Chapter Ninety-Five: The One True God! (Four more begging for subscription!) )

"Arsenal are playing more and more passively, after the third goal, AC Milan began to gradually control the situation in the midfield on the basis of defense, and at the same time Bergkamp was also targeted by Milan!"

Arsenal player Hleb had just received the ball when a roar rang out.

"you!"

Hleb jumped in fright.

Gattuso jerks the ball out.

With both hands propped up, he stood up and continued to run.

"you!"

Gattuso tackled the ball out from Gilberto's feet again.

"Dry"

"Fuck your sister!"

Su Ke roared beside him: "Be sober, this is the frontcourt, you still want to shovel the defender?" ”

Gattuso calmed down, snorted heavily, and ran back to his own half with his ass twisted.

Suke looked at Gattuso's back and couldn't help but sigh.

From his own half, all the way to the opponent's half, this is where Gattuso can do this!

But it's not a bad thing.

At the very least, Arsenal were somewhat intimidated.

Arsenal's attack is now getting a bit dragged on.

And Milan didn't play this game, which is very good news.

At 88 minutes, Carlo Ancelotti made another adjustment.

He replaced Suker and brought Serginho on the pitch.

When Suker came off the field, there was a violent boo throughout Highbury Field.

Hush~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!

Regardless of whether or not Suker has ever been a player with Arsenal, the threat to this guy has caused Arsenal fans to boo Suker.

Under the boos from the sky, Suke slowly walked off the field.

"Hurry up, don't delay the time!"

Cesc Fabregas erupted.

Suke walked more slowly.

Cesc Fabregas couldn't be angry.

Just as he was about to appeal to the referee, Arsenal also made a substitution.

Cesc Fabregas was substituted.

Cesc Fabregas trotted all the way through.

Suke turned his head.

The two looked at each other, and Fabregas snorted heavily.

After the substitutions were made, the game resumed.

In the final minutes, Arsenal tried to salvage some of the situation.

For them, being able to get into one is one.

At the very least, it will make the next round less stressful.

They don't have any hope of winning.

At the moment, counting injury time, the time is less than five minutes.

Two goals in five minutes would have been a draw, and the odds were too slim.

To be able to score one is one, that's Arsenal's current thinking.

But Milan won't give them that chance.

Milan's solid defense has blocked Henry's threat time and time again.

In the final minutes, the Italian chain defense showed full display of solid style.

Eventually, the game was over.

Arsenal lost 3-1 at home to AC Milan.

Arsenal lost the Champions League semi-finals, the first leg!

"At the end of the game, Arsenal lost 1:3 at home to AC Milan, throughout the game, Arsenal has shown fatigue from the moment the game started, I have to say that Milan has conducted targeted research on tactical options, which is also the reason why they got the first goal, and after the first goal, Arsenal wants to catch up again, it becomes extremely difficult!"

"We congratulate Milan on their victory and in a week's time, Arsenal will travel to the San Siro for the second leg of the Champions League semi-finals!"

"In the end, one of them will advance to the Champions League final and the winner of the other group will converge on the stage of the Champions League final at the Stade de France in Paris, France!"

Suke is being interviewed by the media.

England journalist: "How do you assess Cesc Fabregas's performance?" ”

These guys are here to stir up trouble.

But Suke was smiling and showing a good pattern.

'We have to admit that there was an intention against Cesc Fabregas, he is a good player and we need to put a little more effort into that.'

"I don't want him to lose confidence because of this loss, and I also believe that he can grow more through this game"

Looking at Su Ke's conversation, the English reporter was directly stunned.

Shouldn't it be the best ridicule of the other party at this time?

Shouldn't it be as sarcastic and sarcastic as possible?

This shouldn't be!

A minute later, the journalist approached Cesc Fabregas.

"Suke? He's a clown! He faked a fall! His style is savage, he is like an uncivilized primitive. ”

"I don't think this game can mean anything!"

"That guy is a liar! Bastard! ”

After Fabregas vented, he saw that the reporters around him were looking at him with strange eyes.

In particular, his English correspondent with a microphone couldn't help but say; "Do you know what Suke says about you?"

