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Chapter 157 Milan Trident

evening.

Gattuso postponed the end of training today, basically training for the Milan Trident this afternoon.

In order to prepare for Real Madrid, AC Milan must have a little action.

Real Madrid's world's strongest trident is very strong, and AC Milan needs to familiarize themselves with Real Madrid through Real Madrid's game videos, so as to find opportunities to break through Real Madrid.

After hundreds of offensive scenarios, today's training is over.

The players spent two hours watching the game video, mainly watching some shots of Real Madrid's trident goals and a Spanish derby in which Barcelona was defeated by Real Madrid 1-0.

Wang Feng took off his jersey, his upper body was naked, and sweat was running down his body.

Wang Feng's complexion turned dark again.Wang Feng clicked on the system. His cooperation with the Milan Trident still needs to be simulated in the system.

When Wang Feng entered the system football block, he suddenly found that he was the only one left in the football block, and there was a big webpage in front of him.

The background board of this webpage is the team logo of AC Milan, and next to it, there is a webpage with the logo of the Chinese team printed on it.

The main logo on the background board of AC Milan here is five words: Milan Trident.

And below this, there is only one data: 3% completion.

I fucked up all afternoon and you told me it was only 3%? !
Wang Feng's head is getting bigger.

3% completion, which is exactly the same as nothing.

In contrast to Real Madrid, their training effect on the first day was 25%, and they formed the Real Madrid Trident combination in four days.

After all, AC Milan's Milan Trident and Real Madrid's Trident have different strengths.

The Real Madrid Trident is positioned as the strongest in the world, so it was naturally completed very quickly, but now that AC Milan is positioned above Real Madrid, it is not easy to complete.

Real Madrid has a strong lineup and strong players, but what about AC Milan?
The lineup is not strong, the players are average, and the positioning is even higher, which is naturally difficult to deal with.

This also led to AC Milan's one-day training effect being only one-eighth of Real Madrid's.

Click on another Chinese team's page. This Chinese team's page is almost finished. It may be because of the previous Asian Cup incident that there are still some leftovers.

Marked as the main striker of the Chinese team: 97% completion.

This also proves that Wang Feng has won a position in Gao Hongbo's heart, only 3% away, Wang Feng really won Gao Hongbo's heart.

Back in the locker room, the players simply slumped in their seats.

In one afternoon, for six hours, they just practiced one content, countless tackles, countless saves, countless shots and passes, countless reprimands by the coach, and countless penalty runs...

Wang Feng wiped his head with a sweat towel, and looked at Romagnoli opposite him, the leader of the rear trident of AC Milan's "trident" concept.

Romagnoli was very active when the Milan Trident was first created. In the first three training sessions, there were good interceptions, allowing the three forwards to dribble around the pile for two or three laps.

And after more and more times, he was naturally tired, and then he started his own journey of running laps...

Romagnoli was also sweating profusely at this time. He pointed at Wang Feng pantingly and said, "You are a fucking mentally retarded... I am exhausted... You won't invite me once... No, I won't fucking kill you twice at the nightclub..."

Wang Feng smiled, took a sip of mineral water, was out of breath, and his right hand was still shaking.

"You fucking... When I reach this age of desire... let's play all night!" Wang Feng shouted, with a hint of laughter in his mouth.

Romagnoli smiled and said, "First of all, we won't be caught by reporters."

Wang Feng also laughed out loud, put on an Adidas sports T-shirt and pants, put on the spikes like this, and walked directly outside.

Behind Wang Feng was Romagnoli.

On the way, the two didn't talk much. After reaching the gate of the club, Romagnoli got on his Mercedes, while Wang Feng got on his bicycle.

"You can take my car today! After all, we are all official teammates now." Romagnoli poked his head out of the car window and patted his car door.

Wang Feng nodded, and lifted the bicycle into the trunk of the Romagnoli Benz, then opened the door and got in the car.

After Wang Feng officially transferred to AC Milan, AC Milan gave Wang Feng a one-story bungalow.

Although it is not as affluent as it was in England before, the house in England has been taken back by Manchester City, and it is said that it was later given to Pato.

Pato played No. 11 in Manchester City, which is equivalent to taking over Wang Feng's class.

Romagnoli turned on his car radio, which blared dynamic music.

Accompanied by the music, Romagnoli said: "Do you want to go to the Milan nightclub or the Milan Carnival in the future?"

"What?" Wang Feng didn't understand.

These two names both have an Italian flavor. For Wang Feng, who is not yet fully proficient in Italian, he is not familiar with such local terms.

"Oh, I'm talking about two nightclubs in Milan. The Milan nightclubs are full of hot girls, and the Milan Carnival has a lot of school girls, so pretty..." Romagnoli still has more to say.

After all, he has been in Milan for so many years, and Romagnoli has been to many places in Milan, and he has visited Milan all over the place.

The car drove for about 10 minutes, and Wang Feng was about to get off the car.

"When are you going to buy a car? It seems a little wrong for me to keep giving you away like this... This will have a little impact on your popularity and some of my personal issues..." Romagnoli said shyly.

Wang Feng still knows this. After all, every player has desires sometimes.

"Let's talk," said Wang Feng, got out of the car, lifted the bicycle, closed the door, and waved to Romagnoli, "Goodbye."

Romagnoli nodded, put on sunglasses, looked at Wang Feng, and closed the car window.

He suddenly adjusted the sound of dynamic music on the radio to full capacity, and Wang Feng could hear a little sound even outside.

I saw him stepping on the brake and the accelerator at the same time, a puff of exhaust gas spewed out, and the tires kept rubbing against the ground, causing dust to fly on the ground.

In a cloud of sand and dust, Romagnoli released the brakes, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the speed reached [-] kilometers in an instant. After a harsh roar, Romagnoli drove his blue Mercedes-Benz and rushed out.

And Wang Feng, just like this, greeted the oncoming dust and watched Romagnoli drift away...

This fucking father is blind!

Ten minutes ago, Wang Feng thought that Romagnoli was a safe driver and a civilized youth.

But only now did he know about Romagnoli's wildness. This guy turned out to be a social youth.

Wang Feng supported the bicycle, opened the door, and walked in directly.

After Wang Feng officially signed with AC Milan, he chose to separate from Wang Liang.

Wang Liang lives in a hotel, but Wang Feng needs to pay [-]% of the price.

After returning home, Wang Feng put the bicycle away and turned on the TV.

(End of this chapter)