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Chapter 590 Drogba Destroying Countless People

Chapter 590 Drogba Destroying Countless People
"You are this?"

"its stuck."

Scolari was dying of sweat.

I have never seen such a naughty person, more naughty than my grandson, suddenly the old man showed a loving expression.

I haven't been back to Brazil for a long time, and my grandson is about the same age as Tang Zhenglong.

"What should I do?"

"Turn off the power first."

"it is good."

Scolari went to pull the plug.

"you try?"

"No! It's stuck."

"Then I'll go find someone."

"It's useless, the staff is not at work."

Scolari had to try to disassemble the vending machine himself, but it was very difficult to disassemble.

"Don, you are so nice, why do you always stick your hands into the vending machines? Is this your hobby?"

"..."

Long story.

Suddenly, the little fat man came over, "My TV is broken, my mother just pat it hard and it will be fine."

Scolari and Tang Zhenglong were taken aback for a moment. The principle seems to be different, right?

But the little fat man didn't care so much, he stepped forward and kicked him.

Nima's! ! !
"Little devil, you want to cripple my arm."

Suddenly, Tang Zhenglong felt that he could move his hands, so he tried to move them.

"Hey, it seems to be ok."

"really?"

The little fat man patted his chest and proudly said: "I said yes, so it is."

Hehe, Tang Zhenglong is still sweating! !

"Well, thank you Louis."

Scolari smiled slightly, "I'll give you a suggestion, don't put your hands in the vending machines again."

Tang Zhenglong scratched his head, "Don't worry, I won't be beaten to death."

After such a show, Scolari also changed his view of Tang Zhenglong. In fact, this guy is still cute.

"Don, I think we should have a good chat sometime."

"What are you talking about?"

"Like a woman, hahaha."

"Is your daughter beautiful?"

Scolari said angrily: "What are you thinking!! My daughter got married long ago."

"Oh." Tang Zhenglong asked again: "What about your granddaughter?"

"Don't make me hit you."

Tang Zhenglong trotted away.

"Asshole!! I had a little affection for you just now, but now it's all gone."

*****
0 to 3! !
"Goodison Park is booed for the first time this season."

Booooooooo! !
"Lescott was crushed like Senderos."

Warcraft Drogba.

Drogba scored the third goal, and after performing a hat-trick, he rushed to the sidelines very arrogantly and made a gesture of shutting up.

It can get ugly when Drogba turns on crush mode, and it all started in the 14th minute.

Originally a [-]-[-] goal, Lescott did not get stuck on Drogba, was crushed by Drogba, and finally scored a single-handed goal.

After that, Lescott was like Senderos possessed. Every time he confronted Drogba, he seemed to lose his soul and was continuously crushed.

Moyes couldn't bear it here, he called Gravesen up.

"You play and let Fellaini play at the back."

"Yes."

The sideline substitution sign was raised.

It was cruel, Lescott's face was livid, but he could only obey, and he did behave badly.

Tang Zhenglong ran over and patted Lescott, "Don't be discouraged, I invite you to the nightclub to have fun."

"Hehe, forget it, I have to pay for it myself."

"Then let's AA this time."

"Hahaha, thank you for being able to say it."

Gravesen came on and Fellaini retreated to the back line.

After adjusting the defensive line, Moyes was still not satisfied, so he called Tang Zhenglong over.

"Score me a goal and stabilize the situation."

"Boss, I've been working hard, but this is not a basketball game. It's not just about getting in. Please understand."

"Hmph!! Be careful and I will replace you too."

I go! !
Tang Zhenglong was suddenly unhappy.

"Boss, who do you replace me with? Yakubu?"

Moyes had a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Well, I just take a break, let's change."

"Brat, do you think I can't live without you?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded, and Moyes almost fell to the ground.

"Boss, if there's nothing else, I'm going to score a goal. Goodbye."

"..."

Moyes was very angry, but there was nothing he could do. Tang Zhenglong could only score goals now.

Barak came over, "Don, I heard that your head was stuck yesterday."

"..."

"It's your head that's stuck, and my hands are stuck."

"Hahaha, interesting, tell me."

"After the game, I want to score."

Unexpectedly, Ballack said: "What goals did you score? It's 3-0. You are dead."

Tang Zhenglong felt a black line appear on his forehead, and he was suddenly unhappy.

"Nimma's!!"

"I'm strong, I'll score a hat-trick."

"Hahaha, it's funny, it's even more funny than your hand being stuck."

*****
Bynes.

The England fast horse rushed up again.

Come on!

Bynes.

After Baines rushed forward, he kicked the ball with a curve. Saha looked at the front point and gave up because it was impossible to reach it. Tang Zhenglong rushed to take off in the middle, and Chelsea's iron guard Terry also took off.

Tang Zhenglong didn't know, he turned his head and hit the ball, but missed the ball, the heads of the two hit each other, and blood spurted out immediately.

When Moyes saw it, he leaned his head over to talk to Alan and said, "Don't you pretend?"

"It's not like that."

"is it?"

Immediately someone ran back, "It's bad, Tang Zhenglong's head was cut open, and he spurted blood."

Moyes was stunned for a moment.

"Did Tang Zhenglong bring ketchup to the stage?"

"..."

"Boss, Tang Zhenglong loves to act, but he doesn't know magic. He can make ketchup come out?"

Moye realized that Tang Zhenglong might be really injured this time.

"What are you still doing in a daze, the team doctor is here."

The team doctor rushed up.

At this point, both teams were quite worried. The Chelsea players actually liked Tang Zhenglong in their hearts.

Scolari is like an ant on a hot pan.

"Do you need help from Chelsea's team doctor?"

"Thank you, no need." Moyes thanked.

"Don, you can't die." Barack said worriedly, "You have to bear my laugh for a year. I have to watch your big collection of scandals before going to bed every day, so that I can sleep well."

"Damn it!! My brow bone was cracked and I bled a little. How could I die?"

"Yes, my girlfriend bleeds once a month, and it's okay for the body to bleed a little."

Everyone nodded, suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned their heads to see Fellaini's indifferent expression.

"Maruwang, there's no need to say this in public."

Only then did Fellaini realize that he had made a slip of the tongue, and he was suddenly embarrassed.

"Can you focus on me, I am the wounded, not Maruwang."

At this time, the team doctor said that the wound was too large and had to be stitched up.

"Sew it up? What do you mean?"

"Like sewing clothes."

Tang Zhenglong was stunned for a moment.

(End of this chapter)

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