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Chapter 884 Simone, you are such an asshole!(1/2)

"Uh, Master, do we need to do it so sneaky? It's like a thief!"

On Wednesday, in front of the ticket gate of the New Alp Stadium in Turin, Long Wu, wearing a pair of large sunglasses and dressed in a very straight suit, turned around and complained to Master Huan behind him.

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

Both of them were in full disguise, just to secretly come to the New Alp Stadium to spy on military intelligence.

It is called "supervising the game between Atletico Madrid and Juventus on the spot.

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

"We are stalemates with Juventus now, so of course we have to pretend. Besides, God knows if there are any extreme fans in Turin?"

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

Besides, even if I really meet extreme fans, isn’t I still there?

I think I am the fifth-ranked expert in the Chinese Dragon Group. Uh, no, I have retired two of them recently, so I should be the third-ranked expert. Even if I really meet extreme fans, I will just play 20 to 30 or 30, that's fine.

But he certainly couldn't say this, because he knew that Young Master Huan actually wanted to play a spy and live his agent addiction.

Haven't you seen that Young Master Huan's outfit looks exactly like Tomko's style on the cover of Mission Impossible 4. For this reason, I found a coat that was almost exactly the same as Tomko's black hooded leather jacket on the cover in a domestic Taobao store to wear, and even put on sunglasses.

Let me ask, where are such an exaggerated and conspicuous spies in the world?

Just now, even the staff member at the ticket gate kept staring at Mr. Huan, as if asking, are you a terrorist from the Middle East?

Looking at Young Master Huan's appearance, Long Wu was even worried that if he followed Young Master Huan's personality, one day he might really make a movie for his investment area and be the protagonist himself.

But I wonder if I will invite some famous domestic and foreign beauties to make island-country action movies, which are exclusively for his private collection of Young Master Huan?

Well, if I take a real shot, I must take a look at it secretly.

The two of them scrambled through security checks, entered the stadium, and arrived at the fan stands of Atletico Madrid. Young Master Huan complained again.

"This Juventus is so outrageous. He actually arranged such a remote corner stand for us?"

A Atletico Madrid fan next to him advised: "Okay, brother, I'm satisfied. At least I can buy tickets. If you want to talk about away games, you have to get used to this treatment. Even more outrageously."

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

"Is that true?" Yang Huan smiled slightly without comment.

"Of course, let me see, you're going away with the team for the first time?" the man asked with a smile.

"Yeah, the first time."

This made Young Master Huan feel a little ashamed.

It turns out that these days, whether it is a matter between men and women or on the court, I am embarrassed to speak out for the first time.

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

"You probably don't know that the area arranged for the away team fans at our Calderon Stadium is even more outrageous, which makes those away team fans unwilling to come. Even the city derby, Real Madrid fans are unwilling to come. Tell me, isn't the treatment Juventus gives us good?"

"Uh..." It seems that this is really good.

"Hey, by the way, according to your opinion, do you often follow the team away games?" Yang Huan asked with interest.

When it comes to the away game with the team, Yang Huan really doesn’t have many. Even if there are, he will be warmly treated to Real Madrid or Barcelona.

Like today, it is the first time that role-playing is a spy, and it is very satisfying.

"That's!" The man was even more proud, "To be honest, I'm a sports reporter at the Spanish National, and I'm responsible for tracking Atletico Madrid, so I won't miss a game. This is my job!"

"National News?" Yang Huan was a little surprised. "National News has also arranged for a special person to follow Atletico Madrid?"

"Yes, Atletico Madrid's performance is good now, and every move is attracting attention." The man said for granted.

"Not to mention, our Atletico Madrid fans have caught up with a good time. The boss is an expert who understands the ball and is very good at managing the club. The team has a strong lineup and excellent youth training ability. This is how big the clubs and even the giant teams are. What do you think?"

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

"I tell you, brother, don't look at the strong Real Madrid and Barcelona now, I dare to guarantee it here. In another two or three years, when the young rookies in our team play, we will be able to go along with them."

Yang Huan nodded again. This kid is good and even guessed his own plan.

"Hehe, I like you, and I will tell you a secret secret, you definitely don't know."

Yang Huan was stunned, "What's the secret?"

"Actually, our Atletico Madrid investors are Southampton's boss, Yang Huan, and Master Huan."

"ah?"

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

Yang Huan cried in her heart, "Damn, aren't you talking about this?"

It’s too no secret to tell me such a secret thing directly to a stranger, right?

It can be seen that this guy is also quite noisy, and he is even more boring. He said that he and Mr. Huan are so good friends that he can invite Mr. Huan to dinner with a phone call. Everyone who buys Atletico Madrid will ask him for his opinion first, which makes Yang Huan depressed.

It turns out that there are really two Yang Huans in this world.

After telling the secret, he immediately began to guess the starting lineup of the two teams.

Not to mention, the starting lineup is nothing wrong with being a reporter who tracks Atletico Madrid.

But he guessed something wrong.

That is, he thinks Atletico Madrid won't do his best.

But what about it?

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The location is the Neo-Alpe Stadium in Turin, Italy.

The time is ninety minutes later.

Allegri stood in front of the home team's coach's seat and heard the harsh game whistle.

That's the whistle of the end!

He stood there crying without tears, not daring to look back, not daring to move, not daring to...

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

Who said that Atletico Madrid would not do its best?

Stand out and I will destroy him in minutes!

Mom, is Simeone trying to keep a hand?

Nimei, you have already qualified early, why are you still working so hard?

Allegri really felt that he had no idea what bad luck he had recently, but he was so sad!

I played against Sampdoria three days ago and was already leading by 1-0 in the first half, and it was almost certain to win.

But who knew that Sampdoria suddenly exerted force in the second half and equalized the score after the opening. Then she sneaked into a goal, completely disrupting Allegri's arrangement.

In the end, the Juventus coach had to send the main force to the game. Although he equalized the score, he was still sneaked up by Sampdoria in the last moment and lost at home.

Not only that, the main midfielder Pirlo was also injured in a fight after coming on as a substitute.

The team doctor said that Pirlo is likely to be unable to catch up with the match against Inter Milan.

Oh my god, what kind of world is this?

But if it is understandable that Mihailovic is trying his best to fight Juventus for the top four in the league, then what about Atletico Madrid?

You've already qualified in advance in the group. First of all, it's safe. What else are you fighting for?

If you really want to fight, why don’t you fight Olympiacos in the fifth game of the group stage?

Oh, look at me being handsome, kind and honest,? Bullying, right?

It’s okay to fight. If you really want to be the first in the group, just say it, wouldn’t it be better if we tied it?

But you all tied one by one. At the last moment, you replaced Torres and were still strengthening the attack. In the end, Bierto scored a sneak attack and forced us out of the Champions League.

Bastard, Simeone, you are so bastard you!

What benefits can you get if you force me to death like this?

Just when Allegri was feeling like a knife and was about to cry without tears, she saw Simeone coming happily.

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

Wonderful Nime!

Allegri cursed in his heart, but he still reached out to go.

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

What does it mean?

Allegri almost burst into tears.

What you mean is that just because you accidentally, we will be eliminated from the Champions League?
To be continued...
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