Chapter 709 Don't be afraid of death, just come

Gak...squeak--!!!

The fiery red Mercedes-Benz Bosu S68 has a beautiful tail in the parking lot of the front door of a luxury villa in the western suburbs of Milan. The black tires left four intertwined marks on the ground and parked steadily in the No. 8 parking space!

The door opens.

A guy wearing sunglasses covering most of his face and a black windbreaker came out of the car, and the wind on the outskirts of Milan raised his windbreaker:

"Oh, auspicious numbers..."

He looked at the sign of parking space No. 8, smiled, and turned his head to the driver who had come out of the car and complained, "However, little shadow, I think you should change your driving style. You know, there is a charming pregnant woman in the car now!"

The yellow driver, known as the 'little shadow', is also dressed in a black windbreaker and sunglasses. He is about 1.9 meters tall. His open suit and white shirt show his strong muscles. The inverted triangle's body shape is always emanating and tough. He heard that the boss called it again despite his strong opposition. Wu Xiongzhuang's self was a 'little shadow' like a small white flower. He turned his eyelids helplessly and turned around to leave a back to the boss in the cold wind, indicating his disdainful... At this time, someone came out of the car again - Wang Qinghe wore a pair of dark green sunglasses on his face, wearing a light coat, and came out with a smile. Without looking at the two of them, he threw the bag in his hand to Li Tongfan, who was still 'complaining' about the driver, and walked to the door of the luxury villa.

There are many famous cars parked in the exaggerated parking lot before the villa.

The environment here is quiet, the air is fresh, and all kinds of evergreen plants are planted around. Although it is only a 30-minute drive from a bustling city like Milan, it faintly shows a sense of seclusion outside the world. And the person who lives in such a secluded place is not a super rich man, nor a big man with outstanding status - but a doctor!

This is the personal clinic of Robert Lee, a famous private doctor in Italy and even throughout Europe. Robert Lee is a very legendary figure in the circle, and his rise is even comparable to [God on the side of the football field] madman Lee!

Ten years ago, he was just an intern at a small pastry shop in Milan. He was unknown, but later he didn't know what happened to him. He suddenly turned into a doctor and became famous in a short time, with unique treatments and remarkable The effect soon became famous in the whole circle. It is said that even Italian Prime Minister Berlusconi came to see a doctor in person. However, this person has a strange temper and is extremely low-key. The patients he receives are not rich or noble, and they never go out for medical visits. In addition, the medical fee is ridiculously high, so ordinary people do not know that there is such a medical genius in the suburbs of Milan.

What's more commendable is that Robert Lee's learning range is amazing.

He can use some strange ways to treat some difficult and miscellaneous diseases with physiological surnames. He can use a scalpel to complete all kinds of precise and tedious surgical operations. Even gynecology is very proficient. As long as he nodded and expressed his willingness to receive patients, there has been no uncurable treatment so far. And this is obviously the reason why countless authoritative and rich people are respectful to him. After all, even the peerless people who are powerful all over the world have fallen ill and die. When they make friends with such an unpredictable artistic wizard, they may not know when they will save your life.

Li Tongfan brought Wang Qinghe here today to do a complete inspection.

After all, Wang Qinghe once had an operation because of a malignant tumor. Although he has recovered smoothly, his body has been very weak. Considering that pregnancy and childbirth may cause damage to his wife's health, Li Tongfan has always adhered to the Ding Keism and basically cut off the plan to have children. If it really doesn't work, he will adopt a few children at that time. In Lao Li's opinion, it is actually the same. But a few days ago, Wang Qinghe suddenly told Lao Li that she was pregnant... After experiencing a quarrel and insisting on giving up, the two finally came to the clinic of [Legendary Doctor] Robert Lee at the advice of his private family doctor Howard, hoping that the famous authority in this circle could give a Accurate explanation - whether Wang Qinghe's current physical condition can get pregnant and have children.

So, under Howard's bridge, he made an appointment in advance. Today, Lao Li took advantage of the league break to take his wife to the clinic of [Legendary Doctor].

To be honest, Lao Li also has a strong interest in this [legendary doctor], which is privately called 'Lee, a madman in the medical field' by many people in the circle. After listening to the introduction of Howard, a private doctor, he had an impulse to meet Robert Lee.

Li Tongfan stood at the door of the villa with great interest and looked at it.

This is a villa with an obvious medieval pastoral castle style.

The only thing that is strange is that at the conical top of the top of the central main building, there is not a uniform cross in this similar style building in the Apennine country, but a very simple and thick... Taiji pattern!