Cesc Fabregas sneered: "He must be mocking me, yes!" He'll do it. ”

England Journalist Quiet Talk; "You'll see."

After saying that, he turned to leave, but he shook his head in his heart and sighed.

That's the gap!

A victory without pride!

The other one loses and is still in a rage of incompetence!

Fabregas's face turned green when he learned from a close reporter what Suker had to say about him.

It's worse than killing him!

"Stade de France!"

"Stade de France!"

"Oh~~~Champions League~~~Final~~~We are coming~~~~"

Suke was on the bus, singing happily.

This is an Italian folk tune, and Suke used it as a direct adaptation.

The AC Milan players also looked out the window with a smile.

After this game, they were also relieved.

Before the Champions League final, the most important game was won.

It's off to a great start.

"We ~~~ are champions!!"

Sooke started to heckle again.

Smack! Syllable! Smack!

"We ~~~ Champion!!"

Smack! Syllable! Smack!

The bus was filled with Suke's brisk screams.

Shepchenko, who was on the side, smiled: "We are not champions yet!" ”

"It's coming! Soon! ”

Suke blinked: "We have the Ukrainian nuclear warhead Shepchenko, how can we lose!" ”

After that, Su Ke said loudly: "Guys, is Andre Niu bull or not? ”

"Cow!!"

The crowd shouted with joy!

"Strong or not!"

"Strong !!"

"'Hala less' or 'Hala less'?"

"Hala less!!"

Looking at the coaxing teammates, Shepchenko couldn't stand it.

Shepchenko hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't be at that time, I can't score a goal, you guys are weird. Woowoo"

"Phew!"

Sukh covered Shepchenko's mouth.

"What a frustration, you have to score, you have to score!"

Suker's Champions League this season is still counting on Shepchenko.

Arsenal is an appetizer.

The big head is in the back.

O Barcelona!

Ronaldinho!

This is the twilight of the gods, the only true god in all of Europe!

This guy is a bit less human-like in this period.

In the La Liga national derby some time ago, in the face of Real Madrid, he single-handedly entered and three out, causing the Real Madrid back line to collapse directly.

Even Zidane was forced by Ronaldinho to keep fouling in order to maintain the rhythm of the midfield.

The La Liga media hailed that match as 'the most shameful game of Zidane's career'.

Forcing an active midfield master to this role shows how strong this guy is.

However, Milan's squad is not weak.

Pirlo can barely open three or seven, counting him, Kaka and Seedorf, facing Barcelona's midfield is not completely unparried.

But the key is the impact of the defensive line.

Shepchenko's form is crucial.

Once this guy is in good form, AC Milan have a good chance of uplifting Barcelona.

Having come to this point, Milan must be brave to move forward.

In the league and the Coppa Italia, Suker didn't even take a look.

All he wants is the Champions League!

In the evening, the entire Milan team arrived at the training base and went home in their respective vehicles.

Kaka can't send Suke if there's something going on.

Suke was only able to ride in Maldini's car.

"This holiday, you must get a driver's license!"

Su Ke said, turned his head and asked; "Is the club going?"

Maldini nodded; "Let's go!"

Su Ke was stunned for a moment, and said with a look of surprise; "Really?"

Maldini nodded; "Don't you know? We have car sponsors who are absolutely willing to do so if you want them. ”

Maldini pointed to his chest; "Our jersey ad 'Opel' is the car company."

Suke blinked, he really didn't understand any of this.

This is a German company called 'Opel' cars, a brand that Suker has not heard of, but it can be issued with a car.

Bidding farewell to Maldini, Suke returned to the villa.

He put the driver's license test on his itinerary.

It's not that Suker can't afford a car, it's mainly that he doesn't feel necessary.

Rub it if you can!

But with Kaka, this guy always has something to do, and in the evening, Su Ke can't even get a taxi.

For this, he really needs a car.

After a day of competition, I was a little tired.

Suke took a hot shower and fell asleep.

Tonight, Sukh had a wonderful dream.

In the dream, they were at the Stade de France and lifted the Big Ears Cup.

They became the kings of Europe!

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