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Chapter 204 Let's Pop Some Champagne (Please Subscribe)

Lei Dong and a few others quickly covered the area.

However, Maldini was in excellent form today. He accelerated past Gary Neville and dribbled the ball across the halfway line, with three Manchester United players chasing behind him.

Maldini maintained a lead of about half a meter, making it impossible for defenders to deal with him.

Van Basten and Simeone in the middle have drawn away most of the defense, so Maldini, who has the ball, will not face direct defense.

This situation is already quite dangerous.

Ferguson stood on the sidelines, having forgotten to chew his gum.

Bounce the ball, then bounce it again.

Maldini kept flicking the ball away and then accelerating, dribbling diagonally towards the Manchester United penalty area.

Just outside the penalty area, Gary Neville finally caught up with Maldini and collided with him. However, Maldini then passed the ball to the right wing, where Van Basten, who had made a run into the box, received the ball, avoided Schmeichel, and sent it into the empty net.

"Marco!!!"

A huge cheer erupted from the away fans' stands.

Van Basten stepped up to help them level the score.

“GoalGoalGoalGoalGoal!”

Cruderi shouted excitedly, "Paolo Maldini! Paolo Maldini!!!"

"After shaking off Dejan, Maldini sprinted 70 meters to assist Van Basten, helping us equalize. Dejan is indeed one of the best players in the world, but thankfully we have Marco Van Basten and Paolo Maldini!!!"

Van Basten and Maldini rushed together towards the away fans' section.

They were also very excited to help the team tie the score.

Lu Deyang slowly walked towards the midfield.

Today's match really gave him a pleasant surprise.

I never expected that Paul Ma would be a liar.

Only Lu Qiuwang is relatively magnanimous.

Otherwise, he could simply find someone with a similar build to impersonate him, take photos of the affair, and submit them to The Sun.

However, as a good friend, a good brother, and a partner of justice, Lu Deyang felt it was his responsibility to make Paolo Maldini realize that lying was wrong, especially on the field, where one must win everything with their own strength.

I wonder how many times I'll have to get past Maldini today before he finally realizes what's happening.

Capello smiled and applauded the players on the field.

His movements were unhurried and graceful.

It seems like everything is under control.

He hadn't expected the team to equalize so quickly.

However, recently, Capello has felt that since he's already scored a goal, he can't score another one if he gets excited, so he might as well maintain a good image in front of the TV.

With the development of television broadcasting, coaches' words and actions have become much more civilized than before.

Even the use of swear words has decreased significantly.

"I don't know what you're thinking. If you have brains, you're probably not much bigger than shrews. Even vultures wouldn't bother eating your brains because they're too damn small..."

He cursed in Scottish-accented English.

The performance of the Manchester United players was quite interesting.

Schmeichel looked directly at the sidelines and made eye contact with Ferguson.

Some veteran players also cast inquiring glances at them.

The younger players pretended not to hear and looked down at their toes.

"What kind of attacking opportunity would force you all to push forward? Steve, Dennis, and the two Garys, are you playing house? Even a full-back can pull off a solo run. If you keep performing like this, you might be called up by England to participate in the Low IQ Olympics. Anyone with a modicum of intelligence knows what to do..."

"The boss seems very angry."

Gary Neville said, shrinking his neck.

"It's alright, the boss is always like that."

Bruce patted his arm and said, "I'd be worried if he didn't swear."

"But the boss was still very excited today; it's hard to believe he's that old," Gary Pallister said with a laugh. "His voice is even louder than Peter's. Did he need to shout when he played as a striker?"

"Maybe it's because he calls for the ball loudly that his teammates pass him so many balls, and then he scored 45 goals in a season," Bruce said, covering his mouth.

Even knowing that Ferguson couldn't hear, she would still do it.

The two old men chuckled.

Gary Neville was trying not to laugh.

"It's okay, laugh."

Pallister said, "You should laugh even if you're always getting scolded, otherwise you'll have psychological problems."

After chatting for a while, Neville felt much more relaxed.

The players from both sides returned to the center circle to prepare for the kickoff.

Van Basten looked at Lu Deyang.

Lu Deyang smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Upon seeing this, Basten immediately grinned.

beep—

McClair kicked off and passed the ball across to Lu Deyang, who raised an eyebrow and looked toward AC Milan's left flank. He then flicked the ball with his right foot and started running.

