Chapter 262: 1 killer with no emotions

　　 "Fuck! Li Ming, what do you think you bastard! Make a woolen phone call in the middle of the night?"
　　 "Sleep you numbly sleep! Why don't you turn on the TV!"
　　 "My sister, don't watch what time it is, watch Mao TV."
　　 "Deportivo is 3-0, you're going to get out of Milan, you don't want to see it as you like."
　　 "What? You say it again."
　　 "I said Milan was being rubbed against the grass by Laco, and my nose was trampled off."
　　 "I 屮艸芔茻......"
　　 Li Ming hurriedly turned on the TV and didn't even need to adjust the channel. The narrator's bluffing sound rang, scared him to turn down the volume.
"The first half is not over yet. Deportivo leads AC Milan 3-0. If this score is maintained to the end, AC Milan will be out due to fewer away goals. The defending champions have been forced into desperation. They need at least Riazo scored 1 goal."
　　 "Milan still have Kaka and Inzaghi sitting on the bench, and Milan's offensive is still quite fierce in this game, the possibility of scoring a goal is very high, but the most difficult thing is to keep the opponent from scoring."
　　 "It is impossible to imagine that the back line composed of Cafu, Nesta and Maldini is so vulnerable. This is not the AC Milan we are familiar with! Looking at the expressions on their faces, everyone is very confused..."
　　 Not only is Milan very confused, even Deportivo is a little confused.
No one was sitting in the stands of the Riazor Stadium. Everyone couldn’t help but stand up. Deco’s fans continued to sing and dance to perform the best twelve roles. Incisively and vividly.
　　 Deco still understands the reason why he killed him when he was sick. After scoring three goals, not only did he not suffer from gains or losses, but he played more and more fiercely, as if he could not take care of himself without playing Milan.
　　 Milan's back line resisted the enemy's attack with difficulty and persisted until the end of the first half.
　　 Players from both sides entered the locker room one after another, but the expressions on their faces were completely different, while the sun was shining and the clouds were bleak.
　　 Kaka was about to walk towards the player channel, Ancelotti suddenly turned his head and said: "You don't need to go, go warm up first."
　　 Kaka shrugged and went back to sit down.
　　 Needless to think about it, knowing that Milan’s locker room is bound to usher in a violent storm, he wished to hide further.
　　 As for the warm-up...a ​​full fifteen minutes during the intermission.
　　 De Laco fans also found Kaka who had gone back and forth, and immediately attacked him.
　　 "Lost! Lost! Milan lost!"
　　 "3-0, la la la, 3-0, 4-4, la la la..."
　　 "Deportivo advances, Milan goes home."
　　 "The world footballer sitting on the bench has a good journey."
　　 "Kaka, Kaka, come to Laco, after all, Milan is so rubbish..."
　　 Kaka was still a little upset at first, but was amused later, so he simply walked out of the bench and sat on the sidelines to chat with Deco fans.
　　 The stadium of La Liga is similar to the Premier League. The stadium and the stands are very close. Unlike Serie A, there is a runway between the stadium and the stands. Players are prone to play very much.
　　 "Kaka, did you quarrel with that fat man? Why did you sit on the bench?"
　　 "No, he said he doesn't need me to play against Deportivo."
　　 "Hahaha!" The fans around listened happily, "That stupid pig, did he regret it? He must regret it, I think he was ready to cry just now."
　　 "Should," Kaka waved his hand, "I'm going to warm up."
　　 "What's the hurry, let's take a photo first."
　　 "Yes, yes, come and sign, I hate Milan, but I like you very much."
　　 "Come on, it's going to be on the headlines again tomorrow," Kaka waved his hand, "Retired."
　　 "Kaka come on, score and lose!"
　　 "Oh, Chinese?" Kaka looked up and said, "It's quite rhyming."
　　 "Nima... hallucinations?"
"what happened?"
　　 "I seem to hear Kaka speaking Chinese?"
　　 "Are you stupid?"
　　 "This kid is funny, I like him a little bit."
