Chapter 953

Zhuoyang was standing there, with an enigmatic look of a Chinese kungfu master. He was surrounded by Tornatore, a miserable electrician. One of them was a fist shaking man, the other was a bloodthirsty man. The thirty or so people in Rome were shocked by them.

Chief and vice captain Totti and Chivu pull a mex and Panucci. If things go on any longer, it will be impossible to end. The trouble will be big.

"Don't fight with your mother. I'll turn my face. Zhuoyang, you too, stop. " Totty's beard was all in a hurry.

"Franco, so far, we have a relationship. Then you have to stop me like that, and the friendship will be gone. " Zhuoyang's eyes shot a fine light: "I'll fight with you!"

And he said to Chivu, "Chris, you too."

Totti: "you..."

After all, Zhuo Yang's shoulders are heavy and his body is shaking, so he has to show his skill. This time, it's not like just fighting in groups, so we won't die. But someone must lie down. The more stubborn people are, the more they will break their arms and legs.

At the critical moment, all of a sudden, no.3410 people rushed in from the passage, and AC Milan came back.

Maldini listened to Zhuoyang and tonatore briefly tell the story. The middle-aged horse team with a small white face was as black as a pot, and the AC Milan soldiers had surrounded the Romans. Here is San Siro. A large number of staff came here after hearing the news. They are all young people. They are wearing white overalls with Milan logo on their chest.

"Come on! Close the door! " At Maldini's command, the four fire rolling gates at both ends of the passage "crashed" down, and the place where the two sides gathered became temporarily isolated from the world.

"Pinch the camera!" Workers will be pulling the line soon.

The Milan people have stared blood red, let people bully at the door, when Milan let people so ignored? Although it seems that a lot of people in Rome have their faces painted except for the electrician Tornatore, who has no status, especially those two culprits whose capital has seen blood, obviously suffer much more than Zhuoyang. Zhuo Yang's lips are swollen and his cheekbones are blue.

But this is San Siro! This is the door of AC Milan!

All Milanese have surrounded their opponents. Several young hydraulic workers or other workers even put on huge fire axes, bright red and dazzling axe handles, and sharp axe blades shining with cold light.

Seeing Maldini's samadhi, Totti regretted to scold her mother.

Twenty or thirty people, just now I really want to stop three people fighting. How can I stop them? It takes only five or six walls to defend a free kick on the court. It's not that Zhuoyang has left the list, AC Milan has lost its prestige now, so there are some dirty ideas about taking advantage of small advantages. Bully Zhuoyang, who is still young and knows how to be a good player. Before AC Milan people come back, they finish the manual shouting. After that, the club will wipe their buttocks. No one can take them for granted.

The only accident, Zhuoyang and the whole team even played a draw, no one can go.

The Romans, including Totti, are aware of these thoughts, of course, Maldini, and the Rossoneri are also quick to understand. It's not about Zhuoyang alone. It's Milan's face.

Italy is very particular about seniority. Maldini is the man standing at the top of the hierarchy. He is usually quiet, but once the horse team gets angry, the whole Apennine sky will change color.

Totti showed the responsibility of the team leader at this time, and he went to the front. "Paul, listen to me..."

"Shut the fuck up!" Maldini snapped, "Francesco Totti, are you worthy to be captain, too? I'm going to stay on the sidelines, I'm going to save some dignity for the Italian national team. Otherwise, I don't give any fucking face! "

With that, Maldini stopped paying attention to Totti, who was blushing. "Who just started? Come out by yourself."

The Romans were silenced. A few minutes ago, when they were fighting and taking advantage, their passion disappeared. The anger of the Milanese made them unable to lift their heads.

"Stand up! Come out! " The Milanese shouted in unison.

No one volunteered, only Panucci moved forward two steps, came to Maldini, Roma team seniority and age than him almost No.

"Paul, I did. Do things one by one, what can I do... "

"Pa!" Before he finished speaking, Panucci was dazzled by Maldini's big windmill slap. What kind of wolf do you pretend to be? Want to be an old man in front of me? I'm too lazy to smoke you. Paolo Panucci, one of the culprits, was extremely hated by Maldini. As an old Milan player, he was unforgivable for leading the way in San Siro.

"Pa!" The backhand is another one. Maldini's upper body is still like this. He waves his arms with no expression on his face, and then takes a quick swipe at Panucci's big mouth. It seems that there is no end like time and space.

Stubborn Panucci raised his head and shouldered the slap in his ear. He was not a counsellor, but he dared not fight back, because Maldini could never provoke him. Once he fought back, Italy would be too big for him. What's more, there are Pirlo and Bonera standing behind Maldini and a programmer with Xuanhua axe.Gradually, Panucci lowered his head and stopped looking at Maldini. No matter how humiliating or insulting he was, he could only lower his head and let the slap on his face make a dull sound. He could not hide and did not want to hide.

Zhuoyang watched Maldini go mad. He was very comfortable. Because the horse team didn't ask whether Zhuo Yang had any fault in the middle. They directly took the lead. They didn't pretend to be hypocritical and didn't care about their identity. This kind of performance in Zhuo Yang's view, is a very qualified captain, is also a qualified boss.

Boss has to be like a boss. You need to know how to protect the short. Zhuo Yang looks at Maldini with appreciation, but also some years ago, when he saw Riman, chimugangxian, the eldest of Xiangbei high school, slapped Mitsui Shou angrily.

He was never a person who only knew how to watch the theatre. After praising the horses' heroic appearance, Zhuoyang looked behind Totti to see Mexes. "Let's come back." And he rushed up.

To be honest, Mexes is really a man. Even under the pressure of Milan, he still started to work with Zhuoyang. However, now there is no pulling frame, and there is no taking random heizhuo fist. Mexes is no longer a man. When Kaka and Borriello come to help, Zhuoyang has left and right on Mexes and pulled the big ear post.

The Romans still did not dare to move, and Cafu did not pay attention to the Brazil tribe of CAFA and Dida, and Borriello kept watch of the Romans around Zhuoyan.

Cafu and his Brazilians are gathering together Mancini, tadai and Doni and scolding them in a vicious voice: "what the hell are you doing? Can you join in these things? All fucking pig brains. "

"Brother , we didn't do it, really... "

Maldini and Zhuoyang are teaching the two culprits respectively. The electrician who was beaten into a pig's head and squinted his eyes, tonatore, opened his eyes and looked at him for a long time. He pointed to Mateo Ferrari, the Roman substitute central defender, "this dog day I did it just now. "