Chapter 883 Simone, you are such a bastard!

"Uh, Master, do we need to be so sneaky? It's like we're thieves!"

On Wednesday, in front of the ticket gate of the new Alpi Stadium in Turin, Long Wu, wearing a pair of large sunglasses and a well-dressed suit, turned around and complained to Master Huan behind him.

He was dressed awkwardly, but Master Huan wasn't much better.

Both of them were fully disguised, intending to sneak into the New Alpi Stadium to spy on military intelligence.

The excuse is to supervise the match between Atletico Madrid and Juventus on site.

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

"We are now sworn enemies with Juventus, so of course we have to put on some disguise. Besides, who knows if there are any extreme fans in Turin?"

After hearing this, Long Wu blinked his lips and wanted to say, "Master Huan, we are going to the stands where Atletico Madrid fans are, not the stands where Juventus fans are. What are you afraid of?"

Besides, even if I really encounter extreme fans, don’t I still have me?

I am the fifth best player in the Chinese Dragon Team. Uh, no, two of them retired recently, so I should be considered the third best player. Even if I really meet extreme fans, I can easily beat twenty or thirty of them by myself. That's no problem.

But he certainly couldn't say this, because he knew that Master Huan actually just wanted to pretend to be a spy and satisfy his addiction to being an agent.

You see, Master Huan's outfit is exactly like the look of Tom Cruise on the cover of Mission: Impossible IV. For this purpose, he specially found a jacket in a domestic Taobao store that is almost exactly the same as the black hooded leather jacket Tom Cruise wore on the cover, and even wore sunglasses.

Let me ask, where in the world can such an exaggerated and conspicuous spy come from?

Look, even the staff at the ticket gate kept staring at Young Master Huan, as if asking, "Are you a terrorist from the Middle East?"

Looking at Young Master Huan like this, Long Wu was even worried that if Young Master Huan's personality continued, one day he might really make a movie for his own investment area and play the leading role himself.

But, I wonder if they will invite some famous beautiful actresses from home and abroad to shoot it into an Japanese action movie, specially for Master Huan’s private collection?

Well, if they really filmed it, I would have to take a sneak peek.

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

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

An Atletico Madrid fan nearby heard this and advised: "Okay, brother, be satisfied, at least you can still buy tickets. As for away games, you have to get used to this treatment. We have experienced even more outrageous treatment."

Judging from his tone, he seems to often go to away games with Atletico Madrid.

"Really?" Yang Huan smiled slightly without commenting.

"Of course. Let me see. This is your first time traveling with the team on an away game, right?" the man asked with a smile.

"Yeah, first time."

These words made Young Master Huan feel a little ashamed.

It turns out that these days, no matter whether it’s a matter between men and women or something that happens on the court, people are too embarrassed to talk about it the first time.

"Okay, you'll get used to it gradually!" The man laughed, as if he was very proud of himself for guessing it right.

"You may not know that the area arranged for away fans in our Calderón Stadium is even more outrageous, which makes those away fans reluctant to come. Even the fans of Real Madrid are unwilling to come to the derby. Tell me, is the treatment Juventus gives us good?"

"Uh..." Now that you put it that way, it seems like a really good idea.

"Oh, by the way, from what you said, you often follow the team on away games?" Yang Huan asked with interest.

Yang Huan didn't go to many away games with the team. Even if he did, it was to Real Madrid or Barcelona, ​​where he was warmly received.

It’s my first time to role-play as a spy like today, and it’s quite exciting.

"That's right!" The man was even more proud. "To be honest, I'm a sports reporter for El País. I specialize in following Atletico Madrid. So, I never miss a single game. That's my job!"

"El País?" Yang Huan was a little surprised. "El País has also arranged for someone to follow Atletico Madrid now?"

"Yes, Atletico Madrid is doing well now, and every move they make is attracting attention." The man said as a matter of course.

"You know what? We, the group of Atletico Madrid fans, have come at a good time. The current owner is an expert in football and is very capable in managing the club. The team has a strong lineup and excellent youth training capabilities. This is the atmosphere of a big club, or even a top team. What do you think?"

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

"I'm telling you, brother, even though Real Madrid and Barcelona are so strong right now, I can guarantee that in two or three years, when our young rookies come out, we will be able to keep pace with them."

Yang Huan nodded again. This guy is good. He even guessed his plan.

"Hey, I like you, so I'll tell you a secret. You definitely don't know it."

Yang Huan was stunned, "What secret?"

"In fact, the investor of Atletico Madrid is the owner of Southampton, Yang Huan, Master Huan."

