Football: Just joined Chelsea and was targeted by Real Madrid

Chapter 60 Balotelli has never been off the chain in this matter

Zhang Ming has been cats in the living room of Balotelli's house for half an hour.Only then did I hear the sound of a car braking outside. Needless to say, Balotelli must have returned.

Zhang Ming saw Balotelli get off his sports car through the curtain, followed by four girls.

Fuck, Balotelli can do it, he just picked up four and came back, awesome Plath.

Seeing Balotelli go home with four girls, the reporter with the cat outside excitedly picked up a long gun and short cannon to shoot.

Balotelli was also unambiguous, and directly copied a high-pressure water gun from the yard, turned on the tap and sprayed it directly.That movement is quite proficient, and it seems that he usually does not do less in this matter.

The reporters outside instantly became drowned and fled.

"Fuck, Zhang, why don't you turn on the light when you come, do you want to scare people to death?"

After Balotelli came in, he closed the door and turned on the light. When he saw Zhang Ming in the living room, he was shocked and said.

"Xiaoba, I said I couldn't find the light switch in your house, would you believe me?"

Zhang Ming asked with a smile.

"Are you stupid, the switch is on the wall."

Balotelli is really naive.

Hearing Balotelli's words, Zhang Ming thought.

Seeing the four girls standing in a row, Zhang Ming couldn't move his eyes away.But he pretended to be aloof.

"Zhang, don't you like it? Are you already bent?"

Seeing Zhang Ming's expression, Balotelli asked, and this guy not only asked, but also backed away in fear.

Fuck, the minibus is broken.This shit has something to do with his own reputation, so how could Zhang Ming be polite.

Without waiting for Balotelli to speak, Zhang Ming picked one who looked like Bodo and one who looked like Aoi and walked upstairs to Balotelli's house.

Balotelli didn't pick the ground, and started fighting directly in the living room.

Upstairs, Zhang Ming looked at the two girls who looked like the heroines in action movies.In an instant, he was distracted.

Ma De, this is a good time to show our country's prestige, you can't be cowardly......

One hundred thousand words are omitted at this moment.

In the early hours of the morning, Balotelli didn't know how many times he scored, he was so tired that he lay on the ground gasping for air as if he had been chased by an African brother for two miles.

Hearing that Zhang Ming was still going on upstairs, Balotelli was envious immediately.

"I am so awesome."

Who is Balotelli, the famous messenger of flowers, how can he be compared in this respect.Thinking of this, Balotelli started a new round of charge.

The next day, before dawn, Zhang Ming left early and went out through the back door.

After Zhang Ming came out, he saw another reporter cat in the green belt at the front door.Immediately I was overwhelmed with gratitude, but luckily I didn't wait to come out with Balotelli.

Otherwise, it would become the talk of Long Guo's grandma after dinner.

Zhang Ming ran a long distance before finding a taxi to get in, and went straight back to the Chelsea team apartment dormitory.

Coming to the team, the genius just lit up.The teammates haven't woken up yet.

Zhang Ming originally wanted to go to the court to improve his talent, but he was too tired, even more tired than the last time he fought Wang Jing.Alas, it's still too much for the islanders.

Zhang Ming went straight back to the dormitory and took a nap. He hadn't slept all night and was tired.

After the mobile phone alarm rang, Zhang Ming got up to wash up and went to the restaurant for dinner.

"Zhang, how was your training with Balotelli yesterday?"

After a good meal, Zhang Ming came to the training ground, and Lampard asked.

Hearing Lampard's poorly spoken question, Zhang Ming knew that the fact that Balotelli brought four girls home yesterday was exposed by reporters.

"No, I got lost yesterday and couldn't find Balotelli's house. I called him, but he didn't answer. I found it and took a taxi back to sleep in the middle of the night."

Zhang Ming said pretending to be innocent.

"You were tricked by that kid. He said that he asked you to practice basketball as a cover to deceive others. Look at what he did last night."

Lampard handed the phone to Zhang Ming as he spoke.

Zhang Ming saw it, and he said, this reporter is really dedicated.Not only is the shot very careful, but the title is also very eye-catching:
"Bad boy Balotelli fights four girls at night, full of energy. "

Look at what this title says, it's really awesome.There is no excuse for making Balotelli mad, we are complimenting you.

The reporter's wording was very sharp, at least much better than Xiaoyu's, otherwise Xiaoyu wouldn't be able to hang out with Tomato.

"Brother Lang, it's none of my business."

At this time, Zhang Ming didn't want the reporter to put his credit on Balotelli's head.Two of the four girls were conquered by him.

The most important thing now is to let everyone know that they are not in the same boat as Balotelli.

"Zhang, I believe in you."

Hearing Lampard's words, Zhang Ming was relieved.This uncle can do it, so foolish.

An hour later, Balotelli came over with a sigh of relief.

"Zhang, last night was wonderful."

Balotelli came in and saw everyone looking at him with ill intentions.Balotelli knows what happened yesterday and everyone knows it.

Thinking of this, Balotelli shouted at Zhang Ming.There's nothing wrong with wading in the water with one more person.

"Xiaoba, where is your home? I searched all night yesterday but couldn't find it."

How could Zhang Ming not know what Balotelli was thinking, so he yelled at Balotelli.Small sample, dare to play tricks with me, I'll play you to death.

"Look at this."

Said to captain Terry handing the phone to Balotelli.

"My special, the four girls in the night battle. NO, this is also due to Zhang Ming."

Balotelli shouted anxiously.

But who listened to him.

"Why isn't Zhang Ming in the photo?"

Only then did Balotelli understand why Zhang Ming didn't go with him yesterday, why he didn't turn on the lights when he arrived at his house first, and why he left early in the morning. There were all reasons for this.

"Zhang, you are too cunning."

During training, Balotelli whispered to Zhang Ming.

"Xiaoba, I am different from you. You are already like this. I am different, you know."

Hearing Zhang Ming's words, Balotelli knows nothing.

"Zhang, I don't care so much. You have to pass me two more goals in the next game. If you don't let me score two goals, I will lose money."

Balotelli began to blackmail.

"Who is the next game against?"

Zhang Ming asked in a low voice.

"The next game is the first game of the Champions League. We are away against the German team, Borussia Dortmund. If you don't agree with me, I will hold a press conference and make public what happened yesterday. You know, reporters like this kind of lace news. .Combined with my reputation and your identity as a native of Longguo, the reporter will definitely go crazy."

Hearing Balotelli's words, Zhang Ming knew that he had fallen into this fucking kid's ditch.Next time, keep your distance from this kid.

Zhang Ming also knows Dortmund.

At this time, Dortmund is in full swing under the leadership of Uncle Klopp.Overthrew the Bundesliga overlord Bayern Munich many times.

In the Dortmund team, there are international footballers like Gotze Gundogan, who are very strong.

"Xiaoba, do you know how powerful they are? I can pass you one pass at most. It depends on luck. Whether you can score goals or not depends on your own strength."

Zhang Ming said angrily.

"Deal, Zhang, we are the best partners. Don't you know my strength? You witnessed it last night. Although it is not as good as you, it is quite powerful. By the way, I almost forgot, you yesterday It's too cruel. The two girls who accompanied you yesterday asked me to add an extra thousand pounds this morning. You said you were too cruel, and they suffered internal injuries. They had to rest for a week and couldn't work. The thousand pounds was to compensate them lost wages."

Hearing Balotelli's words, Zhang Ming felt overwhelmed.As a man, who the hell doesn't care about this.

"Xiaoba, what you need to do now is to practice hard and make sure you can play in the next game."

Hearing Zhang Ming's words, Balotelli ran like a wild dog.

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