big mouth ball king

Chapter 483
The score was always 2-2 in the second half.

Grant replaced "African Joey Yung" Essien for Ballack, and continued to defend Tang Zhenglong. With Tang Zhenglong locked up, neither side scored again, and the score remained at 2-2.

A draw left the suspense until the second round.

Grant and Moyes briefly shook hands and left the pitch.

Ballack rubbed his nose, it hurt so much, so he remembered what Tang Zhenglong did to him in the game.

"Teammates, I have an idea, shall we invite Tang Zhenglong to drink?"

"why?"

Barack laughed and said, "When he's drunk, we'll take some photos and keep them."

What does a man look like after drinking?Everyone knows this.

"Hahaha, okay."

Tang Zhenglong was about to leave when someone patted himself and turned his head to see that it was Barack.

"Michael, what's the matter?"

Ballack smiled and said, "Don, you are from Chelsea, and you can be regarded as our teammate. This time we are in London, we would like to treat you to dinner."

"Would you like to go to the best Michelin three-star restaurant in London?"

Tang Zhenglong thought: "You guys are so kind?"

Barack continued: "That restaurant had a minimum spend of £5000 a night."

I'll go for it.

The minimum consumption means that you go in and sit down, even if you just drink a glass of water, you can pay so much money. The minimum consumption of 5000 pounds is a sky-high price.

Tang Zhenglong has a good habit of never refusing to take advantage of something for nothing, because it is a waste.

Shame on waste! !

"All right!!"

"Come with me, take my car."

"Wait a while, I'll send a text message to the boss to ask for a leave."

******
The underground car park at Stamford Bridge, on the Everton bus.

"Where's Tang Zhenglong?"

"Maybe...you have diarrhea?"

Moyes looked unhappy.

Then the text message came.

"Boss, I have something to do, I will go back later, you go first, I love you!"

……

……

"What's the matter? David."

"See for yourself."

Alan looked at the text message and said with a smile, "Don is quite polite."

Moyes Khan, "What's your brain circuit?"

"Let's go!"

*****
When he came to the restaurant, Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded. This group of people didn't order a lot of dishes, and they were all wine. Did they come to a restaurant or a nightclub?

Tang Zhenglong laughed dryly, "Can we have something to eat first?"

Barak smiled and said, "Eat anything, drink! If you are a man, drink."

"Ok."

Tang Zhenglong drank a few glasses, and then people from Chelsea began to persuade him to drink in turn.

"Don is going back to Chelsea in a few months and I'm so excited, come on, let's have a drink."

Carvalho, Essien, Malouda, Joe Cole, Wright Jr., these people took turns to persuade Tang Zhenglong to drink.

"I see, these people are planning to get me drunk."

"This is how to do ah?"

At this time, the system said: "Master, you can ask the system for help."

"..."

"What? Can this help too?"

"You can spend 500 points to exchange for a thousand drinks."

"Why are skills so rich now?"

"You have been upgraded, now you are a two-star player."

Tang Zhenglong was confused, this system is getting cuter and cuter.

"exchange!"

Ballack winked at his teammates, and everyone continued to drink for Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong, who has exchanged a thousand cups here, drinks like water, but he is very curious about what these people are up to?
So Tang Zhenglong began to pretend to be drunk.

"No, no, no."

Barack saw that it was almost done, so he began to test.

"Tang, how many girlfriends have you had?"

"Dozens."

Barak showed excited eyes, haha, he was really drunk, so he took out the camera.

Tang Zhenglong's heart skipped a beat. These people were going to record his ugly appearance after being drunk. They are really fucking thieves.

"Don, what do you think of David Moyes?"

"I think he is a second-rate coach in the Premier League."

"Haha."

"Then who do you think is worse, Moyes or Grant?"

Just when Barack was expecting Tang Zhenglong to say something exciting, Tang Zhenglong suddenly stopped talking.

"Aren't you drunk yet?"

Barack holds his drink.

"Don, keep drinking."

"Don't drink it, you don't drink it yourself."

Barak Khan, "Well, I'll drink too."

"Unless you have two drinks and I have one, I won't."

Barack thought to himself, this guy is about to die, just two drinks.

"Okay, happy today, I will accompany you."

The result was two cups and two cups, Tang Zhenglong was not completely drunk, this...

Ballack winked at his teammates and told the rest to go, and he was about to die.

Tang Zhenglong pretended to be crazy and foolish, always giving people the feeling that he would die if he had another drink, but he just couldn't die.

In the end, everyone in the room except Tang Zhenglong was drunk.

Tang Zhenglong picked up the camera with a wanton smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Michael, what kind of person do you think Grant is?"

"He, huh, he's just a piece of trash. He doesn't know anything, he just yells and scares us. He thinks we're really afraid of him. Unless he can lead the team to win the Champions League, he'll definitely leave next season."

"Wow, it's so explosive, this thing can threaten Barack for the rest of his life."

It is a rare opportunity to tell the truth after drinking, and Tang Zhenglong gives everyone a chance to tell the truth.

*****
At 11pm, the waiter pushed Barack.

Barack woke up in a daze.

"This is where?"

"Sir, this is a restaurant, we are going to close soon."

Barakho suddenly stood up, he remembered that everyone came to dinner with Tang Zhenglong, intending to get him drunk and get some sex.

But... what about Tang Zhenglong?
Barack asked the waiter, "Hi, where's the other young man who came with us? The Asian guy."

"He left two hours ago, and he asked me to give this to you."

Barack took a look, and there was a phone number and a sentence written on the paper, "I took the camera, if you want to know what I took, call me."

"Damn you!!"

Barak woke everyone up, paid the bill and went home.

When he got home, he called Tang Zhenglong.

"Tang Zhenglong!! What the hell are you doing?"

"Don't worry, give me an email address, and I'll show you something."

After a while, Tang Zhenglong sent a video to Barack's mailbox. When Barack saw it, his whole body was numb.

Not only was he unrestrained, but at the end of the video, he and Joey Yung in Africa were lip-to-mouth.

"Wait a minute, I'll vomit first."

"Haha."

Barack came back to his senses.

"Don, will you destroy it after reading it?"

"is it possible?"

Barack had a sense of foreboding.

"I'm going to sell the video to The Sun and they're asking £20."

……

Barak felt his face being swollen.

(End of this chapter)