Van Basten instinctively stretched out his foot, but Lu Deyang flicked the ball with his right foot and sent it to his left foot, easily dribbling past him with a fritter.

Boban and Desailly charged at Lu Deyang almost simultaneously.

They took possession of the ball and attacked their half right after the kickoff; it was somewhat disrespectful.

Lu Deyang was not careless either. While running diagonally, he flicked the ball back with the inside of his right foot. Scholes, who had anticipated this, was prepared in advance and met the ball with a volley without stopping it.

The ball sailed over Boban's head and landed behind him. Lu Deyang turned and jumped lightly, using his chest to tip the ball over, and Maldini blocked the position from behind.

Snapped--

After landing, Lu Deyang stepped on the ball with his right foot and pulled it back, using his ankle to try to shoot at Maldini's legs, but unexpectedly, Maldini closed his legs together.

Fortunately, Lu Deyang turned around quickly and stepped on the ball.

"You're really stingy."

Maldini said.

"Don't use the same trick on me twice!"

Yu Guangzhong spotted Desailly, and Lu Deyang knew what Ma Baoluo was planning.

He quickly swept his right foot across the ball, performed a half stepover, and then flicked the ball towards the left wing.

Maldini moved immediately, but Lu Deyang was faster.

The ball reached his left foot, and he immediately flicked it with his toe, sending it behind Maldini.

Snapped--

Lu Deyang accelerated up the wing and blocked Maldini's path by the time Maldini turned around.

The two of them tangled together as they rushed toward the finish line.

Lu Deyang wanted to cross the ball, but Maldini kept shifting his weight onto him, preventing him from turning to the side.

As he got closer and closer to the bottom line, Lu Deyang knew he couldn't wait any longer.

He pretended to turn to the side again, and Maldini indeed increased his strength to restrict his movements.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lu Deyang took a big step and stepped on the baseline. Then he quickly adjusted his center of gravity, twisted his body, and slammed his left instep hard, falling onto the grass.

The ball rolled toward Maldini, who had no time to adjust before poking it out of bounds.

Paolo Maldini glanced down at Lu Deyang.

Unexpectedly, they still gave us a corner kick.

Lu Deyang's movements were too fast, and this time, by losing his balance and falling to the ground, he was able to prevent the ball from hitting his calf again.

That was handled very well.

Even if Van Basten were in charge, he couldn't have handled it any better.

Sometimes Maldini wondered why Lu Deyang had so many ideas in his head.

Talent is innate, but football intelligence is not.

David Beckham ran forward with some anticipation, while Lu Deyang waved and shouted with a smile, "I'll do it, let's teach them a lesson."

Beckham then walked towards the penalty area.

Lu Deyang's presence at the corner flag area intensified the battle within the penalty area, making the fight even more intense than before.

"Be careful, it's hard to guess what Dejan is thinking."

Maldini said.

"You just need to stay further away from the goal," Rossi said, pointing towards the goal. "If he shoots directly with you guys positioned like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to jump."

Maldini quickly moved his feet.

There is indeed this possibility.

Baresi stood in front of Redondo.

The two have a long-standing relationship in Serie A.

As the referee signaled, Lu Deyang stepped forward with his left foot and then flicked his right foot out.

boom--

The ball was very fast, and most importantly, it wasn't far from the baseline, so it flew directly towards the goal.

Sebastian Rossi was also startled; what he feared most had come to pass.

It wasn't a direct shot, but it was more complicated than a direct shot.

A pass that's so close to the goal line can easily go in if you're not careful, and could even result in an own goal.

There was no space at all on the left pillar, so he quickly shifted his center of gravity, ready to get off at any moment.

McClair flicked the ball on with his head at the near post, making Rossi almost curse, as the ball headed straight for the far corner of the goal.

At the crucial moment, Costacurta threw himself out and blocked the header with his side. Rossi tried to extend his leg but was a step too slow. Fortunately, Desailly turned and kicked the ball out of bounds.

Rossi breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little itchy.

He moved his hands inside the gloves and was surprised to find that in just a few dozen seconds, his hands were sweating a lot. He would have to find a chance to take off the gloves and wipe them later.

Neville threw the ball out, Beckham hesitated for a moment before Maldini snatched it away with his foot.

Maldini had barely started moving when Keane's flying tackle was already upon him.

Maldini could only jump to avoid the tackle.