"It's actually this pattern, it's embarrassing..."

Li Tongfan had a strange idea in his heart.

Enter the villa.

The expression on Li Tongfan's face was even more strange.

Wang Ying, the bodyguard who was called the 'little shadow' by Lao Li, also shrugged his shoulders and looked at Lao Li, with a little surprise in his eyes.

The interior decoration of the villa is not like a hospital at all, but more like the emperor's palace, which is extremely luxurious. There are only a few indicators in Chinese, Italian and English to vaguely understand that this is actually a clinic.

Of course, these are not surprising reasons.

What really surprised the two of them was that the decoration of the villa was full of a strong Chinese style. Whether it was the ink painting of "high mountains and flowing water met a bosom friend" hanging on the wall, or the giant fortune cat swaying left and right in the middle of the hall and the statue of Guan Erye dragging the Qinglong Yanyue knife, all made Lao Li and Wang Ying have a kind of surprise. However, the time and space have changed to a private apartment in China.

Although the fortune cat and the second brother Guan are put together, coupled with the ink paintings with different meanings on the wall... This kind of collocation is a little nondescript. It is simply vulgar to put it in it, but here, it makes me feel a strong sense of mystery!

Wang Qinghe's face has always had a charming smile.

The three of them went to the service desk to report the appointment number, and a blonde, blue-eyed tall and hot Italian young girl took Wang Qinghe to the second floor on the built-in elevator. Lao Li and Wang Ying were asked to wait patiently in the guest area below.

"Wow, this Robert Lee can really enjoy it!"

Wang Ying did not sit down. He leaned on a decorative pillar carved with Panlong Xianrui behind Lao Li and whistled: "It's all young and beautiful girls... The staff here, there is no man except Robert Li?" Although his tone was full of ridicour, his eyes were wary of observing every position in the hall. As a retired elite old man of the most mysterious special forces in the past, Wang Ying, who was good at sniping and fighting, was definitely a competent bodyguard and was hired as Li Tongfan Bao together. Others in the bodyguard have mentioned that Wang Ying even served as a temporary bodyguard for some senior leaders in China when he was in service. It can be seen that his ability is so strong that he is worthy of Lao Li's salary of $5,000 a day.

Li Tongfan actually noticed it.

In the whole villa hall, except for the few male surnames waiting in the guest area, the staff I saw in 15 minutes were indeed all young female surnames, and their appearance and figure were extremely excellent. They all swayed with the strong breath of youth. What's more, the beautiful women here have all kinds of skin colors and They all have nationalities, and some have obvious mixed-race characteristics, including Chinese women with black hair and yellow skin.

"MLGBD!"

As a man with a normal surname orientation, Lao Li was unabashedly jealous and envious. He cursed in a low voice: "Robert Lee... If this guy said that he was not a pervert, I guess his mother would not believe it..."

The waiting time is not boring.

Because in this process, the beautiful women in work uniforms in the villa also recognized Lao Li's identity. They rubbed their eyes in surprise, covered their mouths and exclaimed in a low voice, and then enthusiastically came to ask for autographs. Italy is a country with a very strong football atmosphere, like crazy Li in the football circle. The popularity of mythical figures is definitely not lower than that of the national prime minister.

It seems that [Legendary Doctor] Robert Lee is not very strict with his staff. The beautiful women move casually except that they are not loud. Because there is a limit on the number of patients received here every day, their work is not busy, and they look more like vacationing in a villa. For a moment, Lao Li was surrounded by a group of Yingying Yanyan. The girls smiled and took a picture with Lao Li and asked some interesting questions... Bodyguard Wang Ying curled his lips disdainfully.

But the smile and saliva at the corners of his mouth betrayed his inner thoughts.

Among the eight bodyguards hired by Lao Li, Wang Ying belongs to the most cheerful surname, which is quite a little funny and dusty, which is similar to Li Tongfan's surname. Therefore, in general, in some informal occasions, Lao Li is also willing to take this guy with him, unlike many other families, which is very boring.

"Hi, Li, does your middle finger really have the magic of curse?"

"Linda and I both think you look cool in a windbreaker..."

"Li, you know, after hearing the news of your marriage, Selena cried sadly all night, because she has always been secretly in love with a successful man like you who is full of miracles..."

"I'm going to die. Aren't you the same? Have you been sad for a month?"

"While Miss Wang Qinghe is away, Li, can I kiss you secretly?

"This is my phone number..."

