"Uh, master, do we need to be so sneaky? It's like being a thief!"

On Wednesday, in front of the ticket gate of the New Alp Stadium in Turin, Long Wu, wearing a pair of big sunglasses and a smart suit, turned back and complained to the young master Huan behind him.

He dressed awkwardly, but Master Huan was not much better.

Both of them made full disguise, just to sneak into the New Alp Stadium to spy on the military situation.

In its name, the scene supervises the match between Atletico Madrid and Juventus.

"What do you know!" Yang Huan slapped it gently, and Long Wu easily avoided it.

"We are now rivals with Juventus. Of course we have to do some disguise. Besides, God knows if there are extreme fans in Turin?"

After listening to Dragon Five, he blinked his lips and wanted to say, Master Huan, we are going to the stands where the Atletico Madrid fans are, and not the Juventus fans. What are we afraid of?

Besides, even if you really meet extreme fans, isn't there still me?

I think I’m the No. 5 master of the Chinese Dragon Group, er, no, I recently retired two, I should be regarded as the No. 3 master, even if I really meet extreme fans, just play 20 or 30. There is no problem.

But he definitely couldn't say this, because he knew that Young Master Huan actually wanted to pretend to be a spy and live a spy addiction.

Don’t you see, Young Master Huan’s dressing up is exactly the same as that of Brother Tom on the cover of Mission Impossible IV. For this reason, I found a piece on the cover of Brother Tom on the cover of Taobao. A black hooded leather jacket is almost exactly the same jacket to wear, even wearing sunglasses.

May I ask, where is such an exaggerated and conspicuous spy in the world?

Isn't that? Even the staff member at the ticket gate kept staring at Young Master Huan, alive and well like asking, are you a terrorist from the Middle East?

Looking at Master Huan's appearance, Long Wu was even worried. If he followed Master Huan's character, he might make a movie for his investment zone and become a leading actor.

But, I don’t know if some famous domestic and foreign actresses will be invited to make an island action movie just for his private collection.

Well, if it's a real shot, I must have a sneak peek.

The two went through the security check, entered the stadium, and came to the Atletico Madrid fan stand. Young Master Huan complained again.

"This Juventus is also too outrageous, to arrange such a remote corner stand for us?"

An Atletico Madrid fan next to him listened and persuaded: "Okay, brother, I'm satisfied, at least I can buy tickets. When it comes to away games, I have to get used to this treatment, and I have experienced it even more outrageous."

Listening to his tone, it seems that he often follows Atletico Madrid to the away game.

"Really?" Yang Huan gave a noncommittal smile.

"Of course, I see, it's the first time you went to the away game with the team?" The man asked with a smile.

"Well, the first time."

This made Young Master Huan feel a little ashamed.

Dare to love these years, whether it is a matter of men or women, or things on the court, the first time they are ashamed to speak up.

"Okay, you're getting used to it gradually!" The man laughed, as if he was proud of his guess.

"You probably don't know. At our Calderon Stadium, the area allocated to the away team fans is even more outrageous. It makes those away team fans reluctant to come. Even with the City Derby, Real Madrid fans are not willing to come. You said Right, the treatment Juventus gave us, isn't it good?"

"Uh..." It seems to be really good.

"Eh, by the way, listen to what you mean, do you often follow the team in away games?" Yang Huan asked with interest.

As far as the away game with the team is concerned, Yang Huan is really not much. Even if there is, he went to Real Madrid or Barcelona and was treated warmly.

It's the first time that role-playing as a spy is like today, and it's very enjoyable.

"That's!" The man was even more proud. "You tell me, I'm a sports reporter for the Spanish National newspaper, who is responsible for tracking Atletico Madrid. So, it's my job if you don't lose a game!"

"The National Daily?" Yang Huan was a little surprised, "Now the National Daily also arranges someone to follow Atletico Madrid?"

"Yes, now Atletico Madrid is doing well, and every move is paid attention to." That person said naturally.

"Not to mention, our group of Atletico Madrid fans, it is a good time to catch up. The current owner is an insider who understands the ball, and the management of the club is also very good. The team has a strong lineup and excellent youth training ability. This is a big club. , Even the weather of the giants, what do you think?"

Yang Huan nodded hurriedly, thinking to himself, is this complimenting me?

"I'm telling you, brother, don't look at Real Madrid and Barcelona who are strong now. I dare to pack the tickets here. In another two or three years, we will wait for these young rookies in our team to play. Can keep up with them."

Yang Huan nodded again and again. This kid was not bad, and even guessed his own plan.

"Hey, I see you pleasing to the eye, and then secretly tell you a secret, you definitely don't know."

Yang Huan was taken aback, "What's the secret?"

"Actually, our Atletico Madrid investor is the owner of Southampton, Yang Huan, and Master Huan."

"what?"

"Be surprised, this is no longer a big secret, but the media and reporters are reluctant to say it, so you ordinary fans don't know it."

Yang Huan screamed in his heart, let me wipe it, aren't you talking about it?

Such a secret thing, just tell me, a stranger, is it too secret?

