Chapter 212: The Scorpion Swings Its Tail

"Tang Zhenglong takes the ball."

"Bayern have a player."

"Two."

"Three."

Tang Zhenglong looked at it, this is playing with me, hurry up and pass the ball.

"Don, are you a fool?"

"What?"

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, the Cologne jersey was white, and the white cursor flashed on the billboard on the sidelines, Tang Zhenglong swept away, thinking that he was a teammate.

"Hahaha, Tang Zhenglong treats the billboard as a teammate."

Stevens gave an embarrassed expression, "Why does this guy always make jokes." ”

"Don, it's time for glasses."

"I have good eyesight."

At this moment, there was a ding.

"Mission?"

Mission: Be crazy like Ikita.

Reward: 200 Big Mouth Points.

Penalties: None.

"Who's Ikita?"

"Colombia's madman goalkeeper."

"So what do you mean to be crazy like Ikita?"

"Master, don't you know? Ikita's craziest thing is the scorpion tail swing. ”

"Scorpion tail wagging? Isn't that Ibrahimovic's action? ”

"No, when Ikita was playing with the scorpion tail, Ievee was still wearing open crotch pants."

The system showed Tang Zhenglong a video.

Be dumbfounded.

"What are you kidding, it's a stunt, how could I."

Ikita jumped on the spot, his feet back above his head, a real scorpion tail swing, and it is no exaggeration to say that this is a gymnastic move.

"System, I can't do it."

"Master, you can make a low-profile version."

Sweat.

"What is a low-profile version?"

"Like this."

Tang Zhenglong looked at it again, and immediately petrified.

"You're going to make me do it on my stomach?"

"That's right."

"That's not madness, that's stupidity."

"Then you can also make a high-profile version."

Tang Zhenglong was in a daze.

"Can it be a normal task?"

"Master, don't you think this task is interesting?"

……

……

Tang Zhenglong was silent for three seconds.

*****

"Cologne got the ball in midfield, Bayern changed the slow pace of last year's German Cup final, and this game was like playing in the Champions League."

"If Bayern could have played like this last year, then Cologne really didn't have a chance at all."

"Midfield."

"Matip and Schweinsteiger grab the header."

"Huh, where's the ball?"

The ball flew high and had already flown out of the broadcast screen, and as soon as the camera turned, everyone saw Tang Zhenglong.

"It looks like the ball is at Don's feet."

Tang Zhenglong looked at the ball, and suddenly lay on the ground like a turtle.

The fans were stunned, what is this for?

"Is Don hurt?"

Tang Zhenglong made a carp and straightened his legs back.

"It's ......"

Everyone was stunned for a second.

And then there's the hilarity!

"Hahaha."

"Is this a scorpion tail swing?"

"I look like a dead fish trying to survive."

"Hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong was shy, this was the most humiliating 200 big mouth points he earned, and his actions were really ugly.

"I said buddy, what are you doing here?" Ze Roberto laughed.

"I'm a student of Iquita, and I'm the madman in Colombia."

"Ikita?"

"Hahaha."

"Not like?"

"I advise you not to go to Colombia, otherwise you will be beaten, you are humiliating the action of the scorpion waging its tail."

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

Fortunately, there are no ps madmen in this era, jokers or anything, otherwise Tang Zhenglong's action would have been broken.

Podolsky ran over, "Don, did you take on any advertising endorsements again, why did you do this?" ”

"I find it interesting."

"Then you're going to be a real scorpion waging tail."

"I won't!"

“……”

Podolsky had a "I obey you" expression.

*****

"System, can you promise me that this is the last task of this game, let me maintain the dignity of a footballer."

"How's that going to work? The tasks assigned by this system have always been random, so it's interesting. ”

……

"System, then I have a request, can you possess Schultz after the game and let me beat you up."

"This ...... OK! ”

Tang Zhenglong was gearing up, and suddenly, the ball came.

Tang Zhenglong's speed reached 70, which was good, and he ran a few steps forward with the ball, and Lucio put a shovel.

"I've ......"

"Huh."

"Why?"

Tang Zhenglong found that Lucio's tackle was very accurate, and he had already done it in advance, but Lucio still tackled the ball very accurately.

"Boy, you're still too tender."

Lucio is a Brazilian international, a World Cup champion, and his level is indeed very good, Tang Zhenglong swooped out several times, but he was held back.

"Master, open the hanging."

"No, I'm on my own."

"Master, did you get the wrong line?"

"Get out, I'm Tang Zhenglong, destined to become the king of the ball."

But the reality is cruel, and Tang Zhenglong found that he really couldn't get by.

"I can't get by!"

Tang Zhenglong had two lines of tears.

"I'd better pedal a bike, don't Brazilians like to pedal the most?"

Just do it.

Tang Zhenglong dribbles the ball.

Make a circle on the left leg and another circle on the right.

"Huh, where's the ball?"

After a second of silence, the audience burst into laughter again.

"Hahaha, is Don going to stage a funny whole episode in this game?"

It turned out that Tang Zhenglong accidentally pushed the ball away when he drew a circle with his left foot, and he didn't know it yet.

Stevens gestured at Tang Zhenglong.

"Tang, you shouldn't have received any endorsements."

Sweat.

"Why do people misunderstand me, do I really love money so much?"

"That's right!" The system comes with its own sound effects.

"Boss, I really didn't take the endorsement, I just made a mistake."

"Pass the ball more, you have short legs, and cycling is not for you."

Thundered.

There was a thunderstorm in Tang Zhenglong's world, which was a major injury.

"Boss, I have long legs in Asia, and the men in our neighboring countries are 1.3 meters."

"Don't say it, go back to playing."

"Okay."

"Master, hurry up, you can go to the pinnacle of life."

"No, I have to rely on myself, I will never rely on you again in the future, I Tang Zhenglong has hands and feet, runs fast, jumps far, I can support myself."

The system paused for a second, then burst into laughter.

"Even you laugh at me!!"

Tang Zhenglong was not convinced, he was really unconvinced.

"I'll show you the mix, system, I'm going to slap you in the face."

Smack.

Xiao Hei lightly slapped Tang Zhenglong, "Tang, what's wrong with you today?" Come on. ”

"Okay, Blackie."

*****

"The ball is at the feet of Tang Zhenglong again, and it seems that his teammates still choose to believe him."

"Brazil, watch me Marseille slalom."

Lucio was stunned, he didn't know what Tang Zhenglong wanted to do.

"It's ......"

"Marseille slalom?"

"Hahaha."

But before he could stop laughing, tragedy happened, Tang Zhenglong made a tragic version of the Marseille slalom and stepped on Lucio's instep.

……

"Huh, where's the ball?"

"Hey, how am I stepping on your feet?"

"Ahh Lucio rolls on the ground.

The referee ran over.

"Don seems to be in trouble."