Chapter 907: The goal has been scored! (Five more)

Sure enough, listening to Charles' words, King Isa's eyes were suddenly placed on Tang Yu's body. After seeing Tang Yu's appearance, his eyes suddenly brightened!
This was the kid before, and lost his face, now he can finally clean up the kid. Thinking, the son of King Isa sneered and strode towards Tang Yu with a striding meteor.
"Boy, get up and play with me."
King Isa looked down at Tang Yu and said goosely, "Aren't you here to attend the pro-conference? Why didn't you grab the hydrangea, but instead sit down here?"
Although his strength is in the micro realm, but it is much worse than Tang Yu, and Tang Yu deliberately hides. In his eyes, Tang Yu is also a congenital late guy, and he must not be on the stage at all. So, where does he put Tang Yu in his eyes?
Looking at Tang Yu sitting still, in his eyes, Tang Yu was afraid of being strangled, so he did not dare to come forward.
However, it is for this reason that he has to repair Tang Yu well. Now he has given the boy a puppet, and Mo Hong will never stop it. Of course, he won't do things without technical content, and it's not fun to shoot by himself.
Tang Yu sighed, feeling lonely, and said helplessly: "This competition is too fierce. Ten thousand people grab thirty-six goals. This is simply a pit-daddy. Pig head, it ’s better to stay honest, once the pie falls from the sky?

As soon as this word came out, the son of King Isa also stunned, and then suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha, good boy, honest enough, I like it. Yes, the pie will be dropped in the sky, and it is still a big pie!"
"Prince, what do you mean by that? Where is the pie? Don't lie to me."
Tang Yu looked like a little white, blank face.
Looking at Tang Yu's appearance, King Isa's face was full of smiles, and he placed the ball in Tang Yu's arms, saying, "Look, does this big pie fall? From now on, This hydrangea is yours, as long as you can throw it into the basket, then you can pass the first level of assessment directly. Do you say this is a big pie? "
Looking at the hydrangea, Tang Yu suddenly flushed and was full of excitement. Holding the hydrangea, he couldn't even speak. He was truly grateful: "Prince, this ball really gave me? You are a good person, you are Great man, thank you! "
"Yes, I'm such a good person, hahaha. Hurry up, you go and vote, as long as you go in, you can pass." Prince Isa smiled and encouraged Tang Yu to say.
The following movement naturally passed on to Modi's eyes. When she saw Tang Yu, Modi's heart was so beautiful, the whole heart fell on Tang Yu's body.
Looking at the idiot of his own goddess, Mo Lan had a headache, but still said, "His Highness, the prince of the kingdom of Islam is really abominable. I actually use such a trick, do I need to go out and stop it? , I'm afraid Master Ma will be targeted. "
"No, no, my man is not the kind of person with no brain."
Surprisingly, Modine's mouth rose slightly, preventing: "My man's wisdom is unmatched in this world. How could the King Isa deceive him? He must have done so with his intentions. It's also to cheer me on. We can take a good look at my man's power. "
Listening to this, Mo Lan froze. How could her Highness be so confident in her horse? Although the son of the King Isa seems very rude, the other party is thick and savvy, and shrewd, otherwise the country of Islam will never let a fool be a prince.
Therefore, the son of King Isa is very difficult to deal with. If this continues, Tang Yu will definitely suffer.
However, Her Royal Highness was not attentive to her, and she naturally had no problems. Instead, she looked carefully. She wanted to see how Tang Yu resolved this crisis.
Below, there was a hint of light in the eyes of King Isa, and his heart laughed: "It really is a gimmick, this silly x, actually said that I am a good person, and there will be fun in a while, and finally I can have fun!"
As a result, I saw Tang Yu holding a ball, trembling, and at the same time full of joy. The cat leaned on its waist, looked around, and walked carefully towards the basket a hundred meters away.
Looking at Tang Yu's back, King Isa sneered, cleared his throat, and shouted, "There is a hydrangea here, no one can grab it. Come on!"
I want to leave with my own hydrangea so easily, this is a dream. Really be a good person?
With a sound, ‘Hula’, a group of people gathered and looked at the hydrangea in Tang Yu ’s hands, their eyes were full of heat.
It's so messy here, where do they know who is calling it? But this is not important, what is important is that the kid in front of him really has hydrangea in his hands!
"Boy, hey, acquaintances hand over the hydrangea, save the suffering of the flesh!"
Before the words fell, those people rushed towards Tang Yu and grabbed the hydrangea in his hands!
Looking at this scene, Tang Yu flashed his eyes, panicked, and said, "Don't come here, I will throw the ball when you come again!"
Listening to this, everyone rolled their eyes, what's wrong with this kid? We just let you throw it out. If you throw it out, whoever cares about you, we only have hydrangea in our eyes!
Looking at the crowd approaching, Tang Yu seemed panicked, but when he saw his eyes closed suddenly, he threw the hydrangea in his hand!
Seeing that Tang Yu really threw the hydrangea, everyone stunned. Emotions this kid is so brave, I really dare not want this hydrangea!
Just the next moment, everyone dropped their chins, just like a ghost!
But when I saw that fluttering hydrangea, I traced a meteor-like trajectory in the air, and it happened that I fell towards the ten-meter-high basket one hundred meters away!
"Dang!"
With a sound, the hydrangea steadily hit the basket and scored the rebound!
With this sound, the ball hit the basket, but at the same time it broke the nerve of everyone present!
Scored a goal, so weird!
Lying down, a distance of 100 meters, a ten-meter-high basket, and small hydrangea are less than half a catty. Even if they are masters in the micro realm, it is difficult to throw the light ball so far away. Maybe such a coincidence goal? It's almost blinding their eyes!
Originally, the son of King Isa was still thinking about Tang Yu being beaten for a while, half dead, and then returning the ball himself. But watching the ball score, he was aggressive. His mother, the boy closed his eyes clearly, and he was blindfolded, should he be so accurate? What special luck is this!