Chapter 308: The Ball King Encounters the Six Musketeers (Page 1/1)

Zhuo Yang froze in place, his scalp as if it had exploded, and his facial expression was distorted in horror.

Although it was Spanish last night, and Italian at this time, the characteristics of a person's voice cannot be changed, and the voice is his as soon as he hears it.

- Oh my God, I actually peed on Maradona's head and mouth!

Zhuo Yang froze suddenly, and he still had an expression of being gnawed by a ghost, and the four of them were inexplicably wonderful. After all, he was the king of the ball, Maradona reacted quickly, he thought that Zhuo Yang was shocked by his aura and aura of the king of the ball, so he got up from the sofa very politely, walked in front of Zhuo Yang, and held his hand cordially.

"Zhuo Yangna, don't be so polite. As the saying goes, the world is ours and yours, and the world belongs to all of us. Come on, relax, be natural, be casual. ”

Only then did the three of Biglia understand that Zhuo Yang was still shocked to see Diego. More smug than Gloria, a little bit of pride in the success of the scheme.

Zhuo Yang forced out a little smile, which was ugly than crying. "Respect...... Target...... Maradona ...... Sir, very ...... Honoured...... I...... Revere...... The gushing ......" is incoherent and also in Italian.

"Where and where ......" Before the words fell, Maradona's face changed abruptly, and his expression was like Zhuo Yang's paste and copy just now.

"It's you!!"

"Not me!!" This sentence is tantamount to not admitting oneself.

I saw Maradona's head suddenly go out of the circle, and there was a slight but clearly audible 'Zeng-' in the cavity, which was as thin as a mosquito's chirp but lingered, and the floor-to-ceiling glass window immediately 'rumbled' and trembled. Maradona soared, and the toad work was visual.

It's not good, the old thing is going to hold back the big move!

Zhuo Yang hurriedly regained his hands and stepped back like a frightened bird. Maradona's eyes widened with rage, and smoke was already billowing from his fists, and his voice was as muffled as a frog rolling over a mountain. "I'll kill you, ah-" Lunge chased after him.

Zhuo Yang turned around in a panic and fled along the road he had just come, and Maradona picked up a hybrid rod from the Biglia cue car and chased after him. The three of Biglia were stunned, and all this sudden was too mysterious.

Last night, Maradona and Biglia drove a yacht to eat lobsters on Hamilton Island opposite, and the Six Musketeers were separated by a pile of reef rocks. Lao Ma, like Zhuo Yang, drank too much wine and held his urine, and he was never a modest person, so he went straight into the crack of the rock and shushed at the Pacific Ocean. The black lights were blinding, the waves were crashing, neither he nor Zhuo Yang saw or heard each other, and it was like that.

Zhuo Yang ran away without a trace after pouring urine, and the old horse was so angry. It's not easy to make a noise, it's too embarrassing and too slippery, the old horse can only suffocate himself to death and put on his clothes and plunge into the sea water to wash it.

Back at the hotel on Dent Island, Lao Ma threw away all his clothes, used a whole bottle of shampoo, a soap and a shower gel and half a bucket, and two toothbrushes. Even so, his nose still smells fishy even now.

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Scar Ribery was aiming the ball around with a club on the green, when he saw his brother Zhuo Yang fleeing like a lost dog, and before he could make a joke, he saw a short and fat man behind him wielding a club and chasing after him.

Scar blew up right away. "Your mother sells batches!" picked up the club and greeted it, and several other people also realized that something was wrong, and quickly picked up the guy and outflanked him, Maradona was instantly surrounded by Zhuo Yang's five brothers, like five lions.

However, there is no one in the world who does not know you. Seeing that it was this master, the five brothers were dumbfounded. If you want to change to someone else, you will make him collapse on the ground in the blink of an eye, but the polo king can't do it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The Six Musketeers are famous all over the world, and Maradona is naturally familiar with the outstanding representatives of young players. "It's none of your business, don't get involved, I'm going to beat that kid to death."

People don't like to hear this, and the second brother clasps his arms around his chest: "Mr. Manadona, if you have something to say, don't shout and kill." ”

"Yes, yes! If you have any questions, let's talk about them. ”

"Our brother provoked you, say ha, say ha."

"What, Mr. Manadona, we really want to let you go, are you sure you can beat Zhuo Yang? You have to think about it. ”

"You ......"

Grandpa is a clever man, and the posture in front of him is reminiscent of Argentinians, Spanish, and Humpty Dumpty...... Fuck me! He quickly turned his head and looked at Zhuo Yang who stopped not far away with an inquiring look.

Zhuo Yang nodded secretly with a sad face. Grandpa Mo immediately had a big head like a wheel, this grandfather is not only the world's leading football king, but also the most fuel-efficient lamp in the football world, he called for a voice, Naples and Buenos Aires can revolt Do you believe it or not?

"Mr. Manadona, I wonder if you have some misunderstanding with Zhuo Yang?" Grandpa said: "Let's meet in Pingshui, we have to be forgiving and forgiving, everyone eats football this bowl of rice, and sooner or later the mountains and rivers will meet." You are a senior, we have always respected you, and so is Zhuo Yang. ”

Maradona was blown up just now, and now he can see that this little brother will definitely not let himself go, is it really a one-on-five? The old horse is crazy enough, but it's obviously not the same.

"Well, today I will give you five little brothers a face, and I will not kill him. You ask him to come over, and I'll make it clear to him. ”

"Very well, Mr. Manadona." The second brother said: "Although our Six Musketeers are young and insignificant compared to you, we have our own proportions in doing things together, and I hope you had better talk and be reasonable." ”

"That's right! We all play football, not the Black Club, let alone killers. ”

"Mr. Manadona, this club is still quite heavy, you know, why don't you throw it away and rest for a while?"

"You are a senior, what, but we can't believe you, seniors must look like seniors, otherwise, we only recognize brothers."

Manadona wrinkled: "Hmph! "'Bang Bang' threw away the valuable mixing club in his hand, and then pointed at Zhuo Yang: "Boy, you come over to Lao Tzu, let's make it clear." "The city is not down, and the king of the ball is full of energy. The second brother stretched out his leg and kicked the club aside.

Zhuo Yang hesitated and squirmed, and when he saw Grandpa Mo nodding slightly, he slowly moved over.

"Ball King, I ...... last night"

"Shut up!" Maradona saw that Zhuo Yang was about to open up the mess in front of everyone, so he hurriedly spoke up. "You go over there with Lao Tzu." Stretching out his hand and pointing to the small marina of the yacht outside the stadium, his arms and fingers were trembling in anger. "Let's make things clear separately, if you can't give me an explanation, Lao Tzu won't be able to spare you."

"Come with me!"

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