After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football! Chapter 259 - 259 0152 Who Says Milan Has no Great Emperor P

259: 0152 Who Says Milan Has no Great Emperor (Please Subscribe) 259: 0152 Who Says Milan Has no Great Emperor (Please Subscribe) “Fuck, Huang Kaiwen is such a dick.”

“That’s just fucking unbelievable, Huang Kaiwen is really Henry today, huh.”

“Quit it with Henry, you an O.

Henry, right?

O.

Henry once wrote, ‘What we beco at last doesn’t depend on which path we chose, but on what’s in our hearts.’ Huang Kaiwen just never wanted to be a decent person, no wonder Arsenal fans curse at him.”

“You’ve got so literary chops, bro.

, I’d just say: Fuck, Huang Kaiwen is such a fucking dog!”

“Online, Huang Kaiwen is a dick, but offline he’s Emperor Kevin, right?

A few days ago, a guy went on a business trip to Milan with a colleague, who fild him saying he was going to teach Huang Kaiwen a lesson before he left Milanello, was almost kowtowing to Huang Kaiwen, and it got uploaded to the internet by his colleague.”

“Hahaha, that guy cracks up.

He wasn’t almost kowtowing to Huang Kaiwen, Kaka parked his car, Huang Kaiwen gave him an autograph, and the dude’s legs went soft, he couldn’t stand.”

“Let’s be real, Huang Kaiwen has got so achievents.

23-year-old Ballon d’Or winner, the first from Asia.

It’s normal to be starstruck.

People around here see a minor celebrity and act like they saw their father.

Huang Kaiwen is famous worldwide, isn’t he more impressive than a minor star?”

“Fuck that, I’m not gonna coddle Huang Kaiwen.

If he’s so great, let him co find .

My na is Li Huan.”

“You again?

Last ti you talked about streaking, did you do it, bro?”

“You’ve got the wrong guy; the one from last ti was Li Xunhuan.”

“Stop pretending, Li Huan, your mom is calling you ho to put so clothes on and eat.”

…

“You’re really an.”

Kaladze laughed and said, “You’re just teasing Arsenal fans on purpose, aren’t you?”

“Not at all, I didn’t, stop talking nonsense.”

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile, shaking his head.

No matter what, the persona can’t collapse.

Him?

He’s the noblest presence on the field; how could he possibly provoke the opposing fans?

He just had an itch to imrse himself in the experience of being [Henry].

Moreover.

What does [Henry]’s sliding celebration have to do with him?

Even if he’s at fault, don’t Arsenal fans have the slightest bla?

Huang Kaiwen jogged back to the front field.

When standing at the center circle waiting for the kick-off.

Henry looked at Huang Kaiwen with complicated eyes.

Thwack—

A kick-off passed to the side.

Henry imdiately sprinted forward.

Arsenal organizing from the back, Henry on the left wing couldn’t help but look back.

He saw Huang Kaiwen also waiting on the left wing.

Looking at himself, also standing on the left wing waiting for the attack.

He touched his forehead, no wonder it felt so familiar.

Gilberto Silva was forced to pass to the side under pressure.

Flamini, who moved up, took the ball and carried it forward, dodged Gattuso with a flick, and then passed forward directly.

Reyes took the ball and split from the defender with speed.

Costacurta exchanged a glance with Nesta, then charged forward to cover Pirlo.

Thwack,

Just as expected, Reyes passed the ball straight to Henry.

Henry accelerated with the ball, Nesta kept retreating back without making a move.

The two world-class players were in a one-on-one duel.

This wasn’t just a technical confrontation, but also a psychological ga.

Henry slowed down, tapping the ball from one foot to the other, trickling it around in small movents.

Nesta couldn’t be careless, never knowing when Henry might suddenly take off.

They retreated all the way to the edge of the large penalty area.

Nesta suddenly stepped forward with his left foot; Henry, as if telepathically aware, flicked the ball with his right foot and swerved toward the middle, choosing not to break through head on.

Kaladze, covering for him, ran in the sa direction again.

Henry moved the ball sideways for a few steps, and with a gentle tap of his long legs wrapped in white socks, he knocked the ball toward the right wing with the inside of his right foot.

Before Serginho could react, Ljungberg managed to get the ball and tipped it to the advancing Fabregas without stopping it.

Fabregas took the ball, drew Kaladze in with a touch, and imdiately passed straight to Henry next to Kaladze.

Henry, on the move, turned and made a diagonal back pass.

Fabregas received the ball and accelerated from the top corner of the large penalty area into the box.

After running a few steps, Fabregas adjusted and swung his right foot for a shot.

Bang—

Dida, stationed near the post, reacted swiftly, diving sideways to the ground, just barely deflecting the ball out for a corner.

“Whoa, that shot.”

“Heh, just said it, Arsenal’s team play just in front of and inside the penalty area is so delicate, with defenders all around Henry, he and Fabregas still dared to combine.”

“Yes, in terms of combination play inside the small penalty area, Arsenal’s team is definitely one of the top in European football.”

“Arsenal’s attack is like a piece of art, every detail is pleasing to the eye, their players consistently manage to pass the ball out, constantly exchanging passes and rarely backpassing.

Once they start attacking they just keep moving the ball forward with their play, if you have too many defenders, I’ll just pass and move quickly in front of your box to disrupt your defensive line and look for opportunities, Arsenal’s players are always on the move during an attack, with both the ball and the players running, creating a sense of flowing like quicksilver.”

“It’s Arsenal’s corner, Reyes takes it.

Both teams today have a rich choice of set-piece takers, whether it’s AC Milan or Arsenal, they could easily pick out 5 players to take a free kick right now, which speaks volus about the technical skill of the players on both sides.”

“Yes, Reyes is on the run-up…

In the middle, Toure sends the ball over the bar, goal kick.”

“Costacurta is just getting older, he was a step slow to jump.”

“After all, at 39, it’s already impressive that Costacurta can keep up at this level, but a decline in physical condition is inevitable.”