Golden Greenery

Zhuoyang began to give advice to Scar Ribery, and his stomach was full of bad water.

"If you don't like him, don't force yourself, will you play dirty? You see, you have to learn more from the second brother, the second brother is the ancestor of the Yin people." Zhuoyang ordered the second brother to lie down.

Montolivo: "..."

"If he teases you, you tease him too. Who is afraid of dry firewood? I think your French swearing saying 'My grandma is an ancestor' is very succinct and has the charm of our Chinese Sichuan dialect. "Zhuoyang was full of bad water and gave Scar an idea.

"I want to scold Guizi, but he is a center forward, and I am a winger, so the positions don't overlap. Can you run into me and swear?" Dao Scar was a little puzzled.

"Look, you're being stupid again, aren't you? Aren't there more brothers here?" Zhuoyang had a smirk on his face, and there was a filth in his smile.

Scar's eyes lit up.

The eyes of De Jong, Xiaozhu, the second brother, and Mertesacker all lit up.

When it was time to enter the field in the second half, Scar deliberately dawdled in the player tunnel. After Elgerberg came out, he slowly trotted over. When passing by Lazarov, Scar lowered his head and whispered something.

"I think your grandma is an ancestor!"

Just as Lazarov was about to lose his temper, Ribery ran away without stopping. Zhuoyang from behind also ran over: "He wants to rape your grandma's ancestors." Lazarov was a little slow to react: Did I not provoke this Chinese kid? The little pig ran over again: "Your grandma is an ancestor."

Lazarov exploded immediately: These three boys are not human, my grandma has been dead for many years, you still want her to have no peace in heaven?

"You three little bastards stop, do you dare to be hammered by me?" Wow loudly.

"Come on, come on, let Grandpa Thomas give you a hammer." Hassler popped up in an instant, staring at Lazarov with eyes wide open. Tigers are notorious for not eating people. Who in the C-League dares to match the bantam tiger? Lazarov either answered or not, it was embarrassing.

"Number 9, please pay attention to your words and deeds, otherwise I don't mind sending you off with a red card." The majestic voice of the referee sounded from behind.

"I..." Lazarov was furious and wanted to cry. Those three bad boys scolded him in a low voice that no one else could hear, and it was useless for him to complain to the referee. The twenty-nine-year-old high school forward has seen a lot, but he didn't expect to be bullied by a few little brats today.

When the referee walked away, Lazarov threw the shin guard in his hand to the ground angrily. Just as he was about to curse, he heard whispers from the side.

"Why did you drop your grandma's ancestor board?"

"Hey, why did your grandma have two ancestors?"

"Your grandma's ancestors were pretty good."

The second brother, De Jong, and Mertesacker ran past Lazarov with cheap smiles on their faces.

Standing in the center circle waiting for the kick-off, Lazarov's eyeballs almost popped out, and the old tendons on his temples twitched and bulged like a master boxer. As soon as the whistle sounded, Lazarov rushed straight towards the Fort Mady penalty area.

Veteran player Lazarov knew that there was nothing he could do with a few boys, and the referee couldn't hear him, so it was useless to file a complaint. Beat them up? He's not that stupid yet. The best way is to score a goal quickly, and then laugh at those bad boys hard, smashing their faces with the goal.

In fact, Zhuoyang and the others are not nasty people, they have to use these bad moves to win. But who let his good buddy Scar get angry? You deserve to be so stupid and unlucky, we are helping relatives and not helping each other, and today we are going to disgust you to death. As for winning, isn't that a matter of course?

I also blamed Lazarov for being stupid, and there was no word in the note, or he could just swear back. However, it would be impossible in world football for someone who could beat those bastards with a single challenge.

Lazarov, who was full of grief and anger, seemed to have grown up in the Fort Mady penalty area. He only wanted to score goals, and his anger burned everything else. In this way, Mertesacker will save trouble, and the future super free man will stare at such a stupid big man like playing. Height, jumping, technique, speed, awareness, Mertesacker completely beat Lazarov, and the sad Georgian even had a hard time touching the ball.

It's so much more worry-free if you keep doing this all the time. If you abolish this key part of the offense, you still want to score goals? Be your grandma's daydream. Mertesacker, who was getting more and more cunning, was afraid that the big stupid man would retreat, so he kept teasing him with trash talk: "Your grandma is so stubborn, keep going!" "Say hello to your grandma..."

Lazarov was completely in a daze, and he didn't care about it at all, so he just worked alone in the penalty area, neither listening to anyone's words nor persuading anyone.

The backcourt was secure, and the midfielder Zhuoyang and others began to cross positions on a large scale, completely disrupting the original position boundaries. The six players in the middle and front are all versatile players, and they are no strangers to any position. The bantams sometimes retreat to the center circle, and De Jong can rush to the opponent's penalty area to play as a guest center. Not to mention Zhuoyang, Xiaozhu, Dao Scar, and the second brother, the four were completely messed up. Except for themselves, they seemed to be out of order in the eyes of others.

In the fifty-eighth minute of the game, Xiaozhu made an interception in the midfield. After several rebounds, Scar was the first to pass the ball to Hasler. Facing the opponent's two defensive players, the bantam tiger used a Marseille roundabout to go away, and then crossed to the second brother. After the second brother failed to hit the bottom, he knocked back to De Jong, and De Jong kept the ball and knocked directly to the bantam brother in the left corner of the penalty area.

Hasler's old ghost, with a small chest, hit the ball into the middle. There's a big gap here, and the guard is getting dizzy with a few bad boys.

Zhuoyang hit the ball, stepped forward with a big stride, and volleyed with his instep.

A bolt of lightning flashed into the lower corner of the goal.

1:1, Madeburg equalized the score.

While the Madyburg team was celebrating, the head coach of Elgerberg Brewster called Lazarov to the sidelines and scolded him. All the saliva sprayed down Lazarov's cheeks, and then And earnestly taught a lot. The Georgian center also calmed down, knowing that his old revolutionary had been assassinated by a new one. Lazarov encouraged himself: never live like this again, never live like this again!

When Scar passed by the middle circle after celebrating, he casually tossed a sentence: "Your grandma is an ancestor!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhuoyang also said: "Your coach scolded you, you beat him with your grandma's ancestor."

Piglet: "Yes, yes, yes!"

In an instant, Lazarov's blood rushed into his skull.

Well, Coach Brewster's spittle was all in vain.