He landed and was about to launch a counterattack when Redondo seized the opportunity, reached out from the side, took the ball, and passed it back to Bruce.

Bruce, back in his half, didn't rush and prepared to calm down.

Manchester United played at an unusually fast pace today, constantly pushing down the flanks when they had the ball. If they don't score, they're more likely to be caught on the counter-attack.

The opponent happens to be the Italian team, which is best at counter-attacking.

This made him feel bad.

His long experience playing football told him that he had to find a way to improve the current situation.

The players from both sides slowly returned to their positions, and Steve Bruce glanced around before opting for a long pass to the right wing.

Beckham turned to the side as Boban knocked the ball down with his back to him.

After falling to the ground, he immediately raised his calf and struck Boban, who then fell to the ground.

The players from both teams prepared to go up and check.

As soon as Beckham stood up, referee Crassiuscu immediately showed him a red card.

Scholes was completely dumbfounded.

"Referee, this isn't a red card, is it?"

Redondo stated directly, "They fouled first."

"The red card for the retaliatory foul is justified," the referee said.

"He lost his temper this time, but wasn't he being a bit too harsh on a young player?"

Lu Deyang stopped the referee and said.

"I..." The referee changed his tone and explained when he saw Lu Deyang: "That's how the rules are. Retaliatory fouls will result in a red card. There's nothing I can do about it."

Lu Deyang nodded, turned around, and jogged to catch up with Beckham.

Beckham, who had just turned 20, was clearly terrified.

Standing on the sidelines, hesitant to move forward, he could only shed tears of grievance.

"Don't worry, the coach won't blame you."

Lu Deyang put his arm around his shoulder and said.

"But……"

"There are no 'buts,' and we won't lose the championship." Lu Deyang reached out to wipe away his tears and said, "I've never lost before, and I don't plan to lose to them today either."

"Deyang..."

Beckham shed more and more tears.

Lu Deyang patted him on the back and pushed him toward the sidelines.

Ferguson handed the towel to Beckham.

"Boss?"

Beckham looked up in surprise.

Ferguson forced a smile and said, "Go back and take a shower, it's alright."

Beckham then walked toward the players' tunnel.

He was afraid that if he stayed on the sidelines, the whole world would see him shed tears.

Kidd handed the water bottle to Lu Deyang, who rinsed his mouth and stood on the sidelines.

"How is it, Deyang?"

Ferguson asked.

"Don't worry, Coach, we will win!"

Lu Deyang swallowed a mouthful of water and said with a smile.

Eight white teeth gleamed under the light.

Ferguson was stunned.

This child has never lacked confidence.

Looking at Lu Deyang's back, he suddenly had a somewhat absurd thought: Lu Deyang should shoot a toothpaste commercial; his teeth are really good-looking.

"Cheer up, everyone. We're at a disadvantage now. Our opponent is AC Milan."

Lu Deyang clapped his hands and shouted.

"Dejan is right, but even if there are ten of them, they shouldn't think they can beat us easily!"

Schmeichel roared from the backfield.

The Danish goalkeeper has never lacked fighting spirit.

Earning tens of thousands of yuan a month is extremely important to him.

Anyone who wants to ruin his wonderful life will have to step over his dead body first.

Even Scholes raised his hand.

It's as if Manchester United is in the lead.

Even a young Neville was a tough guy.

A team with not a single coward among its ten players puts the fans at ease.

"What a troublesome opponent."

Franco Baresi said.

"That's more interesting, isn't it?"

Paolo Maldini said with a smile.

Although beating Lu Deyang is difficult, it is this kind of competition that excites him.

It felt like every cell in my body was about to burst out, and my blood started to heat up.

Competitive sports.

The most important thing is competition!

Challenging powerful opponents, giving it your all, and striving for victory – that is the meaning of competitive sports.

Maldini stood at the spot where the foul occurred, ready to take the free kick.

Boban reached out his hand from the front.

Maldini was about to pass the ball when he noticed an opening on Donadoni's side, and immediately launched a long pass.

The ball traveled from the left flank straight to the right attacking third. Donadoni easily controlled the ball and, without giving the Manchester United players any chance to adjust, lobbed it towards the penalty area. Van Basten, in the middle, with his back to the goal, raised his leg backward and flicked the ball into the left side of the goal.

Schmeichel had no options at all.

"It's turned around!!!"