　　 "……"
　　 The advertising time is over, and the TV camera transfers to the Soari Stadium. The audience suddenly finds that Kaka is warming up. The nearby fans are clearly cheering on him while wearing Deportivo’s jersey.
　　 "What the hell? The fans have rebelled?"
　　 "Do you think I'm joking about being popular? Just warming up can detonate the audience."
　　 "Hehe, what if you get on the court, collect the body for Milan?"
　　 "Upstairs, what do you say if Kaka scored?"
　　 "Kaka scores a goal, I eat it."
　　 "I just cheated and drink is not enough, come to cheat again?"
　　 "The hot one is gone, do you want the cold one?"
　　 "……"
　　 "The players from both sides have entered the field, and there are no substitutions for the time being. AC Milan will serve first..."
　　 The adjustments during the intermission are still somewhat effective. Milan did make a little threat at the beginning, but they all ended in vain.
　　 In the 46th minute, Pancaro made a pass from the left. Under the interference of Nebet, Shevchenko did not reach the edge of the penalty area and Molina got the ball.
　　 In the 48th minute, Thomason shot a low shot with his right foot 17 meters in front of the goal, softly wide of the left post.
　　 In the 50th minute, Shevchenko fell into an offside trap again...
　　 Ancelotti waved his fat hand and said to Kaka: "Go on!"
　　 "How to fight?" Kaka twisted her neck.
　　 "...kick the ball in."
"To understanding."
　　 "Milan has changed, Kaka on, Rivaldo off, I don't know whether Kaka is playing Rivaldo or Ancelotti will make other adjustments, what do you think of Teacher Zhang?"
"Hey, it should be playing Rivaldo's position. From the first half and the second half, you can see that Milan's tactics and formation are not problematic. Their midfielder can still create a threat, mainly physical strength. Question, you see that many desperate Saburos like Gattuso are walking sometimes..."
　　 "Well, it makes sense. Milan now has double forwards on the field. Kaka should still play his best midfielder position."
The appearance of 　　 Kaka calmed the hearts of the teammates.
　　 They were afraid that An Fat would be a demon, so Kaka hurried back to the bench after he finished warming up.
　　 The Spanish commentators who are facing Milan and An Pang's various fancy ridicules unknowingly lower their voices. On the one hand, they pretend to give a seemingly neutral commentary, while secretly praying for Laco to be stronger.
　　 Deportivo’s players naturally know the weight of Kaka, and there is no need for the coach to beep.
　　 As a result, the first encounter was embarrassed by Kaka play.
　　 A fancy to the extreme back body ball passed, graceful like a white swan dancing on the water, so amazing that the entire Spain almost lost their voice.
"Kaka's first touch of the ball gave a great dedication. Serie A fans are certainly no stranger to such a breakthrough, because they can see similar performances every weekend... Oh, free kicks! Sure enough, except for fouls. Nothing can stop Kaka! But giving Milan a free kick in a place like this is not a good choice."
　　 "In the 51st minute of the game, Kaka was tackled to the ground. Milan got a free kick from 25 meters in front of the goal. I don't know if Kaka or Pirlo will take the penalty."
　　 "Come on," Kaka said, "My feet are not hot yet."
　　 Pirlo nodded, and immediately went up and passed the penalty area.
　　 Sheva just stopped the ball in his chest, and the referee's whistle suddenly sounded.
　　 "Milan fouled, is it offside? Oh, the referee showed Pirlo a yellow card, what happened?"
　　 "It should be because Pirlo made a free throw without waiting for the whistle. Pirlo will miss Milan's next UEFA Champions League game because of accumulated yellow cards-if Milan can advance."
　　 Sleeping skin does not turn two yellows into one red, so you don’t have to go directly off the field, but in the red and yellow card rules of the Champions League, if there are three yellow cards in different games, then the game will be suspended for one game.
　　 "It can be seen from this yellow card that Milan has become impatient. This is not a good phenomenon. Pirlo will take free throws again. I hope he can seize this opportunity..."
