big mouth ball king

Chapter 839 I hate the sky, I don't hate the referee

Ding sound.

Goal warning.

Tang Zhenglong was shocked.

"Could it be that the ball is about to be lost?"

Following the warning instructions, Tang Zhenglong's eyes fell on a Brazilian player.

"JUAN."

Brazilian defender Juan, but Tang Zhenglong doesn't know him.

"Is this guy going to score a goal?"

Tang Zhenglong immediately went over to make trouble.

"Excuse me, what is your name?"

"..."

"I know you are deliberately disgusting me."

"..."

"It's really not this time, I really don't know you."

"That's okay, stay away from me."

Tang Zhenglong didn't leave. When it comes to corner kicks, it's easy for idiots to score goals, because idiots usually have no defense around them.

"Let me ask you, do you want to come to Real Madrid? I can recommend you. If you are like this, you should be a bad mess, right?"

……

"Please get out!!"

Kaka takes a corner kick.

The ball passed the front point, the middle, and came to the back point. Everyone missed it. Turning around, there were two people on the landing point... Tang Zhenglong and Juan.

Look at what Tang Zhenglong is doing now...

Han Peng froze, "Brother Long, are you...playing hooligans?"

Tang Zhenglong hugged and hugged Juan, he knew it, he was defending, but he didn't know it, he thought he was molesting a decent woman.

……

"What are you looking at me for?"

Juan pushed hard, and Tang Zhenglong fell down immediately.

At this time, Li Tie reacted the fastest, "What are you still doing in a daze? Come on!"

Li Tie was afraid that Tang Zhenglong's "playing hooligans" just now would be considered a foul by the referee, and that would be a penalty kick, so he wanted to muddy the water.

Han Peng is the worst.

"What are you doing! Bullying our Brother Long, right?"

"Give me a reasonable explanation."

Juan is dumbfounded, friend, I also want to give you an explanation, but please speak English or Spanish, is Portuguese okay?
The referee came.

"Damn! It's Tang Zhenglong again."

"stand up."

"I'm seriously injured and I can't get up."

"The stretcher comes in."

Tang Zhenglong was carried out, and after 10 seconds, the game ended.

Tang Zhenglong fell off the stretcher with a whoosh.

"The Chinese team won."

Duan Xuan cried.

The fans at the scene cried.

The fans in front of the TV cried.

Zhu Guanghu also cried, he turned his back and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Han Peng rushed over.

"Brother Long, we won."

"Hahaha."

……

……

Then Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, the referee ran over and gave him a yellow card.

"Master referee, the game is over."

"This yellow card is because you cheated."

"No, I was injured at first, but I suddenly recovered."

"Hehe, insulting my IQ, do you want to give you another one?"

"..."

Tang Zhenglong could only choose to shut up.

He can fight against the sky, but he can't fight with the referee, otherwise he may not be able to get the ball in the next game.

Marcelo came over.

"The result was bitter, but I still want to congratulate you, Don."

"Thank you, Curly, don't worry, the Brazilian team will definitely qualify for the group stage, and Cristiano will go home."

puff.

"hope so."

"Exchanging jerseys?"

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

"I have a lot of your jersey. I want to exchange it with Kaka."

"Okay." Marcelo shrugged.

Tang Zhenglong walked towards Kaka.

The expression on the face of the Brazilian prince was still so melancholy. Although the loss in the first game was not the end of the world, the bitter taste was still so uncomfortable.

At this time Tang Zhenglong came over.

"Can I exchange jerseys?"

"of course."

The two exchanged jerseys, and Tang Zhenglong comforted Kaka.

"Don't worry, the Brazilian team will be the last one to qualify, and Cristiano will go home."

……

"Does this mean that your team is friendly?" Kaka thought to himself.

Satisfied with getting the jersey, Tang Zhenglong was walking back when he met the little caddy just now.

"Bring it."

"What?" Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.

"Kaka's jersey, I saw it."

I... Le... a... go! ! !
Tang Zhenglong was really angry from the heart, and the evil was born from the guts.

"Kid, do you really want to be beaten by a superstar?"

"Here, you promised me."

"I promise Nima!"

The caddy cried.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

"Haha." Tang Zhenglong sneered in his heart, "The game is over, don't cry, you just piss, I don't care."

Unexpectedly, reporters surrounded me at this moment.

Tang Zhenglong saw that it was not good.

At this time, someone needs to top the bag, Tang Zhenglong called to Han Peng, "You push it, I will withdraw first."

"No problem, Brother Long."

When the reporter came over, the microphone was directed at Han Peng.

"This player from the Chinese team, may I ask why you bullied a little caddy?"

Han Peng shrugged.

"I'm not good at English."

"It's okay, I can speak Chinese." A reporter raised his hand and said.

"May I ask why you bullied a little caddy?"

This caddy is also a good person. Seeing more and more people, he cried louder.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

"I'm dead."

Tang Zhenglong took a look not far away, things were going to get worse, Han Peng was stupid, and he was not good at foreign languages.

At this time Tang Zhenglong appeared.

First he touched the little caddy's head, and then said with a smile: "My friend's foreign language is not good, so I'll be his translator."

"Don, ask us why he bullies the caddy."

At this moment, the little caddy pointed to Tang Zhenglong.

"He bullied me."

Everyone sees it.

what! !

Is it Tang Zhenglong?

But Tang Zhenglong wasn't there at all just now.

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "Have you seen it? This little caddy has serious face blindness. He sees all Asians in the same way."

Everyone looked at each other.

Tang Zhenglong scanned the crowd and found a South Korean reporter.

"Seoul Sports Daily" Park Sung-heon.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Tang Zhenglong whispered to the little caddy, "Did you see that uncle, you just need to say that he did it, and I'll give you the jersey."

"really?"

"of course."

The little caddy pointed at Park Sung-hyun.

"He bullied me."

Pu Chengxian was stunned.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't know you at all."

The reporters saw that this was getting more and more nonsense, and the kid's words were not credible at all.

scattered.

scattered.

Not a dime in the news.

After the reporter left, the child asked Tang Zhenglong for his jersey.

"Jersey? Believe it or not I put a sock in your mouth."

Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

"Haha, kid, have you heard the story about the wolf coming?"

"No."

"My brother will tell you again, once upon a time there was a South African kid who wanted to blackmail the Chinese for their jerseys, but he was beaten severely, and then he became honest."

"Whoa whoa whoa."

"Brother Long, this brat is too bad, why don't I beat him up."

……

"Are you really capable of doing it?"

emmmmmmm.

"Forget it."

At this time Li Tie and the others called Tang Zhenglong.

"Longlong, come here quickly, the reporters from Channel [-] are looking for you."

"Okay, it's coming soon."

Unexpectedly, the child spoke again, "Actually, football socks are also fine."

(End of this chapter)