Vol 3 Chapter 216: Bet

A boo came from the Milan crowd, because Totti's bet was bad. Once Zhuo Yang really wore a roman jersey publicly, let alone Zhuo Yang's face, AC Milan's face was also torn to pieces.
Maldini raised his head. "Totti, you fucking..."
"Don't say goodbye, horse team." Zhuo Yang stopped Maldini. "Let him finish talking." He was also a little unhappy now. I give you the steps like that, do you have to be unreasonable? Stingy! Chicken intestines! Still betting so viciously, don't you plan to live a good life?
"Franco, what do you want to gamble first?"
"Zhuo Yang, look. Oh, neither of us scored a goal today. It was a tie, regardless of victory..."
The Milanese booed collectively. Totti actually endured it. At this point, his teammates in Rome all felt a fever for his face. Zhuo Yang also looked at Totti with a smile, and no longer stimulated him without saying anything.
"...Since it's all football, and since we didn't win or lose today, then we have to score a good game on football. Are you right?"
Zhuo Yangxin said: I thought Franco had missed it, and they were really a brilliant person. "Exquisite! Franco, you are an exquisite person! How can we compare, I listen to you all." Whether one-to-one bullfighting, or all the other mess, Zhuo Yang is confident that he will not lose to Totti in football.
"We both have more goals than anyone who scored in the league this season!"
Zhuo Yang: "..."
The boos of the Milanese almost lifted the stands above the passage, and Maldini was all ridiculed. "Franco Totti, are you still shameless?"
"Paul, don't intervene. This is for me and Zhuo Yang." Totti was so cheeky that he was not ashamed.
Totti is now only one less than Kaka, 19 goals ranked second in the shooter list, Zhuo Yang has just 10 goals. Not to mention that there are still 8 rounds left in the league, that is, 18 rounds according to the trend of the two of this year, Zhuo Yang could not catch up. What is commendable is that Totti spoke so rosy.
Zhuo Yang's waist was already smiling, and he stretched out one hand to stop Maldini and covered the stomach with the other hand. "...I admit defeat, Franco...I admit I can't compare to you...I don't bet with you...can't win...you are the first in the world..."
Zhuo Yang was able to see this, and Totti had a good way to give himself a trick, thinking that he was young and flamboyant, and then blurted out and said, "It is better than", and then the spit out of the tiger's difficulty could not be recovered, and finally Had to bite the bullet into the sleeve. Zhuo Yang laughed that Totti was too small to look at him, and he was so naive that he was too naive.
"...Franco, I won't bet with you, I can't afford to bet... I can't afford to bet... whatever you like..."
Totti was dumbfounded. He didn't want to play shamelessly. Who knows that Zhuo Yangding can't be fooled. This kid is too enchanting!
"Zhuo Yang...you...just admit defeat...I don't care...you admit defeat...it doesn't matter..." Don't know what to say, Totti forcibly gave himself a round.
"Te shameless..." The Milanese tweeted.
"I bet you who scored more goals this year!" Kaka said suddenly.
"Yes, yes, you two are the right ones. Franco, you and Ka Shao come to compare, I won the card and win less." Zhuo Yang quickly added oil and vinegar.
Kaka reached for Liangzi, let Totti find the steps, and arouse the enthusiasm he fought for. Kaka 20, Totti 19, regardless of whether they bet or not, this season's fight for the best shooter is obvious.
"OK! Kaka, I will bet with you. If you lose, you must wear our Rome jersey to make a public appearance." Totti's right words.
"Ok... Ok! You..." Kaka was interrupted by Zhuo Yang before he finished.
"Franco, the gamble is still our gamble. It's just that Kaka replaces me to gamble with you. The card loses, I wear a Roma jersey, how?"
Totti was overjoyed. "That's good, let's say one thing!" When we reach out, we will make a high-five with Zhuo Yang.
"Wait! It's not that cheap. If you lose Franco?" Zhuo Yang looked at Totti with a playful look.
Totti: "Our two things are cancelled today." There are a lot of bosses in the world, but few like Totti think they take it for granted.
AC Milan's generals booed again, and Maldini said again: "Totti, you shameless?" Even Ronaldo said: "Are you really saying this?"
The other Milanese present were either hindered by the relationship of the national team, or the gap between football and Totti was a little big, it was not easy to take him seriously and he followed the booing.
"Then... what do you say?" Totti couldn't hold up so many people, so he had to ask them.
"Of course you lost by wearing a Milan jersey!" Ronaldo said.
"Yes, yes! This is the reason..." Everyone spoke in unison.
"I..." Totti was a little guilty, and everything in the world is in case, not to mention the fight for the best shooter in the five or five. But let him a king of Rome to wear Milan's jersey, it is really better than slaughter him. Therefore, if you don't want to do anything to others, the pit that Totti dug to Zhuo Yang is now planted inside. This is a bet that he has proposed, neither accept nor accept.
When the Milanese laughed enough, and when all the Romans could not wait to dig into the ground and collectively dig in, Zhuo Yang stood up to relieve Totti.
"Well, Franco, I have an idea." Zhuo Yang said: "Today I really did not pay attention. In order to express my apology, if you lose this bet, give you two choices."
"One, you made a public appearance in a Milan jersey; second, you donated 1 million to my "Zhuo Yang No. 18 Charity Fund"."
"Choose one of the two, whichever is fine."
The man who fell into the water saw a life-saving straw. Totti was overjoyed again, and quickly extended his arm to give Zhuo Yang a high-five, for fear that he might regret it.
"Just like this, I bet!"
'Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! ’Gamble is established.
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Back in the locker room, Maldini said worriedly: "Zhuo Yangna~EbookFREE.me~ You are a bit hasty, in case..."
"Paul, I won't let Zhuo Yang wear a roman jersey, trust me." Kaka immediately patted the captain's chest.
Zhuo Yang pretended to be frowning. "Master Card, it's not that I don't believe you, but just in case..., the horse team, you will not allow me to wear the Marlowe shirt, oh?"
"Absolutely not allowed!" Maldini's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and the words were decisive.
"Then look, Paul Gog. Ka Shao naturally I am confident, 10,000 confidence, but this world has no absolutes, right? In the end, Totti really got and got a penalty hat trick What, they can’t do it, just one less than the card, then... what will happen then?"
Kaka's face flushed urgently, and Maldini's eyes were round too. They were just about to talk but were blocked by Zhuo Yang.
"Listen to me, listen to me. What do I mean... Paul Georg, you are in Italy, you can't do anything without you, and if you can't do it, find someone to give Totti laxatives, put poisonous snakes at home, or simply find someone. Hold the ticket of his son, OK?"