　　 "Calm down, Andre," Kaka couldn't help but reminded, "The sky hasn't fallen yet."
　　 Sleepy skin took a deep breath and said, "I know."
　　 This time, he waited for the referee to blow his whistle for three full seconds before starting the approach, but unfortunately the football hit the wall.
　　 The football was cleared and Deportivo started a quick counterattack, almost killing Milan.
"Deportivo’s counterattack is fast! Victor scores the ball in the middle, chance! Belleron passes through and Pandiani shoots! The goal is scored!!! 4 to... Oh wait, the football is on the side net , It looks like it's in. It's a pity that Pandiani almost killed the game."
　　 "There are really too many defensive loopholes in Milan's game. There is someone warming up on the sideline. It turned out to be Inzaghi? Ancelotti does not seem to want to adjust the defense, but intends to continue to replace offensive players."
　　 Jiu Ye did not immediately play, Dida drove the ball out.
　　 With Kaka in the midfield organization, Milan's offensive began to become smoother.
In the 55th minute, Seedorf made a pass from the left, and Cafu broke through the penalty area on the right, but Romero got stuck. Molina knocked out and hugged the ball, but he followed Cafu during the attack. After bumping into each other, Cafu had to get out of the field for treatment.
　　 Ancelotti cursed secretly, and hurriedly replaced the right back to warm up, but fortunately Cafu quickly walked into the court after a simple treatment.
　　 Kaka has not been able to incarnate the savior of the world. He hasn't even shot a goal since he played. Although he has restrained some defensive players, Deco's offensive is still flourishing.
　　 In the 61st minute, Victor took a free kick from the right and Luke volleyed with his left foot 22 meters from the back post.
　　 In the 65th minute, Deco played a small match like a butterfly. Belleron and Pandiani broke into the right side of the penalty area after two and one. Dida knocked down and confiscated the ball.
　　 Dida threw the ball hard and gave it to Cafu again.
　　 Kaka shook his head and quickly withdrew to respond.
　　 Cafu immediately passed the ball forward to the feet of Kaka, and Kaka took the ball from the side.
　　 "Kaka's iconic fast dribble! The first one, the second...pass..."
　　 did not see the Huanglong-style solo ride, Milan fans were a little unhappy, and some even secretly complained that Kaka was timid.
　　 "It's day, why did Kaka persuade you?"
　　 "This is a reasonable kick, okay? You really think that the guard is a stake?"
　　 "Let me have this skill, I even showed you the goalkeeper!"
　　 "Come on, Kaka is not a god, it's already awesome, okay, haven't you seen Milan's offensive come alive after he played?"
　　 "Milan's offensive is already strong, OK?"
　　 "It’s been seventy minutes to prepare~EbookFREE.me~Laco has made a big deal this time."
　　 "Fuck!"
　　 "Kakakakakaka!"
　　 "Nima, this is Kaka in Inzaghi, right?"
　　 "This action is handsome!"
　　 In the 68th minute of the game, Seedorf made a breakthrough in the middle after getting a pass from Kaka. Thomason went out to the penalty area to respond, and Seedorf immediately passed the pass.
　　 Thomason kicked the ball to the side, Cafu again unconsciously jumped in to get the ball, raised his head for a moment and then suddenly passed a half-high to the goal.
　　 Everyone thought he was going to the bottom line and pass, but they were all taken aback by the sudden pass.
Sheva didn't even react. When thinking about going to meet him, he realized that he was too far away from him. The result was a pity that his thoughts had not yet fallen. A figure suddenly shot out from the side and behind, after catching up with the football, he jumped up slightly, his feet inside. Volley shot.
　　 The audience outside the field could see clearly with God’s vision, but the players on the field were caught off guard by the goal.
　　 Not only was the goalkeeper unresponsive, but even the defenders who were supposed to go up to the interception in the first place were shocked.
　　 Everyone saw the number behind him.
twenty two.
　　 I, Kaka, a killer, no emotion.
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