football king

If a person digs into a dead end, it's not so easy to pull it back.

Mourinho did what he said, and directly transferred Mordred to the Copa del Rey team alone. The remaining teammates were either beets from the second team, or they were all injured and not yet fully recovered. A fringe character who is not strong enough.

Of course, the reason why Mourinho did this is that the opponents are not strong. If it is the strength of Athletic Bibalo, it is fine, but this time the King's Cup opponent, Merilla, is a real parallel import.

Even with this kind of 'old, weak, sick and disabled' lineup, it is not uncommon to play 5:1.

In fact, even if Mourinho wants to give up the Copa del Rey, he has a plan.

No matter how you look at it, Melilla is not worthy of being an important player or even a star. If he is injured in this kind of game, it will be a blood loss.

Mourinho has figured everything out. If Mordred doesn’t make trouble suddenly, they will have enough time to prepare for the next Champions League match. The next Champions League opponent will be Ajax .

Ajax can also be regarded as the benchmark of the Eredivisie. Although the demeanor of a wealthy family is gradually decreasing, the background of belonging to a wealthy family is far beyond the reach of some nouveau riche.

Moreover, Ajax's youth training is very qualified, and many talents are sent out every year. It is a pity that the owner is Grandet, and the youth training players who are sold rarely buy some big-name stars back.

But the Hejia has good feng shui, and the little demon is like a leek, a crop that is cut off will grow another crop.

No one will underestimate the strength of Ajax.

A small team whose name is rarely known, and the head of the Eredivisie, which one should focus on and which one should relax.

But Mordred wanted to ask for an idea for everyone in the locker room, and Mourinho wanted to let him know that sometimes it is not so easy to be a good person.

When playing against Merilla, Mordred sat on the bench and discussed with his teammates how to proceed in the next game.

To be honest, he is not that familiar with these teammates, especially some of the players from the second team. Mordred has never seen some of them. Who made him have no time to practice in the airborne department.

There are relatives and estrangements, not to mention just playing football together, but people get along with each other, and soon Mordred's straightforward temper got along with other players.

"Let's play casually in this game, the opponent is not strong anyway."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately aroused the approval of other players. After all, Melilla had already grown to a certain level.

If there is a point of reference, it is the strength of the second-tier teams of the Chinese Super League.

Sure enough, this game was a merciless crushing situation. Mordred alone poured 3 opponents, but this hat-trick was not difficult, and Mordred didn't think there was anything worthy of praise for such abuse.

In the second half, Mordred followed the principle of being a man and staying on the front line, and went for a walk in front of his goalkeeper. I didn't know that he thought he was going to be transferred to a defender.

The rest of the youngsters who had just been promoted to the second-tier team rushed forward, and those with physical injuries and drags stayed behind obediently.

At the end of the game, Melilla was kicked until she lost her temper, and everyone was downcast.

It's not their fault. After all, they played away and met the animal Mordred. They broke up their formation at the beginning, and Famelila could only admit defeat with such a violent crackdown.

Even if the score of 6:0 is released, it is not a bad loss for the Galacticos Real Madrid.

Last season, many teams that were kicked to collapse by Real Madrid were really crushed.

There is an even worse reference point ahead, and Merilla is not ashamed.

After winning the game, everyone proposed to have a drink, and some teenagers blushed with excitement.

This game is full of water, and they are already very happy to play in the Copa del Rey.

There are also some players who have been hindered by injuries. They played almost 100% today, and the feeling of being able to chase the wind on the turf made the eyes of these veterans red.

Mordred didn't have a sense of empathy for this kind of scene, but it didn't mean he wasn't happy for these people, so he called everyone to the bar where he, Chris and others often celebrated.

The bartender just smiled when he saw Mordred, and they were familiar faces as regular customers.

"Congratulations to Real Madrid for another victory, do you still want that box this time?"

"Yes."

Mordred nodded, and the smile on the waiter's face grew wider.

Then without even asking, I served them some champagne according to the previous standards, and I didn't forget to close the door for them before leaving.

Mordred raised his champagne glass, "Celebrate our absolute victory! We will continue to win the next Merilla."

"Keep winning!!!"

The atmosphere suddenly heated up, and it wasn't fun for a few old men to just sit around. A more playful old man called a bunch of beauties directly.

Enchanting, pure, lovely.

Mordred, who was one of the few in the audience who had never had intimate contact with a strange woman, felt numb for a moment, but he still didn't dare to show anything.

In the end, I chose a bronze-skinned, black and straight Latino girl.

