After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 657 - 0257 Robben is not a bad person (Subscription requested)

"Damn it, why are you speaking Mandarin again!"

"Sorry, Mingji!

"Axi, how can there be such a stupid guy like you? Are you a pig? They actually let you participate in such an important operation, damn."

"Bro, I won’t do it again, private Marseille."

Galbiati stared at the two from a distance and said to the security, "Go catch them! Get them out of the stadium."

"But, they’re carrying crosses, what if we got the wrong people?"

The security expressed his difficulty. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Definitely not wrong. Even if they lower their voices and mix other languages, we can’t mask their pronunciation features."

Galbiati snorted coldly.

After being reminded by Capello, he specifically watched a long and smelly Korean drama.

After watching more than 100 episodes, he finally could understand a few phrases of Korean.

Seeing the assistant coach insisting, the security rushed over quickly, subdued the two individuals, hands behind their backs, and pushed them away from the stands.

The subdued individuals panicked, forgetting to use Japanese, and yelled, pulling at their necks, "This is a violation of human rights. We protest, we want to see embassy staff. Do you know who we are? Let us go quickly, or you will face repercussions from the Republic of Korea..."

Not many people understand Korean.

Nearby fans all looked over.

Galbiati explained with a smile, "These two stole someone else’s wallet when they entered, and we are now taking them for investigation."

This excuse seemed a bit better.

Saying that Koreans were planning to cause chaos in Bernabeu might make the fans worry about their safety.

Since returning to Real Madrid with Capello, Galbiati had been getting better and better at handling emergencies; he felt that if he didn’t continue as an assistant coach, he could definitely go into politics.

Isn’t this reaction time much better than those Italian politicians?

Galbiati reached the storage room, where security reported to him, "We found a notebook on them, and the translator has confirmed it’s for a curse ritual. They are still very defiant and are threatening us."

"Hand them over to the police."

Galbiati said.

His only responsibility was to thwart the Koreans’ operation.

He didn’t care about the rest.

Galbiati thought about it and saw no flaws, so he headed back to the field through the players’ tunnel.

"All settled?"

Capello asked.

"Yes, those Koreans were cunning, hiding in the home fans’ stands, so it took some time,"

Galbiati said.

Capello nodded and said, "As long as they’re found, I’m rather relieved with your work."

Galbiati, watching the game, asked, "How come it’s almost half-time and it’s only 3:1?"

"Today Atletico Madrid’s fouling too much, those damn bastards, they’re always using fouls to stop Kevin from dribbling,"

Capello said angrily.

"Robben’s on the field. How’s he doing?"

"He’s a good player,"

Capello said with a smile.

On the pitch, Aguero’s shot was blocked, and Atletico Madrid once again got a corner kick.

The referee already had his whistle in his mouth, ready to end the game at any moment.

Rodriguez took a run-up and kicked the ball towards the middle.

Fran darted from beside Heinze, jumped up and flicked the ball with his head, Pepe quickly adjusted his position, and headed the ball to the right flank.

Torres received the ball, turned around, and quickly passed it to Huang Kaiwen.

Torres’s pass was average, Huang Kaiwen with his back to the goal stretched out his right foot, stopped the ball behind him, quickly turned around raising his left leg, and flicked the ball behind Simao, accelerating past him.

Simao chased Huang Kaiwen relentlessly from behind.

[Baggio] wasn’t fast enough, Simao’s speed was quite good, even with Huang Kaiwen’s various special abilities, he couldn’t shake Simao off.

The two raced past the midfield line, one after another, Simao not daring to let Huang Kaiwen continue dribbling.

With most Atletico Madrid players coming up for the corner attack, there were hardly two people left in the backfield, letting Huang Kaiwen continue with the ball would lead to losing it. While running, Simao stretched out his arm, grabbed Huang Kaiwen’s swinging left arm, and Huang Kaiwen, caught off guard, fell on the grass.

BEEP——

Far behind, the main referee Mejuto immediately blew the whistle for half-time, he rushed up to separate the players, sternly warning, "Head back to the locker room now, or get booked."

Real Madrid players saw Raul helping Huang Kaiwen up, Huang Kaiwen seemed alright, and walked towards the sideline.

"Kevin, you should have plans tonight, so I didn’t prepare any food for you."

Capello said, handing over the towel.

"No need, coach."

Huang Kaiwen said, shaking his head.

Eating on the sidelines occasionally is okay, but always being away from the locker room is not a good thing.

He headed back to the locker room with his teammates.

Seeing Cassano beside him, Huang Kaiwen asked, "How long do you need to rest?"

"The doctor said it needs to heal for over half a month, they can’t be sure how long the muscle tear will take to recover,"

Cassano said, pretending not to care.

Huang Kaiwen nodded; this matched his impression of Real Madrid’s team doctor.

Speaking of the team doctor, Huang Kaiwen was quite impressed with Calderon.

Calling for a new team doctor all season, damn, not even a new face in the medical team, how stable must Real Madrid’s medical team be to keep their jobs like this?

Huang Kaiwen said, "I think you could go to Milan, staying for treatment at Real Madrid makes a minor injury worse."

"We’ll see,"

Cassano changed the subject, "Aren’t you inviting everyone to your house to celebrate today?"

"I was thinking the same, but let’s make it tomorrow."