big mouth ball king

Chapter 774 The most determined boy in the wall
"Real Madrid didn't have many chances to shoot in the first half, and the free kick was a good opportunity for Real Madrid to score."

Free kick.

Ronaldo stands in front of the ball.

Teammates squeeze into the opponent's wall.

This is Pellegrini's new free kick tactic, and the whole process depends on whoever breaks down the wall.

Tang Zhenglong squeezed into the Barcelona wall.

Of course the opponent knew what Tang Zhenglong wanted to do, so he must have no good intentions.

"Push him out."

Tang Zhenglong was pushed out of the human wall.

"Depend on!!"

"Don't you know there is a story in our country called Yugong Yishan?"

Tang Zhenglong squeezed into the wall again.

"go out."

"Fuck, I can't give up."

Another push by the Barcelona players.

"what!!"

This time Tang Zhenglong fell directly.

"Fuck, play dead!!"

"Leave him!"

The referee is already very familiar with Tang Zhenglong's routine, or... just let Tang Zhenglong lie down like this?

no!It's too ugly.

The referee kicked Tang Zhenglong, "Lie down and go to the side of the court, don't interfere with the traffic here."

"Nimma! Is this still a human language?"

Tang Zhenglong got up and squeezed into the human wall again, this time he was ruthless.

"If you don't go, I won't go."

"Don't go!!"

"Nima!!"

The two people on Barcelona's side didn't push Tang Zhenglong out.

"do not move!"

The referee is also annoyed. If he doesn't care, the farce of pushing and pushing will last for a day.

"Stay like this, don't move, I'm going to blow the whistle."

Tang Zhenglong took the position.

"Haha, my position."

The Barcelona player sweated to death, "Are you a fucking primary school student?"

Pellegrini snickered on the sidelines. He arranged for three people to break down the wall. As a result, only Tang Zhenglong managed to squeeze into the opponent's wall.

"Tang Zhenglong is reliable at the critical moment!!"

Ronaldo looked at Tang Zhenglong, the tactic was designed like this, he kicked towards Tang Zhenglong's head, and Tang Zhenglong suddenly squatted down, dodged the space, and punched through the wall, so the opponent's goalkeeper must be caught off guard.

Ideal is plump, reality is skinny.

That was the plan, but something went wrong.

On the left of Tang Zhenglong is Pique, and on the right is Abidal. The two hold Tang Zhenglong.

"Nima!!"

"Don, don't think we don't know what you want to do? Do you want to squat down?"

"..."

"I want to squat down." Tang Zhenglong wailed inwardly.

"Forget it."

The two stood on each side, holding Tang Zhenglong's arm, let alone squatting, it was impossible to move even a little bit.

But Ronaldo doesn't know, and proceeded according to the original plan.

then……

It's a cup! !

"what!!"

"My nose!!!"

Ronaldo was dumbfounded, what about squatting down?

"Don, why don't you squat down?"

"I think so too, but I'm stuck and can't move."

"..."

"Then you didn't tell me sooner."

"It's over, the nose seems to be broken, woo woo woo."

The referee saw that this guy must not be pretending this time, he shed so much blood.

"The stretcher comes in."

Tang Zhenglong came to the sidelines.

Pellegrini wondered: "We agreed to squat, why don't you squat?"

"Boss, the training is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. How do I know that the opponent is so thieves, hold me up, and don't allow me to squat down."

"..."

Pellegrini Khan is dead! !

Can you do this?

After simple treatment, Tang Zhenglong ran back to the court.

The audience burst into applause.

"Xiaolonglong is so mighty, shed so much blood, and still persisted in the competition."

"Xiaolonglong, I love you!"

A few minutes later, Real Madrid got another free kick.

This time, the Barcelona players put on an expression that you just entered.

"Come on, welcome to the wall."

"Tang Zhenglong, come on."

The Real Madrid players were stunned for a moment, this... I won't go.

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong stood in the wall of people.

Pique and Abidal were stunned. Could it be that his brain was broken just now?

"Don, you're still here."

"..."

Pique and Abidal were on one side, supporting Tang Zhenglong.

Ronaldo didn't know what Tang Zhenglong meant, but Tang Zhenglong pouted towards Pique.

"He means?"

"Ah!!!" Pique covered his face.

"Nima's!"

He now knew why Tang Zhenglong was so calm. It turned out that this time he aimed at the people around him.

Soon, Real Madrid won another free kick, Tang Zhenglong swaggered into the wall, this time...

Barcelona is discussing who will defend Tang Zhenglong?
"You go."

"You go."

"I'm not going. If I go, I will be beaten."

"Doesn't that matter?"

"Well, rock-paper-scissors."

In the end, Alves and Busquets became unlucky.

Tang Zhenglong stretched out his hands, "I know the process, hold me up."

Alves and Busquets cried to death.

The feeling of being smothered by professional players must be a huge pain. Alves and Busquets are not stupid, they protect their faces first.

Ronaldo started to run up and kicked the ball.

Alves and Busquets were dumbfounded, this time it was true, the ball was going towards Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong squatted down immediately.

Alves and Busquets were empty-handed, the ball flew through the space squeezed by Tang Zhenglong, and goalkeeper Valdez was caught off guard.

The ball flew into the near corner of the goal.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOAL.

The Bernabéu was boiling.

Ronaldo rushed to the sidelines, ready to enjoy the cheers of the fans, when Tang Zhenglong stood in front of him.

"Don't block me!"

"You can step back and let the hero of the goal enjoy the worship of the fans."

"You? The hero of the goal?"

Tang Zhenglong pointed to his nose, "To be precise, my nose contributed to the goal."

"You don't put gold on your face. The only thing you do is to squat down. A fool can do it. I am the one who scored the goal."

"Cut! Without my resourcefulness, where would the goal come from?"

Ronaldo was so angry that he pointed to a little fat caddy on the sidelines, "How about we ask him to judge?"

"sure."

"Little Fatty, Uncle asks you, who deserves the credit for the goal just now?"

Tang Zhenglong pointed to his own jersey, and then to the little fat man, meaning that this jersey will be given to you later.

The little fat man pointed to Tang Zhenglong, "The credit is his."

Ronaldo was dumbfounded.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ronaldo refused to accept: "This little fat man should be nearsighted, change to another."

Ronaldo pointed to a little girl, "Little beauty, uncle asked you, who deserved the credit for the goal just now?"

Tang Zhenglong wiped his index finger and thumb, and made a gesture of counting money, which meant that I would give money.

The little girl pointed to Tang Zhenglong, "The credit is his."

"..."

"Girls don't understand football, don't understand, let me ask another question."

This time it was a skinny guy.

"Child, uncle asks you, who is credited for scoring the goal just now?"

This time Tang Zhenglong didn't do anything, the child pointed at Tang Zhenglong, "His."

Ronaldo was speechless.

"Don't ask, the caddies in Madrid are all blind."

Tang Zhenglong didn't understand anymore, this little skinny guy is very smart.

"Kid, why did you choose me?"

I only heard the child say: "Brother Tang Zhenglong, I know you are very good at picking up girls, can you teach me?"

(End of this chapter)