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Volume 5 Red and Black Years Chapter 120 The most manly king!! (Crazy asking for monthly tickets!!)

Nan knocked the ball to Pato.**-**★(╰→), ★ fucked in the penalty area by himself. The pass that was almost supported was stuck on the turf and rolled over...

"Opportunity!!! Opportunity to overtake!!! Andre!!!" Tosica jumped up excitedly. Similar offensive cooperation with AC Milan has appeared many times this season. The tacit understanding between Andre and Pato is becoming more and more co-star...

Xiangnan and Pato's wall-to-wall cooperation completely broke through Manchester United's last defense...but this time, the red and black ocean of the Holy Stadium, which was about to cheer, made a slight commotion sigh... A shot fell to Nan. Facing an almost empty goal, the ball was pushed, and jumped and rubbed the post and went out of the baseline... "God... this ball... Anlie didn't score?" This was the first reaction of almost all AC Milan fans...

Even Basten, who was present, was already tall and prepared to score a goal... Lanren looked at him with annoyed look. He lifted up his jersey to cover his face, and pushed towards the bench with some reluctance...

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The whole city of Milan was sighing. I regretted that the ball did not enter...

"God... it's hard to imagine that Anlie would miss this ball..." In the bar, a group of people stared at the big screen of the bar and shouted.

The entire bar is full of loopholes... At this time, tonight, I can drink fragrant beer in the bar and watch my beloved red and black galloping in the San Siro Stadium chasing the crown of the King of Europe. It has become the happiest thing for half of this fashion capital... "What is this fool Andre doing? He is really useless!!!" Someone smashed the heavy beer glass on the bar... muttering...

"Hey!! Boy, what else? Andre's mistake can be forgiven. What are you, a bastard?!!!" The man's words made the person next to him hear it, and immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of the people next to him. He pointed to the man who had just spoken loudly and shouted. The fan was already unhappy without getting the final ticket. Now seeing his strange short man saying such words, he couldn't help it.

"Boy, I tell you don't think you have a big door. I'll just be you!!!" The man immediately jumped up and burped a big hiccup...

"Hehehe!!! I am all AC Milan fans, everyone calm down. Keep watching the game. It's still a draw. We still have time. We must believe our King!! Massimo, sit down!!!" Others watching the game heard someone suddenly quarrel and quickly persuaded the fight...

"Tony. Don't pull me!!!" Maxi loosened his belt with a drunken look on his face. "This bastard was insulting our king just now..."

"What? Insulting Ender?" The face of the man named Tony immediately changed. He grabbed the man's neck. "|Son. To be honest, are you from Inter Milan?"

Tony's words "International Lan" have just been said. Other fans have also noticed it. The crowd has begun to be noisy...

"Shut up all ***!!!! OK|Ball. This is not the time to fight!!!" Bar owner Pierna went to Milan youth team for a while when he was young. He had supreme authority in this neighborhood. Sure enough, when Pierna spoke, Tony, who was about to take action, became honest immediately.

"This kid insults His Majesty the King!!!" said Tony.

Piena ignored Tony. He looked into the man's eyes. "Young man. My words. This place is not suitable for you. You are not welcome either!! You leave..."

The old man looked at Tony's strong chest hair next to him embarrassedly... and paid the bill quickly and left the right and wrong...

"Haha. Andre broke through!!! His Majesty the King of the King. He fucked the Manchester United so hard!!! God!!! The Uruguayan actually only showed one yellow card!!! Vidic just wanted to destroy Ali Sandro!!!"

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Xiang Hu rushed towards Vidic in anger. He was held back by Evra. The two of them pulled and pulled...

The referee La Leonda hurried over and showed a yellow card to Vidic. Then he verbally warned Nan with an emotional excitement...

"Mr. Referee, that guy, completely wants to get my partner off!!!" Xiangnan protested against the referee with his hands behind his back. Obviously, he also thought that the penalty was a bit too light... After he broke through Evra, his ankle shook and a beautiful straight pass ball was passed. After Pato's beautiful running ball, he was about to push forward. Vidic rushed over and took the ball down... Xiangnan noticed that Vidic was able to hold his feet tightly on Pato's support leg...

"Red and Black No. 10 player. I have eyes myself. You don't need to tell me how to do it!!!" Larryonda pointed his finger to one side without doubt. He signaled Xiangnan to leave the conflict zone immediately... On the other side, the AC Milan team doctor has entered the field and carried the Pato stretcher out of the field... to receive emergency treatment...

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"Andre!!!" Basten will also shout to the south to the dojo. "You must be calm. Don't forget. You are the captain of the team... Now. The score is a draw. This is our set!! The one who needs to be nervous is also the Manchester United... You are not impulsive..."

Nodded to Nan. "I know coach...or else. I must have let Vidic go off the court and rest!!!"

Basten was stunned for a moment and then smiled bitterly. He did not doubt Andre's skills. He had seen it with his own eyes. Andre still knows a little chinese-kong-fl... Although Vic looks quite strong, he will definitely not be Andre's opponent...

Basten was also a little confused that Andre was a standard gentle gentleman off the court. He was elegantly like a white swan when he was big on the court. However, when he was provoked or his teammates were violated.

|Basten can bet. Andre will definitely not be less than Roy Keane...

Basten is far away from his head. He returns his thoughts to the game. Isn’t this the reason why he chose Andre as the captain of the team? Although the genius is important, the captain must have crazy blood...

"Andre. You are angry. The whole team is angry... Then, spread your anger hard on your opponent!! Let the Manchester United people know whose plate this *** is!!!"