The girls' voices are like the Cuiming of the quiet empty valley orion, pleasant and fresh, hot topics and confessions. Lao Li soon became a little 'difficult to accept the grace of the beauty'... At this moment--"It's better for young people. It's really enviable to be so popular with beautiful female surnames..."

In the distance, a hoarse voice came with a sharp and hazy voice. Although the content of the words seems to be exclaiming and praising, it is more like provocative to say it in a tone like a steel needle rubbing on the glass.

Wang Ying frowned.

He changed his combat power almost in an instant. His feet spread diagonally, and his breathing began to adjust slowly and urgently. His whole body was like a peerless treasure bow that had been pulled open to the full moon, exuding a deadly breath, and he could make a deadly and bloody attack in an instant.

Li Tongfan's face has also changed.

In the distance of the hall, [Cardinal outside the football field] Moji was walking towards the guest area accompanied by two men in black. On Moji's bare forehead, the place where he was injured by the falling ceiling in the VIP box of the New Alpine Stadium, has not yet fully healed, with a white cross potion miniature bandage. His complexion is not very good, and his face is a little white after recovering from a serious illness, which adds a kind of Insidious and fierce breath.

With his thin body, uncertain eyes and high towering nose, he is like a despicable wizard hiding in the dark, exuding a disgusting musty smell.

He came to see a doctor.

Moji is a man who cherishes his life.

The last time he suffered a little bleeding in his skull in the box of the New Alpine Stadium. After being discharged from the hospital, Moji was not worried about the diagnosis of ordinary experts. He made a special trip to the clinic of [Legendary Doctor] Robert Lee to make a diagnosis on the left.

He didn't expect that he would meet the madman Li here.

Moji smiled and walked in the direction of Lao Li.

His smile suddenly became full of sincerity, as if he was going to meet an old friend who had been separated for many years: "Young man, I think there is a misunderstanding between us... Maybe we can sit together and have a good drink. What do you think?"

Li Tongfan didn't sound like he had heard of it.

He didn't even look at Moji. He pulled up the jade hand of a Chinese girl with long dark hair like a waterfall beside him, and said with a smile, "Haha, let's take a picture together..." The beautiful girls gathered around with a smile, hugged Lao Li in the middle, and put out all kinds of cute POSE like swaying flowers and branches. The shutter of the camera is crisp, and a photo of many men I don't know how many men are born.

Moji was slightly stunned.

Behind him, an Italian man with a beard and a half an inch looked fierce, flashed with a trace of cold light, and he was about to move forward... Moji waved his hand and stopped the man.

At this time, Wang Ying had quietly stood in front of the right side of Li Tongfan's seat. His movements were like a civet cat. There was no sound at all, and his eyes were like knives, cutting on the bodies of Moji's three people.

"Young people, we are actually a kind of people. To be honest, although there were some misunderstandings before, I believe that there are no unsolvable problems in the world. Don't you think that maybe if the two of us cooperate..." Moji didn't do it at all because of Li Tong just now. Fan was embarrassed by his indifference. He persuaded patiently, and the smile on his face was sincere enough to touch Jack the Ripper.

But Li Tongfan was not moved at all.

He didn't even look at Moji.

The skinny and bald old man in front of him is actually one of the people that Li Tongfan hates. Especially after coming to Italian football, with a little more understanding of the country's football history, Lao Li's hatred for Moji deepened. This guy is simply a natural conspirast. For more than ten years in his holding [Zebra Legion] Juventus, he didn't know how many stadium geniuses were destroyed by attacking the gangster system and power channel, and I don't know how many people's dreams were destroyed. The Italians even named after him, using the [Moji System]. This word is used to describe the ugly phenomenon of Apennine football. Recently, what the Moji Group has done has been even more heinous - in order to reverse the case, while pointing the finger at Inter Milan, they actually aimed at the deceased [Blue and Black Troupe] former legend Facheti, and took the legendary old man to justice with all kinds of trumped excuses. The court, because the deceased could no longer defend herself... In the face of the threat, Facheti's widow Giovanna even had to ask the media for help, because she and her four children have been threatened and intimidated by Moji gangsters many times in the past period of time, making them choose to shut up and don't say no. This is the most shameless blasphemy of football.

When he was an ordinary fan for a long time, Li Tongfan, who hated such things in Chinese football, had reached an unspeakable level of disdain and hatred for Moji. Even at this moment, even if he said a word to this bald old guy, he would feel sick!