As a result, the teammates around him looked at him with teasing eyes, as if it was written on their faces, 'so you like this kid. '

To be honest, this is the first time Mordred has seen such a big battle.

In his previous life, he knelt under the pomegranate skirt of the football goddess, and had no time to think about these things at all.

Later, because he was underage, that guy Doyle was also very reliable and didn't take him to the bar.

When he arrived in Real Madrid, the big brothers almost treated him like a child, and they wouldn't do such fancy things when they came to the bar together.

After being with Chris, these Yingyingyanyans are completely insulated from him.

There's no way, Chris doesn't show up on the surface, but in fact... he's quite jealous, even when he usually exchanges jerseys, he will look at him resentfully, as if he instantly turned into May Pan Jinlian Reese.

The Latina lady had very good hands and feet, she just sat silently and poured wine for Mordred without saying a word.

The people next to him were similar, which made Mordred breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, these few people are still a little bit enlightened and didn't do anything, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to explain to Mr. Madman.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone came out with your shoulders hooked and my back tied.

It is customary for paparazzi to follow at the door. Mordred's brain is not clear at this time, and he greeted several paparazzi in a daze.

"Come to work so late."

Mordred's laughing voice instantly embarrassed the paparazzi. Although he knew that he didn't mean to be sarcastic, he could still feel a strong sense of irony.

He ran over to follow others without sleeping at night, and was immediately punctured by them...

This kind of embarrassment almost made the paparazzi who have been swimming in the thick-skinned ocean all year round bow their heads, but they recovered soon.

For the sake of living, a little bit of face is not in their consideration at all.

"The players who played against Melilla this time are those who haven't played in the official game for a long time. Is Mr. Mourinho going to give up the pursuit of the King's Cup?"

It's not that no one asked this question at the press conference, but they asked Mourinho.

Even if Mourinho really thought so, he would never say it out. Instead, he made a posture that he would be guilty if he didn't win the King's Cup, which is really a confusion in the world.

People don't understand whether Mourinho is facing a weak team and chooses to let the main lineup take a breather, or he really gave up the pursuit of the King's Cup.

They didn't get any good results from Mourinho's side, and they had already started to attack Mordred, who was more talkative.

But judging by his attitude just now, it does seem quite easy to talk to.

As a result, Mordred slapped their self-confidence severely in the next second.

Probably because of the drunkenness, the originally beautiful blue eyes became a little dim, and even the expression became cold, and there was still the usual posture of a little sun.

"Mister's words are my words. If you want to get the King's Cup, I want to get the King's Cup. This question doesn't make any sense." Mordred looked up at the starry sky after speaking, and patted the paparazzi on the shoulder He continued: "It looks like the weather is going to rain, you better pack up and go home early. Be careful—we'll be drenched in the rain."

It was obviously a word of concern, but it made the two paparazzi feel eerie, especially the word "careful", which seemed to bite them at any time.

Then Mordred left without looking back, his chic back made the remaining two paparazzi shudder, and they looked at each other, "Why don't we go back tonight, anyway, the boss didn't Assign tasks to us."

"Yes, yes, anyway, today is a whim, why not go back today."

Under the threat of Mordred, the two cowardly paparazzi went home obediently.

And when Mordred, who was drowsy from drinking, got up in the middle of the night to pour water, his feet were erratic, and his stomach felt as uncomfortable as a fire.

In the end, he really couldn't twist his body, Mordred took out the pure milk in the refrigerator and warmed it up, sat on the sofa and sipped it, letting the warm milk iron out his uncomfortable stomach.

It was raining lightly outside, and Mordred didn't turn on the light in the house, just leaning on the sofa like this, with a look of tiredness between his brows and eyes.

Sure enough, the disguise was still not in place, and he actually exposed his true nature in front of the paparazzi.

Alcohol not only burns the stomach, but also burns the brain.

Opening his eyes again, Mordred returned to his usual clarity. He took out his phone and saw that it was only past two o'clock in the middle of the night, but he didn't know if it was because of the effect of alcohol. He was so energetic that he could go to disco now. By the way Dangdang DJ playing DJ or something.

Lying on the bed and unable to fall asleep, Mordred sat up irritably and began to tidy up the whole house.

When he woke up the next morning, Mordred found that his whole body felt as if he had been run over by a big truck, and he was in excruciating pain when he moved.

He couldn't help wondering what happened to his brain circuit last night?Didn't sleep and actually cleaned up the house to sparkle?

Fuck you.

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