"ah?"

"Surprised, right? This is not a big secret anymore. It's just that the media and reporters are unwilling to talk about it, so you ordinary fans don't know about it."

Yang Huan cried out in his heart, Damn, isn’t that what you are saying?

Such a secret thing was told directly to a stranger like me. Isn't it too unsecret?

It can be seen that this guy is quite noisy, and he brags about everything, saying that he and Young Master Huan are such good friends, and that he can get Young Master Huan to treat him to a meal with just a phone call, and that Atletico Madrid will ask for his opinion before buying anyone, and so on. Yang Huan was really depressed by all this.

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

After the secret was revealed, people immediately started guessing the lineups of the two teams.

Not to mention, he is a reporter who follows Atletico Madrid, and his guess about the lineup was absolutely correct.

But he was wrong about one thing.

That is, he believes Atletico Madrid will not give their all.

But what is the reality?

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The venue is the new Alpi Stadium in Turin, Italy.

The time is ninety minutes later.

Allegri stood in front of the home team's coaching bench and heard the shrill game whistle.

That's the final whistle!

He stood there with tears in his eyes, not daring to look back, not daring to move, not daring to...

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

Who the hell said Atletico Madrid wouldn't give their all?

Stand up, I can kill him in minutes!

Damn it, is Simone going to keep something back?

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

Allegri really felt that he didn't know what bad luck he had recently and why he was so unlucky!

Three days ago, when we played against Sampdoria, we were already leading 1-0 in the first half, so the victory was almost certain.

But who knew that in the second half, Sampdoria suddenly made a comeback and equalized the score right after the start of the game, and then sneaked in a goal, completely disrupting Allegri's plan.

In the end, the Juventus coach had to quickly send out the main players. Although they equalized the score, Sampdoria still scored a sneak attack in the last moment and they lost at home.

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

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

Oh my god, what kind of world is this?

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

You've already qualified from the group stage, and first place is a sure thing, so what are you still fighting for?

If you really wanted to fight, why didn't you go and fight Olympiacos in the fifth game of the group stage?

Oh, you see I’m handsome, kind and honest, so I’m easy to bully, right?

It's okay to fight, but if you really want to get first place in the group, why don't you just say it? Isn't it better for us to draw?

But you, damn it, even when the game was tied at 1-1, you still brought on Torres at the last moment, stepped up the attack, and finally Vietto scored a sneak goal, forcing us out of the Champions League.

Bastard, Simone, you are such a bastard!

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

Just when Allegri felt heartbroken and wanted to cry but had no tears, he saw Simeone coming towards him happily.

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

Wonderful Nimi!

Allegri cursed in his heart, but still reached out his hand.

"Originally, I brought Torres on because I wanted her to find her rhythm and get familiar with the game, but I didn't expect that..." Simeone sighed and shook his head when he got to this point. "Forget it, I won't say any more. I can only blame myself for being too careless!"

What does it mean?

Allegri almost burst into tears.

You mean, because of your carelessness, we're going to be eliminated from the Champions League?

Nimei, we fought with you for ninety minutes, and you give me this?

Are you showing off or taking advantage of others' misfortune?

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

Players such as Tevez, Diego Costa, Illarramendi and Isco did not play.

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

What else can he say?

I can only say that my skills are not as good as others!

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

This immediately made Allegri's eyes spit fire.

Nimei, since we win, can you please show some grace?

Celebrating in front of me? 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 knows that if he fights with Simeone, two Allegri are not enough to defeat one Simeone.

This bastard looks like he's been through a lot of fighting!

I'd better think carefully about how to play against Inter Milan this weekend!

How should I arrange my midfield without Pirlo?

Also, how should the defense line be arranged?

Oh my god, the forward line is also a problem.

Oh my god, how am I supposed to play in a game like this?

But what Allegri didn't know was that Simeone was not celebrating the victory, but because he received a text message from Huan Shaoye, which said, "Seeing that you have tried so hard, I will reward you with one..."

This is followed by a photo of the player.

When Simeone saw it, his eyes widened.

Is this true or false?

Master Huan wants to use him to replace Tevez?

Oh my god, no way?

A feeling of happiness rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making Simeone celebrate with his fists and almost cheering.

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

Ten seconds later, Yang Huan's message came back.

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

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

If we can really get him, even if Tevez really leaves the team, it won’t be a big problem.

Oh my god, how can I be so happy?

After saying that, he turned around proudly and smiled at Allegri, almost making the Italian vomit blood.