"...Young people, I think there are many places where I can help you. Isn't there a saying in China - 'Three people must be able to find their own teachers' when they walk? I have been living in football for many years... "Although the madman Li doesn't even raise his eyelids, Moji is still very patient.

Moji's patience even surprised the two big men behind him. These two have followed Moji for many years, and it is the first time they have seen the boss throw olive branches at others in such a low voice... "Little shadow, very noisy!"

Li Tongfan always turned the back of his head to Moji and waved his hand boredly, as if driving away a buzzing green-headed fly. Wang Ying took two steps forward, and the two big men behind Moji suddenly changed their faces. They felt the breath of danger from the man, as if a mountain pressed over in an instant, and the big man on the left protected Moji behind him... Wang Ying took another step forward, and his eyes flashed with a eager look. He said, "Three, please!"

Moji's face suddenly became very ugly.

The atmosphere is a little embarrassing and silent.

At this moment--Ding--!!

The crisp elevator opened the sound. A slender and quiet red-haired and cold-eyed beauty led Wang Qinghe out of the elevator. Everyone's eyes lit up. The girl who had taken a photo around Li Tongfan and asked for an autograph in the hall was already very beautiful, but in front of Wang Qinghe and the red-haired woman, Suddenly, it was dwarfed!

Moji's eyes lit up and his eyes swept away.

Wang Qinghe took off his coat and hung it on his arm. Under the black tight sweater, the curves were exquisite. Only the lower abdomen had a slight bulge, with a happy smile on his face, and his whole face was radiant and shining with unique charm.

A sneer suddenly hung from the corners of Moji's mouth.

"This woman... By the way, this woman should be the weakness of the crazy Li!"

Li Tongfan noticed Moji's look and waved his hand impatiently.

Wang Ying was understanding and powerful, and he forced two steps forward in a row.

At this time, even Moji felt the pressure of the strong Chinese man in front of him. A fool with well-developed limbs..." Moji didn't look at Wang Ying. Although Wang Ying seemed to be able to press him to death with one finger, such a character was the least threatening type for him. In Moji's view, violence was never the ultimate means to solve the problem, although he sometimes used violence. To some small things, but what really makes Moji feel a little scared is Li, the madman who stood up and greeted his wife with a smile. Although the guy is far less strong as the man in black in front of him, the magical power in his brain is even Moji, who is already full of legend. They all feel incredible, even scared!

People who are good at brains are the most terrible!

Moji waved his hand, turned around and left.

"In this case... Young man, I have to say that your choice makes me feel very sorry... The accusations of Inter Milan and Fachetti will continue, hahaha, I won't give up... Of course, I will still go to the scene to watch the next San Siro game. I guess your team I will definitely lose! You know, although I'm not the general manager of Juventus now, there are some things that anyone can say!"

Mogillo echoed in the hall with a sinister voice.

The two big men behind him stared at Wang Ying fiercely and turned back reluctantly.

But, suddenly--squeak--!!!

Intentionally or unintentionally, the big man on the right deliberately stumbled and kicked an iron chair under his feet. There was a series of harsh iron rubbing against the smooth stone ground. The chair slid quickly in the direction of Wang Qinghe, like a miniature tank, which seemed to be able to break the stone pillar at once... Cake!

Wang Qinghe can't avoid it.

Someone next to

has already screamed... at this very dangerous moment--wow--!

A dark shadow, and then with a click, someone rushed out of the oblique thorn. Before the iron chair was about to hit Wang Qinghe, he stretched out his foot and kicked the chair away... It was Wang Ying.

Bodyguard Wang Ying showed his value at the critical moment.

Li Tongfan's face is blue!

"That son of a bitch... It's definitely on purpose! Unforgivable!"

"Oh, oh, oh, I almost hit someone... Sorry, I didn't mean to!" The man who kicked the iron chair, with a joking smile on his face, turned around and apologized.

Wang Ying looked at Li Tongfan.

"Which, leg, kick, just, smash, break, that, leg!" Li Tongfan stretched out his hand to hold Wang Qinghe and protected his wife in front of him. He said word by word with a cold face.

Ga--!!

The harsh sound of the soles of leather shoes rubbing against the ground.

The Italian man didn't realize what the madman Li was talking about. His shrill voice sounded. Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and a sharp pain came from the push. He looked down in surprise and found that he had just kicked the calf bone of the iron chair and bent over at an angle that made him lose his soul... His eyes were dark, and he fainted without even screaming.

