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Mayoral instantly darkened his face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He couldn't have imagined that when his side was already talking about it, little Isco would suddenly jump out and make such a play. Is he crazy? Mayoral was so devastated that he felt the urge to hit someone.

He kept glaring at little Isco, but he ignored little Isco.

"Oh my God, is this guy crazy?" Mayoral was very helpless, he agreed to help little Isco, seeing that Tang Bo was talking very well with him here, as long as he was given a little more time, he was sure to let the opposing team and his own team have a friendly match, and when the time came, how to find the field, but who knew that little Isco suddenly made it clear like this, why was he so reckless? In case Tang Bo refused, then everything would not be in vain.

Tang Bo looked at little Isco and smiled inexplicably.

He did not refuse, nor did he answer his words.

He continued to walk forward to the infield.

When Ouyang Qingfeng saw Tang Bo and a few foreigners coming, he immediately stood up, ran to Tang Bo's side like a soldier, and then stood upright, "Report, the queue is complete!"

Tang Bo glanced at the front of the team and didn't seem to have anything to say.

Mayoral also took advantage of this time to quickly scan the team, and it didn't seem to have much of a bright spot, but when his eyes swept over, he suddenly fell on Gong Jizun.

Gong Jizun also noticed that he was looking at him, tilted his head slightly, smiled, and Mayoral also replied with a smile, and then when he continued to sweep to the side, he found that under Wang Jingke's unruly hairstyle, there was an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which seemed to be disdainful but made people feel that they had to pay attention. Wang Jingke was standing next to Sima Hao, he was not like Wang Jingke, his face was full of disdain, on the contrary, his eyes were tightly locked on Mayoral , which made Mayoral notice the other party.

"Such a strong gaze, as if it was being targeted by some beast. Mayoral muttered inwardly.

"How's that, Monsieur Mayoral going, when are you going to give them guidance?" asked Domber.

"This ...... Mr. Tang, I'm also a newcomer, how dare I get an axe in front of you!" said Mayoral with a smile.

Tang Bo looked at this Spaniard, he looked good, his attitude was modest, and he was very eye-catching, "Not bad, not bad! I can use my Chinese idiom, it's rare, it's rare." ”

"Haha! I've learned a little bit, and I'm smiling!" Mayoral said shyly, scratching his head embarrassedly.

"Well, old man, did you hear what I said?" little Isco stepped forward and continued, he didn't believe it, the old man didn't take the bait.

Mayoral glared at him again, and Lightrehman hurriedly grabbed little Isco and blamed him for being rude.

"I heard that you Chinese football is not good, I didn't expect to be able to beat our Spanish No. 1 amateur team league, when my friend told me the news, I couldn't believe it! Oh my God! How is this possible, but the facts tell me that you did win them, or win by five goals, a little interesting, my little Isco is the hope of a new generation of Spanish football, although it is not super powerful, but it has also played in the league, and many big names have played against it! Since you are so powerful, you want to see and understand, I don't know which of you will come out to compare? It doesn't matter, let's just have a discussion, even if you lose, no one will see it, let alone say it! Don't worry!" Seeing that Tang Bo ignored him, little Isco stepped forward and pointed to the players in the team and said.

"This guy, it's amazing, who gave him so much courage to beep around here!" Liu Junmin complained, "It's no one!"

"That's not what you said. Sima Hao also responded to him in a low voice.

"Damn, he's so arrogant, or I'll kill him!!" Ren Yi glared at little Isco fiercely behind his back.

"Huh?" Ouyang Qingfeng glanced at Ren Yi and motioned for him not to move.

"Are we just enduring it like this? What the hell, they all came to the door, and they still endure it like this?" Xu Guanghui seemed to be holding grievances, full of hatred.

"Don't you dare, Chinese coward?" said Isco Jr. with disdain.

"I advise you, shut your stinky mouth!" Ouyang Qingfeng stepped forward to face Xiao Isco, although he was a little smaller than him, it did not affect his aura at all.

"Oh no. Little Isco grabbed his hair with both hands and smiled bitterly with a very complimentary expression, "Oh my God! You actually want to beat me, you China likes this, hooligan football! God will not forgive you!"

"Ouyang!" Tang Bo shouted at him, Ouyang Qingfeng withdrew his body and glared at little Isco, they all knew Ouyang's skills, as long as they provoked this guy, they might kill him.

"I don't even have the courage to accept the challenge, it's ridiculous, you Chinese team!" Hao Jila grinned, walking behind Sibo and Isco Jr., his dark skin making him look very strong, and the white teeth that he showed when he laughed seemed to tell these people that they were cowards.

"Haojila, you ...... like this" Mayoral was about to jump out of his heart, what happened to this teammate, what if there was a fight, there were more than a dozen of them.

No, that's not the point, the point is, when the time comes, they will hardly want to participate in the rest of the season.

Mayoral looked helpless, "Mr. Tang, please don't mind, okay! They have a more direct personality, in fact, there is no malicious intent!"

"Isco and I are waiting here, which of you comes and tries it? Football is public, why do you want to suppress the nature of football and release it, come on, let's see, how powerful the legendary Chinese football is, hahahaha! It is your honor to be able to play football with us, and no matter how many people want to play with us, they have no chance! In your old Chinese saying, that is the blessing that you have cultivated in eight lifetimes! Or did you just win by luck, so you didn't dare to agree to my challenge with little Isco, oh, no, it turns out that you are losers!" With her hands on her chest, Hao Jila sneered at the members of the Chinese Dream Team.

"You two, shut up!" Mayoral roared.

"Mayoral don't speak for us, please, Hojira and I are here to challenge him, do you think I'm really here to talk to them? Don't joke my dear teammates, although Ramtic is an amateur player, they also represent the Spanish youth national team (amateur national team), they can lose to anyone, how can they lose to people in such a country, how can they make the country lose face, I really can't bear to lose football in this garbage country, I am here today to let them know what real Spanish football is! Let them remember that Spanish football is the top of world football!"

Originally, he was still a little soft-hearted when Mayoral said this, but suddenly, Tang Bo frowned, turned his back and said, "Junmin, Sima Hao, you two come out and tell them to shut up obediently! I don't want to hear them beep all over the place!"

Liu Junmin and Sima Hao stood out of the ranks, looking at each other, but their expressions were the same, raising their chins proudly, the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, and their eyes were looking at the two opposites obliquely. (To be continued.) )