big mouth ball king

Chapter 778 Super Assist
"Zlatan belongs to your family?"

"We are an agent and Raiola treats me like his own son, so Ibrahimovic is also my son."

"roll!!"

puff.

Guardiola raised his hand to express his embarrassment.

"Zlatan, don't hang out with this guy, it won't do you any good."

"Boss, you are right, I shouldn't be with Tang Zhenglong, I was wrong."

"Nima!!"

"Zlatan, you traitor."

"Go away! It's all your fault."

Tang Zhenglong's mouth was twisted with anger, this move was very slippery.

*****
Ding sound.

"A mission again?"

Tang Zhenglong found the task window.

"Why is there no mission?"

"Master, here comes the welfare."

"..."

"Welfare? Why don't I believe it?"

Skill: Super Assist (Trial).

"What is a trial?"

"Trial skills are free to use, but the effect is not guaranteed, and there may be side effects."

"..."

"Forget it, and it's an assist. I'm the first brother, why should I assist others?"

The system is persuasive: "Master, think about it, scoring goals can only make people jealous, but assists can be rewarded evenly, and your teammates will worship you. This is to build character."

"Hehe, no need, I just like being envied."

"..."

"System, don't I know what kind of pee you are? Asking for opinions is just a formality, right? Even if I refuse, you will still force it on me in the end."

"Master, you know me very well, it's such a happy decision."

Super assist.

As the name suggests, this is an assist skill.

The reason why it is called Super is that as long as it is turned on, whoever Tang Zhenglong passes the ball to, he will guarantee a goal with his first shot.

"Fuck, so strong? This is a bug."

Tang Zhenglong looked around at his teammates, who would feed such a good cake?
Ronaldo?
Ha ha.

Tang Zhenglong laughed, "Why do I have such a ridiculous idea."

"Benzema?"

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"I have a mediocre relationship with the Frenchman, and I don't want to assist him."

After much deliberation, Tang Zhenglong thought of Marcelo.

"Curly, you have a wallet, do you want to pick it up?"

"where?"

Marcelo looked down.

"..."

"I'm using an analogy, that is, I have something good to find you."

"Cut! I thought you were smashed by the wallet."

"Damn it, you earn so much a year and are so greedy for money."

"What's the matter?"

Tang Zhenglong told the story.

"You mean to assist me?"

"That's right, but there's one thing, you can't stop the ball, you have to shoot the ball the first second you catch it, you can't hesitate."

Marcelo Khan.

"why me?"

"Because we have the best relationship, are others worthy of my assists?"

Of course Marcelo didn't believe it.

*****
"Let me tell everyone, Tang Zhenglong is crazy, that's what he told me."

……

……

After Marcelo finished speaking, everyone laughed.

"It's outrageous. Tang Zhenglong thought he was God. If he passes the ball to you, you can score?"

"Tang Zhenglong, don't you call yourself Tang Zhenglong if you are not arrogant?"

"That's it."

Tang Zhenglong came over.

"What are you talking about? So happy."

"It's nothing, we're discussing what to have for supper later."

Tang Zhenglong patted Pepe, "Professional players can't eat late at night, you will die like this."

"roll!"

"Haha."

Marcelo took Tang Zhenglong's words as a joke, but someone took it seriously.

That's Arbeloa.

Arbeloa's status in Real Madrid is mediocre, he belongs to the kind of player who is likely to become a substitute, but he is not willing to be purged by the team, so he has to hug his thigh, and he is very clear about the relationship between Tang Zhenglong and Florentino's granddaughter.

then……

"If Tang Zhenglong passes me the ball and I do what he says, can I become friends with him?"

Arbeloa finds Marcelo.

"I want to ask you one thing."

"what's up?"

"Can Tang Zhenglong give you the chance to assist me?"

Marcelo was slightly taken aback.

"Do you believe?"

"I don't believe it, but I want to make friends with Tang Zhenglong."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

This kind of favor is not worth a penny, and Marcelo thinks there is no reason not to let it go.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, treat me to dinner when you have time, I will give you a big favor, hahaha."

*****
The second half is almost over, with 8 minutes left.

Both coaches have no cards to play.

Guardiola walked up and down to ease the anxiety in his heart, while Pellegrini pretended to be calm, and his heart was also up and down.

Real Madrid have the ball.

Barcelona retreated back, at this time not conceding the ball is more important than scoring.

Real Madrid passed three passes and fell twice. The ball couldn't go in, so they had to retreat to the penalty area. Tang Zhenglong controlled the ball.

"Curly hair?? People??"

"Shouldn't you let me dove?"

Tang Zhenglong was so angry that he saw Arbeloa appearing at the agreed position, beckoning to Tang Zhenglong.

"why you?"

"do not care!!"

Tang Zhenglong made a cross pass, and Arbeloa did not stop, and as agreed, he shot a burst.

Arbeloa thought: "Scoring goals is impossible, the important thing is that Tang Zhenglong is happy."

Tang Zhenglong was happy, blowing on the pillow, maybe he could stay in Real Madrid forever.

"Hahaha, I'm about to get rich."

After the ball flew out, Arbeloa turned around and ran away, "I have to go back to defend."

Running and running, suddenly saw Marcelo stunned.

"what happened?"

Marcelo pointed to the opponent's goal.

"You scored."

"..."

"Are you kidding me? Today is April Fool's Day?"

"look by youself."

Arbeloa turned around and couldn't believe it. His teammates rushed over and pinned him down.

"I didn't see it, you became famous this time."

National Derby, at the last moment, lore Barcelona, ​​this can be blown for ten years! !

"Damn! What Tang Zhenglong said is true, woo woo woo."

Marcelo's intestines are full of regrets. He was originally a lore hero.

"Don, why don't you send me another one?"

"Hehe! Impossible."

"..."

"Curly hair, life is like a train, once you pass the station, you can't go back, go slowly and regret it."

"..."

"Brother Long, your pass is amazing."

Tang Zhenglong patted Arbeloa, "Yes, but your shooting also takes 10% of the credit."

"It's too much, I only have 1% of the credit, right?"

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "5%, it can't be less, otherwise I'm in a hurry with you."

"Okay, I'll listen to Brother Long."

Everyone was stunned. Now that the atmosphere of our Real Madrid has become so bad, everyone started to flatter Tang Zhenglong?

"Abeloa, we despise you, look at Marcelo, how spineless, he will never listen to Tang Zhenglong."

Marcelo is crying in his heart, can you stop talking?Don't know I'm sad?
(End of this chapter)