court king

Chapter 160 Watching the game video (3)

It was already past nine o'clock, and Wang Feng drew the curtains, as if watching a horror movie late at night, with his hands crossed, and a cup of coffee was placed on the coffee table in front of him, still steaming.

Wang Feng is watching the game, and the game has gone to No.603 minutes.

Real Madrid's third goal happened here.

At this time Isco is dribbling the ball, the player is still very young, he is sprinting, and after a period of trotting, Isco came to the penalty area.

Now Real Madrid's overall operation speed has accelerated, which also proves that after they ushered in Icardi and Muller, their overall operation level and speed have improved.

Isco rubs the ball with his left foot!
The ball came to the penalty area, and Muller's header in the penalty area competed for the top!
The ball flew directly to the goal, and goalkeeper Ter Stegen didn't react at all. When he took action, the ball had already flown into the net.

Muller!

Muller and Icardi both scored goals. At this time, the Real Madrid Trident has scored goals. Their performance is excellent. For these stars, this result is very ideal.

"Real Madrid played this ball very smoothly, mainly relying on external forces. First of all, it was Isco's help. With an empty pass, Muller's header was played cleanly." Wang Feng couldn't help but admire.

This shot is really beautiful, there is no flaw in the set of moves, and it also includes some very perfect skills.

Below, Suarez scores the goal.

In the No. 701 minute of the game, Suarez relied on his own single machine to break through, and Real Madrid's defenders did not block the ball. The ball was directly drawn into the net by Suarez.

This goal was played very simply. Now Barcelona and Real Madrid have scored very clean goals without any flaws. Through the technical skills of the players on both sides, they created goals.

At this time, Wang Feng's cell phone rang.

Wang Feng continued to play the game, but there was no sound. He glanced at his mobile phone: Romagnoli.

This guy is probably squatting at home watching a small movie right now~
Wang Feng answered the phone, clipped the ballpoint pen to the notebook, and continued to watch the game.

"Hello." Wang Feng said.

At this time, Romagnoli's side is still relatively quiet, not as passionate as nightclubs or small films, and the sound is very emotional.

"Wang Feng, are you free?" Romagnoli asked.

Wang Feng took a look at the game. The current game has progressed to No. 70 and two minutes. After watching the game, Wang Feng is about to go to bed.

"It will be in 8 minutes, but I may be going to bed at that time." Wang Feng said, and then continued to look at the game.

At this point Kroos is dribbling the ball.

At present, Barcelona is completely under pressure by Real Madrid. Real Madrid's possession rate is as high as 65%, while Barcelona has only 35%.

Real Madrid has an oppressive advantage.

"Why, there are girls?" Romagnoli said with a hint of sarcasm, his voice sounded very obscene.

Wang Feng chuckled twice in his heart, and then said: "I have to say, you have a little train in your heart."

Romagnoli laughed, and then directly cut into the topic, saying, "Drag racing tonight, come?"

Wang Feng doesn't know how to drive, and the most he can do is to enjoy the show. To Wang Feng, this doesn't mean much. It's better to stay at home and watch the F1 race.

"Old man, I don't know how to drive." Wang Feng reminded Romagnoli. At this time, Romagnoli sent a link to Wang Feng's mobile phone QQ.

This link is all in Italian, and Wang Feng is not very familiar with the translation.

"Italian Do-It-Your-Win Cup? What the hell is this? It seems a bit uncoordinated." Wang Feng felt that the name was a bit magical.

"You retard..." Romagnoli cursed.

Then, he began to explain to Wang Feng: "Fai quello che vuoi, this is an interpretation in Italian, don't translate it yourself. This is currently the most famous underground racing event in Italy. I am currently in the second round, 120 eights into 64. It is divided into four competitions. There are 32 teams in one competition, and [-] teams enter."

"That's none of my business." Wang Feng said.

"Of course it's none of your business, you have to sit in the co-pilot and cheer for me," Romagnoli said.

"Brother, I'm not your co-pilot lady, I'm a regular professional player. Also, Gattuso will definitely be furious and want to kill you when he finds out that you were caught racing underground by a reporter." Wang Feng said.

"In this way, you will compete with me in every game this season. At the end of the season, I will give you a Chevrolet - the latest luxury version of the S107 sports car." Romagnoli said.

"You want to buy my dignity as a man with a car worth [-] euros?" Wang Feng said.

"Well, I'll give you a 2019 Ford Mustang for one season," Romagnoli said.

"Your car worth more than 7 euros is like buying my dignity as a man?" Wang Feng said again.

"I'll give you a fucking new version of Jaguar for one season!" Romagnoli almost couldn't name it. Anyway, this sports car probably costs more than [-] euros.

Although Romagnoli has a Lamborghini in his family, Romagnoli still cherishes his half-month salary.

"Come and pick me up." Frightened by Romagnoli's will, Wang Feng stood up directly, watched the result of the game, then turned off the TV, and walked directly towards the door.

Wang Feng pulled out the door key, put on the mask, and waited for Romagnoli's arrival at the door.

After a roar of cars, a black car with no headlights and nitrogen sprayed from the rear drove directly towards Wang Feng.

This car drifted directly and drove into the parking garage passage of Wang Feng's house.

Walking in, Wang Feng almost knelt down.

Fuck me Lamborghini!

Wang Feng's legs were so frightened that he went limp. He could only tell Romagnoli: You don't understand the world of the poor.

Romagnoli came down, he had already put on his sunglasses, and threw a pair of sunglasses to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng took off the mask, Romagnoli's hair was already combed, and he was wearing black long sleeves. He opened the passenger door, and Wang Feng followed Romagnoli into the Lamborghini.

Wang Feng's first contact with Lamborghini came from Romagnoli.

"Put on your seat belt, or your nose bone will come into close contact with the car later," Romagnoli said.

Wang Feng nodded, and after fastening the seat belt, Romagnoli started to burn the tires, and the sound was very loud at this time.

"Be careful to call the police, or we will both stay in the police station tomorrow." After Wang Feng finished speaking, Romagnoli didn't nod. He turned off all the lights in the car and turned on the headlights. The color of Romagnoli's car lights was a beautiful cross of orange and red.

The car drove out, and the moment Romagnoli stepped on the accelerator, Wang Feng felt that his ears were almost deaf.

(End of this chapter)