Philip Mex's lying on the mat cried as if his father had died, but he would never cry like this when his father was really dead, not even a single tear, because he had publicly said that he wanted to kill that old thing.

Zhuo Yang didn't try to coax him, just packed up his things and prepared to leave.

On the guillotine, as long as Zhuo Yang used a little more force, Mex's cervical vertebrae would be broken, and of course he would be whining. Zhuo Yang hugged him and asked triumphantly: "Do you admit defeat?" If you don't admit defeat, I'll kill you, admit defeat or not? ”

Mex's strength in the pain of his huge cervical spine and his breath at all made him want to say that I threw in the towel, but he couldn't make a sound, and Zhuo Yang forgot about it.

"Admit defeat or not? Admit it or not? ”

Mexx was really panicked, and even his consciousness began to blur, he knew that Zhuo Yang didn't want his life, but it wouldn't take ten seconds if he went on like this, and if he didn't want him, he would die. The fear of death enveloped all his remaining consciousness, and in another ten seconds, his and Zhuo Yang's lives would be over.

At the moment of life and death, Mex's mind was like a dream, and he suddenly dreamed of a TV fighting show he had watched. I have to say that their lives are really good.

With the only right hand that can move, Max exerted what little strength he had, and desperately snapped on the mat! Syllable! Syllable! Shoot hard, this is the meaning of admitting defeat. Zhuo Yang, who got carried away, also woke up when he saw it, and quickly let go of his hand to unlock it, and both of them saved the day.

Zhuo Yang stared blankly at Mex, who was greedily breathing air, and his body was drenched in cold sweat. He was also frightened: I almost killed him.

Mex, who was relieved, howled and cried: "Ah, I lost, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, why did you die, how did he die?"

Zhuo Yang: ""

"What's that, old dead, I was taught when I was 120 years old and then I was 110 years old, that's it."

"Ah, it's dead, it's dead, Zhuo Yang, I admit defeat, I can't beat you."

"Philip, you're a man." After packing up his things, Zhuo Yang said to Mex, who was still sobbing quietly on the ground: "The matter between the two of us is written off, and we won't fight in the future." If you'd like to talk to me about something else, or something like that, I'm in for a treat. ”

Seeing that Max didn't mean to get up and shake hands with him, Zhuo Yang could only give up. "Then I'll go first, you and I'll go."

Pick up your bag, put on your hat, and cover your mouth with one less scarf than last time, after all, the weather is warm, and the scarf is a little abrupt. Glancing back at Mex, Zhuo Yang gently opened the door.

Maldini wondered: why did she cry inside? It's not Zhuo Yang's voice, the French kid was beaten and cried? No, that kid is a tough guy!

Not understanding what was happening, Maldini wondered if it was time to slam the door, and thinking that he would listen closer, the horse team leaned his face against the crack in the door. At this moment, Zhuo Yang opened the door, he probed his brain to observe the situation outside, and he didn't think that there was a big face at the door.

The noses of the two were almost pressed together, and the horse team and Zhuo Yang were all startled, and "Mao" was shocked. He subconsciously hurriedly shrank his head back, and Zhuo Yang was used to "sex" and wanted to fly his legs to kick this old face. Fortunately, after pulling away from the distance, he saw clearly that it was the horse team, and forcibly reined in his muscles.

The two of them looked at each other like this, both of them were a little embarrassed, Zhuo Yang stealing, and the horse team eavesdropping, which were not things that serious people should do.

The young man reacted quickly, and Zhuo Yang took the lead in smiling. "Hey, Brother Paul, what a coincidence?" After speaking, Zhuo Yang walked out of the door and walked past the horse team, without stopping a single step like no one else, and walked directly to the way he came. If you look closely, you can still see that he is going faster and faster.

Maldini is so confused, this kind of nonsensical routine has never been seen by a regular person like him! Just wanted to raise his leg to chase Zhuo Yang, but was left by Mex's cry, and after thinking about it, Maldini walked into the room and gently closed the door.

Zhuo Yang walked faster and faster, and he didn't dare to look back at all, and as soon as he walked around the corner, he suddenly poked out a big head, which scared him bald. If he hadn't understood it in time, Kaka's pretty face would have been kicked to rot.

"Yo yo you" Kaka squeezed his eyebrows and teased Zhuo Yang.

"Who stepped on your kidneys? Hurry up, go, go. There was no time to say anything and ask anything, Zhuo Yang picked up Kaka and fled.

Maldini looked at Mex, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, and couldn't help but feel compassion, he liked to be sentimental when he was old. Three times! fought with Zhuo Yang three times, not counting the big slap in the face at the beginning. Maldini didn't need to analyze who won these three times, Zhuo Yang played a draw with the all-Roma team that day, do you still need to ask one by one?

"Alas! Philip, you're a very good player and I've always admired you. Stop fighting in the future and play well. As he spoke, Maldini reached out and gently stroked Mex's hair.

Maybe it was the magnetic "sex" voice of the horse team, or maybe it was because of the desolation in Mex's own heart, at this moment he heard Maldini's obviously caring and kind words, and he could no longer suppress his grievances, and he was beaten three times in a row and was powerless to resist the grievances. Mexes grabbed Maldini and buried his head in the arms of the team.

"Ah, big brother Paul," he cried like a child.

Maldini patted him on the back, letting the child's tears fill his front. "It's over, it's all over, and there will be no fights in the future. Singing is not as good as dancing, fighting is not as good as kicking a ball, it is better to kick a ball. ”

At this moment, Maldini is more like a loving father in the heart of Philippe Mex, who lacks father's love.

Many years later, Zhuo Yang had left Milan, and at that time Milan's backline was seriously underwhelmed, and the famous Serie A defender Mexes was called by Maldini, who had been retired for many years, and transferred to Milanello without hesitation, becoming the backbone of Milan's defense.

A top-quality cigar can accumulate for an hour and a half to ignite, and its best taste is to take a sip when the cigarette is about to go out, so a veteran cigar smoker will always sit for a long time and extinguish it many times. It's not about setting the score, it's about knowing the way of cigars.

Ancelotti's gang are a no-brainer of fashion, their mouths are like bellows, they smoke cigars so hot, they think they are very good.

"None of these lounges are well ventilated." Carlo Ancelotti said: "Look at a room full of cigarettes, how can it be like when I was in the United States"

Everyone was getting used to "sex", and after he finished bragging, the door on the other end of the aisle opened again, and Zhuo Yang and Kaka walked in together.

"If you attack from the back to the front, I will run from left to right, if you attack from left to right, I will run from the top down, and if you turn in a circle, I will run in a circle."

The two people's mouths didn't stop, and their legs didn't stop.

Bang Bang!

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