"Marco Van Basten!!!!" "After scoring, he and Simeone both covered their heads. Our two strikers couldn't even believe that Van Basten had scored such a brilliant scorpion kick. From Maldini's pass to Van Basten's goal, it only took two passes."

"1:2!"

"It now looks like the scales of victory are tipping in AC Milan's favor. Beckham's substitution did have some impact on Manchester United. They looked to be in good spirits, but then their defense showed weaknesses. This beautiful goal will be a further blow to Manchester United's morale."

"However, I still want to remind you that the best approach right now is to stick to defense. Dejan is never one to give up easily. As long as we keep counter-attacking, we can win the championship even if we maintain this score!"

"Krudelli shouted excitedly."

While excited, he didn't forget to remind AC Milan.

Lu Deyang is not someone to be trifled with.

Capello clearly thought so too.

He hadn't addressed the team when they were behind, but now he cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Be careful, don't make mistakes, don't think you can push forward just because Manchester United are outnumbered, you must prioritize defense!!!"

Compared to the players.

Capello once wanted to coach Lu Deyang.

He was more worried about Lu Deyang.

The more you learn about him, the more you realize how strong Number Seven is.

Whether it's scoring 5 goals in 9 minutes or creating 4 goals in 8 minutes as a substitute, it demonstrates how terrifying Lu Deyang can be when he explodes in a short period of time.

Even if it's already been 90 minutes, let alone 30 minutes, he wouldn't dare to be careless.

"How to do?"

Keane asked, hands on his hips.

"What do you mean, what to do? Just keep playing like this."

Redondo said nonchalantly, "We'll tie it in a bit, then we'll wait to lift the trophy."

Keane's eyes widened.

This guy is incredibly arrogant!
Redondo raised his head and gestured with his chin towards Lu Deyang, who was walking towards the right wing, saying, "Just wait, today's match won't end so easily."

Keane also looked at Lu Deyang.

Even knowing that Lu Deyang had never lost, he didn't have the same confidence as Redondo.

The opponent is AC Milan, not some small Premier League team.

Even for a powerhouse of this caliber, Lu Deyang probably wouldn't be able to easily reverse the disadvantage on the field.
"Slow down, Brian."

Lu Deyang reminded him.

McClair still passed the ball to Lu Deyang.

Lu Deyang turned and passed the ball back to Keane.

Keane immediately gave it to Redondo.

Marco Simone rushed forward very quickly; he was clearly still somewhat excited.

They wanted to take advantage of Manchester United's red card to extend their lead.

However, Redondo was very steady on his feet and easily avoided Simeone's foot with a dribble.

Scholes instinctively wanted to head towards the middle lane, but then realized that Lu Deyang had already returned to the middle lane, so he quickly returned to the side lane.

He still prefers to play in a position closer to the center.

Redondo wasn't in a hurry and continued to pass the ball around in his own half, waiting for Keane to pass it back before finally setting up Irwin, who was making a run forward.

Manchester United have always been stronger in attack down the left flank.

Even if Lu Deyang isn't on the left wing, Erwin will still push forward to participate in the attack.

Donadoni was easily beaten, but Panucci immediately rushed forward to cover.

Irwin looked up at Scholes and passed the ball across to the middle with his left foot, leaving Panucci with nowhere to run.

By the time Panucci turned and charged toward Ludjohnsen, intending to double-team him with Albertini, Ludjohnsen had already received the ball and started his run.

Desailly kept his center of gravity low as he retreated, and Lu Deyang immediately feigned a start by shifting his weight with his left foot.

As soon as the Frenchman moved, Lu Deyang immediately passed the ball diagonally with his left foot.

boom--

"Beautiful! Dejan's through ball found behind Costacurta, and Scholes rushed into the penalty area... Rossi, the goalkeeper got there first and smothered the ball."

"It has to be said that Dejan always seemed very relaxed when he played on the field. He could immediately launch an attack with just a simple move. Even in front of two defensive midfielders, he easily broke through AC Milan's defense with a through ball. Perhaps this is the source of Ferguson's confidence."

"Rossi got up and saw his teammate calling for the ball. He immediately threw the ball out and launched a quick counter-attack. Van Basten!!!! Irwin was not in his position. Van Basten received the ball on the right wing and made a long run. He was one-on-one with the goalkeeper... Goal!!! Van Basten completed his hat-trick."

