Chapter 217 Haonan God of Gamblers

Tuo Niu is simply a prophetic emperor......

Pique really scored. It's just a goal for their own team.

"This ...... Isn't Pique haunted by some evil spirit? So is the European Champions Cup. The same is true for the European Cup. This and this ...... "The moderator could not find a reason for explanation. This can only be blamed.

"Cursed Pique......" Harvey sat next to the host. The face is like ashes. It's not the first time he's experienced Master Pique's madness. This is the first time. He lost count. There is a vague hint of Valdés' bad luck back then.

Barcelona defence two major mines. One is Valdés. The second is Pique.

It's just talking about tiger color change. Harvey was quite helpless. Although he doesn't play for the team anymore. But. The hanging heart never let go.

On the pitch. Tuo Niu slapped her face hard......

All the because I'm a. I'm cheap. Cheap. Cheap. Cheap.

I slapped myself five times in a row......

If it weren't for his sentence, he would have scored next time. Pi Shao would not be so obedient to put the ball into the goal. And the angle is quite tricky. Even the captain of the national team, Kaslas, is beyond his reach. There was no chance to even reach out and make a save......

The Spanish defence is also the height of Pique's highest. But in front of the Norwegians . It's still about ten centimeters shorter. Why does he have such a high bounce power?

Many people may be depressed.

Pique's luck. It's not bad.

When oolong has become accustomed to it. It became commonplace. So where do we go from here?

Bosque's old face twitched slightly...... That's how old it is. I can't afford to toss Young Master Pi like this.

Do you really want to push him to the front. That moment. Such a ridiculous idea actually came to his mind.

Sudden lag behind. Disrupted the deployment of Spain.

If the team ventilator Xavi is still on the field. Maybe it doesn't seem impatient. But now it's Butskets. Butskertz didn't have Harvey by his side. Only a little later moved Thiago.

Thiago's skills are certainly high. But after all, the psychological quality and the experience of the competition are a big difference. Didn't do their job well. Under the secret defense of tall opponents. Unable to organize the offense effectively. The entire first half was spent in vain.

Tuo Niu and Villa couldn't be as idle as they used to be.

When you fall behind. It takes both of them to step up. Assault the city for the team. However, the young Norwegian did not give them a chance in the first half......

Is another upset coming? One can't help but ask.

Alert fans immediately went online to look at the odds of the game. It turned out that the odds were strangely and rapidly declining......

The bookmaker has long adjusted the odds.

"Xiao Nan. How do you guess......" Zidane at half-time. With a curious eye, he ran over and asked Chen Haonan. By the way, he pulled a chair and sat next to Chen Haonan.

The dealer told me. Chen Haonan naturally wouldn't say that.

"Meng's." Or this sentence.

Your sister. Every game is so accurate. I don't see that I can get right. Zidane knew that Chen Haonan was not telling the truth.

The European Championship has been held since then. He's kind of clear about the market. But I still guessed most of them wrong.

He couldn't help but be furious. Cursed inwardly. Pit Daddy's Platini ......

"Since the start of the European Championship. It seems that the strong teams are cursed. If defending champions Spain also lose in this match. Will the same be true for Portugal in the future?"

Synthesize the previous few games. The end of England, France. He also began to waver.

What bullshit insider information. What bullshit is the law of the wealthy. It all seems to be ineffective.

Only bet on a few games. Just guessed so much wrong. And so on. I guess he's going to go home and sell his house......

There is a big stone hanging in the hearts of all people. In addition to Chen Haonan.

Bought both sides anyway. Winning or losing is not yet a bird. He thought relaxedly.

Meaning. Wrong. Lao Tzu bought Spain to win. That's not throwing out 10,000 euros for nothing..

This time the stupidity is off. Smart! I should have believed Huang Zhendong's side a long time ago.

The second half of the game begins. Bosque has been replaced by David Silva in a row. Mata. And Llorente.

substitutions: Fabregas, Thiago and Villa.

It is rare to change the quota of three people at a time. Not to mention at the beginning of the second half.

Thiago's end was naturally due to poor performance. Cesc Fabregas was nowhere to be seen at half-time. And Villa is because of tactical needs. After all, in front of the tall Norwegians. Villa's body is at a complete disadvantage.

Juventus' high school striker Llorente is on par with the Norwegian.

Bosque's substitution was rushed. But the idea is still very good.

Losing one goal is also losing. Losing two is also losing. It's better to change the formation and change people.

The old handsome is vicious after all. This trick worked quickly.

Silva has been in the Premier League for many years. The Premier League players are tall and tall. He's used to it. Not at all afraid of the opposing side's rampage and rough fouls. It didn't take long for him to get the situation under control.

