After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football! Chapter 164 - 164 0119 Someone feed Master Yin some cakes su

164: 0119 Soone, feed Master Yin so cakes (subscription plea)_6 164: 0119 Soone, feed Master Yin so cakes (subscription plea)_6 He had to get involved in the offense.

Vieira lifted the ball from the back again.

Gattuso pulled on Pirlo, refusing to let go.

Both n fell to the turf together.

Pirlo quickly got up

but the mont he rushed over to take the ball, Gattuso tripped him with a foot.

The referee shook his head.

He walked over and showed Gattuso a yellow card.

It was tough being a referee in a Holy Alliance internal conflict.

San Siro Stadium was filled with a chorus of boos again.

It felt like the referee was biased toward Juventus.

Once the wall was organized.

After a run-up, Pirlo fiercely kicked the ball.

The speed of his free kick was fast, but it was blocked by Nesta, who defended with both hands covering his groin.

Vieira rushed up for the rebound and took another powerful shot.

Bang–

Stam leapt and blocked the ball, which fell inside the penalty area, and Nesta quickly ran back to pass it back.

Dida t the ball with a powerful kick.

The ball swiftly passed over nurous players heading straight to midfield.

Kaka got the ball at midfield.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen ahead, he didn’t hesitate and passed it straight.

Vieira, rushing toward Kaka, turned his head and ran back.

Thud,

Thud,

Huang Kaiwen strode like a teor, maintaining his pace and sprinting at high speed through the middle.

Under the enhancent of Kaka’s skill “Long Distance Raid,”

his dribbling rhythm was very good.

The distance the ball traveled with each knock was about the sa.

Huang Kaiwen and Inzaghi sped toward the Juventus penalty area.

Cheers erupted from San Siro Stadium.

Erson slid toward Huang Kaiwen.

Thud–

Huang Kaiwen, without slowing down, passed the ball by Erson’s right side and then sped around from the left to regain control.

He passed the man and the ball!

In the Juventus penalty area, only three defenders were left; Zambrotta, who had gone up to join the offense, hadn’t returned.

Thuram and Pesotto both rushed toward Huang Kaiwen.

Cannavaro kept his eyes on Inzaghi.

Now, they had only one thought, not to let Huang Kaiwen get past.

Closer now!

Thuram reached out his hand, ready to combine hands and feet.

With the ball, Huang Kaiwen stepped forward with his left foot.

He stepped on the ball with his right foot.

Pulled the ball and turned around,

dancing a tango, gracefully flashing past Thuram and also avoiding Pesotto who ca charging from the side.

Marseille roulette!!!

The entire stadium stood up!

San Siro Stadium, more than seventy-nine thousand fans from both sides stood up, craning their necks, eyes wide open, not wanting to miss a detail.

“Damn!”

Buffon, seeing Cannavaro probably wouldn’t make it, yelled out and charged from the goal.

With the ball, he charged toward the small penalty area, closing the distance with Buffon.

Huang Kaiwen, seeing the right mont, nudged the ball forward with his right foot.

Buffon’s eyes widened.

Although he knew it would be a fried dumpling,

he couldn’t defend it.

Moreover, his body was already diving towards the ball.

Thwack~

The sound of leather against leather was faint.

The ball had already reached Huang Kaiwen’s left foot.

Buffon dived for nothing.

He was toyed with by Huang Kaiwen’s fried dumpling!

Huang Kaiwen charged toward the open goal.

Just when everyone thought Huang Kaiwen was about to perform a hat trick.

Huang Kaiwen suddenly made a sharp stop.

Twisting his body, he saw Inzaghi unguarded next to him and lifted his foot for a back pass.

Bang—

Inzaghi instinctively pushed the ball into the goal with the arch of his foot.

Hat trick!!!

After the goal,

Inzaghi rushed towards Huang Kaiwen.

Under the gaze of the entire stadium, he held Huang Kaiwen’s head with both hands and kissed him!

“Kevin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Kevin, having the chance to do a hat-trick himself, passed the opportunity to Inzaghi, who had also scored two goals.”

“Kevin is really selfless.”

“Inzaghi was so excited that he actually kissed Kevin.”

“This scene reminds of July 15, 1996, when in the Argentina first division, Maradona assisted Caniggia twice.

Maradona and Caniggia kissed on the sideline for six minutes, but now Kevin obviously didn’t want to, he was struggling.”

“The female fans at San Siro Stadium scread as excitedly as a plane taking off, and honestly, I think two handso guys kissing is quite a sight.”

Crudeli said with a laugh.

But.

Barbara in the stands was not in such a good mood.

Her face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Thinking that her man had been forcefully kissed by another man, the lady felt like hitting soone.

The lady prepared to have Gagliani draft a yin-yang contract for Inzaghi.

And then to send Inzaghi off to play in Africa.

…

Ancelotti used up two substitutions in one go.

Inzaghi and Huang Kaiwen were substituted off the field at the sa ti.

Returning to the center circle awaiting the kickoff, Pirlo looked at Inzaghi walking towards the sideline with a shake of his head and suddenly felt envious.

“Tough work.”

Ancelotti handed Huang Kaiwen a towel, not minding Huang Kaiwen’s sweaty body, and hugged him affectionately and said.

“No big deal!”

Huang Kaiwen had also played very happily.

Except for the part where Inzaghi kissed him.

Damn it.

This was the first ti Huang Kaiwen had been kissed by a man.

Huang Kaiwen sat next to Rui Costa, reaching out and asked, “Got any gum?”

“No, will mouthwash do?”

“Yes, give so.”

Inzaghi looked at Huang Kaiwen with a mournful expression.

“Ah ah ah…

”

Huang Kaiwen pretended not to see and swished his mouth three tis before returning the mouthwash to Rui Costa.

As the referee blew the whistle,

San Siro Stadium beca a sea of joy.

Huang Kaiwen got up getting ready to et his teammates, but Ibrahimović blocked him, looking at Huang Kaiwen and said, “Don’t be smug, next ti I will definitely perform better.”

“Do you know ssi?”

Huang Kaiwen asked.

“Who?

Who is ssi?”

Ibrahimović disdainfully asked through his nose.

“Barça is planning to trade for ssi plus cash, co find when you surpass ssi.”

Huang Kaiwen said, turning his head as he walked towards Kaka.

Can’t always prank your own brother.

Since Ronaldo had already marked Kaka, it might be good to pass the hassle to ssi.

Watching Huang Kaiwen’s retreating figure, Ibrahimović decided to go back and research this ssi.

“With such a short na, he can’t be that great of a player, can Zlatan Ibrahimović be afraid?”

After joking with his teammates,

Huang Kaiwen was inford to head to the mixed interview area.

“Kevin, how did you feel about today’s match?”

“Not bad,” Huang Kaiwen shrugged and said.

The reporter asked again: “Were you worried when you scored the own goal?”

“I’ve never worried about such things, scoring an own goal is a unique experience.”

“Was the corner shot intentional?” the reporter looked at Huang Kaiwen.

“Yes, it was intentional, but scoring from a corner takes luck,” Huang Kaiwen said.

“Today you assisted three tis and scored two goals, can you share the secret to maintaining such a high level?”

Huang Kaiwen gave a thumbs up, showing off his bright white teeth and smiling brightly, “The coach and teammates need at this level.”