It can be seen that this guy is also very noisy, and it is even more endless. He said that he and Young Master Huan are so many good iron buddies. You can ask Young Master Huan to have dinner on the phone. Anyone who buys Atletico Madrid will ask first. Asking Yunyun for his opinion made Yang Huan depressed.

Dare to love, there are really two Yang Huan in this world.

Having said the secret, immediately began to guess the starting lineup of the two teams.

Not to mention, it is the reporter who follows Atletico Madrid, the starting lineup is correct at all.

But one thing he guessed wrong.

That is, he thinks that Atletico Madrid will not do its best.

But actually?

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The venue is the New Alp Stadium in Turin, Italy.

The time is ninety minutes later.

Standing in front of the coach's bench, Allegri heard the harsh game whistle.

That's the end whistle!

He stood there crying, not daring to look back, not to move, not to...

Because he didn't know that if he just raised his finger, the fans on the scene would be sprayed to death.

Who the **** said that Atletico Madrid will not do its best?

Stand up, I will kill him in minutes!

Hippy mother, is Simeone wanting to keep it?

Nimei, they have already qualified ahead of schedule, why are you so desperate?

Allegri really felt that he didn't know what bad luck he had recently, so he was so back!

Playing against Sampdoria three days ago, he was already a one-to-zero lead in the first half.

But who knows, Sampdoria suddenly exerted force in the second half, abruptly equalized the score after the opening, and then scored a sneak attack, completely disrupting Allegri's arrangement.

In the end, the Juventus coach had to dispatch the main force quickly. Although the score was equalized, but at the last moment, he was attacked by Sampdoria to score a goal and he just lost at home.

Not only that, the main midfielder Pirlo also came off the bench after being injured in a fight.

The team doctor said that Pirlo is likely to miss the game against Inter Milan.

Yeah, what kind of world is this?

But if Mikhailovich tried his best to kill Juventus for the top four in the league, it is still excusable, what about Atletico Madrid?

All your specials have already qualified in advance in the group. The first one is also safe. What are you still fighting for?

Really want to fight, why do you not smash Olympiacos in the fifth group stage?

Oh, look at me handsome, kind and honest, bullying me, right?

It doesn't matter if you fight, if you really want to get the first place in the group, just say it straight, can't we just tie?

But you **** it, it's all one-to-one. At the last moment, you replaced Torres and stepped up your offense. In the end, Bierto sneaked a goal and forced us out of the Champions League.

Bastard, Simeone, you are too bastard!

What benefits can you get by forcing me to death like this?

Just when Allegri's heart was cut, and he wanted to cry without tears, he saw Simeone come over cheerfully.

"What a wonderful game!" Simeone smiled and stretched out his hand.

Wonderful Nimei!

Allegri cursed inwardly, but still stretched out his hand.

"Originally, I switched to Torres to get her to find the rhythm and get familiar with it. I didn't expect it..." After this, Simeone sighed and shook his head: "Forget it, don't say it, I can only blame myself So careless!"

What do you mean?

Allegri almost ran away in tears.

You mean, just because you are not careful, we have to be eliminated from the Champions League as a result?

Nimei, we have been fighting with you for ninety minutes, so will you give me this?

Are you showing off? Or downfall?

But Allegri also had to admit that Atletico Madrid did not do their best in this game.

Tevez, Diego Costa, Ilya Ramendi and Isco did not play.

But even so, two to one, Atletico Madrid still won.

What else can he say?

I can only say that I am not as skilled as others!

But at this moment, he heard a ding sound from Simeone who turned and left, and then saw the Atletico Madrid coach take out his mobile phone from his pocket, and made a fist to celebrate.

This immediately caused Allegri to breathe fire in his eyes.

Nimei, if you win, you will win. Isn't it gracious?

When to celebrate in my face? What do you mean? Do you think I dare not beat you?

At this moment, Allegri really had the urge to rush to beat him up~lightnovelpub.net~ but he knew it well, fighting with Simeone, two Allegri were not enough for him to fight with Simeone.

This **** looks like the kind who fights hard!

I still think about how to play Inter Milan this weekend!

Without Pirlo, how would my midfield be ranked?

Also, how should the defense line be arranged?

Yeah, yeah, the striker is also a problem.

My mother, how should I play in such a game?

But what Allegri didn’t know was that Simeone was actually not celebrating his victory, but because he received a text message from Master Huan. The content of the text message was, “Look at you doing your best, this Master will reward you... …"

Followed by a photo of the player.

When Simeone saw it, his eyes widened.

real or fake?

Master Huan wants to replace Tevez with him?

Good deed, won't you?

A wave of happiness rushed from the sole of his feet to the top of his forehead, making Simeone directly clenched a fist to celebrate, almost without cheering.

But soon, he replied to Young Master Huan, "Master Huan, are you sure?"

After ten seconds, Yang Huan's message came back.

"Believe it or not, don't bother to talk with you!"

With this sentence, Simeone was sure that Master Huan was serious.

If this can really win him, even if Tevez really leaves the team, then there is no big problem.

Oh my God, how could I be so happy?

After speaking, he turned his head back and smiled at Allegri, almost not making the Italian vomit blood.

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