Mata is also similar to Silva. And it's faster. The running position is even more weird. It can quickly pull up more space for Silva.

As for Llorente.

That's the real Spanish fighter.

He fought to the death with his opponent in the penalty area. Not at all. And soon got the chance to shoot.

Spain quickly turned the scales upside down.

"But...... Why don't you replace Pique for Mao?" It's okay for someone else to say this. But that's it. It actually came out of Harvey's mouth.

The host and several guests looked at Harvey in amazement.

Xavi is Spain's former midfield brain. Actually said publicly here that he was going to replace Pique.

in the TV screen. Young Master Pi seems to have returned to his normal state. It's so neat to get the ball and clear the siege. The header is also a tiger. This is really the guy who scored an own goal.

Everyone not only rubbed their eyes. Some don't quite believe the previous fact.

This guy. Harvey also smiled bitterly.

Although I know that I shouldn't have said that. But it's better to be careful than nothing.

My left eyelid keeps beating today. Could it be the disaster that this guy has brought about? Call. He exhaled softly. It was as if he was directing the Spanish army to attack the Norwegian goal in the stadium.

At least Pique didn't let him down now.

But. Just as you never know when death will come. Disasters are also unpredictable. Even if you try your best to prevent it.

When Spain almost pinned the Norwegians into the big penalty area. The offense seems to be about to form when a goal is scored. Our young master Pi wants to go up and score goals again.

With the mood of making meritorious contributions. He is known as the tallest member of the Spanish team. Standing firmly in the small forbidden area of the Norwegians.

This ball. Silva will definitely kick at him. He has such faith.

Despite the fact that the two of them were sandwiching him. But he still didn't know where he got the strength. Resisted the opponent's flanking attack strongly.

Ball. It really flew as he hoped.

This ball. To enter.

He rose from the ground. Balance. Head shake.

For.

Hit the ball.

It's just that. Deviated.

Body in the air. Still lost a hint of balance. There is no positive part of the top.

The ball didn't go to the goal. There is no bottom line. Instead, it smashed on the back of his head. Fly out of the Big Forbidden Zone.

The landing point is actually Norwegian..

The smallest Norwegian in the audience. Just played.

He wasn't involved in the defense at all. Instead, hide outside the big forbidden area.

The Spaniards didn't pay much attention to his presence. It's so small anyway. Who's guarding against it isn't. Let's kick the offense first.

That's the idea. It was easy for the Norwegian to get the ball.

The next moment. Everyone was stunned.

Butskets has been defended in the past. At the moment of pounce. But they found a strong wind whirling.

Yes. He subconsciously stretched out his right hand to pull.

This is a good habit for many years as a back back.

That strong sense of danger made him make a move to pull people to foul at the first time.

But......

One step late.

Is this the latest Ferrari. Speed of 100 meters in three seconds.

I saw an off-string arrow. Whoosh. The ball went straight ahead.

Backfield, midfield, front, penalty area......

Riding in the dust......

Spain's defenders can only look up and look from afar......

Poor Kaslas. At such a grim time. He's going to perform heads-up again.

"This ......"

Bosque was finally moved.

Old and spicy like him. Or was it plotted.

On the occasion of Spain's handy play. The other party has a super fast horse.

It's still so inconspicuous.

I thought it was technical. As a result, people are speed-oriented.

I wiped it.

Caslias is not a god. You can't always save the opponent's single knife. Besides, this stress-free single knife. There was no one behind him to help. People don't at all.

……

"Haonan God of Gamblers." At the end of the game. Zidane came over again and accosted him. Although his face looks very blue. But he stammered anyway.

Forehead...... Don't dare to be. Chen Haonan's heart is empty. is still secretly scolding himself for being cheap. I bought it in Spain too.

Harvey has long since brushed his sleeves away. The host probably secretly ran to the toilet and cried again.

The defending champions lost.

This news is too big.

"Portugal shouldn't be much better." A lot of people are starting to want to bet again. And at this time. The betting points have long been closed. Stopped betting.

"Luckily I didn't buy it. Otherwise, I don't know how to die......" Sneijder was silent for two hours. Finally a rare opening.

"This year's Euros are weird. Especially in France...... Meaning. Portugal is about to kick off. The host hasn't come back yet."

Yes. The host hasn't come back yet. It's time to jump from the toilet window.

"Haonan God of Gamblers. Next. I guess you're guessing right again. I knew I was betting with you to play. That's a million..."At this moment, it was Snella's turn to come to Chen Haonan and sit down. The two of them are good friends.