I am Quaresma

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However, before committing suicide, you must first confirm whether the magpie is a national protected animal, and don't ravage the magpie by yourself, and then tell me that it is illegal.

The overall attack could not open the situation, Quaresma knew that he still had to rely on his own personal penetrating ability to break the gap and create threats. This was his mission to play.

Pulled to the right midfield, he was only surrounded by Magpies left back Baba Yaro, a man who once broke the Guinness World Record.

Six times a day for two weeks, Sheng Sheng used a marathon-like sexual ai to scare away beautiful models, and they were simply humanoid beasts.

Looking at the guy in front of him with a height and figure similar to his own, Quaresma really couldn't understand why his body contained such terrifying energy.

"Can you really do it six times a day for another two weeks?"

While the ball was on the left, Quaresma asked Baba Yaro like a curious baby.

This was reported by the media, and he wasn't sure if it was true. He happened to be here, so he just asked to understand.

Baba Yaro was extremely nervous to guard against Quaresma, but suddenly he heard a question like Quaresma, and instantly became extremely proud.

"No no no, the media is really talking nonsense!" Baba Yaro said righteously, "It's not two weeks at all, but three weeks!"

As soon as Baba Yaro spoke, Quaresma was relieved, and he said, this is really impossible!

But Baba Yaro said in the second half of the sentence, Quaresma is not well!

You are such a beast!

It's really a waste of your talent to play football. Why don't you make a movie?

When I look back, I will introduce Fabiano to you. You are the male lead and Fabiano is the female... When the director, you are a match made in heaven!

"Oh, then you are really amazing!" Quaresma complimented in a perfunctory manner, he has nothing to say!

However, he never expected that Baba Yaro was actually aroused and started to brag next to Quaresma, wishing to tell Quaresma all his great achievements.

"Once I dated four models,

As a result, they actually fought with jealousy! "

"And guess how I solved it?"

"I told them: don't fight, there's nothing to argue about, I promise to satisfy you all, okay?"

"Hahaha, in the end, I really made them all beg for mercy in one night!"

"Another time, I went on a date with a model, and she couldn't take it anymore, so she quickly called her sister, and then the two of them couldn't take it anymore, and she called her mother again!"

"And there's..."

Baba Yaro chattered as if he had found a confidant, his mouth was like a machine gun, and God knows what role his tongue played in all of his feats.

Quaresma felt like a beeping dog.

God, hurry up and collect this monster for me!

I'm so rude, why don't you ask him such a question!

He quickly raised his hand to ask for the ball, and if he didn't run, Quaresma was afraid that he couldn't help kicking Baba Yaro.

At this time, the attack also hit the middle, and when Quaresma asked for the ball, Xiaofa sent the ball to the feet of Quaresma.

goodbye!

Quaresma stopped the ball and turned around in one go, smeared Baba Yaro directly, and rushed forward.

Baba Yaro was talking up, but Quaresma was unexpectedly passed by. The first reaction was not the danger of defense, but that he had not finished speaking...

"You should just listen to me..."

Seeing this, the other Newcastle players ran back and cursed Baba Yaro as an idiot.

However, at this time, Quaresma had already taken the ball to form a counterattack, and the people behind could not catch up at all, and they had to guard against other Arsenal players who followed later. Only the last two central defenders were left to block Quaresma. Resma moved on.

He may have been slapped by Baba Yaro just now, but after launching the charge, Quaresma found a long-lost feeling, the wind was galloping, and the wind in his ears seemed to carry huge resistance, whirring, so that he could not hear Huge cheers from the stands.

Bramble, who was dragged at the back, and Moore looked at each other, and forced them up together. It was impossible for them to come up one by one. That would clearly be an opportunity for Quaresma to wear balls.

But not being able to wear balls does not mean that Quaresma has nothing to do with the two central defenders of the Magpies.

He can also fry balls.

He faced the two defenders without fear, and when he was about to collide with them, the ball was still at the feet of Quaresma like an elf, changing continuously in the blink of an eye, and completing the pass between the left and right feet, At the same time, it also passed between Bramble and Moore, as if passing through the defense of the ghost, leaving Bramble and Moore completely stunned there, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.

What just happened?

The ball seemed to be under incredible control, magically shifting positions between Quaresma's feet, leaving them completely unable to respond effectively.

Is Quaresma a magician?

But no matter what kind of emotion the two of them are expressing now, it can't change that Quaresma has rushed the ball to Newcastle's goal, once again forming a single-handed situation.

Facing Shay again, Quaresma does not have any burden, at least Shay has been defeated by himself once, and now Shay should be worried.

What's more, can you waste a single sword?

I don't know if it was to show off his feet or to make the goal look more classic. In front of Shay, who was attacking, Quaresma once again performed the fried ball stunt, controlling the ball between his feet and changing with his footsteps. Play Ji Wen round and round.

After Shay fell to the ground, Quaresma had already picked up the ball, facing the empty goal, and easily pushed the shot.

2:0

Quaresma scored twice!

In fact, just now Quaresma wanted to bring the ball to Newcastle's goal to stop, wait for the Newcastle players to rush over, and then kick it in.

But he still gave up the idea, it was a bit too pretentious and easy to be beaten.

After scoring the goal, Quaresma rushed to the sidelines excitedly, stood under the stands, echoed the equally crazy Arsenal fans above, and celebrated the goal with enthusiasm.

This is your own goal!

The first goal is Arsenal style, belongs to Arsenal, not entirely his own!

But this goal is different. Quaresma created the opportunity entirely by personal ability and scored the ball. This is a typical Quaresma-style goal.

The teammates rushed over and ravaged him in the name of celebrating the goal. Quaresma had nothing to do about it. In order to avoid being ravaged, he would not score in the future?

At the end of the celebration, the teammates had dispersed, but Quaresma still shouted at the stands, which also attracted another wave of cheers from the stands.

How are you, are you satisfied?

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