I don't know when Wang Ying has quickly moved in front of the big man, and he is slowly closing his legs with a windy POSE. Just now, it was his leg that couldn't cover his ears with lightning speed, and instantly broke his opponent's calf bone, and that leg was the big man who deliberately kicked the iron chair to Wang Qinghe's leg just now.

When Wang Ying was in service, he had a nickname called Yu's shadow, which was to describe his fast speed, fierce action, and even the figure was unpredictable. Although Mo Ji's entourage was proficient in boxing, he had undergone professional training and life-and-death grinding in the face of Wang Ying. The master is still more than one chance, and it will collapse at a touch!

Another big man's eyes were shocked, and it seemed that he couldn't believe everything he saw.

He was so shocked that he forgot to help his companion who fainted on the ground.

"It seems that the ceiling last time hasn't made you comfortable, Moji. If you are not afraid of death, come and watch the Milan derby!" This is the first thing Li Tongfan said to Moji from the beginning to the present.

It is full of cold threats and warnings.

Moji, who was stunned by his entourage, couldn't help but pause at this time. Finally, he couldn't help turning around and looking at the madman Li. He quickly recalled the front and back of the last time he was smashed in his mind, and an unconcealable shock flashed in his eyes.

I don't know how long ago this expression last appeared on Moji's face.

He felt afraid.

At this time, the performance of the beautiful staff in the hall made Lao Li and Wang Ying feel a trace of surprise.

There is no scream that pierces the eardrums.

People here seem to be used to similar scenes.

Soon, a beautiful woman in overalls skillfully wrapped her belt around the Italian man who fainted on the ground, and then the red-haired cold-eyed woman who accompanied Wang Qinghe came out of the elevator calmly said to Moji, "Today, Mr. Robert's number of visits has been completed. Your companion, I can't be here. I'm being treated!"

Moji seemed to have some scruples. He nodded and looked at Li Tongfan again. Finally, he turned around and left without saying a word. The man who fainted on the ground was held by his companions and left the hall.

No one called the police.

There is no panic.

It's as if nothing has happened.

It doesn't seem to be strange.

Li Tongfan had already made the worst plan. He thought about how to explain all this to the police who came to hear the sound... But now it seems that everything is useless.

"Mr., this is a hospital. Violence is not welcome!"

The cold woman in red saw Moji and his party leave and turned to Li Tongfan.

"Sorry!"

For people other than Moji, Li Tongfan seems to be very modest, not to mention that this time he is asking for others. For the sake of his wife, he has to give in.

The red-haired and cold woman was slightly stunned. It seemed that she didn't expect that even in the face of Moji, who had a headache for everyone, suddenly became so talkative.

She suddenly smiled: "Mr. Robert Lee admires you very much. He was supposed to come to see you, but the operation he received has not been completed yet. If you don't object, Mr. Robert Lee hopes to make an appointment with you to have a good chat."

"Oh?" Li Tongfan was a little surprised and said, "I also want to meet Li, a madman in the medical field. Maybe when the game is over on the 3rd, we can make an appointment to have a drink!" Li Tongfan left his contact information.

Wang Qinghe's inspection has been completed.

Lao Li thanked the beautiful women in the hall, left the villa and drove away.

The scenery outside the window fell quickly.

"How's it going?" Li Tongfan couldn't wait to ask.

Wang Qinghe smiled and handed an examination and analysis report to Lao Li: "[Legendary Doctor] believes that there is no problem and will not have any impact on adults and children. Are you relieved now?"

"Really?"

I don't know how many shocking moments Lao Li has experienced since his debut, but at this time, he is still a little excited and difficult to control himself. He took over the report and read it carefully three or four times in a row, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, oh, oh... I'm going to have little crazy Li, ah ha ha ha..."

A series of ghosts, crying and wolf howlings flew out of the Mercedes-Benz car, spreading happiness all the way.

............The time of the Milan derby is advancing day by day.

The atmosphere in the city of Milan is also constantly getting hot. The strong football atmosphere covers the whole fashion capital. Signs of derby can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. Before the war, the fashionable Milanese abandoned their previous gorgeous clothes and replaced them with blue and black or red and black. Sword striped shirt, the mascot of the two teams - the cartoon shape of the red sharp-eared little devil and the dragon-shaped snake head snake elf, can be seen everywhere!

The game has not yet started, and various 'programs' outside the field have been staged as scheduled.

The news of major media constantly reports the latest developments of blue and black and red black - 'Sneider's is in perfect condition', 'Pato's big four joy in the team's training', 'Matrazi will get the start in the game', 'Flamini's invitation to Allegri' and so on can be seen everywhere.