"1-3, Manchester United are down by two goals. The impact of Beckham's red card is showing. Being down a midfielder gives the opponent more space. AC Milan's goals today were all initiated with long passes, while Manchester United were playing ground passing."

"Yes, but the most important thing is to score goals no matter what method you use. There are still a few minutes left in the first half, so Manchester United had better play it safe."

This score.

Ferguson's confidence also began to waver.

He wouldn't be afraid if it were eleven against eleven.

However, with one less player, the midfield inevitably gives the opponent more space.

One ball doesn't prove anything, but what about two balls?

"Brian, shall we make a substitution?"

Ferguson asked.

"Should I have Ryan warm up?"

Kidd asked instinctively.

"Ha..." Ferguson laughed in exasperation. He pointed at the scoreboard and said, "What hope is there if we take Dejan out at this point? I mean, should we bring McClair out to strengthen the defense?"

"That's up to you."

Kidd said, "Your decision is always right."

Ferguson rolled his eyes and vowed to find a more opinionated teaching assistant in the future.

"Paul, go back to playing central midfield!"

Ferguson shouted to the field.

Since there's space in midfield, let Scholes drop back.

From the left flank to the middle and then to the right flank, the attack can rely solely on Lu Deyang.

At this point, it's actually better not to let McClair off the court.

Someone needs to cover Lu Deyang in front.

After figuring it out, Ferguson was no longer in a hurry.

In front of the television, Francisco Totti clenched his fists, wishing he could jump into the TV and team up with Lu Deyang.

If he were on the field, he certainly wouldn't have gotten a red card so easily.

That David Beckham guy really can't tell what's important; he's acting irrationally in such a crucial match.

Such teammates are simply dragging Lu Deyang down.

After Scholes dropped back, Manchester United focused more on defense.

Everyone now knows that we need to drag the game into halftime for adjustments.

Therefore, the Manchester United players were very cautious. Except for McClair and Ludwig, everyone was positioned at least 5 meters further back than at the start of the game.

In the 48th minute, Donadoni received the ball on the right wing and attacked Manchester United's defense again. Irwin was quick to defend and made a sliding tackle.

Redondo also quickly went over to try and confine Donadoni to the vicinity of the corner flag area.

The referee had his whistle in his mouth and was looking down at his watch.

Be ready to blow the whistle for halftime at any time.

Donadoni suddenly turned and passed the ball back.

Albertini, who came up to receive the ball near the top corner of the penalty area, caught up with it and took a shot without even adjusting.

boom--

It was so sudden! A long-range shot from the flank of the penalty area was of extremely high quality. Schmeichel reacted quickly at close range, diving to his side, but still couldn't stop the shot.

beep—

The goal stands.

The referee then blew the whistle for halftime.

boom--

The away fans' stands erupted in cheers.

"Demi!"

"Demi!"

"Demi!"

The Rossoneri couldn't even believe that such a dream half could happen.

They were able to take a 4-1 lead over Lu Deyang's team.

AC Milan players tried to control their excitement and celebrate simply.

"Get up."

Lu Deyang walked into the small penalty area, bent down, and stretched out his hand.

Schmeichel grabbed his hand but didn't dare to pull too hard, but Lu Deyang pulled her up directly.

The Dane stared wide-eyed.

Oh shit!

Is he that strong?
"It's only halfway through, stop pretending to be dead."

Lu Deyang punched Schmeichel in the thick arm and laughed, "We'll fight back in the second half, so don't drag us down."

"Ha, I wouldn't do that. You'd better remind them!"

Schmeichel said, head held high.

It is as tall as ten meters.

"Really?"

Gary Neville asked somewhat dejectedly, "Can we really do it?"

"Of course, if other Premier League teams can do it, we certainly can too."

Lu Deyang said with a smile.

Gary Neville scratched his head, wondering which Premier League team had come back from a three-goal deficit at halftime.

Manchester United's morale isn't very high.

Milan, of course, all had smiling faces.

Maldini grinned from ear to ear as he and Baresi walked toward the tunnel, both laughing.

"Paul, remember not to open the champagne."

Lu Deyang said from behind.

"Huh? What?"

Maldini stopped and asked.

"It's alright." Lu Deyang smiled, patted his shoulder, and walked into the players' tunnel.

……

Entering the locker room.

Manchester United players were very happy to have been drawn as a home team.

After all, the facilities at the home stadium are better.

However, at this moment, the comfortable bench seemed to be nailed down, and everyone was fidgeting uncomfortably.

