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Chapter 761 Thinking about life(1/2)

"Um, Jose, I'm sorry."

Tang Zhenglong had black lines on his face, and half of Mourinho's face was still swollen.

"This is Yunnan Baiyao, it's the best for treating injuries."

Mourinho took it and threw it directly into the trash can.

"I don't want your things, I'm afraid of bad luck."

"..."

"I won't spare you on the court later. I have arranged a tight defense specifically for you."

The San Siro Stadium is also called the Meazza Stadium when Inter Milan plays.

This season, whether in the league or the Champions League, Inter Milan's performance is super stable. Some people say that Inter Milan has the appearance of a championship.

The main reason is that Mourinho has trained Inter Milan's defense very well.

The midfielders Stankovic, Motta and Cambiasso are like a moving Great Wall, and the offense is mainly left to Sneijder.

The double forwards are Milito and Eto'o.

Pellegrini knows that if the away goal is lost first, it will be very difficult to win because the opponent's defense is so good.

A ding sound.

Mission: Think about life like Balotelli

Reward: 1000 Big Mouth Points.

Punishment: Become a substitute like Ibrahimovic.

"..."

Tang Zhenglong turned his head and looked at the innocent Balotelli on the bench.

"When did he think about life? By the way, what does thinking about life mean?"

"This is a joke from the European Cup two years later. Bashen is thinking about life."

"Damn it, you know everything that will happen in two years? Then do you know the number of Shuangseqiu tomorrow?"

"..."

"System, if you had told me earlier, why should I play football? If I buy lottery tickets every day, I could become the richest man in China."

"Master, don't daydream."

"By the way, what does it mean to think about life?"

The system was briefly explained.

Tang Zhenglong was stunned.

"How can I pretend to be x when I'm fighting alone? I will be scolded to death by the boss."

"That's why this mission is interesting."

"It's funny."

Tang Zhenglong looked at Balotelli again. He didn't expect this guy to be so weird in the future. Should he have more contact with him?

*****

"Inter Milan's defense is too luxurious. One is Brazil's main defender Lucio, and the other is Argentina's main defender Samoel."

In addition, Brazilian right back Maicon and Argentina left back Zanetti are included.

At this time, Inter Milan deserves to be considered the best defensive team in Europe.

Ronaldo took the ball and Lucio made a precise tackle.

Ronaldo was a little slower. If he forced the ball, his legs might be gone. Lucio intercepted the ball and kicked the ball to Sneijder.

After leaving Real Madrid, Sneijder seemed to have found himself, and his performance at Inter Milan was like a miracle.

Pellegrini was a little unhappy. Such a good attacking midfielder was sold for only 15 million. It's really stupid.

Sneijder sent a precise long pass, the ball reached Eto'o's feet, and the Cameroonian started to speed up.

Ramos failed to hold down the ball for the first time. Eto'o rushed over, then looked at Milito in the middle and sent the ball over with his foot.

At the critical moment, Pepe risked an own goal and made a tackle.

The ball... went out of bounds.

Cassie touched Pepe's bald head and said, "You are so brave, you almost scored an own goal."

Pepe smiled and said, "If I don't make the tackle, then Milito from behind will definitely score."

Mourinho originally thought that the goal was 100% scored, but he didn't expect Pepe to be so crazy in the end.

"This is not an own goal? What a bad luck, just like Tang Zhenglong."

"Who called me?"

Tang Zhenglong ran over.

"..."

"Are you a good listener?"

"I have very good ears. If anyone scolds me, I will know immediately. Jose, I advise you not to say bad things about me, otherwise I will tell the referee and suspend you."

Mourinho died because he knew that Tang Zhenglong was capable of such things.

"Don't go to the referee if you have the ability."

"Tch, I don't have the skills, so I'll go find the referee."

*****

Guti finds Alonso.

"This won't work. It's too easy for the opponent to pass the ball in the midfield."

"Sneijder's ball control and passing are both top-notch."

Guti pointed at Sneijder.

"I'll put some pressure on him, and you'll steal the ball."

Alonso nodded.

Dutch midfielders are all talented, and so is Sneijder, who has a magical ability to control the ball.

After taking the ball and turning around, he had already observed Guti's position.

A light pull ball gets out of the way.

"Damn."

Guti missed it.

Sneijder passed the ball out.

"Haha, this is Real Madrid's defense, the team that abandoned me."

Sneijder was holding his breath. He wanted Real Madrid to know how good he was and what a mistake it was to sell him.

Guti was like being played like a monkey in front of Sneijder.

"Damn it."

Sneijder was playing more and more easily, but he was careless and missed Jingzhou. Suddenly he passed the ball back and missed it, and the ball went to the feet of Tang Zhenglong.

"..."

Guti was also stunned. Why did he pass it to Tang Zhenglong?

Tang Zhenglong dribbled the ball and passed Samuel, creating a single opportunity.

Sneijder's heart skipped a beat. If the goal had been scored, it would have been an own-goal assist, and he would have lost a lot of face.

Mourinho was thinking, "Can't get in, can't get in, can't get in..."

"Thinking about life?"

Tang Zhenglong was thinking.

"System, I don't want to do this. I want to score goals. I am the top striker in Europe."

"Master, please don't be naughty, okay?"

"You're the one who's naughty, right?"

Tang Zhenglong began to think about life.

"Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck, soy sauce chicken, bacon, pine flowers, belly, dried meat, sausages, assorted sourdough dishes,

Smoked chicken and white tripe, steamed eight-treasure pig.”

"Holy shit, Master, can you speak cross talk?"
To be continued...
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