So far, the Milan derby has played a total of 273 games.

Before 1929, [Red and Black Legion] had always ruled the Battle of Milan Derby, and in the subsequent Great International era, [Blue and Black Legion] also made opponents taste the taste of failure.

Smoke, sparks, bayonets see red, people turn over... Considering the historical relationship between the two teams, since the birth of the Milan derby, the above are all indispensable scenery in the confrontation between the two teams. Even before the game, the hot atmosphere was difficult to hide, and this time was no exception. Under the deliberate provocation of the media in Italy and other countries in Europe, the atmosphere between the players of the two teams began to become tit-for-for-tat!

Moggi, the former general manager of Juventus, still stood firmly on the side of AC Milan.

"In my opinion, Crazy Lee's team is not worried. As long as they play normally, Allegri and the players can defend the dignity of the leader of Serie A... Moreover, AC Milan should understand that they must pay everything for victory, no matter what means they use, even if they are bleeding and injured, because if they lose the game, he We will lose the champion close at hand. Throughout the history of Serie A since its establishment, it is definitely the most unforgivable shame to be overtaken after leading so many points!"

Moggi's words pushed AC Milan to a dead end.

During this period, he kept making all kinds of remarks - "International Mira doesn't deserve to be the champion..."

"Moratti is the leader of Italy's biggest mafia..."

"Madman Li's record is indeed excellent, but his character is so bad that he is like Mourinho. No one likes him, and he can't get the respect of his opponents..."

"I think the whole of Italy should cheer for AC Mira, because the Italian Football Association owes AC Milan a league champion..."

He is like a mad dog with rabies, attacking the madman Lee and Inter Milan unscrupulously.

At the same time, [the cardinal outside the football field] seemed to be determined to bite Inter Milan. His team constantly filed lawsuits with the Italian sports court in various names, believing that Inter Milan was the real behind the phone door in the past. The former blue and black chairman Fachetti also accused the referee and the other by phone. The trend of victory or defeat of the game... His conspiracy has been achieved.

Inter Milan President Massimo Moratti received a subpoena again on April 2 and had to go to the sports court in Naples for a hearing, explaining the prosecution of some Mogi's team... And Inter Milan seemed to be really unlucky and encountered a little trouble during this period.

Soon the unfavorable news came out - Inter Milan's defense core [Rock] Samuel, who had just recovered from injury, was accidentally injured again during training and returned to his sickbed. And the iron man Cambiasso, who has rarely been absent, also temporarily stopped training with the team because of a thigh injury... Considering that in the last round of the league, Inter Milan was in a poor state against [Little Pepper] Lecce, many reporters and football experts think that maybe after a series of big victories, Inter Milan has finally inevitably entered a period of low state. Such a change is like a human physiological cycle for a team. AC Milan, who won a big score in the last game and is at the peak of the state, is obviously at the peak of the state. Perhaps they really have the opportunity to defeat the mythical coach madman Li. Yes!

If you can step on the body of the madman Li to win the championship, then AC Milan in the 2010-2011 season will always be remembered by the world and become another legend.

This will be a miracle... April 3rd.

In the midst of thousands of calls, this day has finally arrived.

Since the morning, the main streets of Milan have been overwhelmed by the crowds of red, black and blue and black. Fans from Italy and even European countries are like swarms of bees that have found honey and gathered in Milan. Because the significance of the game is really great, in order to avoid radical fans making trouble off the field, Milan The number of city street patrols and plainclothes has increased fourfold. Even so, some streets have lit up smoke in advance, and there are many fights in bars. On the streets of Milan, even if you see unfaced strangers wearing their opponents' jerseys, crazy fans will see He looked at him angrily like an enemy!

It's time in the afternoon.

There is less than an hour left before the start of the game.

The two teams have not yet come to the stadium.

But San Siro's stands are already overcrowded.

No one is sitting in the stands. The fans frantically waved all the awakening words in their hands. The South Stand is the territory of AC Milan fans, while the North Stand is the exclusive area for Inter Milan fans. From the sky, the great San Siro Stadium is like being divided into two from the middle by something. Blue Black and red and black look so distinct!

April 3rd is San Siro, this is the battlefield!

Live and die in World War I!

Heroes in World War I!

The king of World War I!

World War I... Glory will belong to the only winner!

And what Li Tongfan wants to know is Moji, this [Cardinal outside the football field]. Do you have the courage to come to San Siro's box to watch the game?

(to be continued)