David Beckham, in particular, sat in the corner with his back slumped, as if afraid of being noticed.

Ferguson entered the locker room and quietly closed the door.

Just when everyone thought he was about to explode, Ferguson smiled and said, "Today's game was a little different from what I expected, but you don't need to blame yourselves too much. You've already tried your best."

A few seconds later, Ferguson did not speak again.

Steve Bruce said, forcing himself to speak, "Boss, why don't you say a few more words?"

Did I say that?

Ferguson laughed and said, "I really don't know what to say. In my opinion, you have no problem. It's just that AC Milan is the better team, that's all."

"Boss!!!"

Irwin was almost in tears.

This was the first time he had ever seen Ferguson like this.

After looking around the locker room, Ferguson said, "I didn't mean to say that, but it's really tough for us with ten men. Some people want to talk about David's red card, but let's not discuss that. We're a team, and everyone makes mistakes. What we need to do now is find a way to fix things."

"Then what do we do, boss?"

"Gary Neville asked."

Ferguson pulled over the tactics board, scribbled the formations of both sides on it with a pen, and said, "I'll bring Ings on in the second half. We'll play with three defensive midfielders. I don't need you to perform well in attack, but remember this: make sure Van Basten doesn't get the ball. Cut off his passing lanes. As long as he can't get the ball, AC Milan's threat will be greatly reduced, understand?"

"understood!!!"

"Dennis, you must pass the ball out whenever you have the chance. And Fernando, everyone outside says our attack relies solely on Dejan. Let them see what we can achieve with Dejan!"

Ferguson waved his hand and said.

"give it to me!"

Lu Deyang said with a smile.

After Ferguson made some adjustments, the atmosphere in the locker room became less oppressive.

Only David Beckham huddled in a corner, pretending to be invisible.

No one went to comfort him.

This situation cannot be resolved with just a few words.

If they can't win, Beckham will probably live with self-blame for a long time.

"Deyang, is there anything you'd like to say?"

"Steve Bruce asked."

Lu Deyang, who was eating a banana, quickly swallowed it and said, "You're the captain, buddy. What do I have to say? Just go back on the field and play normally, and wait to celebrate winning the championship!"

Manchester United players: ...

Even Ferguson and Kidd stared wide-eyed.

They used to think Cantona was pretentious, that the Frenchman always found opportunities to prove he was superior.

Looking at it now, Cantona isn't even worthy of carrying Lu Deyang's shoes in this respect.

Scholes' eyes sparkled.

I just think Lu Deyang is so handsome!
He can still say such things when they're down by three goals.

Redondo wasn't surprised at all. Lu Deyang had been playing for so many years, and even the fully-formed Three Musketeers, Three Horsemen, and South American Three Musketeers had never won a single match against Lu Deyang.

Van Basten is very strong.

But it can't be more powerful than the Three Musketeers together, right?
Away game locker room.

"We still need to be careful in the second half. Simeone will be coming off soon, so we need to strengthen our defense and limit Dejan." Capello pointed to the tactics board and said, "Don't relax at all, neither physically nor mentally. Your opponent holds the records for the fastest hat-trick in Serie A, the fastest hat-trick in the Premier League, and the fastest five goals in the Champions League. He doesn't need forty-five minutes; he only needs five minutes to wipe out our lead. Do you understand, gentlemen?"

"understand!"

Haven't you eaten?

Capello asked somewhat dissatisfaction, "If someone can't keep up, just say so, and I'll substitute them!"

"clear!!!"

Capello nodded in satisfaction.

"Fabio is really strict."

"Costacurta said in a low voice."

"After all, the opponent is Dejan, Billy."

Maldini sighed.

Even though he's leading by three goals, he's still a little worried.

That man's strength is terrifying.

“Yes.” Costacurta nodded.

Since becoming a key player for AC Milan in 89, Lu Deyang has been his biggest nightmare.

He and Tassotti were riddled with bullets along the way.

Even if his partner were changed to Panucci, Costacurta felt it wouldn't change anything.

"Let's go, Paul, break time is over."

Costacurta patted Maldini and said.

Maldini nodded and stood up, then followed him toward the door. He glanced back at the champagne on the table and licked his lips, wondering what Lu Deyang meant.

Strangely enough, after Lu Deyang reminded him, Maldini became very concerned about the two bottles of champagne on the table...

(End of this chapter)