big mouth ball king

Chapter 752 Are you getting along or not?

"Grandpa, promise me one thing, even if Real Madrid is eliminated, don't worry, okay? You have a bad heart."

Florentino touched Fermina's head.

"Don't worry, grandpa is a person who has experienced big storms. What is this setback? At worst, you will sell your boyfriend."

"My boyfriend?" Fermina Khan died.

This time she jumped into the Atlantic Ocean and couldn't be cleared up. It is well known that she kissed Tang Zhenglong on the training ground of the Real Madrid base.

"Damn Tang Zhenglong, it's clear that Sophia was being punished, but I didn't expect..."

"Grandpa, we broke up."

"So fast? Is it because Tang can't do it?"

puff.

Fermina vomited blood.

"Grandpa, don't worry about my private life, and we don't have that at all."

Florentino said to himself, "It stands to reason that a good striker should also be a good striker in that respect?"

"Grandpa, if you talk nonsense again, I won't watch the ball with you!!"

"Okay, I won't talk anymore."

Fermina thought to herself: "You must cleanse yourself, otherwise you will be ridiculed to death. Tang Zhenglong, turn me into a woman! Give me back my innocence."

******
Ronaldo rushed to Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, will you pass the ball, or are you a member of the opponent?"

Ronaldo played center forward, and Tang Zhenglong passed the ball to him according to O'Neal's standard.

"Don't you jump high? I also cooperate with you."

Ronaldo was sweating on his forehead.

"It's true that I jumped high, but I'm not that high. You passed according to the standard of a basketball player."

"You think I'm Jordan!!"

At this moment, a sarcastic voice came from beside him—pretend, continue to pretend.

Tang Zhenglong and Ronaldo turned their heads to see that it was Boumsong, the idiot.

"Pretend what?" Ronaldo wondered.

"Keep pretending, hehe."

"Tang Zhenglong likes to pretend to be incompatible the most. Have you used this trick in the group stage?"

Tang Zhenglong understood that Dahei had misunderstood that he and Ronaldo were pretending to be in harmony.

This misunderstanding is big.

Ronaldo chuckled, "I really don't get along with him, this guy has too many problems."

Bumsong still sneered: "Just pretend, I don't care."

Ronaldo got angry, Tang Zhenglong grabbed Ronaldo, "Why don't we follow this idiot?"

"What do you mean?"

Tang Zhenglong chuckled: "I didn't expect you to see through me. Cristiano and I just pretended to be at odds. In fact, we have a very good relationship. His mother is my mother, his home is my home, and his girlfriend is..."

"..."

"My sister-in-law!"

Bumsong chuckled, "It's useless, we studied you before the game, and we won't believe any of your tricks, so don't worry."

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death.

"Dahei, I don't like clever ghosts like you, what a trouble."

puff.

Tang Zhenglong lowered his voice and said, "Cristiano, just complain and scold me, whatever it sounds like."

"I like this."

The game continued, Tang Zhenglong's passing was still super unreliable.

But Lyon still sent two defenders to defend Ronaldo.

"It's useless, we have already seen through the routine, Tang Zhenglong will still pass the ball to you in the end, right!"

C Rohan died.

Tang Zhenglong is such a thief, can you guess what he thinks?
Tang Zhenglong took the ball from the side, he gestured to Ronaldo, and Ronaldo retreated.

"Keep up with Ronaldo, he is the real point of attack."

The Lyon defender was taken away by Ronaldo, and the penalty area was suddenly empty. Tang Zhenglong saw that it was now.

"Are you idiots?"

The Lyon coach cursed from the sidelines.

No wonder he was so angry, the field was so strange at this time, the Lyon defender was like a duckling following its mother, all following Ronaldo, there was no one in the penalty area, and Tang Zhenglong quickly stepped in.

"Come back soon!" Goalkeeper Lori yelled.

Boumsong looked at Ronaldo.

Ronaldo shrugged, "As I said, our relationship is not good, you just don't believe it, and I can't help it."

"Nima!!"

"Tang Zhenglong!!"

It was too late for the defender to chase back.

Tang Zhenglong pushes to the far corner.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

In the box, Florentino jumped up.

"pretty!!"

"Grandpa, be careful."

Florentino took Fermina's hand.

"Son, believe me, Tang Zhenglong will definitely become a good striker, you teach him, you are his teacher in this respect."

……

……

Fermina vomited three liters of blood.

*****
2 to 2, the total score is 3 to 3, but Lyon has two away goals, so the opponent still advances, and Real Madrid still needs a goal.

Lyon began to shrink back in the second half, and coach Pierre was burdened with the burden of wanting to win and fearing losing.

The huge temptation of defeating Real Madrid made Lyon feel constrained. At this time, it depends on whether the opponent dares to fight.

"Cristiano, do you think we are enemies or friends now?"

C Rohan.

"Tang, do you really think your opponent is a fool?"

Bumsong was furious.

"I won't listen to you clown again."

Tang Zhenglong snapped his fingers.

"I declare that we are enemies now, and this is the character set."

Ronaldo looked at Bumsong with a dark face, "Will the opponent be completely pissed off? Nima, I will be kicked at that time."

"Tang, do you think that if I get kicked, and then I can't play in the World Cup, your Chinese team can save a few losses?"

"Bah! I'll definitely score a hat-trick against you Portugal."

"What hat? A green hat?"

Tang Zhenglong vomited blood.

In the 70th minute, Pellegrini put on Higuain and removed Raul.

If there is no accident, Higuain should go to South Africa to represent the Argentine national team. Lisandro is a Higuain, just like meeting an enemy.

"Don, do you think I can PK Higuain?"

"This...it should work, but Higuain is more handsome than you."

"Handsome? I mean ball skills?"

Tang Zhenglong chuckled, "The addition of good looks to golf skills is [-]%. If you don't have good looks, your skills will be nothing."

Lisandro's three views were shaken to pieces.

No good looks, but his skills are just floating clouds?

After Higuain came on the field, Real Madrid's offense began to be simple and rough, passing the ball directly into the penalty area, and then letting a few super forwards solve the problem.

The ball reached Higuain's feet, the Argentine turned around and shot, and the ball hit Lori's arms.

But Lyon was shocked into a cold sweat. Real Madrid's offensive players are too strong. Ronaldo, Benzema, Higuain are simply unreasonable.

At this time, Tang Zhenglong had a whim and found the three of them.

Benzema, Higuain, and Ronaldo looked at each other.

"Don, you mean let us block the opponent's goalkeeper's view, and then you shoot from outside the penalty area?"

"That's right!!"

"May I ask our three superstars to block you? Are you embarrassed? This player with an annual salary of 1 euros can also do it."

Tang Zhenglong spoke shocking words.

"In front of me, you are no different from players with an annual salary of 1."

(End of this chapter)