big mouth ball king

Chapter 955
penalty!

Mourinho knelt down.

"Hehe, penalty kick, hehe, or give the opponent 3 points, I don't care."

Morais reminded Mourinho to shut up.

"The referee is on you."

"It doesn't matter. There can be no fairness in the game against Barcelona. This is simply unintentional handball."

Guardiola was equally nervous.

The more critical the time, the greater the pressure on the penalty kick, and how many superstars fell on the penalty spot.

Messi stands on the penalty spot.

Camp Nou quiet down, everyone is looking forward to the final result.

*******
"System, die out."

"system!!!"

Tang Zhenglong remembers that he seems to have the skill to save penalty kicks.

"system."

"crashed?"

Can't wait, or the game is all over.

Tang Zhenglong thought for a while, and ran to Cassie's side.

"What are you doing?"

"Pretend we're talking."

"?"

Cassie looked questioning.

"It's just for the opponent to see."

Cassie got it.

"We cover our mouths and talk."

"it is good."

Cassie and Tang Zhenglong were muttering, Barcelona quit.

"Referee, what are they doing?"

"Tang Zhenglong!!"

"I'm teaching Cassie how to save penalties."

"A penalty kick?"

"Do you still shoot penalties?"

Cassie nearly burst out laughing.

Tang Zhenglong covered his mouth.

"What do you want for supper?"

"I don't eat supper."

"I like to eat barbecue."

"puff."

"Isn't that fat?"

"I can't get fat."

The two were talking nonsense, but the Barcelona players were suspicious. Could it be that Tang Zhenglong really knew how to save penalty kicks?

"Almost?"

Cassie patted Tang Zhenglong.

"Ah."

When walking back, Tang Zhenglong stopped in front of Messi.

"what?"

"I've put a curse from the East on the ball, it's definitely not going to go in."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong picked up the ball and set it up respectfully.

"Why are you swinging the ball again?"

"Another curse, double insurance."

……

Messi didn't believe it, but he had to say that Tang Zhenglong's whole set of operations had a great impact on him.

Penalties are a psychological contest.

******
"Wait a minute, I have something to say."

The referee grabbed Tang Zhenglong and threw it to the Barcelona players, "Take care of him."

The Barcelona players looked at each other.

"Referee, what are you kidding? This guy is the King of Porcelain. If we don't touch him, he can flop on the spot. If we touch him, wouldn't it be a world war?"

puff.

"Just for a while!! It's OK after the penalty kick."

Messi started the run-up, pushed with one foot, and Cassie threw it out ahead of time.

Messi's heart skipped a beat, could Tang Zhenglong's curse be true?
The push of the ball was a bit straight, and the force was not strong, so Cassie threw it out.

……

……

Guardiola was stunned! !

*******
Busquets finds the referee.

"This is a foul, Tang Zhenglong cursed the ball."

"Hahaha, how old are you? Three years old? Do you believe in curses?"

……

……

"Referee, we have to believe in science, what do you think?"

Busquets was stunned.

This penalty was obviously influenced by Tang Zhenglong, this guy is pretending to be X now.

Messi said not to pursue it.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't be affected, or I'm not firm enough."

"Leo, it's none of your business, it's Tang Zhenglong."

"Hehe." Messi just smiled lightly.

At this time Tang Zhenglong appeared again.

"Leo, are you not angry?"

"Don't be angry."

"Damn, no wonder everyone says we are peerless twins, our spiritual realm is the same."

Barcelona players are dumbfounded.

"May I ask who said this? I will kill him immediately."

"Everyone says that, Marca, AS, Mundo Deportivo."

……

"These are big newspapers, you have to be responsible for what you say!!"

"I am responsible."

"Let me tell you, in the next 10 years, Leo and I will be the two most powerful players in world football."

"Leo, this guy slanders you so much, can you bear it?"

Messi chuckled and walked away.

******
"There is not much time left for Barcelona."

2:3.

Guardiola is anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

Another goal can at least save the face of the National Derby.

Mourinho's side is equally nervous.

He is usually arrogant and domineering, but he takes winning or losing very seriously.

"Tang Zhenglong, come here."

"..."

"Boss, are you nervous?"

"Yes."

"Boss, you can't call me when you're nervous. When Pellegrini is around, he digests it by himself."

"I will come to you, are you not convinced?"

"That's not dare!"

Tang Zhenglong said: "I see Ferguson likes to chew gum when he is nervous, you can try it too."

"I don't like chewing gum."

"Then don't look for me, I'm very busy."

Mourinho rolled his eyes.

"Are you sure you're busy?"

"Otherwise, you sell me to Manchester United, I can't communicate with you."

"..."

On the court, the atmosphere has been suffocated.

Barcelona's corner kick.

Harvey took a corner kick and Tang Zhenglong pushed the ball out of the penalty area at the front point.

Real Madrid has already come back to defend with the whole team. To defend a victory, we must keep 3 to 2.

At the last moment, Messi broke through in front of the penalty area and got a free kick.

Depend on! ! !
To get a free kick in front of the penalty area at this time is really...

Anyway, it is suffering for the fans of both sides.

Tang Zhenglong was going to repeat the old trick and curse the ball.

This time the Barcelona players had already prepared in advance, and immediately stopped Tang Zhenglong when they saw him.

"what?"

"Don't think we don't know what you want to do, and want to curse the ball, right?"

"..."

Barcelona players gearing up one by one.

Tang Zhenglong took a few steps back.

"Okay, I'll go back."

Tang Zhenglong lined up into the wall of people.

He winks at Messi.

"I can't get in, I can't get in."

The Real Madrid players were all laughing, whoever played against Tang Zhenglong was really unlucky.

Messi didn't look at Tang Zhenglong, and kicked a curved ball towards the goal, and Cassie flew up. This is a contest of one person and one goal.

bang.

Camp Nou was almost heartbroken.

The ball hit the crossbar, and the angle Messi wanted was too tricky.

The game is over.

Mourinho rushed into the pitch and began to provoke the home fans wantonly.

"Hahaha, I won, I won."

"Hail to the winner."

Some Barcelona players stepped forward and asked Mourinho to stop being provocative, but Mourinho didn't care at all.

Guardiola stopped his player, "Let him be arrogant, we will win it back."

Tang Zhenglong walked towards Messi, "Leo, can we exchange jerseys?"

"Haha, because we're the best?"

"haha, yes."

Messi chuckled, took off his jersey and handed it to Tang Zhenglong.

"I hope that the next time we play against each other, we will be the ones who get good luck."

"Hehe, that's not necessarily the case!!"

The two shook hands and Messi left.

(End of this chapter)