MTL - After I Signed with AC Milan, I Opened Up-v2 Chapter 62 Fireworks are thrown from the stands

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Milan's medical team is quite experienced in handling this situation.

It can be said that from the moment Kevin Huang appeared, they entered a wartime state.

Levan Mascalk rushed into the court as soon as possible with the tool bag in hand.

He quickly squatted beside Huang Kevin.

Take off Kevin Huang's sneakers and socks for inspection.

Milan players are also around here.

"how do you feel?"

Levan Maschark frowned and asked.

Because he didn't even see the problem.

"It's much better, it hurt just now!"

"Okay, I suggest you come off the court." Livin Mascalk said: "Although I can't see it, I'm afraid it's an Achilles tendon injury."

"Help me up and try."

Huang Kevin didn't say whether to kick or not, but only said to try.

Hold on to Levan Mascalk.

He stumbled two steps.

Kevin Huang began to try to let go by himself.

Two more jumps.

Flicked his ankle.

"Should still be able to play." Huang Kevin said.

"I suggest you come off, if you insist," said Levan Maschalk.

"I insist."

"Okay, be careful yourself."

Livin Mascalk hurried to the sidelines and communicated with Ancelotti about Kevin Huang's situation.

Ancelotti is both happy and worried.

It's best not to get hurt.

But what if you're really hurt and don't see it?

An Fatty asked Seedorf to return to the bench with a tangled face.

"Is it really okay?" Kaka asked with concern, supporting Huang Kevin.

"Don't worry, my own body understands by itself."

"That's good, you pay attention."

Crespo said quickly.

Finally had the opportunity to brush the sense of existence.

Several people are ready to participate in the set-piece attack.

As if things were over.

But Crudelli, who was sitting in the live broadcast room, was very dissatisfied.

"A yellow card?"

"Just a yellow card?"

"Cordoba's foul is a murder, last time it was Materazzi, this time it was him, is Inter a bunch of savages?"

"They hired a wizard, and they also committed malicious fouls on the field!"

"Is there anything wrong with Kevin?"

"Is it necessary to let all the great players leave Italy?"

The Milan fans in front of the TV were also outraged.

Inter Milan is too much!

Pirlo stood at the foul spot with Cafu.

The two gave Huang Kevin a thumbs up.

The meaning is obvious, watch me avenge you.

beep—

After the whistle sounded, Pirlo's run was a kick.

After the ball goes over the wall, it goes straight to the goal.

Duang,

Wipe the beam out of the bottom line.

Just a little bit closer to another goal.

Huang Kevin noticed that many Inter fans had already lit fireworks in the stands.

Now Meazza was sitting on the powder keg.

Just catalyzing, it will explode.

"Inter have used up the last substitution."

"Martins replaced Van der Mede, Milan also replaced Crespo with Serginho."

Originally there was Van der Meyde, Veron could also cross.

Now that Van der Meyde is out, with three strikers in front, Veron is in trouble.

It was not spread by Ambrosini and Pirlo.

The three strikers in front are like a decoration.

In the 75th minute, Inter Milan made a long pass from the backcourt directly to the frontcourt.

Veron was robbed before he could even get the ball.

After Ambrosini split the side, Cafu made an oblique long pass and then looked for Huang Kevin.

The ball is given in general.

However, Kevin Huang jumped up and easily unloaded the ball.

Facing Cambiasso, he knocked directly and accelerated himself.

A person rushes past the ball.

Cambiasso turned around and pulled the jersey.

Huang Kevin turned slightly sideways to avoid it, as if he had long eyes behind him.

"Damn, Inter wants to foul again!"

Crudelli snorted coldly.

"Mihajlovic made up the defense, he wanted to flank Kevin with Cordoba."

"Kevin passed it on, it's beautiful, and he can use his left and right feet to make use of his opponents. There is no way to target them."

"Mihajlovic's back-up caused Kaka to be unguarded, and Kaka rushed to the penalty area with the ball."

"Materazzi has targeted Shevchenko, but now Milan has two flanks and Serginho receives the ball on the right."

"Passing!!"

Serginho took the ball with his right foot and hung it into the penalty area.

But only Shevchenko entered the penalty area, and it didn't work at all.

Materazzi topped the ball ahead of time.

Seeing this, Kaka rushed up and swung his right foot without waiting for the ball to land.

boom-

It was blocked by Materazzi flying.

The ball fell to Serginho again.

Seeing Favali rushing towards him, Serginho hurriedly shifted to the left.

Just by sight.

Kevin Huang knew that the ball was too high.

He didn't even have time to run to the sideline, the ball had already flown in front of him.

In this case he had no choice.

A twist on the right foot for support.

Taking advantage of the situation, he kicked his left foot sideways and slammed the ball hard.

boom-

Like a shooting star!

The moment the ball came into contact with Huang Kevin's left foot, it deformed.

Then quickly flew to Inter's goal.

Toldo almost subconsciously flew to the side, but how could he resist the flying fairy?

The ultimate speed is almost instantaneous.

The extreme angle, the absolute dead angle.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the ball got into the junction of the beam and the column.

Toldo struggled to stretch his arms even more sadly.

"Kevin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Crudelli once again performed the stunt of running in the live room~www.novelbuddy.com~Kevin Goal! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! "

"Kevin's hat trick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Almost the same posture as Zidane in the 2002 Champions League final, Kevin scored a better goal."

"His movements are more stretched and more powerful than Zidane's, and he's shooting from a more tricky angle."

"I'm pretty sure the best Kevin is back today."

"Poor Toldo, he'll be in Kevin's goal count."

"Inter are a bunch of losers and Toldo is the poorest of the bunch."

"With four consecutive victories in a single season, Milan has created the history of the Milan derby."

"Kevin is the writer of history!"

Ancelotti rushed to the sidelines.

Half squatting and squatting, his arms clenched fists violently.

Shevchenko hurried up to celebrate, faster than Kaka.

"So pretty, Kevin."

"This ball is so easy, how did you do it?"

"Is it a fool?" Kaka also joined in for fun.

Huang Kevin, who was hugged by his teammates, was also excited.

But at this time.

He saw a bunch of fireworks being thrown from the stands.

It's like blowing a horn.

The debris from the sky began to fall.

Depressed for a long time, Inter fans finally found an outlet.

The powder keg finally exploded!