Chapter 374

Name:Golden Greenery Author:Zhuo Setong
Lion king song didn't get any advantage in front of Gao Lanyang Kohler in the whole game today, and was often lost by the flexible running and abduction of Czech center. Of course, they can't touch Kohler. Although song is much shorter than him, his tendinous flesh is a male rhinoceros.

Kohler bullied the lion king with his height and running sense, while rigbert song was the best in muscle and strength. Later, Jan Kohler was a little scared of being hit, and he began to be more or less scared of the lion king. Song is really amazing. He is the first defender in the world who can make big Mac Jan Kohler afraid.

The lion king held his stomach fire for a long time, and saw the football flying to the back. He had three resonances and shouted: "I - my -!"

One is to intimidate the opponent. I'm sure I will get it. Second, tell my teammates not to rob me. Pengpeng Luis and ibicevic, who happened to be around him, wanted to fight for this point together. Hearing the old song's voice, they were quick to play one game at a time. Turning around, they blocked evanelson and medel, leaving everything to the old song.

This time, forced to return to the restricted area to participate in the high ball defense, Jan Kohler had to bite his teeth and song Shiwang came to a one-on-one fight. I saw two huge axes rising at the same time, like two mountains crashing into each other. Old song was so open-minded, but Kohler felt empty in his heart. He felt as if he had been slapped by a granite door, and his lungs and leaves were shaking out of his mouth.

Two meters and two, Jan Koller fell down with a clap, and the lion king song's black and gold hair almost burst the football.

If the ball doesn't score, there will be no natural reason. The 18 generations of the Old Song Zu didn't do anything harmful to nature. The golden lion burst through the door, and the golden lion fell to the ground. Then the old song growled at the giant Yang lying on the ground, "fuck, I'm tired of your father and me!"

As a famous figure in the world of international football, Kohler can't stand the anger. He turns over and climbs up: "whose father is mom forcing you to be?"

"Mom forced me to be your father!" During the conversation, the hands of the two people are stuck on each other's necks.

Zhuoyang rushed forward and broke Jan Kohler's hand: "let me go!" Pull the frame out clearly.

So, the people of madibourg didn't care about the celebration, the people of Dortmund didn't care about the depression, and they all gathered around and started to fight.

Who is afraid of whom? The madeborg players are young, but they have been brought wild by six swordsmen one by one. They don't know how to respect the old masters at all. Besides, small is small, but big is much more than each other. It's like a chicken fight. It's like a chicken fight.

"Let go! You fucking let go! "

"Give me a try!"

"Great age, come on, come on!"

……

Zhuoyang didn't do it. Of course, everyone would just shout first. Dortmund is not good at stubble. He has worldly wisdom in his bravery, so no one wants to make a decision first Woarns and Zhuoyang fight for each other, but there is less smoke.

The same five minutes, the same 3:3, is golden for the madiborgs. Of course, they celebrate and go back. But for the dortmondians, it's naturally black. They have to go back to the camp in desperation. Neither of the two groups has any intention to be affectable. Only two psychopaths are still playing with the language art of teasing.

"Tell me today, whose father are you?"

"I'm my son's father. What's the matter?"

"Why, what the fuck are you doing?"

“……” Lao song: "whose father am I, then?"

"You must make it clear to me today..."

"Shut up!" I can't help it. Dortmund players stopped at Jan Kohler at the same time.