After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

Chapter 2026 - 528: Brazilian Emperor Falcao

When the evidence is gradually disclosed, proving he sold Messi prematurely, fans will easily believe those negative news as true.

By winter, Messi has already left, Rosell will face the wrath of the fans on his own.

Fortunately, he was prepared for this beforehand.

Rosell, that bastard really wants to dump the blame on them.

After thinking it over and finding no loopholes, Huang Kaiwen threw his phone into the locker and got up to leave the dressing room.

What made Huang Kaiwen cry and laugh.

The Stadio Olimpico Rome was more enthusiastic than usual.

The banners hanging in the stadium made Huang Kaiwen understand why.

Rome’s longtime rival has always been Nazi ideology, "The Sun newspaper" with its article Big Star VS New Na Z, raised Yellow Ball King’s popularity in this stadium a lot.

Rome’s fans believe Yellow Ball King struck against Lazio.

What the hell does that have to do with anything!

Huang Kaiwen thinks if things continue this way, he might just become the protagonist of a superhero movie.

In the movie, it’s entirely possible to kick a satellite to pieces.

"Hey, Kevin!"

Someone greeted him at Rome’s half-time.

Huang Kaiwen looked and it turned out to be his former Real Madrid teammate Gago.

Huang Kaiwen smiled and nodded.

The conflict between Gago and Higuain was caused by a woman; however, Huang Kaiwen could only pretend not to know.

Higuain plays well at Arsenal, and he didn’t even get a chance to enter the national team.

This is quite a serious conflict indeed.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t think his influence was strong enough to simply say a few words, and Gago would reconcile with Higuain.

"Huang Kaiwen has returned to the bench, possibly to prepare for the upcoming UEFA Champions League."

"Yes, recently AC Milan has been scoring a lot indeed, but we must remind the fans, a player’s form won’t always be that good."

"Today Totti is not starting either, De Rossi wore the captain armband for Rome."

"AC Milan’s injuries are quite a few, van Persie and Van Bommel didn’t come to the away game with the team; the national team match day has a relatively big impact on clubs."

Gasperini was just dismissed by Inter Milan.

He still insisted on the three-defender formation.

On the other hand, Guardiola returned to the 433 formation.

Van Bommel is vital in Milan’s three-defender system.

Milan needs such a versatile player, although he isn’t specialized in any aspect, maybe advancing with the ball and passing it out, with defensive capabilities is enough, the rest can totally be handed over to teammates.

Pirlo can’t be expected to assume the role of single defensive midfielder when Ramos advances forward.

Rakitic does have similar characteristics, but he lacks experience due to being young, so Guardiola also dares not to try.

Hence the formation changes over several days.

In the 17th minute, Ibrahimovic received Ramos’ cross and first broke through Rome’s goal with a header.

But shortly after, Burdizzo equalized the score with a header as well.

A conflict occurred between Kroos and Pjanic playing as attacking midfielders, a tackle from behind led to a red card and sending off.

Ten-man Milan began to fall into a passive situation.

The core problem remains the FIFA virus.

The players returned to Milan yet didn’t recover.

At this moment, physical exhaustion began to emerge.

In the second half, Milan unexpectedly fell into a plight.

Huang Kaiwen directly opted for a draw seeing the situation.

[Ding, acquired the 1981-1982 Serie A season round seven, Rome VS Cagliari, Paul Falcao 24-hour experience card]

Wow!

This truly is a Rome legend.

Paul Falcao back then was called Brazil’s Iron Triangle together with Zico and Socrates.

This is a typical Brazilian midfielder.

Since he drew it, Huang Kaiwen had no reason not to use it.

Just in time to pay homage to the Rome legend.

In the 63rd minute, Rakitic took the ball in the frontcourt and was fouled by De Rossi, earning Milan a free kick opportunity.

Huang Kaiwen directly walked to the sideline.

Guardiola asked: "Going on?"

"Yes, I’m going up to take the shot."

Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.

Rome belongs to that very resilient kind of team; if the score isn’t increased early, ten-man Milan will drop a goal sooner or later.

By then, trying to equalize will be difficult.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen insisted, Guardiola didn’t say much more.

Just regretted not bringing his latest Magic Artifact.

"Huang Kaiwen has replaced Torres."

"Torres indeed played quite a few matches recently and scored a lot; resting today is also nice."

Huang Kaiwen directly walked to the foul spot.

No Milan players went up to prepare for cooperation.

Because they know Huang Kaiwen doesn’t need cooperation for free kicks.

Instead, there was a commotion among the Rome players.

Stekelenburg hated his teammates to the extent that if AC Milan took the lead, Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t have appeared.

The Dutch goalkeeper saw Huang Kaiwen standing there and felt a panic.

The reaction was similar among Rome’s players forming a wall.

They are just working for money; even if they had more courage than the average player, it doesn’t mean they face death without fear.

In the match before Huang Kaiwen was injured, he had just blasted a ball.

Every player in the wall stood firm in their position, everyone protected their important parts.

Huang Kaiwen found it funny standing at the foul spot.

He stepped back a few steps to the left rear of the ball.

After hearing the whistle, he immediately started his run-up.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Stekelenburg felt that each step Huang Kaiwen took was pounding on his heart.

Bam—

After Huang Kaiwen swung up his right foot, Stekelenburg directly jumped up and stretched out his right arm.

He judged in an instant it’s towards the left side of the goal.

Sure enough, the ball flew straight to the goal from this side over the wall.

But the sensation from the fingertips didn’t make him happy; instead, he felt disenchanted.

The direction was right; the height wasn’t.

It’s a knuckleball!

The ball flew past Stekelenburg’s fingertips and slammed into the net.