"Uh, young 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 City, Long Wu, who was wearing a pair of big sunglasses and wearing a very straight suit, turned around and complained to Young Master Huan behind him.

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

Both of them were fully disguised, just to sneak up on the New Alp Stadium to spy on the military.

In the name of it, he supervised the match between Atletico Madrid and Juventus on the spot.

"You know what!" Yang Huan gently swept over with a slap, and Long Wu easily avoided it.

"We're rivals with Juventus now, of course we have to do some camouflage, and besides, God knows if there are extreme fans in Turin?"

When Long Wu heard this, he blinked his mouth, and wanted to say, Master Huan, we went to the stands where the Atletico Madrid fans were, not the Juventus fans stands, what are you afraid of?

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

I think I'm the fifth master of the Chinese Dragon Group, uh, no, I have retired two in front of me recently, I should be regarded as the third master, even if I really meet extreme fans, casually, one fight twenty or thirty, that's 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 get over his agent addiction.

You don't see, Young Master Huan's outfit is completely in accordance with the shape of Brother Tom on the cover of Mission Impossible IV, and for this reason, he specially found a coat in the domestic Taobao store that is almost exactly the same as Brother Tom's black hooded leather jacket on the cover, and even wore sunglasses.

Just ask, where is there such an exaggerated and conspicuous spy in this world?

No, even the staff member at the ticket gate stared at Young Master Huan vigorously, as if he was asking, you can't be a terrorist from the Middle East, right?

Looking at Young Master Huan's appearance, Long Wu was even worried that if he followed Young Master Huan's character, maybe one day, he would really make a movie for his investment zone and be the leading actor himself.

It's just that I don't know if I will invite some famous beautiful actresses at home and abroad to make an island country action movie for his young master Huan's private collection?

Well, if I did, I'd have to sneak a look.

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

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

When an Atletico Madrid fan next to him heard this, he persuaded: "Okay, brother, you're satisfied, at least you can buy tickets, if you want to talk about the away game, you have to get used to this treatment, and even more outrageous ones have experienced it." ”

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

"Really?" Yang Huan smiled noncommittally.

"Of course, I see, it's your first time away from home, right?" The man asked with a smile.

"Well, for the first time."

When he said this, Young Master Huan was a little ashamed.

In these years, whether it is a matter of men and women, or something on the court, it is the first time that I am ashamed to say it.

"Okay, you're getting used to it!" The man laughed, as if he was proud that he had guessed correctly.

"I'm afraid you don't know, in our Calderon Stadium, the area arranged for away fans is even more outrageous, so that those away fans are not willing to come, even the city derby, Real Madrid fans are not willing to come, you say, Juventus gives us this treatment, isn't it good?"

"Uh......" seems like a good thing.

"Eh, by the way, listen to you, you often play away with the team?" Yang Huan asked with interest.

If you want to say that Yang Huan plays away with the team, there are really not many, and even if there is, it is to go to Real Madrid or Barcelona, and he is warmly welcomed.

Like today, it's the first time to role-play as a spy, and it's quite enjoyable.

"That's it!" The man was even more proud, "To tell you the truth, I'm a sports reporter for the Spanish newspaper El País, and I'm in charge of tracking Atletico Madrid, so it's my job to not lose a game!" ”

"El País?" Yang Huan was a little surprised, "Now the National Daily has also arranged a special person to track Atletico Madrid?" ”

"That's right, Atletico Madrid's results are good now, and every move is being watched." The man said it for granted.

"Not to mention, our group of Atletico Madrid fans, it's a good time, the current owner is an insider who understands the ball, and the management of the club is also the head, the team has a strong lineup, and the youth training ability is excellent, which is the atmosphere of a big club, or even a giant team, what do you say?"

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

"I'll tell you, brother, don't look at the strong Real Madrid and Barcelona people now, I dare to pack tickets here, in another two or three years, when this group of young rookies in our team plays, we can be on a par with them."

Yang Huan nodded again and again, this kid is good, he even guessed his plan.

"Hehe, I see that you are pleasing to the eye, and I will secretly tell you a secret, you must not know."

Yang Huan was stunned, "What secret?" ”

"Actually, our investors in Atletico Madrid are the bosses of Southampton, Yang Huan, Young Master Huan."

"Huh?"

"Surprised, it's not a big secret anymore, it's just that the media and reporters don't want to say it, so ah, you ordinary fans don't know."

Yang Huan secretly screamed in his heart, I'll wipe it, aren't you talking about it?

It's not a secret to say such a secret thing directly to me, a stranger, isn't it?

It can be seen that this guy is also quite noisy, and he is even more boundless when he blows, saying that he and Young Master Huan are so good iron buddies, a phone call can make Young Master Huan invite him to dinner, and whoever buys Atletico Madrid will ask his opinion first, which makes Yang Huan depressed.

