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Chapter 130: Flower monk digs a hole to bury Moyang

[Ding! Season mission completed!]

[Season Mission 1 (Complete): Win the Premier League Championship, reward skill points +2]

[Season Mission 3 (Completed): Won the Premier League assists title, rewarded with +2 skill points]

[Season Task 4 (Completed): Selected into the Premier League Team of the Year, rewarded with +2 skill points]

【Ding!】

[Monthly mission (completed): Obtain the Premier League Player of the Month, reward points +1]

After eating outside, everyone returned home and went to their rooms to take a nap.

Mo Yang was lying on the bed and was about to take a rest. Unexpectedly, the system suddenly popped up a series of task completion prompts.

If the dog system doesn't remind him, he almost forgets that there are still seasonal tasks.

Overall rating: 81 [Professional level]

Speed:82

Shots:80

Pass:91【new!+1】

Dribbling:87【new!+1】

Agility:88【new!+3】

Defense:60

Any:70【new!+3】

Body:81

Physical fitness:82

Field of View:92

Ball feel:100

Talent: Absolute ball sense (100%), Alien (20%), Gathering Burst (71%), S-level flexibility (82%)

Left foot:★★★★★

Right foot:★★★★★

[Skill points: 0]

[Strengthen skill points: 0]

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Yang added half of the points to agility and dribbling. His breakthroughs still need to be strengthened.

He doesn't plan to use too many skill points on free kicks, because there is still a lot of room for improvement through training, so he doesn't want to waste too many skill points.

As for strengthening skill points, after thinking about it, he felt that vision was enough for the time being, so he added it to passing.

Seeing that the system added the percentage of talent exchange after each talent in the talent column, Mo Yang realized that he had not fully explored these two talents.

He felt it was time to start a new round of comprehensive physical training.

He planned to return to China this holiday and asked Elena to give him a detailed physical examination and then formulate a new fitness plan.

After turning off the system panel, Mo Yang was about to take a nap, but unexpectedly, he suddenly heard a whimper, and then felt like his face was covered by something.

Mo Yang opened his eyes, took off the things on his face, sat up and stared at Monk Hua, who was standing on the bed, grinning and wagging his tail at him.

"You brought back something from outside again. How many times have you told me, don't keep bringing back rubbish from outside!"

Mo Yang patted the flower monk's dog's head, then picked up the thing that had just been covering his face and took a look, and his eyes almost fell out of his eyes.

"whimper!"

At this moment, Monk Hua turned around and jumped out of bed, slithering away with his tail between his legs and screaming as fast as he could.

"Mo Yang! Did you see Monk Hua..."

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps at the door, and then Mo Yang heard Xiao Di's somewhat angry voice.

Mo Yang turned to look at the door and saw Xiao Di's beautiful eyes widened and her pretty face flushed with anger and shyness.

"Mo...yang!" Xiao Di roared like a Hedong lion!

"not me!"

Mo Yang screamed, and at lightning speed, he hid the palm-sized lace panties behind his back, hiding his ears and stealing the bell.

But just this action made Mo Yang jump into the Yellow River and he couldn't even wash it away.

"You didn't do it, what are you hiding!"

Xiao Di walked in the door, smiling horribly, and slowly rolled up his sleeves. This bitch was going to kill someone.

She had just taken her clothes and was about to take a shower, but when she turned around, her panties were gone.

He guessed that Monk Hua had taken that piece of shit away, so he went downstairs to look for it. Unexpectedly, he saw Mo Yang holding her underwear and observing her. He was immediately ashamed, angry and anxious.

Now Xiao Di is a little suspicious that Mo Yang commanded that dead dog to do it.

"It really wasn't me!"

Mo Yang hurriedly climbed out of bed and confronted Xiao Di across the bed, his whole face turned green with fear.

"Monk Hua! Get back here!" Mo Yang roared angrily.

Then Hua Monk, who was lying in the living room, pricked up his ears and heard it. He slipped out of the backyard with his tail between his legs and ran directly to Van Dyke's house to avoid the limelight.

Xiao Di grabbed the pillow on the bed, threw it at Mo Yang, and then walked around the end of the bed, while Mo Yang jumped on the head of the bed and hid on the other side!

"How dare you run!"

"Stop, let me beat the crap out of you!"

"You think I'm stupid, you bitch!"

"What did you say? You scolded me!!!"

"Mother-in-law Gua!"

In the bedroom, one was chasing and the other was hiding, causing the whole room to be in a frenzy.

After a while, Mo Yang jumped out of the window and escaped. Fortunately, he didn't live on the second floor, otherwise he would have jumped off the building unjustly.

At this moment, Mo Yang, who was running away, was really shocked!

Although Xiao Di's personality could be seen to be a bit stubborn before the relationship was established, compared with now, they are just two different people, right?

Now Xiao Di is not only tough, but also has to add the word "strong" after it, which is simply tough.

Mo Yang wants to cry but has no tears!

He now understands why Zhang Wuji and his mother said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie!

This melon woman is hiding too deeply!

"If you have the guts, don't go home, otherwise you will see how I deal with you!"

Xiao Di stood in front of the window, yelled at Mo Yang's gloomy back, and then turned around and went back to the room angrily.

When he went upstairs, he saw Bai Lele and Lu Han standing on the stairs, looking at her with astonished expressions. Xiao Di was immediately furious and glared: "What are you looking at!

I’ve never seen domestic violence!”

Bai Lele and Lu Han were frightened, nodded in unison, and then shook their heads quickly!

They had no idea that Xiao Di had such a fierce side.

"Let's go! Take a look, Mo Yang should be alive or disabled!"

Lu Han and Bai Lele sneaked directly to Moyang's room.

Good guy, the ground was in a mess, the pillow lint was ripped out and flew all over the room, like a murder scene.

"There it is!"

Lu Han stood by the window, pointing to the chicken coop in the backyard, holding a kitchen knife, and he pushed aside the grass to take a look. Mo Yang, who lay down to take a look, burst into laughter.

"Monk Hua, don't let me find you, or I will castrate you! I asked you to turn your monk into a eunuch, but they actually dug a hole to bury me. You are dead! You are dead today!"



The injustice here is overwhelming in Mo Yang!

The situation in Melwood Edwards' office was not much better, and there was a lot of resentment.

Since last night, he has been receiving various faxes asking for prices.

At first, it was just price inquiries from some small clubs in major leagues, and Edwards didn't even bother to look at them.

These clubs were looking for offers, asking whether Van Dijk was for sale, Salah, and Mane. They gave Edwards a hammer and a hammer here and there, which annoyed Edwards.

Unable to bear it, Edwards ordered a unified reply.

"Sell!"

Then the fax machine exploded, with offers from various league clubs flying through the fax machine into his office like snowflakes.

But seeing the outrageous offers from these clubs, Edwards almost became so angry that he suffered cerebral thrombosis and hemiplegia.

"40 million! It's still euros. If you double it, you want to take Yang away! Doesn't he think Liverpool has never seen money? Is he a beggar on the roadside?!"

"Let him get out! Get away from me, or better yet, get him off the earth!"

"Fake!"

Although these quotes are only preliminary, they are absolutely disgusting.

These clubs know they can't afford it, but they still ask. They have the mentality of a pauper who wants to pick up YY.

If you just ignore him, he will send you faxes one after another asking questions.

Not long after, Edwards was convinced and asked his men to reply to these clubs one by one, directly specifying the prices, and dumped the prices of Moyang, Salah, and the hundreds of millions of pounds in liquidated damages.

Then the fax machine went completely silent! Those clubs collectively freaked out!


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