After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 521 - 0223 From One Penalty Area to Another (Subscribe Requested)

Robinho excitedly looked back and saw Huang Kaiwen was already surrounded by a crowd.

He dashed back to the front of the penalty area trying to squeeze in.

Only then did Robinho realize he couldn’t even squeeze into the outer circle.

His physical confrontation ability was far too weak.

Cassano, also standing on the outskirts, asked, "Why did you create a goal-scoring opportunity for him?"

"Stop complaining here, rookie!"

Ramos turned around and pushed Cassano as he said, "Kevin had just made a long pass aiming for you, but you let yourself get pushed to the sidelines. If it had been Kevin himself, he would have turned and dribbled past three players into the box and shot."

"You ass, go get your DNA checked out. You talk about Kevin like I used to introduce my dad in kindergarten, so proud!"

Cassano responded with a raised middle finger. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"You motherfucker..."

Ramos cursed and moved to hit Cassano.

Huang Kaiwen quickly pushed him away, trying to calm him, "Don’t bother with that brainless asshole; most of the time, he speaks without thinking."

Cassano really had a foul mouth.

People like him always have one thing in common; sometimes their brains can’t keep up with their mouths and easily offend others.

"You better watch yourself, rookie!"

Ramos pointed at Cassano and said.

Cassano raised both middle fingers and stuck out his tongue, mumbling, "Go back to your daddy!"

Huang Kaiwen:...

Dammit.

He felt like punching Cassano himself after hearing that.

"Forget it, I won’t deal with him; who knows if stupidity is contagious."

Ramos stared at Cassano and said.

He had no real options for dealing with that asshole Cassano.

It’s not like they could physically fight him on the field, right?

As they walked back, Ramos suggested, "Kevin, how about we let the medics break into that asshole’s car and throw a few cans of sardines inside?"

Huang Kaiwen asked, "Why the medics?"

Ramos responded, "Let those good-for-nothings do something useful for once, rather than just collecting a salary."

Huang Kaiwen gave a few more words of advice.

Ramos then returned to the defense.

If they really threw sardine cans, Cassano would need to change cars; that smell is hard to get rid of.

Inter Milan restarted the game soon after, and the sideline raised the injury-time board.

"Injury time, 3 minutes; that’s about right, there weren’t many fouls in the first half from either side."

"Maicon once again carries the ball on the right and advances, Inter Milan’s offensive doesn’t pick up and goes back to regroup."

"Stanković and Figo combine, suddenly passing it to Maicon; Maicon easily dribbles past Miguel Torres, crosses from the baseline, the near post is missed, Cruz heads at the far post! Goal in, with Pepe trying to clear it on the left goal line, he kicked it onto El Guerra’s head, and the ball bounced into the net. Heh, a classic own goal as the first half nears the end. El Guerra scores an own goal."

"The score of 3:2 gives Inter Milan renewed hope."

Milan City.

At a villa close to Huang Kaiwen’s house.

Beatrice, looking at Kaka, asked, "Aren’t you worried at all?"

"Real Madrid can’t lose. I’m more worried about the match against Chelsea,"

Kaka said with a smile.

"I see that Ramos often sticks up for Kevin; he must be Kevin’s best friend at Real Madrid,"

Beatrice said, smiling.

"I’m Kevin’s best friend!"

Kaka asserted, neck stiff.

"Relax, Ricardo, I’m talking about Kevin’s best friend at Real Madrid!"

Beatrice explained.

Kaka gripped the remote control, making it crack as he yelled, "I’m Kevin’s best friend!!!"

...

As they walked toward the players’ tunnel.

Cambiasso jogged up to El Guerra and said, "Thanks, pal."

El Guerra, annoyed, shook his fist lightly.

The two had been teammates at Real Madrid before, both defenders, and knew each other well.

Scoring an own goal today had soured his mood.

Ramos told El Guerra, "No problem. Kevin will score again soon."

El Guerra nodded, just as he realized Ramos had already run over to Huang Kaiwen.

Youngsters are so fast!

Huang Kaiwen returned to the locker room with his teammates.

The Real Madrid players were still debating the issue between hippos and crocodiles.

"Kevin, that asshole Cassano said if you and a crocodile were locked in a 100-square-meters room, you’d die horribly,"

Ramos said, nudging Huang Kaiwen with his elbow.

Huang Kaiwen looked over, and Ramos added, "I think the crocodile would suffer a horrible death."

Huang Kaiwen:...

That kind of question made Huang Kaiwen feel like he was browsing forums, seeing questions like, "If Zhuge Liang had a hundred thousand O’Neals, could he successfully carry out the Northern Expedition?" "Could Zhuge Liang successfully carry out the Northern Expedition with fifty thousand tons of instant noodles?" "Could five O’Neals armed with daggers beat a tiger?"

He didn’t know what O’Neal had done to deserve such discussions.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t know if O’Neal could beat a crocodile, but he was sure he himself definitely couldn’t.

Ramos thought too highly of him.

Whether he himself could survive depended entirely on whether the crocodile was hungry.

"Alright, stop dragging Kevin into this,"

Capello entered the locker room and said, "If you’re curious, the club can arrange for you to visit a fan’s private zoo where Cassano can try to survive inside a crocodile’s mouth."

Cassano, his back to Capello, pursed his lips and surreptitiously flicked his right hand.

His middle finger appeared and disappeared.

Now Cassano only dared make small gestures; regaining his starter position had not been easy.

Capello, with a stern face, scanned the locker room and said emotionlessly, "I know you all think that with Kevin here we won’t lose, but can you make it a bit easier for him to play? What kind of shitty team needs its offensive core constantly running back near the penalty area to defend? If it weren’t for Kevin constantly creating opportunities and making crucial clearances, we would be several goals behind now."