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

After saying the secret, immediately began to guess the starting lineups of both teams.

Not to mention, it was the reporter who followed Atletico Madrid, and the starting lineup was not wrong at all.

But there was one thing he guessed wrong.

That's that he doesn't think Atletico Madrid will give it their all.

But in reality?

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The venue is the Stadio Nueva Alp in Turin, Italy.

The time was ninety minutes later.

Allegri stood in front of the home team's dugout and heard the shrill whistle.

That's the whistle for the end!

He wanted to cry and stand there without tears, not daring to turn back, not daring to move, not daring to ......

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

Who the fuck says Atletico Madrid won't give it their all?

Stand up, I will destroy him in minutes!

Mother's hippie, Simone, is this a hand to keep?

Nimei, you've already qualified ahead of schedule, why are you still working so hard?

Allegri really felt that he didn't know what bad luck he had recently taken to carry it like this!

Three days ago, when I played Sampdoria, I was already leading 1-0 in the first half, which can be described as nine out of ten.

But who knows, in the second half, Sampdoria suddenly made a force, forced to equalize after the opening, and then scored a sneak goal, completely disrupting Allegri's arrangement.

In the end, the Juventus coach had to hurry to send the main team to the field, although the equalizer was equalized, but at the last moment, it was still Sampdoria sneak attack and scored, and it was lost at home.

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

The team doctor said Pirlo was likely to be late for the game against Inter Milan.

What kind of world is this?

But if it is understandable that Mihajlovic will do his best to beat Juventus for the top four in the league, then what about Atletico Madrid?

You've all qualified in advance of the group, and the first is also safe, what else are you fighting?

If you really want to fight, how can you not beat Olympiacos in the fifth game of the group stage?

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

Forget it, if you really want to win the first place in the group, you just say, wouldn't it be good if we draw?

But you're all tied 1-1, you changed to Torres at the last moment, and you are still strengthening the attack, and finally Bieto sneaked into a goal, forcing us out of the Champions League.

Bastard, Simeone, you're too asshole you!

What good can you get from forcing me to death like this?

Just when Allegri's heart was like a knife and he wanted to cry without tears, he saw Simone happily and take the initiative to come over.

"It was a great game!" Simeone smiled and held out his hand.

Wonderful Nimei!

Allegri cursed in his heart, but he still stretched out his hand.

"Originally, I changed to Torres to let her find the rhythm and get familiar with it, but I didn't expect it to be ......" Speaking of this, Simeone sighed, shook his head and said: "Forget it, don't talk about it, I can only blame myself for being too careless!" ”

What does it mean?

Allegri almost burst into tears.

Do you mean that just because you were not careful, we had to be eliminated from the Champions League?

Nimei, we've been fighting with you for ninety minutes, and you're going to give me this?

What the hell are you showing? Or is it a stone?

But Allegri also had to admit that Atletico Madrid really didn't do their best in this game.

The likes of Carlos Tevez, Diego Costa, Illia Ramendi and Isco were unplayed.

But even so, 2 to 1, Atletico Madrid still won.

What else could he say?

It can only be said that his skills are not as good as others!

But at this moment, he heard a dinging sound from Simeone, who turned away, and then saw the manager of Atletico Madrid take out his mobile phone from his pocket and make a fist to celebrate.

This immediately made Allegri's eyes erupt with fire.

Nimei, if you win, you win, a little graceful, okay?

When my face celebrates? What do you mean? Do you think I don't dare to hit you?

At this moment, Allegri really had the urge to rush up and beat him up.

But he was self-aware, and when he fought with Simeone, two Allegri's were not enough for him to fight with one Simeone.

This bastard looks like the one who fights and gets into a fight!

I'd better think about how to play Inter Milan on the weekend!

Without Pirlo, how would I line up my midfield?

Also, how to set up the backline?

Hey, the front line is also a problem.

My mother, how can I fight such a game?

But what Allegri didn't know was that Simeone was not actually celebrating the victory, but because he received a text message from Master Huan, which read, "Look at you so hard, Master Ben will reward you with a ......"

This is followed by a picture of the player.

When Simeone looked at it, his eyes widened.

Really?

Young Master Huan wants to use him to replace Tevez?

Nice, wouldn't it?

A wave of happiness rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, causing Simeone to clench his fists in celebration and almost didn't cheer.

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

More than ten seconds later, Yang Huan's message came back.

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

With this sentence, Simone was sure that Young Master Huan was serious.

If this can really take him, even if Tevez does leave, it will not be a big problem.

Oh my God, how could I be so happy?

With that, he turned back and smiled at Allegri, almost causing the Italian to vomit blood.