You go on."

Simao was very angry, but there was nothing he could do. Although his nose was injured, it was obvious that he couldn't compete with such a thing.

When Simao was replaced, he threw the mask on the ground angrily, "Bastard, bastard, bastard."

Santos doesn't care about him, it's fine to vent a little bit, but what about him, anyway, going crazy on the bench doesn't affect the team.

Suddenly, Xi Mang felt that someone was looking at him, and turned his head to see that it was Tang Zhenglong who was looking at him with a smile.

"It's you bastard."

Tang Zhenglong was satisfied, the annoying Portuguese finally went down.

Ding sound.

"Haha, it's finally time for a mission."

When Tang Zhenglong saw it, he immediately petrified.

Task: Play football with a mask on.

Reward: 500 mouth points.

Penalty: collapsed nose.

"System, Simon is your son, right? You need to help him avenge him."

"Master, please don't talk nonsense, I don't have a son yet."

Tang Zhenglong thought about it, this task is impossible, he can't play football with a mask for no reason.

"Master, you are so smart, there must be a way, I believe in you."

"I'm smart, that's right, but it doesn't mean you can play with me."

But Tang Zhenglong still accepted the task.

Tang Zhenglong ran into the penalty area. This mission must be to fake an injury. He pretended that his nose was injured. Only in this way can the team doctor put a mask on him. There should be no other way.

Tang Zhenglong ran to Podolski, "Lukas, pass me the high ball."

"lob?"

"You are so short, do you want to compete with Louis for the top?"

……

"You're short."

"Haha, but you're not a point-grabbing striker either!"

Tang Zhenglong said bluntly: "Even the other party must have guessed what you know, I just deliberately did it the other way around."

"What do you mean even I know?"

Tang Zhenglong waved his hand, "I'm not good at German, can you stop worrying about this? I'm not going to university."

……

Tang Zhenglong pointed to his head, "Anyway, pass the high ball to me."

"it is good."

After Podolski completed a breakthrough from the wing, he took a left-footed arc to the right side of the penalty area. This kind of ball is still very simple for Luiz. He is a very powerful Brazilian defender.

Tang Zhenglong jumped up, and Louis smiled when he saw it, "This is obviously far away."

He didn't know that Tang Zhenglong's goal was not football at all, but his head.

"I like it." Louis said.

"Me too."

"what!!"

In order to avoid getting hurt, Tang Zhenglong pressed his forehead against the opponent's face. Of course, it must be Louis who suffered the loss.

The two landed at the same time, and Tang Zhenglong immediately covered his nose.

"what!!"

When the referee saw it, he immediately stopped the game. This was a head-to-head meeting, and it was miserable to watch.

"Team doctor, team doctor."

The Cologne team doctor gave Tang Zhenglong a brief diagnosis and patted him, "Tang, your nose is fine."

"Really? Why do I feel so painful."

"Really? Then let me diagnose it for you."

The team doctor pinched Tang Zhenglong again.

"It's really all right."

"No, I'm in pain, put on a mask to protect me."

"Tang, wearing a mask will have a great impact on your vision. Don't wear it if your bones are not broken."

"I feel broken, it hurts so much, it hurts when I touch it."

The team doctor had no choice but to put a mask on Tang Zhenglong. When he returned to the stadium, David Luiz also put on a mask.

It's just that Louis had a real nose injury, while Tang Zhenglong was fake.

"You bastard, it's all your fault."

Tang Zhenglong pointed to his nose, "I don't want to wear a mask anymore, you still have the face to criticize me."

……

"its not right!"

Louis remembered that Tang Zhenglong pressed his forehead against himself. Could it be that his nose grew on his forehead?
"I remember that you hit me with your forehead. What kind of conspiracy are you playing?"

Khan, was found.

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "You have been stunned. If my nose is fine, why should I wear this? Is it fun? Wearing this is very uncomfortable."

Louis touched his mask, it was really uncomfortable, and his vision was blocked.

The head coach of Benfica on the sidelines has already passed out of anger. In a game, two players on his side have become masked men. After thinking about it, it seems that they were all played by the Chinese on the other side.

Fortunately, he also put on a mask himself, and Santos felt a little more balanced in his heart.

Just when Tang Zhenglong thought it would be all right, he dinged.

"A mission again?"

Tang Zhenglong is getting more and more confused about the urine nature of the system.

After looking at the mission, this time it's not petrochemical, it's stupid.

Mission: Mask Hat-Trick (Assault on Santos)
Reward: 1000 mouth points.

Penalty: None.

"mask?"

"Hat-trick?"

"This thing can also do a hat-trick?"

"Master, what on the pitch is a hat-trick three times in a row."

"I know."

But this time the difficulty is too great, that is the head coach of Benfica, if not done, it will lead to a world war.

"Master, don't you feel happier when things get bigger?"

"I don't. I am peace-loving. I became like this because of you. You ruined me."

"Hahaha, master, you are getting more and more humorous."

……

……

1000 big mouth points, such a big temptation, even if the system asks the referee to wear a mask, Tang Zhenglong will do it.

(End of this chapter)