Basten slapped Xiangnan's butt hard and signaled him to return to the court quickly...

Xiangnan ran quickly on the court. Then he shouted loudly to his teammates who were still in a little chaotic on the court: "The coach said. Let us kill them!"

Basten smiled bitterly. That's what he meant just now

After thinking about it, the meaning is really similar, but Andrei sublimated his own words!!!

Hearing this, they raised their heads and their eyes were red. This was the flame of fighting!!

"How is Andre Alisanro going on

"This is Ben Alpha's voice.

Xiangnan shook his head. He didn't do anything like Chupato. But based on Xiangnan's experience, he had already made a judgment. I guess Pato was in trouble now and could not hold on to the game.

"Okay. Don't think too much. If you want to avenge Alexandro, beat them hard!!! What else can make Manchester United more uncomfortable than holding the championship in our hands!!!!" Xiangnan shouted and focused his teammates on the game. Although he was worried about Pato, he couldn't care about so much now...

"No!!!"

"We are the crown!!!"

AC Milan also quickly dispersed. The game is about to continue...

Walk south to the free throw point.acmilan won a free kick with a good position...

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The team doctor made a gesture to Basten. It means that Pato is no longer possible. He must be replaced...

Basten walked to Pato. "How is it? Is it serious?"

"The left leg is probably injured by shoveling... At least you have to rest for half a year. It's still a matter of looking at the result after the filming..."

Basten frowned. He knew that the team doctor Jimmy was comforting him. Since Jimmy said that it would take at least half a year.|It would take at least half a year.

The head coach of AC Milan came over to comfort Pato. The poor Brazilian was about to cry... Pato was immediately sent into an ambulance...

Basten walked to the bench. At this time, what he had to consider first is this game... He walked to Inzaghi and looked into Philip Inzaghi's eyes. "Phillip. Now, the team needs you. You can warm up and come on the court in two minutes!!!"

Inzaji's eyes showed an uncontrollable brilliance. He nodded without saying a word, got up, took off his coat, and started a warm-up move on the spot...

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"Look. It's Philip! He's warming up!!! Is he going to play?" Tony suddenly shouted in the bar...

No one blamed him for being shocked. After all, one game is Philip Inzaghi's last game. In the future, if you want to see Pipo's sword, you can only watch the video...

"Ali Sandro seems to be very injured!!" Pierna suddenly sighed...

"Look!!! Andre is going to take the free kick!!! Your Majesty the King!!! Give these Manchester United people some great looks!!!" Someone began to shout, attracting everyone's attention to the game...

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Inzagi finished warming up on the sidelines. He came on as a substitute and replaced Pato, who had been sent to the hospital... The waves in the entire San Siro Stadium were rolling. The craziest cheers for the passionate fighters of this stadium that had lasted for 10 years...

Xiangnan also ran over and hugged Inzaji. He said something in Inzaji's ear. Inzaji immediately ran to the penalty area...

This detail aroused the alertness of Manchester United goalkeeper Kushchak. Does Andre not shoot directly and want to pass the ball?

In fact, the position of this free kick is about 30 away from the goal. Whether it is a direct shot or a high ball, it is a good choice... but Xiangnan's free kick footing method is famous. In the subconscious, everyone will think that Xiangnan wants to shoot directly... Now Kushchak suddenly doesn't dare to be so sure...

Xiangnan returned to the free throw point. He carefully observed. Manchester United's wall was well-built. There was not much space. The ball could leak directly...

At this moment, Kushchak even felt the guy who made all the goalkeepers on this planet seem to be terrified of flames. What is a bit ridiculous is that Kushchak felt that the flame was so cold...

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He looked down at the ball. He started running and was very quick...

Xiangnan is a free kick master in this world. His random kung fu is well known. Photographers began to make a scream and press the shutter wildly...

step……

Two steps...

Half a step!!!

Xiangnan suddenly stopped suddenly - ~ swung his right foot to support his leg. His body was straight as if he was waiting for him... His right foot calf swinged quickly was like a strong spring. It hit the middle of the ball...

"Ho ho!!!!!!!"

A low roar to the south...it was like a hungry lion. His eyes were wide open. From a distance, he looked like a furnace. It looked like a light...it was staring at the line where the ball was running--~

"Get in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The ball suddenly spun upwards with a strong howling sound... around Manchester United's wall... and flew towards the upper right corner of the goal...

Woo woo woo woo woo woo!!!!!!

In the stands of San Siro, the red and black ocean was extremely calm at this moment... Everyone held their breath... Someone had already stood up and looked at them.

Hot light - A person can feel the beating of his heart... This is waiting for passion!!!

"Lord... go in!!!" Tony, who was shirtless and full of breast hair in the bar, spoke in prayer like a little girl... but beside him, no one had time to laugh at him. Everyone held the beer bottle in their hands, staring wide at the TV screen...

In fact, at this time, in the city of Milan, the voices of the Virgin Mary and the Son formed the most powerful choir in history...

Manchester United goalkeeper Kushchak reacted quickly. He had worked hard to study Xiangnan's free kick before the game. Although he suspected that Xiangnan would pass the ball to Inzaghi just now, Xiangnan just swung that kick. He knew that he was a direct shot... Kushchak responded quickly. A waist and abdomen force leaped... his right hand stretched out and rushed towards the whistling ball...

Just-~

!! The ball fell down and crossed Kushchak's right palm...

"g-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-a-a-a-a-l!!!!!! Andre!!! Andre!!! All-powerful Andre!!! Our King!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
To be continued...