Chapter 823: Let's go to kindergarten

Everyone watched Vardy wearing a Little Red Riding Hood for the Hercules Cup, stunned, and once again stunned by Valdy's incredible thunder.
Are you and Jimmy jumping together?
You are not afraid of Blatter killing you!
Just looking at Valdy's heartlessness, it is estimated that he would never think so much. He was such a person, doing whatever he wanted, never considering the consequences.
The stadium was boiling, cheering, coaxing, and shouting slogans together, all kinds of things.
The security staff next to him has completely lost his position. I don't know what to do?
According to the truth, if they want to take shots at the Hercules Cup, they all have to throw him out. Isn't that the treatment that Jimmy jumped just now?
So, they also put Valdi out?
Knowing that this is impossible, I am very tangled!
Forget it, when I didn't see it!
So the remaining security guards whistle away, as if nothing really happened here.
Waiting for Valdy to play enough, back to the queue in England, only the solitary little red hood is still wearing the Hercules Cup, complement each other, very funny.
Teammates all gave thumbs up to Vardi, even the Spanish players also looked at the Warriors, at least they did not dare to do what Valdi dared to do.
Blatter is really going crazy. He has never seen such a lawless player as Vardi, but he has no way to take Vardi. I don’t know if he is the most aggrieved chairman in fifa’s history, anyway, he is himself Think so.
"Now think about it, the intruders of those stadiums are too low, and Valdy is directly engaged in things on the stadium!"
"Little Red Riding Hood is pretty good, but I think Valdy looks like a big bad wolf!"
"For the first time, I knew that Vardi was actually a reactionary racist. Isn't he the one who hates sticks and little Japan the most?"
"No, he just hates stick men and little Japanese men, he doesn't hate women there..."
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The players of the two teams stood in the player's channel and were ready to play. At this time, the caddies of the two teams also came over hand in hand.
Although there are children of all skin tones, they are full of energy and cute.
One of the very handsome little boys took the hands of a little girl like a jade, which was indescribable, especially for Valdy, looking at such a cute little girl and imagining her own daughter in the future It's so cute, and my heart is so beautiful.
But at this time, the conversation between the little boy and the little girl made Vardy burst into laughter.
Girl: Do you say that we will be pregnant when we handle?
Boy: It should not be so, I am not very clear.
Girl: What if you are pregnant? 555!
Boy: It’s okay. We were born when we were pregnant, and then the three of us went to kindergarten together.
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A very domineering answer, it is estimated that most men do not have this responsibility.
But the question is, is it really okay for you two children to say such things in their mouths?
Little fart boy, it's very domineering now. If this happens, I don't know who will grab the lollipop in his son's mouth...
After laughing, Vardi was stunned for a moment, his face hard to look.
I also have a daughter!
Will her daughter be kidnapped by such a guy in the future?
Think about it and feel tight!
As if he had to lose his most important thing, he finally understood the hardship of most fathers.
It is at least 20 years before my daughter gets married. Do you have to suffer from this kind of inner torture from now on?
Oh, God!
Valdy felt like he was going to collapse!
When the little caddies were in place, Vardy found out that he was holding a very responsible little boy.
Where else can give him a good face, Valdy has completely imagined him in his heart as a stinky kid who snatched his daughter. It is already abiding by the law to not beat your ass.
However, the boy had a temper more than Valdi, and when Valdi ignored him, he turned his head around, looking arrogant.
Cut, you ignore me, I still ignore you!
So, just like a couple of enemies, the two of them just took the hand and played!
The story that Vardy and the caddie had to tell.rmvb
Teammates don't know how many stories have been filled in their minds. At least Valdy has deflated in front of the little caddie countless times. Maybe the little caddies are Vardy's nemesis.
After the entrance ceremony, the little caddie let go of his disgust and turned proudly away.
"Huh, I'm going to kindergarten!"
Valdy pouted, go slowly, you!
At this time, he didn't even want to go to fight with a little fart child, powerful Spain has been waiting there, waiting for the final battle.
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Only then did Vardi see the Spanish starter, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Sure enough, Spain had a lot of ideas. He actually put Torres on the bench, and he also had to pile up the number of midfielders to five. He wanted to fight the midfield with England.
The formation of 4231, Huluwa is at the top, Busquets partner Alonso double back, Xavi as the front waist, Iniesta and Pedro are separated, the already powerful midfield control Go upstairs.
Trying to defeat England's midfield in vain?
Vardy does not know whether this is a strange move or a faint move, but he knows that the English midfielder Iron Triangle must be uncomfortable.
Control and dominance are not a concept, Spain is stronger than control, and England is better than rule.
Spain’s mere advantage in numbers is enough for the Iron Triangle to be in a hurry, not to mention their super control.
Vardy knew he was afraid of supporting the midfielder frequently in this game.
Even if Heinx had not made such an arrangement before, he would still have no turning back, not to mention Heinx had already anticipated the move of Aragones to a certain extent.
England doesn't need control, it only needs destruction. The original Iron Triangle's destructive ability is beyond imagination. Coupled with a sweeping ability to break through the sky, Valdi, even if Spain wants to make a fuss in the midfield, it is difficult.
If you just keep kicking in the backcourt, that’s no problem, even if you fall to the penalty shootout, we will accompany you, but if you want to force through the midfield, you have to ask if my life-saving flying shovel is willing Willing to!
Vardy always felt that he should not be confined to the forward line~EbookFREE.me~ He should be more like a free man on the court, so that he can maximize his ability.
Which striker can score more than me?
Which midfielder can defend than me?
Which defender can header than me?
Which goalkeeper is better than me?
Which referee is darker than me?
Sorry, any referee is darker than you...
Well, Valdy feels that he may not really be a referee. Even if he is an elite, it is estimated that he can't do anything in front of the facts!
(End of this chapter) pp
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