big mouth ball king

Chapter 844 I Slip, Slip
Have you ever taken your girlfriend on roller skating?
The way you hold your girlfriend up.

C Luo Lei stopped, Tang Zhenglong called Han Peng to help him.

"Don, can I get you a wheelchair?"

"No need, just someone to help."

The referee came running.

"What are you doing?"

"I get used to it, it's not balanced at first."

"..."

"Then you change the spikes."

Ronaldo interjected: "He wants to tackle."

The referee was stunned.

"I advise you to change the spikes immediately."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head.

"I refuse, and what kind of spikes the player uses is his freedom, right?"

"..."

"Okay, I'll prepare a stretcher for you, and let me know when you need it."

puff.

Ronaldo laughed unkindly.

*****
"Han Peng, withdraw, I can do it."

"Brother Long, do you really not need me?"

Tang Zhenglong waved his hand. In fact, this is the same as a bicycle, and it will be OK after a little practice.

"Quaresma, here I come."

Quaresma turned extraordinary.

Li Tie really can't hold Quaresma, even Li Tie in the Everton period, there is still a big gap with Quaresma.

After Quaresma broke through, he suddenly felt a gust of wind from the side. Looking sideways, Tang Zhenglong almost died of sweat, and Tang Zhenglong shoveled over.

"Tang Zhenglong!"

As the saying goes, those who are horizontal are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying. Tang Zhenglong's flying shovel is almost about to break his leg.

No matter how good your martial arts are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.

Quaresma was a little slow, and the ball was shoveled away by Tang Zhenglong.

"Wow, I succeeded, I am so strong."

"Hahaha."

"Longlong, I was scared to death just now, I'm really afraid that you will get a red card."

"How is it possible? I am technical."

"Haha."

Ronaldo was very dissatisfied, he ran over, "Why are you hiding! If he shovels you, it will be a red card."

The words are unintentional, but the listener is interested.

Quaresma wondered, "Is this still a human language?"

"Cristiano, Portugal is not only worth your life, but my legs are also valuable."

Ronaldo was taken aback, he knew that Quaresma had misunderstood himself.

"That's not what I meant! You can pass the ball."

At this time Tang Zhenglong appeared, "That's what he meant. The whole of Portugal is worth money by him. You are all floating clouds."

"..."

"roll!"

"Look! If I tell the truth, he will kill me."

Quaresma Khan died, he was not stupid, of course he knew that Tang Zhenglong was trying to sow discord.

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Hush! !

The referee blows his whistle.

"you!"

Tang Zhenglong pointed to himself.

"I?"

"It's you."

"What's wrong with me? I don't seem to have fouled."

"It's too dangerous for you to slide around. This is a dangerous move. I will give you two options, either leave the defensive area or change your shoes."

At present, FIFA gives referees greater rights, such as dangerous actions can be stopped.

Tang Zhenglong was not happy.

The referee pointed to Portugal's half.

"I suggest you go to the opponent's half."

"Ok."

Pepe has been idle here for a long time, and the Chinese team has basically no offense. Gao Lin and Han Peng have been standing there for a long time.

Seeing Tang Zhenglong coming, Peipei took the initiative to talk to him, "Tang, let's chat?"

"Okay, but I'll get the ball later, you have to release the water."

"Hehe, it's impossible for you to get the ball."

"Cut! Look down on people."

"I bet you won't even touch the ball within 10 minutes."

"Haha, don't take 10 minutes, just 5 minutes."

Five minutes later, Tang Zhenglong regretted that the Chinese team really couldn't pass the ball.

"..."

"Don, I'll overweight, I'll bet for half an hour."

"roll."

Tang Zhenglong ran back to find Li Tie and Zheng Zhi.

"Two big brothers, pass the ball."

"Pass? How to pass?"

Han Peng and Gao Lin couldn't hold the ball, but Tang Zhenglong could, but he was surrounded by Portuguese defenders.

"Zhenglong, it's impossible for us to pass the ball to you."

"Then make it bigger."

"That goes straight to the bottom line."

"fine."

"fine?"

Tang Zhenglong pointed to his sneakers.

"I can skate."

DUANG.

The two were shocked.

Can you still do this?

But if Tang Zhenglong can really do it, it seems possible.

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "Is there any other way? If we can't form an attack, then this game might as well be surrendered early."

Li Tie and Zheng Zhi thought about it, and this is the reason.

"Try it."

"Ah."

*****
"Don, don't look, no one will pass the ball to you." Pepe laughed.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense, it seems that you didn't talk so much when you were in Real Madrid."

"..."

At this time, Zheng Zhi steals the ball, he takes a look, and drives forward with a big foot. In the eyes of the Portuguese players, this is basically a clearance.

Tang Zhenglong immediately ran forward.

Pepe followed a few steps and found that the ball was way too far.

"Don, there's no need to chase after him."

But Tang Zhenglong still pursued at full speed.

"crazy!!"

If Pepe stopped chasing, it would be a waste of precious physical energy.

But a scene that everyone didn't expect happened, Tang Zhenglong flew out.

Tang Zhenglong slid a certain distance on the lawn, hooked the ball with his right foot, and hooked the ball back before the baseline.

Dumbfounded! !
The Portuguese players looked at it, no, even if Tang Zhenglong hooked the ball back, what's the use?
Look again, the ball is rolling towards a Chinese player in white.

Han Peng! ! !

Most Portuguese players can't even pronounce his name.

Han Peng himself was taken aback.

Many people imagine that pies will fall from the sky, but if you are really hit by pies one day, you must be ignorant at first.

Tang Zhenglong shouted, "Shoot, Han Peng, if you can't get in, I'll beat you."

"Brother Long is mighty."

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death, no matter what time, he was still laughing.

Portuguese goalkeeper Eduardo rushed forward.

After all, Han Peng played in the Bundesliga Bundesliga, and one-on-one is still reliable. Han Peng glanced at the goalkeeper's position and pushed to the far corner of the goal.

The ball rolled slowly into the goal.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL! !
"Brother Long, I scored a goal."

Tang Zhenglong patted Han Peng, "That's right, you can boast for eight lifetimes, and your descendants will still be proud of you after 800 years."

"Brother Long is mighty!"

Teammates ran over.

"Han Peng, you must be fooled."

"You just got it. This is strength. Brother Long said, I am China's second Tang Zhenglong."

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death.

The teammate smiled and said: "I think so, at least in terms of face, it's almost the same."

"Hahaha."

"You are jealous, Chiguoguo."

envy?This is for sure. The Chinese team does not often enter the World Cup. It is such a pride to score a goal in the World Cup.

Gao Lin laughed and said, "I'm jealous of you now and want to kill you."

"Hahaha."

******
Queiroz frowned, Tang Zhenglong!

"This guy always does magic."

In fact, when he was still in the Premier League, Queiroz was also at Manchester United, so he noticed Tang Zhenglong.

(End of this chapter)