big mouth ball king

Chapter 907

The second half begins.

Tang Zhenglong thought about it and decided to buy skills.

Tang Zhenglong showed a harmless expression: "System, you have to help me."

"..."

"Master, you are so disgusting that I want to leave you now."

"Don't! When I become the king of the ball, you can roll as far as you like."

puff! !

The system threw Tang Zhenglong a skill card.

Attack Routine Card! !

"What do you mean? And 500 points."

"Turn over and have a look."

Tang Zhenglong turned it over and saw that there was a drop-down menu with 10 options, Argentina, Brazil, Germany, Italy... Netherlands.

"I want Holland."

As we all know, the most glorious era of Dutch football is the era of the Three Musketeers.

Van Basten, Gullit, Rijkaard.

That was also the only era when Dutch football won the European Cup.

"I see, this skill is what makes up the Dutch Three Musketeers."

"I still have to find two people."

At this time, Tang Zhenglong's eyes fell on Di Maria and Benzema.

"Just the two of you."

"By the way, how to bind this skill?"

"Look at the instructions."

Tang Zhenglong took a closer look, and suddenly thunder struck.

DUANG! ! !

"To use this skill, three people must hold hands and circle around. PS: at least two circles."

Tang Zhenglong imagined himself holding hands with Di Maria and Benzema and circling in circles. Wouldn't that picture be too beautiful?

And are the two of them so easy to pull?

"System, you are getting weirder and weirder now. We three big men are holding hands on the court? Are you still going around in circles?"

"Can I see it?"

"Master, aren't you shameless?"

"I'm just shameless, I still have to face, okay?"

"..."

no solution anymore.

Tang Zhenglong had to find a way to lure the two together first.

Di Maria is easy to handle, newcomer, easy to fool, but Benzema is different, he is an old fritters.

Before the World Cup, this guy played with Franck Ribery of the national team and was almost arrested by the French police. He couldn't even go to the World Cup, so he ended up spending money.

A dead ball chance.

Tang Zhenglong approached Di Maria.

"Angel, do you believe in luck?"

"Of course I do."

"Do you feel that our Real Madrid has not been very lucky recently?"

Di Maria nodded, "It seems so, it hurt so many people."

Tang Zhenglong lowered his voice and said, "I have a way to change my luck."

Di Maria's heart skipped a beat.

"Can this be changed?"

"The secret technique from the East can be changed!!!"

"How?" Di Maria was a little interested.

Tang Zhenglong pretended to be embarrassed.

"what happened?"

"There is a way, but two people can't operate it, three people are needed."

"Tell me."

Tang Zhenglong said.

"Walking around?" Di Maria was stunned. After all, he is a normal person, and he is not Marcelo and Han Peng. It will be difficult to understand for a while.

"I don't understand, can you change your luck by turning around?"

"As I said, it is a secret technique, so there is a certain probability of failure, almost 70% success rate."

Di Maria nodded, "That's pretty good too."

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "Let's go and tell Benzema kindly later, do you agree?"

"You mean to lie to him?"

"..."

"Don't say it so ugly, it's a white lie, not a lie!"

Di Maria was a little embarrassed.

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "You can beat Ronaldo, but it's just a matter of me."

……

"Ok."

******
Khedira kicked a curve ball, sent a machete into the penalty area, and Benzema's header went wide.

Regret.

The Frenchman had a look of regret on his face.

Tang Zhenglong and Di Maria started to sing double reeds.

"Angel, do you know why I can score so many goals?"

Di Maria said loudly, "I don't know."

"It's because of the oriental secret technique."

"What oriental secret technique?"

"It's a pity, three are missing one."

"Tell me."

Tang Zhenglong said.

But there was no response from Benzema.

"Failed?"

Tang Zhenglong was upset, Benzema was not as easy to fool as Marcelo, but 1 minute later, Benzema took the initiative to find Tang Zhenglong.

"Tang, the oriental secret technique you just mentioned?"

Tang Zhenglong understood that Benzema was Mensao.

"You want to know?"

"Ah."

"Is such that."

Benzema was stunned after hearing this.

"Walking in circles? Do you need three more people?"

"Yes."

Benzema shook his head, goals are of course important, but face is also important, otherwise his girlfriend will not be found in the future.

"Kalam, do you think this is good? If the reporter asks you after the game, you can push it all to me, and I will do the bad guys."

"Really?"

"Of course, I, Tang Zhenglong, have always been very loyal to my friends."

Benzema weighed the pros and cons and was able to score goals, but the bad guy Tang Zhenglong did it, which seems to be not bad.

Tang Zhenglong struck while the iron was hot.

"You agree?"

Benzema nodded.

"Great, I'll go find Angel, let's go around in circles."

******
Mourinho was watching the game. It was 10 minutes into the second half and it was still 1-1. It was really annoying.

"Real Madrid can't do without me."

At this time, Ronaldo beside him patted him.

"Boss, look quickly."

"What catches your eyes?"

Mourinho glanced at it, and suddenly it was like being struck by lightning.

Benzema!Di Maria!Tang Zhenglong!

Three people are walking in circles hand in hand.

……

……

"My God, is Real Madrid like this? Have they given up their lives?" The commentator was surprised.

Mourinho held his heart, "Cristiano, if I have a heart attack later, take me to the hospital."

……

On the court, Benzema and Di Maria wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

"Don, will this work?"

"That's right, it will be effective in 5 minutes at most."

The two nodded, but they were also dubious.

******
"System, how long can this skill last?"

"Until the end of the game."

"It's more generous this time." Tang Zhenglong laughed, feeling that he had made a profit.

The system is also laughing. Although Dutch football is beautiful, it does not mean that they can score goals every time. In fact, it is up to themselves to finish the goal.

Benzema approached Di Maria, "Do you feel like you were tricked by Tang Zhenglong?"

"No way, he himself participated in it."

"But he was shameless."

"..."

Di Maria said stiffly, "I think Tang is a good person."

Soon, Tang Zhenglong took the ball, he looked at Benzema, and passed it with one kick.

Benzema was just about to catch the ball, but there was a magical scene, a light touch of the foot, and the ball was passed to Di Maria.

"..."

"I'm going to stop the ball, what's going on?"

Benzema's whole body was shocked. Could it be that what Tang Zhenglong said was true?Am I playing football on instinct now?

The same feeling also appeared in Di Maria's body.

(End of this chapter)