big mouth ball king

Chapter 920 Shout Tang Zhenglong 100 Times
"Can you hold on?"

"I'm afraid not."

Mourinho had no choice but to substitute Carvalho.

Although Carvalho is also a good central defender, he has been a substitute since he came to Real Madrid, and his business must be a lot rusty.

Allegri is an old fox. He knows that the opponent temporarily changes the central defender. This must be the weakest point.

So he called Ibrahimovic and Inzaghi.

"Focus on Carvalho's side."

"Yes, boss."

Soon, Carvalho was hit by his opponents like a storm.

Seedorf went straight, Ibrahimovic forced Carvalho, and in the end Carvalho was broken, and Ibrahimovic faced goalkeeper Cassie directly.

The Swede shot lightly and the ball flew into the goal slowly.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL! !
2 to 1, AC Milan overtook.

Tang Zhenglong rushed over, "Zlatan, how shameless are you AC Milan now? Deliberately hitting our weak points."

Ibrahimovic stunned.

"no?"

"Of course not. Bullying the weak is nothing. If you have the ability, come at me."

Ibrahimovic was dumbfounded.

"Tang, you are so rich now, can you go and treat your illness?"

"..."

Carvalho gasped for breath. Since the start of the league, he has not played an official game. Now he is suddenly asked to play. The pressure can be imagined.

Now that the ball is conceded again, Carvalho has nowhere to say the guilt in his heart.

Tang Zhenglong patted him.

"It's okay, it's just a ball."

"Thank you, Don."

"I'm serious, I'll tell you one of Ibrahimovic's weaknesses."

"what?"

"..."

Who doesn't like to pinch soft persimmons?

Tasted the sweetness on Carvalho, AC Milan seized this point and beat it hard. Mourinho could only ask Khedira to help, but there was nothing else to do. Ramos' injury was an accident.

Soon, Ibrahimovic came again.

Carvalho was defending Ibrahimovic head-on, and when he was about to break through, Carvalho shouted: "Tang Zhenglong."

Ibrahimovic was taken aback, "What!!"

The ball was lost, Ibrahimovic turned around and asked Carvalho, "Why did you call Tang Zhenglong?"

"..."

"Tang Zhenglong told me that he is your nemesis, seeing him is like a cat meeting a mouse."

Ibrahimovic froze.

"Do you believe that arrogant man? If you call Tang Zhenglong again, I will score more goals."

Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong.

Every time Carvalho shouted, Ibrahimovic's heart skipped a beat.

Quantitative change to qualitative change.

"Stop shouting, can you?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

"..."

"I'm not afraid, it's disgusting. The word Tang Zhenglong is very disgusting."

"Then I don't care!!"

Ibrahimovic clenched his fists.

"Okay, I ignore your existence."

After 5 minutes, Ibrahimovic found Tang Zhenglong, "Can you tell your teammates not to disgust me?"

"Hehe, admit it, you are afraid of me."

"I fear you?"

"correct."

"..."

"Or...do you love me?"

puff! ! ! !

"I'm going to vomit."

"Zlatan, admit it. Otherwise, why did you ask me to go to the Maldives? Are you trying to take the opportunity to attack me?"

"..."

Ibrahimovic's face turned black.

"Tang Zhenglong, I really want to find a killer, click on it."

"Haha, if you can't get me, you want to destroy me."

Ibrahimovic was speechless and left silently.

Mourinho found that Carvalho seemed to be much better, and the opponent's blows were not so violent.

"what happened?"

At this moment, Ibrahimovic threw up on the sidelines.

"I'm so disgusted, I've listened to Tang Zhenglong 100 times."

Allegri came over, "Are you feeling sick to your stomach?"

"A bit."

"Have you eaten your stomach?"

"..."

"I can still hold on, boss."

"That's good, I can't do without you now."

*****
Carvalho steals the ball in the backcourt and sends it to Alonso, the brain of Real Madrid's midfielder.

Alonso gave Tang Zhenglong a kick.

Tang Zhenglong had fun with the ball, and his speed was fully up. The old guys in AC Milan's midfield were not his opponents at all, such as Gattuso and Ambrosini.

"This kid is really fast."

Gattuso's back molars were about to crack, but he still couldn't catch up.

Tang Zhenglong broke into the restricted area all the way.

Originally, Tang Zhenglong could use the right side of the penalty area to shoot and score, but Tang Zhenglong wanted to save it first, because Benzema's position is very good, and the pass is OK.

With a push, Benzema took the ball and faced most of the empty goal, Benzema pushed the ball into the goal.

GOOOOOOOOOAL.

2:2.

"Tang Zhenglong, a selfish ghost, would choose to pass the ball." The commentator said loudly.

"It's unbelievable. I remember that Tang Zhenglong will definitely shoot in this position, and it will be a burst."

"Could it be that Tang Zhenglong has changed now?"

Benzema was also shocked. Under normal circumstances, Tang Zhenglong would not pass the ball when there was an opportunity in the penalty area.

But his teammates have nothing to say. Tang Zhenglong is very unique in the penalty area, but his scoring rate is indeed high.

Benzema ran to Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, how did you pass the ball?"

"Haha, it's nothing, it's raining and dew, and I will have meat with Brother Long in the future."

After finishing speaking, Tang Zhenglong glanced at Ronaldo.

Allegri frowned, Gattuso and Ambrosini were far behind Tang Zhenglong in terms of speed.

"You can't let that kid rush up, otherwise you won't be able to hold back at all."

Allegri called Ibrahimovic.

"That Tang Zhenglong, what's his weakness?"

"weakness?"

Ibrahimovic shook his head.

"No."

Allegri doesn't believe it, it's unscientific, how can people have no shortcomings?
"How is it possible, think again."

"No, that kid is super thick-skinned, it seems like nothing can hurt him."

Allegri Khan died.

"He is shorter, will he be more inferior?"

"He said that in Asia, he is a little giant."

puff.

"So, there's nothing I can do about him?"

Ibrahimovic nodded.

Allegri called Gattuso.

"I order you to keep an eye on that Tang Zhenglong."

"it is good."

Gattuso is a titan, and like Vieira and Keane, he is a villain in the football world.

He was close to Tang Zhenglong.

"Boy, be careful, I have played in the Scottish League, and I have kicked out many forwards."

"is it?"

At this moment, there was a ding.

Task: Face Gattuso (make him injured)
Reward: 1000 mouth points.

Punishment: Loss of man's dignity.

Tang Zhenglong chuckled in his heart: "I'm willing to don't reward you this time. I'll be angry seeing this guy's arrogance."

"Really? Then I can cancel the reward."

"Fuck you! I'll just be polite."

"By the way, losing a man's dignity means being slapped in the face, right? It's not that aspect of loss, right?"

"It's... hard to say."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong took a look at Gattuso, "I'd like to see who kicks and cripples who."

The game continued, when the ball reached Tang Zhenglong's feet, Gattuso posted it immediately, judging by his wretched appearance, he was about to make a fool of himself.

(End of this chapter)