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"A good World Cup, do you have to make it a national block? Do you know how many tears a soccer player has to shed on the training pitch before he can get out on the field? But when you watched the game for a thousand yuan or even only a few hundred yuan, because of some small mistakes, you scolded your ancestors. Is that good? Please respect the players –

"If you want to go down, go down! Don't be cowardly! I have been working for ten years, and I am still a small worker! Stud for one night, stay at the palace!! ”

My father didn't want to live in the palace, all he wanted was a school district house where people could live. Is this too much to ask for a generation of gambling kings?

When the whole world is infinitely promoting the Chinese team of Perrin and Lu Zhuhu, and even comparing them with Belgium with Hazard, Lukaku, and Kompany, only Mr. Wang still uses a rational perspective to objectively face the true strength of this Chinese team.

It's just that rationality can only be exchanged for a defeat.

After a few weird Chinese team games, both the gambling king and the son of the gambling king wondered if Lu Zhuhu was a person who crossed over, the so-called "chosen son" who has the halo of the protagonist.

But when this person is already absent, the Chinese team can still reverse Belgium with a group of cats and dogs. Isn't there a shady scene? Isn't this a rehearsed script?

They really didn't expect that the Chinese team was not only Lu Zhuhu as a "chosen son", but two.

……

This time, my father lost badly, and he still didn't break his bones, but he was already far away from the school district in the capital.

This is the worst defeat since the debut of the gambling king, and it has been famous for so many years. His family persuaded him to stop, but except for the Chinese team, his other games were still surprisingly accurate. The unwilling gambling king intends to turn the book -

But at the table, the most unrealistic idea is to turn the book.

This time he did not touch the Chinese team, and chose the semi-final between Brazil and Germany.

He doesn't believe in the nonsense that "Brazil without Neymar is the real Brazil, and Hulk is like a bull to kill Germany", but the German team did seem weak in attack in previous games, and he favored the two sides to settle the battle within three goals.

In order not to accidentally overturn, he even has subordinates on all fronts of 1-0, 2-0, 2-1, 3-0, 3-1, 4:0, and he even considered the possibility of 5-0, 6-0.

But who would have thought that the final score was 7 to 1. Live so big, have you ever seen this kind of funny football game score?

This time, the gambling king really has nothing.

There are even rumors circulating on the rivers and lakes that someone has lost hundreds of millions of dollars and is about to commit suicide by jumping off a building.

No one wanted him to die, and no one thought his luck would be like this.

In the end, it was the boy himself who encouraged his father to do it again-

But he had a special idea.

He advised his father to bet on the Chinese team to win.

It has been seen from the previous events that both Lu Zhuhu and the Chinese team are favored by God, no matter what team they are in front of, the Chinese team will definitely win the Hercules Cup, even if Pele Zidane, Maradona Cruyff, Becken, Borlev, Yashin and the team cannot be stopped.

Why don't we believe in evil once?

After several successive fiascos, the gambling king was already in chaos, and even felt that what his son said was very reasonable-

If someone in the dark did manipulate Lu Zhuhu and the Chinese team, then they really have the possibility of being crowned all the way.

What's more, the World Cup is coming to an end, even if you don't dare to touch the Chinese team, you have to touch it - as long as you still want to revive your strength.

This is the first time that the gambling king has bet on the Chinese team, and it is also the first time that the whole family has sat in front of the TV to watch the Chinese team's game, and they hoped that the Chinese team could win the victory against the Dutch team compared to any other Chinese family at that time.

My father had borrowed the maximum amount of capital he could get from his former friends, hoping that the Chinese team would be blacked out.

It's just that the Chinese team didn't win that game.

In the space of 120 minutes, the two teams played to a 0-0 draw.

Before the end of the game, my father quietly left and appeared on the rooftop without incident.

"Don't jump, stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood!"

Father just smiled miserably, he didn't want to die, but the huge debt can only be expressed by his actions, as long as he is still in the world, whether it is himself or his family, will be infinitely harassed.

A generation of gambling kings finally jumped and lost to Brazil, Germany, and the Chinese team and Lu Zhuhu. They all betrayed his trust.

When the teenager came upstairs and looked down at the blood gurgling from his father's body, Lu Zhuhu was sitting on the crossbar of the Dutch team's goal and celebrating wildly. The Chinese team could still win, but it was 20 minutes late. It did not live up to the expectations of the fans, but it lived up to the trust of the lottery players.

In the future, every time the teenager witnessed Lu Zhuhu score a hat-trick in the Chinese team, Real Madrid, and Arsenal, he wanted to ask him: You have this ability, why don't you score three goals in the game against the Netherlands?

Isn't it up to you to decide the outcome of the game? You want to give your girlfriend a goal, so you score a hat-trick, even in the World Cup qualifiers, in the Champions League final, in the World Cup final, don't you just want to score? Why do you have enough of everything, but you refuse to give our little people a way to live?

You are the protagonist, you are the crossing party, you have the golden finger, you have the system, the whole world revolves around you, why do you have to win and lose and draw, every game you participate in, you score three goals, every game is a five-goal victory, all the trophies are won by your team, isn't it good?!

You don't care about any of that, you only care about yourself.

After the young man lost his father, he firmly believed that what he was in was a "tampered time and space", Lu Zhuhu was the actor who came to Real Madrid to abuse Barcelona, came to Barcelona to abuse Real Madrid, and won the Hercules Cup when he entered the Chinese team, and no one could stop him from doing whatever he wanted.

Therefore, Heaven must send someone to do the right thing for Heaven, and that person is him.

Now, the actor was stabbed to death by him, and the Chinese team's victory to advance steadily was also torn up by him, see how you still do evil! Lao Tzu is most annoyed by those of you who have the aura of the protagonist!

The Russian police really couldn't get this kid to speak, so they could only find a person who understood Chinese and continue to try to communicate with him.

……

In Samara's hospital, Lu Zhuhu almost just dialed out the phone, and the door of the ward was opened, so shocked that Lu Zhuhu thought that the assassin had chased directly to the hospital to kill him, and when he looked up, it turned out to be a young man with facial paralysis, and Guo Bei, the "man behind the pot", came.

"Surprise me! I just dialed you, why are you so fast! Lu Zhuhu said strangely.

"Soon, soon, I'm getting faster and faster now." After a few years of growth, the facial paralyzed teenager is not as cringeful as he was when he first met, but he is resigned, after all, he has also exercised in the vast world: "Senior, what is your situation now?" ”

"The doctor said that pericardial penetrating injury, myocardial non-transmural injury......"

Before Lu Zhuhu finished speaking, Guo Bei's eyes widened in shock: "How is it possible?" Aren't you dead now? ”

Lu Zhuhu smiled reluctantly: "Maybe...... Am I particularly physically strong? ”

"Stronger than the Hulk, with the current medical conditions, you are also dead!"

"What about the medical conditions in the future? Didn't I call you right away? Lu Zhuhu smiled bitterly: "I think I can still rescue it." ”

Guo Bei: "......"