big mouth ball king

Chapter 786 The Unluckiest Boy in the Crowd
Slow-motion playback, it was originally a harmless ball, but the goalkeeper seemed to have butter on his hands and let it go! !

"Can this also be released?"

"You took the money, didn't you?"

The most surprising thing is Benzema. Tang Zhenglong said that his passing has the attribute of scoring goals. Is it true?

If this is the case, then as long as he pleases Tang Zhenglong in the future, wouldn't he score as much as he wants, and score as much as he wants.

Thinking of this, Benzema smiled.

"Mom doesn't worry about me scoring goals anymore."

Seeing that Benzema scored, Higuain and Marcelo became even more impatient.

"Don, it's my turn, isn't it?" Marcelo said.

"I ask you two, do you have a dream?"

Higuain shook his head, "No."

……

"how about you?"

Marcelo thought for a while, "My dream is to marry Gisele Bundchen, the No. 1 model in Brazil, and have many children."

"Wow, what a great dream, I support you."

Higuain Khan died and left silently.

"Then you've got to score a great goal."

Marcelo shook his head, "No, I'm not picky."

Tang Zhenglong thought to himself, "I got this skill by risking my face. You don't care, I care a lot!"

Tang Zhenglong patted Marcelo on the shoulder.

"No, you have to score a great goal, super great."

"for example?"

Tang Zhenglong thought about it.

"Do you know Zidane's Flying Immortal?"

"Of course, it was the greatest goal in the history of the Champions League."

In the 2002 UEFA Champions League final, Carlos broke through from the left and made a pass from the bottom. The ball flew high.

The difficulty of this goal is huge. The key is that Real Madrid won the Champions League that year by relying on this ball.

"I'll pass the ball to you later, and you volley like Zidane, Curly, you're going to be red."

"is it?"

"Hahaha."

"Thank you dad."

"..."

"..."

"Thank you boss."

"That's right."

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Tang Zhenglong dribbled the ball and made a breakthrough on the side. In order to completely reproduce Zidane's majestic appearance, Tang Zhenglong switched to the left, but the problem is that Ronaldo's position is on the left.

"Don, this is mine..."

"Then go to the right, I'll give it to you."

"Why!"

"Just because I'm the first brother."

At this time, there was a sarcastic remark from the other party.

"Pretend, continue to pretend."

Ronaldo was taken aback, "What pretense?"

"Cut, pretending to be infighting again. We already knew that you and Tang Zhenglong like to pretend to be infighting. In fact, you are Tang Zhenglong's younger brother."

Rumble.

Five thunderstorms hit the top.

"Tang Zhenglong's younger brother?"

"You dare to say it again and try!!!"

"Pretend!! Continue your performance."

Ronaldo wants to cry but has no tears. He once pretended, but it was also for scoring goals.

"Tang Zhenglong, tell him."

"Hehe, let me tell you, you are right!!"

puff! !

"Okay, I'll go to the right, I can't be provoked, I'll hide!!"

Tang Zhenglong broke through with the ball.

Left-footed cross.

Tang Zhenglong kicked it away, but it missed, and he threw himself on the ground.

The opponent's defender was stunned. What kind of weird tactic is this?
After 30 seconds, he finally came to his senses. It turned out that it was not a tactic, but that Tang Zhenglong really pounced.

"Whoa, system, come out."

"Master, it's not my fault. What I gave you is the assist skill, not the foot-changing skill. Your main foot is still the right foot. Have you ever seen Beckham pass the ball with his left foot?"

"Damn!! You still have plausible words!"

At this moment, the opponent's defender stretched out his hand, "Mitch, I'll pull you up."

"Mickey?"

"..."

"My name is Tang Zhenglong."

"Hehe, Mickey, you are very humorous."

"..."

******
Marcelo waited to pick up the wallet in the penalty area, but Tang Zhenglong was slow to pass the ball.

At this time Benzema moved his mind.

"Hehe, you can do what Tang Zhenglong says. I think you should go back to defend honestly, or you will be scolded to death by the boss."

"Cut!! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, I'm leaving, I'll give you an assist, right?"

At this time Higuain also came.

"Stop arguing, or should I come?"

"roll."

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong's pass arrived. Marcelo saw it, turned around halfway, and shot in the air.

The movements are extremely chic and stretched, just like Zidane back then.

But there is one difference, Tang Zhenglong only discovered it later.

That is Marcelo is shorter than Zidane! !

"Damn, I made a mistake. I passed it according to Qi Zu's height. Curly, I'm sorry."

Marcelo cried to death! !

The ball flew past and landed at Higuain's feet, and the Argentine pushed the goal between them.

The ball flew straight into the goal as if it had eyes.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

"Tang Zhenglong performed a hat-trick of assists. Is he preparing to switch to play as a midfielder?"

Marcelo snapped his fingers.

"Abeloa, Benzema, Higuain, everyone has picked up the wallet, and I am the most unlucky, woo woo woo."

Tang Zhenglong looked embarrassed.

"Curly hair, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so short."

"..."

secondary damage.

At this time, the built-in BGM - Chen Xiaochun's "No Such Fate" sounded in the sky.

"Okay, I'm back playing left-back, I don't want to score goals, I don't want to marry a Brazilian supermodel."

Tang Zhenglong couldn't bear to see Marcelo's pitiful appearance.

"Okay, the next ball must be passed to you, if you can't score, you will kick me!!"

"Really?"

Tang Zhenglong patted his chest, "Who am I, Tang Zhenglong? Of course what I said is true."

"Haha, boss."

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Tang Zhenglong found Higuain and Benzema.

"It's almost done. Don't compete with Marcelo for the next ball, or you won't give me face."

"Ah."

Higuain and Benzema now especially believe in Tang Zhenglong's strength, and he will do whatever he says.

Tang Zhenglong thought about it, but he was still uneasy, so he called the opponent's guard over again.

"Why are you looking for us?"

When Tang Zhenglong said it, the opponent's defender was stunned.

"You mean, you're going to help Marcelo score, so we don't score an own goal?"

"Yes, what I mean is that you don't help yourself."

Deceiving too much.

It's like a guy wants to chase your girlfriend, and then he informs you in advance.

"Don, have you bought a lot of insurance?"

"No, why do you ask that?"

"We thought you bought a huge amount of insurance, so you deliberately provoked us, and then you were beaten to death by us, so your family can get a huge premium."

"..."

This brain hole...why not write a novel?

Marcelo ran into the penalty area, looking hopeless.

"Don't run away, I can't get in anyway."

While Marcelo was walking, he was suddenly hit by something.

"Damn it, drinking cold water will also clog your teeth, can I still get smashed when I go for a walk?"

Looking again, I don't know why, the ball is in the goal.

(End of this chapter)