Golden Greenery

Chapter 39 Demon King vs. Old Football King

Zhuoyang waved his hand to stop Scar and his second brother from trying to follow him secretly, and walked toward the dock with Maradona. In fact, if he really wanted to take action, he would have nothing to fear.

When they were far away, the second brother scratched his head and muttered: "How could Zhuoyang provoke this old evil star?"

"We have only been on this island for three hours, and we didn't even know this old bastard was here. Who would mess with him?"

"Yes, yes, I've never heard of Zhuo Yang and this old guy having any quarrels before, you know. I probably haven't seen them."

The butcher thought thoughtfully: "Grandpa, do you know something?"

"Hey, Zhuoyang accidentally ruined the ball king a bit badly. It's hard for anyone to let go." Grandpa said: "Anyway, Zhuoyang will come back later and he can say what he wants. If he doesn't want to say, don't let me." Follow up. It’s very troublesome if word spreads.”

While he was talking, Biglia's three unresponsive goods hurried over. The second brother didn't recognize anyone at first glance. Since he wasn't from his side, he must be from that side. The brothers had concerns about beating Maradona, but there was no psychological barrier in beating these three.

As the second brother shouted: "Fuck you, you're looking for death!" The fifth brother picked up the guy and pounced on him to do it.

These three people know the world-famous Six Musketeers. The frightened Biglia quickly shouted: "Second brother, little pig, slow down, you are on your own. I am Zhuo Yang's friend! Friend !Lucas Biglia, Zhuo Yang and I are buddies!"

The second brother stopped the car and nodded slowly: "I remember, Zhuo Yang mentioned you in front of me, from Anderlecht."

"Yes, it's me, my friend."

Xiaozhu also said: "Zhuoyang also told me that he is one of our own." Biglia nodded as if he was pounding garlic.

But Scar was still reluctant: "Then which of these two Hamabis are they?" He pointed the club at the other two with a fierce look.

The butcher knew one of them. "Sergio Aguero, what the hell do you want?"

Aguero, 19 years old this year, his nickname is ‘KUN’. Last year, he transferred to Atletico Madrid from Independiente of Argentina for 23 million and performed well in La Liga last season. His girlfriend is Maradona's youngest daughter Giannina.

"Butcher, we don't know what happened. We want to come over and see what's going on." Aguero's answer was neither humble nor arrogant.

Seeing each other looking at him, the last boy took the initiative and said: "Hi, I am Javier Pastore, I am 18 years old and I play football in Argentina."

Biglia told him what he knew about what had just happened in the hotel. He asked Montolivo: "Second brother, do you know what is going on? It's so inexplicable, it's like you've seen a ghost. Do you know what's going on?"

Grandpa Mo was the first to answer: "We don't know either, we are just wondering. Come on, they are talking calmly over there now. You can ask the ball king later."

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"Brother Ma, Uncle Ma, Master Ma. I really didn't fucking mean it. Think about it, old man, who could do such an immoral thing? I'm so sorry." Zhuoyang has been talking softly for a long time.

"Fuck you, say you didn't mean it,

How dare you fucking show me one of them? A street in Jiangnan and Jiangbei, asking who is the father. Have you ever heard of anyone who dared to shit or pee on my head? "Maradona also cursed for a long time.

"King Ma, I told you I didn't mean it, and I'm really sorry. How about you come up with a charter and see how you can punish me?"

"What's the punishment? You fucking squat down and let me pee all over your face and mouth first... Bah, bah, bah, what a shame, let me finish peeing first and then I'll tell you what the punishment will be!"

"Isn't this inappropriate? I already told you that I didn't mean it. I really don't know there are people underneath. How about I buy the front page and publish it in the newspaper to publicly apologize to you?"

"Fuck you, you want the whole world to know, right? You still want to ruin me, right?"

"I didn't mean that. I'm really sorry. How about I pay you some compensation for your mental loss?"

"Fuck you, you want to use money to deal with me, right? How much compensation can you give me?"

"Let me tell you the number, old man." Zhuo Yang said.

"Your mother forced you to do so, 100 million!"

"Ball King, are you crazy about being poor? One hundred million? My urine is not that valuable." Zhuoyang smiled.

"If you can't afford it, stop fucking pretending! It won't work this way or that way. Did you fucking piss me off? Damn it. If you want me to let you go, just fucking let me go first." Give me a good beating, and when I get tired of beating you, we can talk about other things. What the hell..."

"Enough!!" Maradona's unreasonable and unbridled abuse finally made Zhuo Yang lose all his patience.

"You surnamed Ma, don't be so fucking shameless." Zhuo Yang turned his face, and his evil spirit and hostility suddenly burst out, and Maradona was suddenly shocked.

"You want to fight, right? Come on, I'll give you your hands. If I can't kick you to death today, I'll be your grandson. Come on, you shameless fat guy!"

The 22-year-old Zhuo Yang, who is 186 centimeters tall and weighs 76 kilograms, and the 47-year-old Maradona, who is 168 centimeters tall and weighs 88 kilograms, look at each other with daggers in their eyes.

For a long time, Maradona, who raised his head, blinked twice and then looked away.

"Boy." Maradona's tone was no longer arrogant. "No one dares to talk to me like that, you fucking..."

"Diego Maradona, I'm warning you, if you dare to curse me again, I will let you die on the bottom of the Great Barrier Reef today." Zhuo Yang was serious.

The important thing is that Maradona believed it.

From the very beginning, Zhuo Yang ran away because of a guilty conscience, and later he kept humbly admitting his mistake and begging for mercy. His low posture gradually made Maradona's arrogance become arrogant. The world is so fucked up. If there is no hard power behind you, if you are too humble and polite, you will be bullied to death by others. And this person is not a bad person in the social sense. Maybe he is your neighbor or classmate, a good citizen.

But Zhuo Yang has absolute hard power, both in himself and in his background. So when he rebounded hard, Maradona was alerted.

Lao Ma is a footballer and a person from the world of martial arts. He has seen and eaten too much and met all kinds of people. He is also a stubborn figure in the world, and his singing, chanting, sitting, and beatings are all purposeful and targeted. He would not have lived to the age of 47 just by acting mischievously.

Seeing Maradona's silence, Zhuo Yang added: "Maradona, I accidentally peed on you, and I apologized to you for a long time, and you also scolded me for a long time. So, this matter is even. If you If you have any other ideas, feel free to come over and I, Zhuo Yang, will follow. But I want to remind you that no matter what you do, I will retaliate tenfold."

"Maradona, remember, you are not the only one in this world who is not easy to mess with." After saying that, Zhuo Yang turned and left.

"Boy." Maradona stopped him. "If you let the outside world know about this, be careful... I will fight with you." Face is the most important thing in the world, and the football king cannot afford to lose this face. However, he couldn't say 'I'll kill you' right now, he could only say 'I'll fight'.

Zhuoyang smiled. "Ball King, as long as you don't tell, no one will know."...

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