Chapter 952

Name:Golden Greenery Author:Zhuo Setong
Totti didn't pull the slant frame, or he didn't intentionally pull the slant frame. He just had no experience. In the rush, he hugged Zhuoyang first according to his feeling. Subconscious behavior. But he did so, let Zhuoyang get several stuffy punches, so it seems that he is not particular about it.

At this time, Zhuoyang pulled down his face, and Totti felt that he was not right, so he let go of his arm and was still dissuading: "Zhuoyang, forget it, don't......"

No matter how much nonsense there is, zhuoyangli didn't pay any more attention to it, and went straight to Mexes who just got up. He raised his elbow to open his opponent's gun fist, hit his chest with a hook and kicked. Mexes was knocked down again. Zhuoyang did not forget that there was a damn Panucci who just picked up the cheap.

From the gap between Panucci's fists, "pa pa pa..." One breath is four big mouths. How fast Zhuoyang moves? Panucci saw blood at the corner of his mouth. It's not life fighting. At best, Zhuoyang won't die in this situation. Uncle Li knew the rules and became a habit.

Mexes and Panucci are both good at beating. Professional players are really good at it. Zhuoyang returns and catches the move from Mexes. Panucci pours up from behind again, and the three play in a mess in the player channel.

Among the Romans, there were those who wanted to help, those who were busy persuading, those who were just around to watch the bustle, those who were in a mess, those who were demons and ghosts. Zhuoyang fought alone in the crowd and didn't know who had kicked him several times. Even on the court, he would not give advice when fighting. Zhuoyang, who has red eyes, doesn't care. Whoever stands in front of him is a hammer. As soon as drossie yells out "ah --", he smashes his elbow on the wall and rubs his cheek.

Many Roman ghosts know that AC Milan people are not so good at fighting, especially in San Siro. I'm afraid it's hard to live with them, so most people pretend to pull a pull and watch. There are only Totti and Chivu who are really fighting.

Totti is the king of Rome. He can't watch his family make troubles in other people's territory. He's sweating all over. Chivu is because of the relationship between fat guy laiola. Although he has not dealt with Zhuoyang, he knows each other. He doesn't like words. And Chivu will never pull the side of the frame, too many people he stopped other people do not hand.

If Zhuoyang uses Kung Fu and body method to fight on the court, it's nothing for him to beat Mexes and Panucci. That year, he was so relaxed and happy to fight with the Polish laoshizi team. But in the relatively narrow and crowded channel, Zhuoyang has not so much advantage, and the skill of the two main rivals is not weak, there are two down.

For a while, Zhuoyang and his opponent were fighting in groups, and he did not suffer less. Zhao Zilong, Changbanpo, felt that.

There are no AC Milan players in the tunnel, which doesn't mean there are no Milan players. Although 29 year old del tonetore is an electrician of San Siro, his personnel relationship is subordinate to Milanello, and his daily work is also in the base. He is only responsible for ensuring the normal power line of e area of San Siro on the match day. Otherwise, there is no roseneri in roseneri. Tornatore saw the whole thing and the reason. He was so shocked that he was furious at Zhuoyang's being beaten by the crowd. Then he rushed into the battle group with his arm shaking.

Tony Torre, a man of great stature, kicks the unprepared Panucci out of the way, but the electrician is brave and arrogant, but his physical condition can't compare with the professional players who exercise all day, and the gap between absolute strength and muscle tightness is very large. Panucci, who had been back to God, immediately beat Tornatore to death, and although other Roman people had to think about attacking Zhuoyang, there was no obstacle in beating an electrician.

Tornatore was beaten to the ground, although he still fought bravely, but he suffered a lot. However, because he attracted the fire, Zhuoyang's side relaxed a lot, and chased Mexes to beat him to hell.

Zhuoyang can't see anyone else helping him, but he suffers such a big loss. In the crowd, he drives Mexes to the end of tonatore, turns away several arms, flies his legs and doesn't know who has kicked over. He looks at the empty man, grabs his hair in one hand and turns Mexes' arm to pick him up. He takes a few black punches on his shoulder and throws Mexes at the group of battering electricians The battle regiment of.

A group of Roman people who were taking advantage of the money were smashed around by Mexes. Zhuo Yang rushed in, reached out and lifted Tona Toray from the ground, and rewarded someone else. The old electrician was so miserable that his face was no longer human like. His face was bloodstained and swollen for a long time, but he still glared at him angrily. He didn't have any cowards after being beaten. He was a man.

Zhuoyang guards Tornatore behind him, kicks Panucci, who is still trying to run up, out. Behind him, Montella and Mancini become meat shields, with three people in a pile.

"Don't worry about me, Mr. Zhuoyang. Let me beat these damn Romans." Said tonatore behind him.

"Brother, what's your name?" I have met in Milanello, but I haven't dealt with each other. It's normal that I don't know each other.

"My name is del tonatore."

"I remember, del, that today I've got all your problems. Whoever beats you will pay for it. Don't try to get rid of any of them." Zhuoyang's eyes were fixed on the Roman enemies, but his tone was not harsh, but it was printed into his spleen and lungs.

"If you have a big mouth, who can't escape to see clearly today." Mexes and Panucci are really fighting against Xiaoqiang. They braved the blood and went to the front again, although they were the worst except electrician."Zhuo Yang, I have no problem. Let's see how I beat the Romans. " Tonatore is also a man who won't give up.

"Well, let's fight together today."

"It's a great honor."

Zhuoyang looked at the dark Roman in front of him, at Mexes and Panucci who were approaching. He stretched his left foot forward to the point of emptiness, raised his arms and crossed them in front of his chest, opened his ten fingers to the inside, and then slowly opened his two palms and held them back and forth.

The Romans couldn't help but feel a sense of awe!

I've heard that Zhuo Yang is very good at fighting, but how much he can fight is just a legend. Just now, they could see that Zhuo Yang was really fierce in the chaos war. No one was a single couple, but that's all. He didn't suffer a lot. Now, there was a color on his face. At best, he is a master of group fight, unable to scare these fierce men.

But at this moment Zhuoyang took up the posture. The whole person was full of momentum, and there was no flaw around him. Neither of them knew how to deliver the move. Zhuo Yang put on a chilling Chinese Kung Fu style and became a fighting expert.

Totti and Chivu are crying. Most of them are on the head. They can't control the scene at all. They can only stop in front of them. "Calm down, everyone." All the Romans, including them, realized that Zhuoyang wanted to play really.

Yes, Zhuoyang is coming. Really.