big mouth ball king

Chapter 857
Durban Stadium.

The match between Portugal and Brazil is going on intensely. For both sides, there is only one way, and that is to win.

Whoever wins will be able to advance, and the loser will definitely go home.

Ronaldo worked very hard, but his teammates were not strong enough.

"Come on, we need to score goals."

Quaresma wheezes, wheezes.

"If we knew this earlier, we should have beaten the Chinese team when we played."

"..."

"After the fact." Ronaldo thought.

Here Tang Zhenglong can also see the real-time score of Portugal.

"Haha, Cristiano is going home."

"Why are you so happy?" Ibrahimovic asked.

"It's nothing."

"By the way, you two can go to the Maldives together."

"..."

"I say it again, don't make me beat you."

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "You beat me up? Then tomorrow's news will say that a World Cup superstar was beaten by a non-World Cup star."

Ibrahimovic gritted his teeth with hatred.

"In the next World Cup, I will try my best to lead Sweden to qualify, otherwise I will be mad at you."

"Qualifying for the World Cup? It's not that easy. Sweden is not a strong team in Europe."

The fat man patted Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, don't be really mad at Zlatan, okay?"

"It's okay, anyway, he is worthless, if he transfers to AC Milan, Barcelona will still post it?"

puff! !

"Mino, tell the truth, did you not get the commission?"

"Of course there are, but not many."

"Hahaha."

Ibrahimovic's face darkened.

"Don, you have a good relationship with the granddaughter of the chairman of Real Madrid. Why don't you work it out and let Zlatan go to Real Madrid?"

"Hahaha, fat man, what are you thinking? Zlatan is coming to Real Madrid? We have no shortage of water dispenser administrators."

……

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Ibrahimovic finally couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm going to beat you even if it's in the newspaper."

"Ah ah ah ah."

"Help, a non-World Cup star is beating a World Cup star."

"Non... World Cup... star."

"Stop making trouble, the game is over, Portugal has been eliminated." Claudia said.

"Really?"

"Ah."

Tang Zhenglong took a look, the stoppage time here was 3 minutes, 1 minute more than the other side.

"As you wish."

Tang Zhenglong likes to joke, he doesn't really want Ronaldo out.

"I'm just kidding, do I really want Cristiano out? He'll cry to death."

"Hehe, it's over anyway." Claudia picked up her bag and was about to leave.

"Then what do we do now?"

"go to eat."

"What to eat?"

"Chinese food, your treat."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "Forget it, I'm going back, I'm an organized person, I'm a person who can participate in the World Cup."

"..."

In the end, Tang Zhenglong still treated the guests.

Chinese restaurant next to the stadium.

We all know that Chinese restaurants in foreign countries are very expensive.

Tang Zhenglong looked at the menu and got used to converting it into US dollars.

"What are you doing with your phone?"

"Let me calculate the price of the vegetables."

"Damn it, a fish-flavored shredded pork is $30, why don't you grab it."

"Damn!! Kung Pao Chicken, $50."

The fat man smiled and said, "This is a restaurant next to the World Cup stadium, of course it's expensive."

"That's too expensive."

"You, a star who can participate in the World Cup, can't afford a Chinese meal." Ibrahimovic laughed.

"..."

At this time, a black South African came in, looking furtive, and asked anyone he saw, "Do you want tickets for the World Cup?"

"World Cup tickets?"

"I have three."

"Let me see."

"Fuck, it's over."

This South African thief is also stupid. He doesn't know that the World Cup tickets are real-name, and they can't be sold if they are stolen.

"I know it's over, but this ticket is collectible, so let's do it for $100."

"Hehe, you stole this."

"Absolutely not."

"Where did that come from?"

"I picked it up, but a white man threw it away."

"Hehe, don't!"

Ibrahimovic's eyes are burning.

"I'm going to kill him."

Raiola and Tang Zhenglong hurriedly pressed down.

"Don't be impulsive."

"It's easy for you to beat him up, but what price will you pay?"

"This bastard almost made it impossible for me to watch the World Cup."

"Let's call the police," Raiola said.

Tang Zhenglong sneered: "If it is useful to call the police, will South Africa be so chaotic?"

"What should I do?"

Tang Zhenglong thought about it and remembered Tang Muyan.

"wait for me."

"Miss Tang."

"Xiaolonglong, do you miss me?"

"Of course, Sister Tang is so beautiful, it's like three autumns after seeing each other."

"See you soon?"

"Xiaolonglong, haven't you seen each other in a day?"

"..."

"Xiaolonglong, are you teasing me?"

puff.

"Sister Tang, I just made a slip of the tongue, don't take it to heart."

"Hehe, I like you to tease me, you continue."

"..."

"Sister Tang, I'm actually looking for you for something."

"what's up?"

"Sister Tang, I remember you said that your family is very powerful in South Africa."

"is acceptable."

"Then see if you can..."

Tang Zhenglong told the story.

"It's a trivial matter. The locals in South Africa are very bad, and there are a lot of thieves. You should learn a lesson."

"Hey, that's what I thought too."

"Then I'll contact you right away."

"OK, thank you, Miss Tang."

"Don't just thank me, you can tease me again."

……

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"How?" Ibrahimovic asked.

"Just wait and see." Tang Zhenglong smiled.

Soon a police car came, and two Chinese police officers got off it.

The South African thief saw it and was ready to withdraw.

"Stop! What about you!!"

"stop."

The South African thief threw the ticket in the trash and thought it was all right.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"Come with us."

"Hey!! I didn't break the law."

"Come with us."

"You can't arrest people randomly."

"This is South Africa."

The thief wanted to cry.

After getting into the police car, the thief thought, "Where is this going?"

The police car stopped in front of an alley.

"Go in!!"

"Do not!!!"

"Then don't blame us for using violence against you."

"Whoa, what did I do wrong?"

Soon the thief knew what he had done.

Ibrahimovic raised his casserole-sized fist and shook it in front of the thief, "Do you still remember me?"

"..."

"You know what? I'm being humiliated continuously by a jerk because you stole my tickets."

Tang Zhenglong beside him was sweating on his forehead.

"Sorry, I was wrong." The thief cried.

"My mother is sick, I have no money to treat her, and I don't want to be a thief."

"Is your mother sick? What is it?"

"cancer."

Tang Zhenglong rolled his eyes, this guy is obviously lying.

"Still lying, aren't you? Do you want to pick up soap?"

"What do you mean?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "I don't even know black words, let me explain to you."

(End of this chapter)