The corner kicks in and Arsenal defender Toure completes the destruction.

AC Milan quickly retreated and began to press fiercely again.

Bolted! Looting! Pressure! Antagonism!

AC Milan played with great determination.

If you say, in the past, AC Milan used static braking and liked to play positional battles.

Then the current AC Milan is moving like a mad rabbit and engaging in a sports war.

"Keep rushing!"

"Run!"

"him!"

Suke kept yelling and running.

In the face of a pass-and-possession team like Arsenal, the most effective is to press high.

Constant pressing!

Constant pressure!

Don't give them the slightest respite.

Keeping them out of the ball puts their midfield playmaking under pressure and slowly collapsing.

"Hold on! They didn't last long! ”

Piret shouted loudly.

Where is the high pressing is so good to play.

Without abundant physical fitness, this thing can't be played!

Sook grinned and bared his cold teeth.

That's right!

Piret was right.

They didn't last long.

But. How long can you hold out in the face of the bombardment of Milan?

Swish!!

Suker made a sliding tackle to intercept the ball for Cesc Fabregas and tackle Kaka.

Sook got up, then turned and lunged.

"Kaka!! Hang it in! ”

Suker and Shepchenko have already stormed into the penalty area.

The two of them went one after the other, waiting for the battle.

Kaka immediately passes the ball.

This was passed to Shepchenko.

Shepchenko jumped to the top.

He shook his head hard and threw the ball towards goal.

Arsenal goalkeeper Lehmann scrambled to make a save, he fell to the ground and once again tipped the ball out with his foot.

"Pounced!"

It didn't take long for Lyman to be happy when he saw the spot where the ball landed, and Suk appeared like a ghost.

“FxxK！”

Lyman cursed.

Toure immediately fought in front of Suke.

Suker feigned a shot on goal, but Toure immediately blocked.

Sooke slid his feet and pulled out of space.

"I'm coming!"

Campbell falls to the ground and makes a tackle to block.

Suker plucked the ball again.

"Suker plucked the ball continuously, he was calm!!"

Serie A commentator Aldo. Serrera's nervous heart was already in her throat.

Shot!

Shoot!

Aldo. Serrera screamed in her heart.

The AC Milan Expedition fans at the scene also clenched their fists and stared at Suker with wide eyes.

Shoot!!

Sukla opened the gap, and Lyman had already gotten up and blocked towards the near point.

But Suke slammed his feet.

The ball was headed towards the left-hand post.

Lyman; “！！！”

Lyman turned his head, his left foot moved, but his center of gravity was on the right, and it was too late.

He watched as the ball hit the left-hand post and bounced into the middle of the net.

"Goal!!!!!!!!!!!! ——”

Aldo. Serrera roared violently.

He patted the commentary seat and got up, shouting excitedly; "Goal! Goal! Goal!! Sucre!!! ”

"Oh God!! In the first 12 minutes of the game, AC Milan took advantage of high pressing and obtained continuous attacking opportunities. ”

"Arsenal's vaunted pass control couldn't be played at all, and AC Milan seized the opportunity, Shepchenko shook his head to the goal, Suker continued to pull the ball, shook off the defense, and scored!"

"Suke! This is Suke! Born with a big heart! He's so calm!! ”

'It only took him 12 minutes to score against Arsenal at Highbury Stadium!'

"Let's congratulate AC Milan for scoring the first goal!"

After AC Milan's goal, Carlo Ancelotti celebrated with a rare punch.

Although the magnitude is small, it also proves the excitement of the heart.

This kind of high pressing is to bet on whether their pressure in the early stage can work, take the lead in scoring goals, and establish an advantage!

And now they do!

The next step is to take advantage of this advantage and slowly control the field!

Defensively, Milan are quite professional.

"Shout!"

"Get dry!"

"Lao Tzu is awesome!!"

Suker rushed to the bottom of the Milan fan stands, jumping excitedly.

He kept waving his hands down the hill to make the fans cheer even more fiercely.

And the Milan fans didn't disappoint Suker either.

Taking advantage of the brief silence at Highbury Stadium, the cheers of Milan fans filled the stadium.

"Suke! Well done! ”

"This little ghost, why are you so good!"

"Goal! Hahaha! Ahead!! ”

"Suke! Awesome kick! ”

One by one, his teammates rushed over, and they surrounded Suke, rubbing Suke's head excitedly.

"Suke!! ——”

A roar rang out.

Sooke turned his head to look, and he saw Gattuso rushing towards him like a bull.

This guy is clearly overloaded.

"I flashed first!"

Sooke immediately turned and slipped away.

Gattuso was still excited when he saw Suke slip away.

He grabbed Kakara over and rubbed Kaka's handsome face.

"Ivan! Put. Let go! I didn't score! ”

Suker rushed all the way to the dugout, pointing at Carlo Ancelotti.

Ancelotti, who had an indifferent face, suddenly had a smile on his face.

He immediately opened his hands.

Swish!!

Suker threw himself into Ancelotti's arms.

"Coach, mission done!"

Ancelotti hugged Suke and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

No manager can turn down such a talented player.

