i am quaresma

Chapter 154 Goal of Quaresma

But before you do it, you have to confirm whether the magpie is a state-protected animal. Don't ravage the magpie yourself, and then tell me that you broke the law.

The overall offense can't open the situation. Quaresma knows that he still has to rely on his personal penetrating ability to break through the gap and create threats. This is his mission on the field.

Pulled to the right midfielder, there is only Magpie left back Baba Yaluo next to him, a man who once broke the Guinness World Record.

Six times a day for two weeks, Shengsheng scares away beautiful models with marathon-like sex, she is simply a humanoid beast.

Seeing the guy in front of him with a height and figure similar to his own, Quaresma really couldn't figure out why there was such terrifying energy in his body.

"Can you really go six times a day for two weeks?"

Taking advantage of the ball on the left, Quaresma asked Babayaro like a curious baby.

This was reported by the media, and he wasn't sure if it was true. He just happened to be here, so he asked to clarify.

Babayaro was extremely nervous to guard against Quaresma, but when he suddenly heard such a question from Quaresma, he instantly became extremely proud.

"No, no, the media is really talking nonsense!" Babayaro said righteously, "Actually, it's not two weeks at all, but three weeks!"

As soon as Babayaro spoke, Quaresma was relieved, and he just said, this can't be true!
But Babayaro said the second half of the sentence, Quaresma is not good!
You are such a beast!

It's a waste of your talent to play football, why don't you go to film?
Later, I will introduce Fabiano to you. You are the leading actor, and Fabiano is the female director. You are a match made in heaven!
"Oh, then you are really good!" Quaresma complimented perfunctorily, he has nothing to say!
But he never expected that Babayaro would be aroused by the conversation, and he would start bragging around Quaresma, wishing to tell Quaresma all his great achievements.

"Once I had an appointment with four models, and they ended up being jealous!"

"And guess how I solved it?"

"I told them: Don't fight, there is nothing to argue about, I promise to satisfy you all!"

"Hahaha, in the end I really made them all beg for mercy in one night!"

"Another time, I was dating a model, and she couldn't take it anymore, so she quickly called her sister, and then neither of them could bear it, and finally called her mother!"

"And there's more."

Baba Yaluo seemed to have found a confidant, chattering endlessly, with a mouth like a machine gun, and God knows what role his tongue played in these great feats of his.

Quaresma felt like beeping the dog.

God, hurry up and accept this evildoer for me!
I'm so stupid, why ask him such a question?
Hurry up and ask for the ball, and if you don't run, Quaresma is afraid that he can't help giving Babayaro a kick.

At this time, the offense also hit the middle. Seeing Quaresma asking for the ball, Xiaofa rolled the ball to Quaresma's feet.

Goodbye!

Quaresma stopped the ball and turned around in one go, directly wiped Babayaro, and rushed forward.

Babayaro was in the middle of speaking, but Quaresma missed him by surprise. His first reaction was not that the defense was dangerous, but that he hadn't finished speaking.
"You should listen to me."

Seeing this, the other Newcastle players ran back desperately, calling Babayaro an idiot while running.

But at this time, Quaresma had already dribbled the ball to form a counterattack, and the people behind could not catch up at all, and they had to guard against other Arsenal players who followed up later. Only the last two central defenders could stop Quaresma. Resma moved on.

Maybe Babayaro had made his head a little dizzy just now, but after launching the charge, Quaresma found the feeling he hadn't seen for a long time. Huge cheers from the stands.

Bramble, who was dragged to the back, and Moore looked at each other, and rushed up together. It was impossible for them to come up one by one, because it was clearly a chance for Quaresma to wear a meatball.

However, not being able to wear the ball does not mean that Quaresma has nothing to do with the two Magpies central defenders.

He also makes croquettes.

Facing the two defensive players without fear, when they were about to collide with them, the ball was still at the feet of Quaresma like an elf, changing continuously in the blink of an eye, completing the pass between the left and right feet, At the same time, it also passed between Bramble and Moore, as if passing through the defense of a ghost, leaving Bramble and Moore completely stunned there, their faces full of horror.

What just happened?
The ball seemed to be under incredible control, magically changing positions between Quaresma's feet, making them completely unable to respond effectively.

Is Quaresma a magician?
But no matter what emotions the two of them express now, it can't change that Quaresma has already dribbled the ball towards Newcastle's goal, forming a single-handed situation again.

Facing Ji Wen again, Quaresma has no burden. At least Ji Wen has been defeated by him once, and now it is Ji Wen who should be worried.

What's more, can I still waste a single knife?

I don't know if it was to show off his footwork or to make the goal look more classic. In front of Shay, who was attacking, Quaresma once again displayed his fried ball stunt, controlling the ball between his feet and changing with his steps. Play Ji Wen around too.

After Shay completely fell to the ground, Quaresma took the ball out, faced the empty goal, and easily pushed and shot successfully.

2:0
Quaresma scored twice!

In fact, Quaresma wanted to bring the ball to the Newcastle goal to stop, and wait for the Newcastle players to rush over before kicking it in.

But he still gave up on this idea, which was a bit too pretentious and easy to be beaten.

After the goal, Quaresma rushed to the sidelines excitedly, stood under the stands, echoed the same crazy Arsenal fans above, and celebrated the goal passionately.

This is your own goal!

The first goal was Arsenal-style, belonging to Arsenal, not entirely his own!

But this goal is different. Quaresma created opportunities entirely by his personal ability and scored the ball. This is a typical goal of Quaresma style.

The teammates rushed over and ravaged him in the name of celebrating the goal. Quaresma had nothing to do about it. Could it be that he didn't score goals in the future to avoid being ravaged?
The celebration was over, and the teammates had already dispersed, but Quaresma still yelled at the stands, which also attracted another wave of cheers from the stands.

How are you satisfied?
(End of this chapter)