Manchester City, a corner of the road to Old Trafford.

There are a large number of AC Milan fans, probably around 3,000-4,000 people, who occupy the streets.

The crowd was black, wearing uniform red and black jerseys.

At the front of the entire queue, Bob, the leader of the South Stand, had a megaphone in his hand and shouted loudly:

"We're going to be on the field, even if it's not our stadium, but we're still going to shout and let the Milan lads hear us!"

"Come on! Keep up with my slogan! ”

"Milan!"

Bob's voice resounded through the loudspeakers through the streets.

In the huge team of Milan fans, even more fierce shouts erupted.

"Milan!!!!!!!! ——”

Bob continued to roar: "Victory belongs to Milan!" ”

"The victory belongs to Milan!!!!!!!!!!! ——”

"We have Maldini, Nesta! They are masters of defense! ”

"We have Maldini, Nesta! They are masters of defense!!!!!! ——”

"Oh~~~ Suke! ——”

"Oh~~~~ Suke!!!!!! ——”

"He's going to you!"

"He's going to knock you out!!!!!! ——”

The voice grew louder and higher, and Bob raised his right hand.

“Forza！ Milan！ ”

“Forza！！！ Milan！！！ ——”

Bob turned, pointed his right hand forward, and roared, "Forward!" Milan! ”

"Forward!!!! Milan!!!!! ——”

The crowd poured towards the nearby Old Trafford stadium.

Along the way, they shouted and cheered loudly.

The slogan shook the sky, even if it was booed by Manchester United fans, even if the voice was muffled, they still shouted at the top of their voices.

In the midst of this violent boo, the voices of the Milan players were transmitted.

Let these Milanese knights understand that they are here and that they are fighting side by side!

Hush!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——

Closer to Old Trafford, the boos intensified.

Bob walked at the forefront, and he could see the defiant gestures and movements of the United fans not far away.

But Bob didn't squint, and their voices became more high-pitched.

“Forza！！！！！ Milan！！！！！ ——”

“Forza！！！！！ Milan！！！！！ ——”

“Forza！！！！！ Milan！！！！！ ——”

With a roar of rage, they arrived at the entrance of Old Trafford.

When you get here, many fans who don't have tickets won't be able to enter.

They regrouped, and a total of 2,000 people, arranged by the staff, entered the stadium through the side entrance.

The entire away stand was separated.

Many stadiums, in order to avoid clashes between home and away fans, have made this split.

Old Trafford took this very seriously, and they almost wrapped the away fans' stands with iron bars.

Upon entering the pitch, the Milan fans were booed by the Manchester United fans.

Some Manchester United fans who were close to each other were even more swear words through the iron fence, and Milan fans were not intimidated.

The two sides began to spray each other.

The invective, boos, whistles, cheers and so on all made Old Trafford more lively, and the atmosphere of the game became more and more lively.

It wasn't until the players from both sides entered the warm-up that the United fans turned the corner and began attacking the Milan players.

"Croatian dwarf! Look here! ”

Su Ke subconsciously snorted angrily: "Who the are you scolding!" ”

The Manchester United fan was holding a picture of an early Suker.

In the enlarged photo, Suke is seen standing in the crowd as a small bean dice.

The United fan gestured at his waist and provoked Suker.

Suke took a deep breath and turned his head, out of sight.

It's not a smart thing to say to the fans.

It's useless to win the quarrel.

If you lose the quarrel, it affects the mentality.

Maldini walked over and patted Suker on the shoulder, then turned to the United fan and exclaimed:

"If you have the ability, come down and fight with Su Ke!"

Suke's eyelids twitched.

Boss, you're not a problem, are you?

Eventually, both men were warmed up by Gattuso on the pitch.

Don't look at Gattuso's fierce look, this guy just has a fierce face, but he is the most reasonable person in Milan.

It's no joke, it's the real Milan.

Kaka is in charge of causing trouble.

Maldini and Nesta were in charge of the fight.

Gattuso is generally in charge of reasoning or playing cards.

Nesta is even more famous for her fiery personality, bleeding from the dry frame, bleeding and continuing to dry the fight, a hard horse.

The tradition in Milan is that the more handsome you look, the more fierce you are.

The Milan players warmed up in the left half, while the Manchester United players played in the right half.

From time to time, players from both sides will turn their heads to look at each other.

"Hey! Luca, what are you looking at. ”

Cristiano Ronaldo passed the ball to Luka Modric, who saw Modric stop at his feet, but turned his head to look at the Milan half.

Modric didn't turn his head and said: "Suker is in good shape. ”

Cristiano Ronaldo was surprised: "The game hasn't started yet. ”

Modric shook his head.

"I know him very well, and when he's excited, he does a couple of sprint runs during the warm-up to make his body hotter!"

Modric turned his head and held out three fingers: "This is his fourth sprint run, I've seen him run three sprints at most!" ”

"So?" Ronaldo raised his eyebrows.

Modric was solemn: "He's in better shape than before, and he's excited enough, we need to be careful!" ”

"You're too nervous." Ronaldo smiled: "Vidic and Ferdinand can limit him!" ”

Modric; "I hope so!"

At this point, Rooney walked over.

"Luka, pass the ball with me!"

Rooney tossed the ball to Luka Modric and didn't look at Ronaldo at all.

Ronaldo frowned, he felt very unhappy, but after all, it was the pre-game moment, and Ferguson was also staring, and he was not easy to attack.

Watching Ronaldo turn away for shooting practice, Rooney smiled triumphantly.

"Are you kids?" Modric shook his head.

The two are always intrigued.

Rooney shrugged; "As long as I can anger him, I'm happy."

"You guys are so naïve!"

Rooney shrugged and didn't respond.

When they returned to the tunnel, Suker and Luka Modric also met each other.

"The shoelaces are open!"

Suke reminded.

Modric stared straight at Suke: "Childish, you think I'm going to be fooled?" You just want me to bow to you. ”

"Wow! Luca is amazing! "Su Ke is yin and yang.

Modric grinned; "Die and I'll you!"

"Who did it, who doesn't know!"

Suke shrugged: "Wait and see! ”

The two walked left and right to their respective locker rooms.

At the same time, European broadcasters in various countries are also conducting pre-match coverage.

Mandzukic sat in front of the TV, and he excitedly said to the phone: "Suker vs. Luca's big fight! It's just exciting, it's exciting, it's the pinnacle of the Croatian derby! ”

Vukojevich on the other end of the line was silent for a long time.

"Last season, I also played for Suker, also in the Croatian derby!"

"That's a competition? You were abused by Milan unilaterally, well, Juninho Jr.'s two direct free kicks couldn't be saved! ”

"Okay!" Vukojevic also confessed.

"Who can win, Manchester United or Milan, you say?"

"Hell knows!"

Vukojevic complained: "These two teams are so strong that people vomit blood, Manchester United slaughtered Roma 7:1, AC Milan killed Bayern Munich 5:0!" The two seeded teams, no one can predict. ”

"Who do you want to win?" Mandzukic asked.

"Suke!" Vukojevic said very decisively.

"Why?" Mandzukic asked.

Vukojevic doesn't have a good airway; "Because Lao Tzu lost to Suker, if Manchester United wins, isn't this a change of direction, Luka is better than Lao Tzu?"

"Luca is already better than you!"

Vukojevich hated it with hatred and suddenly said; "Good luck with Suke on the bench!"

"Curse! Isn't it a curse?! Mandzukic quit and shouted: "When the time comes, I should play in the middle of the field and put you on the bench." ”

"You deserve it too?"

"Phew!" Mandzukic hung up.

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