At a time of crisis, if AC Milan does not make correct responses and there is no positive change, the Night of Athens will be a repeat of Istanbul.

Captain Paul Maldini is not a talkative person, and he is not used to shouting on the court. And speaking in his heart, AC Milan's elegant and noble temperament has long been deeply portrayed in the bones of these people.

Everything is good, but he is obviously not a rogue leader who can take the lead in fighting with his opponents for bayonets and teeth.

In the second half of AC Milan, it encountered violent Liverpool. It was like a learned old scholar who met a mountain king who blocked the road and robbed the mountain in the mountains. He had no use at all at this time. The bandit's ghost head sword and big slap

It is the truth.

Gattuso was not timid, but his technical style determined that he could not become a leader. Milanese people were not timid, but their life was never their specialty. Just like that old peddler, he was not afraid of death in front of bandits.

From beginning to end, he was righteous and fearless in the face of danger, but he was willing to die generously.

AC Milan needs someone to come forward and tell everyone what to do, AC Milan needs someone to do this.

Zhuo Yang stood up!

Liverpool's mad attack has been maintained for six minutes, and there is no intention of breathing a sigh of relief. In these six minutes, the Reds completed five shots, hitting the goal frame range, and even hitting the post at one time. It is already in danger, and AC Milan is in a collapse

The edge.

The Red Army fans in the stands shouted "Istanbul", and the hustle and bustle completely overwhelmed the number of Italian fans. They firmly believe that Athens today still belongs to the red sky and the flames will burn the white rocks again.

Zhuo Yang was also disrupted in these few minutes. He was not a god, or he was not yet. He could not defeat four hands with two fists, so he could only run around and fight back, just like all Milan teammates. He did this with his own actions.

In the battle, I was restrained everywhere in front of Liverpool, which was full of momentum and formed a joint force. I was passive and laborious and frustrated, and I couldn't use it even if I had the energy.

But Zhuo Yang would use his brain. He did not forget to observe and analyze during this embarrassing few minutes, and soon let him see the trick. Milan needs someone to unify everyone's actions and change this kind of battle with each other.

Inefficient defense,

More importantly, someone needs to be able to control the football and then regain the rhythm of being beaten and lost by sticks.

Like the league game a few days ago, Zhuo Yang did not discuss with anyone and directly started to give orders. Even though the field was full of great people today, even Maldini was here.

"Master Eight, take it back a little." The first order was given to Gattuso, who had red eyes and biting people everywhere. "Go and attack Gerald, don't let him get the ball, break one of his legs."

The drowning man appeared a life-saving straw. The Milanese people needed someone to speak out. No matter who the person who made the sound was, they would hold on to the straw. Gattuso took the order.

"Mr. An, please take care of your protection, keep a distance from Kaka." Ambrosini accepted the command.

"Ricardo, get him!!" As soon as he finished speaking, Kaka directly put the shovel and fucked Cen Deng out of the field.

"Mark, Junior. You don't have to pounce too hard, just stick the penalty area line, and leave it to us." He made an explanation to the two defenders without hesitation.

"Cycloud, drive people to the sidelines and kill him. Don't tell me you are kind-hearted. Yes, that's it!"

"Yangku, so do you, red and yellow cards are counted as balls."

"Mr. Pi, please contact me and Pibo with the ball. Don't pass it back or give it to Kaka." Pirlo did not let it go either.

"Jiu Master, get the ball, take the ball, pretend to fall." Inzaji Khan was so embarrassed that he went back.

Of course Zhuo Yang himself was not idle either. Let me say, "I beat you to death." I was so scared that Pennant quickly took the ball and avoided it. Then Zhuo Yang turned over and flew to Gerald, and the sliding shovel with the shoe nails off the ground and the Red Army Captain.

When they fought head-on, neither of them browned.

He and Gerald stood up with their necks on each other, and Zhuo Yang immediately swears: "Get out of here, your mom, I want to die and say something to me."

Of course, Gerald is also a tough guy, so he won't be scared by anyone. "You smashed me, I'll kill you today."

"Look at how you look, your face is carved on the bitter gourd." Zhuo Yang changed his style instantly. "You can drive the mirror seller crazy." Gerald has never experienced such a fantasy

Fighting is just as good as the British people's mouths.

“…Fake!”

"Your fucking not rinse your mouth after eating garlic will cause your wife to be in a level 9-level mental illness."

“…Fake!”

In fact, there are many tough guys in the Milan team. Kaka took the lead in rushing up, followed by the dog fighting Gatuso, the hot-tempered Circle Odo, the Sven Scary Inzagi and Nesta, and the Yin people expert Ambrosi

Ni and Yangku are despicable. Needless to say, the team leader Maldini, even Pirlo followed the trend and jumped up and down.

Liverpool is not short of villains, and they rushed up to both sides and started a collective pull. Seeing that the fire was accumulated, Zhuo Yang instantly turned into a brutal robber leader.

"I want to fight, right?! Come on, I have picked all of you alone-!!" He was so crazy like a bastard.

The Liverpool people's noses were all pissed. Who would really fight in such an occasion? But this kid was a little too arrogant. Besides, he really couldn't beat him. The Milanese people were angry, and Zhuo Yang's arrogant voice was too satisfying

Then, the Milanese people are invisibly inspiring great momentum.

German referee Vander rushed in and gave Zhuo Yang a yellow card. Of course, Yu Lu Juntong didn't forget to give Gerald a prize. Zhuo Yang was proud: I made a profit, this guy is the captain, I'm doing everything.

No, it's a big profit.

After warning the two groups of cockfighting with claws, Vander pulled Zhuo Yang aside again: "Zhuo Yang, stop at it, you've made too much trouble and I don't recognize anyone."

Zhuo Yang has a very good relationship with the German referee community. He was once the collective favoritism there and is also an old relationship with Vander today.

"I know, don't worry! I'll pretend to be so scared and scare them. Don't worry, I will never cause you trouble."

The noisy dispute interrupted the vigorous spirit of the Liverpool man. AC Milan regained a rope under the command of Zhuo Yang's screams. The defensive interception began to advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and gradually drove the opponent out of the penalty area.

Becoming farther and farther away, Liverpool's portrait, who was still as crazy as the end of his strength, was barking hysterically around the steel fence but could not enter the door.

Zhuo Yang directed every teammate and opponent to launch strangle and counter-strangle. In the stands, Rosenile relied on the advantage of numbers and suppressed the loud voices of Red Army fans. The sky of Athens began to hear only the resounding "Milan! Milan!" in the sky.

The defense has gradually stabilized, and more importantly, it is to use offense to completely curb and attack opponents. At this moment, AC Milan midfielder needs someone to firmly control the football, which is not something that can be done by just the spiritual level.

Things are going on.

When it comes to ball control, Zhuo Yang in today's football world is not convinced.
Chapter completed!