Arsene Wenger turned his head to see this scene and sighed slightly.

"Sesk!"

Arsene Wenger shouted towards the pitch.

Cesc Fabregas turned.

Arsene Wenger pressed down with one hand.

'Calm down! ’

Fabregas frowned at this time, and the whole person looked extremely impatient.

This is a common problem with young players, who are prone to being mentally unbalanced in the face of disadvantage.

Cesc Fabregas is only 19 years old and is easily susceptible to all kinds of stimuli.

What's more, it was Su Ke, who was his contemporary, who gave such a good performance when he was competing in the same field, which further stimulated him.

Arsene Wenger wants Cesc Fabregas to be able to handle the ball calmly and not be distracted by the pressure exerted by the opposition.

Arsene Wenger was trying to reassure Cesc Fabregas, but he was clearly not listening.

AC Milan have a lot of interference for Cesc Fabregas.

Don't let him hold the ball comfortably, don't let him pass the ball comfortably, or even stop the ball comfortably

Step by step, little by little, again and again, tirelessly put pressure on Cesc Fabregas.

It's bullying you, young and vigorous.

It's about having a mentality.

Pirlo's push!

Seedorf's small moves.

Gattuso's provocation and Suke's performance.

All of this made Cesc Fabregas even more impatient.

"Pass it to me! Let me organize? Pass me the ball as soon as possible! Don't you understand? ”

Cesc Fabregas kept shouting.

The Arsenal players were already unhappy in their hearts, and they were even more unhappy when they heard this little guy screaming.

"You run to the empty gear first!"

Ashley Cole lashed.

Fabregas was about to refute when Henry stopped him.

"Calm down!"

Henry reprimanded; 'If you still want to play well, then handle the ball calmly and then it's time for them to defend and that's our chance.'

Fabregas was angry, but nodded with anger.

"I'll stuff you with the ball!"

Henry nodded; "That's right!"

Despite being a goal behind, Henry was in no hurry.

At this time, Henry was in his prime, and he was confident in his abilities.

He is confident he can tear apart AC Milan's defence.

"Hold on to this point!"

Maldini shouted loudly.

The morale of the Milan players is high.

The game resumes.

The Milan players all retreated to defend.

Except for Shepchenko, who was still stuck in the penalty area, both Suker and Kaka retreated and began to participate in the defense.

No sooner had Cesc Fabregas than he got the ball when Suker came close.

Sukhka is in front of Cesc Fabregas.

"Have you ever had me?"

Suker provoked in non-standard English.

Cesc Fabregas frowned and crossed.

"Cowardice!"

Fabregas's brow furrowed.

Suker immediately returned to the defensive area.

When Cesc Fabregas held the ball again, Suker rushed over again.

"Are you scared?"

Suke grinned and mocked.

Cesc Fabregas rebuked; "Shut up!"

"You're afraid of me?" Suke kept up his efforts.

Cesc Fabregas turns and passes back.

"What a coward!" Su Ke spit and turned back.

Fabregas looked at Suke's back, his eyes on fire.

Cesc Fabregas improved his position and held the ball with his back.

Suke immediately approached.

"Not quite?"

Fabregas's anger was ignited.

"Shit!"

Cesc Fabregas suddenly leaned in.

Sooke felt the pressure, and he knew the guy was enraged.

Cesc Fabregas slumped to his left, and Suker stepped slightly.

"Fooled!"

Cesc Fabregas's eyes lit up and he immediately turned to his right.

At that moment, Suker suddenly appeared on the right side and pulled the ball over.

"Oops!"

Cesc Fabregas lost the ball and his heart suddenly became impatient.

He reached out to get back, but Suker dipped the ball inside and slipped through Cesc Fabregas's crotch.

"Suker Wears Crotch !!"

After piercing the crotch, Cesc Fabregas instantly lost his mind and turned to kick again.

Suke gently pulls the ball sideways and pierces the crotch again.

"Oh~~~~ This is just a joke!! ——”

Aldo. Serrera shouted mocking.

Continuously pierced through the crotch, Fabregas was furious.

He turned and slammed into Suke, who even raised his arm.

Sook instantly fell to the ground and screamed.

Yes~~~~~!!!!!! ——

A miserable cry rang out.

Fabregas yelled at Suke.

"Bastard! That's the consequence! Keep fighting me! You coward!! ”

Fabregas cursed.

By this time, Gattuso and Nesta had already rushed to the battlefield.

But they were stopped by Maldini.

"Calm down!"

Maldini scolded under his breath.

"Suker makes another yellow card!"

Gattuso and Nesta instantly calmed down.

However, Gattuso still rushed past the theory and applied pressure at the same time.

The referee had already rushed over and he showed Fabregas a yellow card.

This is still the result of a light hairfall.

After all, in a more serious way, this could result in a red card for a 'malicious elbow'.

Su Ke clutched his chest and slowly got up.

During this time, he also winked at Gattuso, signaling that he was fine.

He was afraid that Gattuso's head would be hot, and he rushed over to find trouble.

He didn't make a yellow card, and Gattuso probably got one back.

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