big mouth ball king

Chapter 783 Hurry up and assist

"Don, pass me the ball, give it to me."

Arbeloa ran into the penalty area.

The sweatiest is Benzema.

Now that I've gotten to this point?Even Arbeloa came to grab his job?
"Well, Arbeloa, can you go back, this is my territory."

"Hmph!! What is your relationship with Tang Zhenglong? What is my relationship with Tang Zhenglong? You'd better weigh it."

Benzema was dumbfounded, and his heart is not old. Tang Zhenglong has the final say on the current Real Madrid?
In fact, Tang Zhenglong was also annoyed over there. Since Arbeloa's lore, he has become the target of his teammates, but the problem is that he is actually not good at assists.

"The system, it's all your fault. I knew that the trial would not yield any good results."

"Master, don't blame people, please? You are the one who wants to try it yourself."

"..."

"Damn it, I can't beat you to death!! Obviously you forced me."

The Almeria players looked at Tang Zhenglong with fire in their eyes, it was really deceptive, let a right back attack frequently, what did we think of us, to brush up your statistics?
20 minutes into the first half, it was still 0-0.

Arbeloa ran to Tang Zhenglong.

"Boss, why do I feel wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"In the last game against Barcelona, ​​I received your pass and blasted in with one kick, but I didn't feel that way this time. I don't know what's going on?"

"..."

"You are not stupid." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

"Maybe the opponent is too good at it. You know that the competition requires stimulation from the opponent."

Arbeloa nodded.

"It makes sense."

Five minutes later, Arbeloa came back.

"Damn it, why did you get beaten up?"

It turned out to be like this. Arbeloa heard what Tang Zhenglong said, and ran to the opponent, hoping that they would be more serious and show up to the level of Barcelona. When the other party heard this, they were blown away. If I have the level of Barcelona, ​​​​I still need to play in Almeria?
then……

Tang Zhenglong patted Arbeloa, "Don't be impatient, okay? It's only the first half, be patient, impatient won't overwhelm Shaqima."

Arbeloa nodded, he had just left when Marcelo came.

"Boss."

"what?"

"Don, tell me the truth, how is my relationship with you?"

"Average, very average."

"..."

"Don, when you first came, I was the first to make friends with you."

"That's right, but you were also the one who betrayed me first, so you play along."

Unexpectedly... Marcelo has a really thick skin.

"Boss, help me, help me."

"..."

"What's the matter?"

It turns out that the full-backs of the Brazilian national team are too strong now. Alves, Maicon and Marcelo may not be able to go to South Africa, so he wants to score a few more goals and let the national team coach see.

"So that's what happened?"

"Don, I dream of playing in the World Cup."

"Then keep dreaming."

puff!
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"Karim, why don't we curry favor with Tang Zhenglong."

"..."

Benzema didn't expect that Higuain, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would say the same.

"Gonzalo, we are serious strikers. We started shooting training since childhood. We are different from clowns like Arbeloa and Marcelo. We have dignity."

Higuain also understands, but how can he go to the World Cup if he doesn't score?
"I know, but I want to go to South Africa and represent the national team."

"Then you go, anyway, I definitely won't go."

This was known by Tang Zhenglong.

"Fuck, Benzema, you are so noble, like Ronaldo, I hate people who are nobler than me."

Tang Zhenglong patted Higuain, "Gonzalo, don't worry, I'll pass the ball to you, don't worry and score boldly."

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Almeria also has a defender named Macedo, which is only one letter away from Marcelo's Portuguese name.

He was specially defending Tang Zhenglong, but in the 30 minutes of the first half, he really hadn't seen him for a long time. I saw the whole Real Madrid team came to Tang Zhenglong.

It felt as if Almeria belonged to Tang Zhenglong's family, and their goal seemed to be waiting to be covered by rain and dew at any time.

Players have tempers, and so does Macedo.

"Tang Zhenglong, don't bully others too much. Although we are a weak team, we still have dignity."

Tang Zhenglong saw it, wow, Marcelo! !
"When did you have plastic surgery?"

"..."

"See clearly, I am Macedo, not Marcelo."

Tang Zhenglong looked at it carefully, and said impatiently: "It's really troublesome, how about it, I will call you Xiaoma from now on."

"..."

"pony?"

"That's right. For example, Brazil has Ronaldinho and Ronaldinho. From now on, you will be called Pony."

Macedo really wanted to punch him, he sneered and said, "Are people in Real Madrid stupid? Someone actually believes what you say."

"Catch your pass and score a goal?"

"Haha, you are God."

Tang Zhenglong was upset, "Little Ma, believe it or not, if I pass the ball to you, you can score an own goal."

"Bah! If that's the case, I'll kiss your football boots."

"That's what you said!"

"Hehe, I said it."

Tang Zhenglong was also aroused.

"I'm still tyrannical!!"

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"system."

"No."

"..."

"Super assist is a trial skill, no more."

"I know, I remember it seems to have own goal skills."

"This has."

"Exchange one."

Tang Zhenglong looked at Macedo's big face and snickered, "Little Ma, you are similar to Marcelo."

*******
GOOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

GOOOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

Real Madrid's commentary has been holding back for 40 minutes. This game is really boring, so an own goal can make him happy.

Macedo froze.

"What's wrong with me? Why?"

Tang Zhenglong ran over and said with a smile, "How is it? If your words don't count, I can't help it, but I despise you Brazilians."

Macedo smiled bitterly: "We Brazilians must mean what we say."

He kissed Tang Zhenglong's football boots.

This scene was seen by teammates, and they all froze.

"This is?"

"Don, what's the matter?"

Tang Zhenglong said.

The teammates were dumbfounded.

Has Tang Zhenglong's assist miracle reached this level?Can you even catch an own goal?
I saw Benz immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Boss, pass the next ball to me, okay?"

Tang Zhenglong had a smirk on his face.

"Don't you believe it?"

"I believe it now."

Tang Zhenglong glanced at Ronaldo.

"Very good, very good, now Real Madrid is very united, except for one diehard who doesn't believe my words."

"I hope everyone must draw a line with the diehards."

As soon as the words fell, everyone took a step away from Ronaldo.

"very good."

Tang Zhenglong smiled happily.

At this time, the system appeared, "Master, how is your cowhide round?"

(End of this chapter)