Zhuo Yang stood there, looking like a Chinese kung fu master unfathomable, beside him was the tragic electrician Tornatore, one of them shook all directions, the other was bloody and brave, and the dignified Roman more than 30 people were shocked by them.

Totti, the vice-captain, and Zivo pull a Mex and Panucci by themselves, and if the matter continues to make trouble, it will be completely impossible to end, and it will be a big trouble.

"Don't fight, whoever does it again will turn my face. Zhuo Yang, you too, stop. Totti's beard stood on end.

"Franco, we still have a friendship so far. If you want to block me like that again, the friendship will be gone. Zhuo Yang's eyes shot a fine light: "I'll fight you together!" ”

Then he said to Zivo, "Chris, you too." ”

Totti: "You ......"

After that, Zhuo Yang's shoulders sank and his body shook, so he had to show his skills. This time, it will not be such a group fight just now, and it will not be a dead hand, but someone must lie down when he shoots, and the more stubborn he is, the more he will break his arms and legs.

At the last moment, suddenly, thirty or forty people rushed in from the entrance of the passage, and AC Milan returned.

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Maldini listened to Zhuo Yang and Tornatore briefly tell what happened, and the middle-aged horse team, which was originally quite white-faced, had a black face like the bottom of a pot, and the AC Milan soldiers had already surrounded the Romans. This is the San Siro, and a large number of staff members have rushed over when they hear the news, all of them young and middle-aged, wearing work coats with the Milan logo on their chests on a white background.

"Someone——! Close the door! At Maldini's order, the four fire shutters at both ends of the passage were lowered with a 'bang', and the place where the two sides met became temporarily isolated from the world.

"Pinch the camera for me!" Immediately, a worker went to pull the thread.

Milanese have already stared blood-red, making people bully to the doorstep, when has Milan ever been so ignored? Although excluding the electrician Tornatore, who has no status, it seems that many people in Rome have colorful faces, especially the two culprits who have seen blood, which is obviously much more than Zhuo Yang's. Zhuo Yang's lips were swollen, and his cheekbones were blue.

But this is San Siro! This is AC Milan's doorstep!

All the Milanese had already surrounded their opponents, and a few young sailors or other workers even had huge fire axes in their hands, with bright red and piercing axe handles, and the sharp axe blades flashed with cold light.

Seeing Maldini stirring the true fire of samadhi, Totti regretted it and scolded his mother.

Twenty or thirty people, if you really want to stop three people from fighting just now, how can you not stop it? It only takes five or six walls to defend free-kicks on the pitch. It's not that Zhuo Yang has fallen into order, AC Milan has now lost its prestige, so there are some dirty ideas to take advantage of it. Bullied Zhuo Yang, who was still young and didn't know the height of the sky, after playing manual nonsense before the AC Milan people came back, and the club wiped his butt afterwards, and no one could do anything about them.

The only accident was that Zhuo Yang alone had a draw with the entire Roman team, and no one could go.

The Romans, including Totti, were of course well aware of these thoughts of Maldini, and the Milanese were quick to understand. This is not hitting Zhuo Yang alone, it is Milan's face.

Italy is very particular about seniority, Maldini is the one who stands at the top of the hierarchy, usually quiet, but once the horse team is on fire, the entire Apennine sky will change color.

Totti showed the responsibility of the leader of the team at this point, and he stepped to the front. "Paul, listen to me......"

"Shut the fuck up for me!" Maldini snapped: "Francisco Totti, you are also worthy of being the captain?" Honestly go and stay on the sidelines, I will save some dignity for the Italian national team. Otherwise, I won't give anyone a face! ”

With that, Maldini ignored Totti, whose face was flushed. "Who just did it, come out on their own."

The Romans were silenced, the pride of the indiscriminate fists and blows of the Romans a few minutes ago vanished without a trace, and the anger of the Milanese weighed down on their heads.

"Stand up! Come out! The Milanese shouted in unison.

Still no one volunteered, only Panucci moved two steps forward and came to Maldini, who had few seniorities and ages in the Roma team.

"Paul, I'm doing it. One person does things and one person is responsible for it, what do I ...... do"

'Smack! Before he could finish speaking, Panucci was slapped in the face by Maldini's big windmill. What kind of big tail wolf do you pretend? Want to put an old qualification in front of someone on my horse? You're not old, and I'm too lazy to pump you. Maldini hated Panucci, one of the culprits, and it was unforgivable for him to take the lead in causing trouble at San Siro as a Milan veteran.

'Smack! The backhand was another blow, and Maldini just kept his upper body still, waving his arms expressionlessly, unhurriedly pumping Panucci's big mouth again and again, as if there was no end in time and space.

The stubborn Panucci tilted his head and slapped him hard, he was not a coward, but he didn't dare to fight back, because Maldini would never be provoked, and once he fought back, Italy would be so big that there would be no place for him. What's more, behind Maldini stood Pirlo and Bonella, who were watching coldly, and a programmer with a Xuanhua board axe.

Gradually, Panucci lowered his head and no longer looked at Maldini, whether he was humiliated or humiliated, he could only lower his head, let the slap on his face continue to make a muffled sound, and he couldn't hide and didn't want to hide.

Zhuo Yang watched Maldini go crazy, and he felt very comfortable. Because the horse team didn't care about the indiscriminate situation, they didn't care if Zhuo Yang was at fault in the middle, and they just took the lead in the matter, without pretending or pretending, and didn't take into account their own identity. In Zhuo Yang's view, this kind of performance is a very qualified captain and a qualified boss.

The boss has to be like the boss, and he must know how to protect the short. Zhuo Yang looked at Maldini with admiration in his eyes, and there was also some immediacy when he watched Japanese comics a few years ago, and the boss of Xiangbei High School, Akagi Gangxian, slapped Mitsui Shou angrily.

He had never been a man who only knew how to watch a play, and after admiring the heroism of the horse team, Zhuo Yang looked behind Totti to find Mexes. "Let's do it again." The arrow step rushed forward.

To tell the truth, Mex's is really a man, even under the coercion of Milan, he still started to fight with Zhuo Yang. It's just that at this time, there is no one to pull the bias, and there is no black fist to help the chaos, Mex's immediately is no longer a person, and when Kaka and Borello squeeze over to help, Zhuo Yang has already ridden on Mex's left and right bows and pulled up the big ear sticker.

The Romans still didn't dare to move, and Kaka didn't pay attention to Cafu and Dida, the Brazilian tribe, and Borello stayed by Zhuo Yang's side and stared at the Romans beside him.

Cafu and his Brazilian gang were gathering together a few Brazilians, Mancini Jr., Tadei, and Doni, and whispered viciously: "What the are you all about? Are you in this way? It's all pig brains. ”

"Brother...... we really didn't do anything, we really ......"

Maldini and Zhuo Yang each taught the two culprits, the electrician Tornatore, who was beaten into a pig's head and squinted eyes, opened his eyes vigorously, looked at it for a long time, and pointed at the Roma substitute central defender Matteo Ferrari, "This is a dog day...... I did it just now. ”

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