Next it's AC Milan's turn.

"Seedorf, you are the most valued person in the team's reconstruction plan, so you must not be affected by Lin Feng's machinations. The team needs you and will never sell you. So, you must

Score this goal!" Leonardo faced Seedorf, AC Milan's second penalty kick, and gave him a lesson.

"I know, coach, I will definitely score this goal. No one can influence me." Seedorf said with firm eyes.

Leonardo breathed a sigh of relief. Seedorf looked ferocious on the outside, but was even more ferocious on the inside. He should not be affected by anyone. Then, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Feng.

Seedorf! - Lin Feng saw Seedorf come out, and his mind instantly filtered out information about him. Lin Feng was also deeply impressed by this man. The most profound ones were two points, one was his relationship with Ronaldinho

The dispute over the number; the second is his feelings for his father. However, of these two points, the first is that Ronaldinho is currently at Chelsea and has nothing to do with Seedorf, and the two do not have any old grudges; the second is that Ronaldinho is currently at Chelsea and has nothing to do with Seedorf.

At this point, Lin Feng would not go so far as to use other people's most sincere affection to win. But Lin Feng naturally has his own methods.

When Seedorf came on the field, Lin Feng also stood up.

"Referee, he interfered with the player's shooting!" Leonardo nervously pointed at Lin Feng and shouted.

The referee looked at Lin Feng and motioned for him to sit down.

Lin Feng shrugged and said that he did not enter the stadium, and FIFA did not have any rules and regulations that did not allow him, as a team assistant, to be in a group. As long as he did not enter the stadium, there would be no regulations that would affect it.

to oneself.

The referee helplessly spread his hands towards Leonardo, saying that Lin Feng did not violate any rules and that he could not restrain him.

Humph! Leonardo kicked the lawn angrily.

"Clarence, don't worry about Lin Feng, shoot! You can definitely score!" Leonardo shouted towards Seedorf.

Mourinho shook his head. This Leonardo is not incompetent, but he is still too young and inexperienced. How can he influence the players at this time? Isn't this putting more pressure on the players?

As Mourinho expected, Seedorf was originally playing lightly, but when Leonardo shouted, he suddenly became nervous. Although this nervousness did not interfere with his shooting of the penalty kick, his whole body began to

He was calculating the gains and losses. And his eyes looked at Lin Feng from time to time, wondering how this guy planned to influence him.

But Lin Feng just walked there slowly, seemingly moving his body.

No matter what, no matter what he says, I don't care, I must score this goal! - Seedorf's eyes flashed fiercely, he glanced at Cech and started to run.

At this time, Lin Feng also started to run.

He... what is he doing during the approach? - Seedorf observed Lin Feng while running, secretly trying to figure out what this guy wanted to do. As a result, he was so distracted that the speed of the approach was also slowed down. Of course, for

For Seedorf, whose shooting power has always been fierce, it is no big deal if his speed is slower. The ball he shoots is equally astonishingly powerful.

But just when he was about to shoot, Lin Feng let out a lion's roar. Seedorf was instinctively startled. His feet were a little slower when he shot, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards Lin Feng.

"Clear your throat, it feels so good!" Lin Feng stretched and said.

Damn it, you're teasing me! - Seedorf didn't care about this, his already slow right foot accelerated again, and hit the football hard.

But at this time, Cech had already grasped the direction of Seedorf's shot and pounced on it.

With a muffled sound, Seedorf's shot hit Cech hard, then bounced back hard and returned to Seedorf's feet again. If this was a penalty kick in a normal game, Seedorf would definitely score.

This goal. But now it's a penalty shootout. Although the ball bounces back, he can no longer shoot.

"Ah~~~~" Seedorf roared angrily. If it weren't for Lin Feng's voice and inexplicable movements just now, how could he be distracted and how could he shoot so straightly? At this moment, did he rush over?

He had the urge to beat Lin Feng violently. But fortunately, he was no longer as impulsive as before. He took a deep breath to hold back the anger in his heart and stepped aside.

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, the most despicable. The richest man in the world is playing dirty tricks. You are the best at being so shameless!" At this time, an angry song from a female fan came from the stands to vent her anger towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shrugged indifferently. If he couldn't bear the scolding, how could he still become the richest man in the world?

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, the smartest. The richest man in the world is eager for wisdom, he is extremely smart and you are the first!" A song similar to the one in the female fans' stands also broke out in the male fans' stands. However, it was adapted to praise Lin Feng. The other party made it up.

I've been scolding him for a whole game, do you think male fans can't learn it?

Lin Feng laughed loudly when he heard this. These male fans are so cute.

At this time, it was Tottenham Hotspur's Ronaldo's turn to shoot.

"Is there anything you can give him?" Lin Feng asked.

Mourinho shook his head.

"Let the other side make trouble, let's not interfere. This can better train our young players. These players will be the skeleton of global dominance in the next ten years. Now there is such a good opportunity to hone their will, what should we do?"

Go and interfere." Mourinho chuckled.

"Aren't you afraid of losing?" Lin Feng clicked his tongue.

"Haha, losing one game and winning a ten-year dynasty is worth it!" Mourinho said confidently.

Lin Feng nodded. What he and others want is a dynasty, not a win or loss in a game. If you lose in this game, you will lose. If you can't win the Triple Crown this year, you can do it next year. So Lin Feng doesn't have any advice.

As a result, after Ronaldo came on the field, Allegra also missed his shot when Allegra targeted his inner weakness.

Then, it was Maldini's turn.

"Lin Feng, this is AC Milan's absolute loyalist Maldini. He has played for AC Milan for 21 years and has experienced countless major competitions. Your little tricks will never affect him." Leonardo was confident.

He yelled at Lin Feng, venting his anger for Lin Feng's interference in the game just now.

Lin Feng frowned. This time he was really in big trouble. This Maldini is not so easy to influence.

"Paul, Paul, Paul!" The female fans cheered loudly in the stands. Paolo Maldini is a legend in football. Almost everyone knows these female fans. Their enthusiasm for them is naturally unmatched by other players.

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At this time, Maldini calmly placed the ball on the penalty spot, smiled slightly, took a few steps back, and prepared to shoot. Before shooting, he glanced at Lin Feng provocatively.

Drink, I respect you as a football legend and am ready to let you and Cech face to face for a fair showdown, but you still come to provoke me. - Lin Feng stood up.

Interesting! - Mourinho smiled slightly. He was naturally aware of Maldini's provocation. Maldini has always had a good reputation and never made any mistakes on the court. This is also a respectable aspect of him. At the same time,

For victory, Maldini is stronger than anyone else. Although he is a defender, he has the desire to win the game more than the forward. Moreover, he likes to challenge the strong.

Just now, Lin Feng was in front of him and used off-field moves one after another to interfere with the shooting of two players. This naturally aroused Maldini's anger. He was provoking Lin Feng at this moment and wanted to prove that not all players will be affected by off-field moves.

Influenced.

Lin Feng laughed. Now it was really interesting. It would be interesting to play with Maldini.

Lin Feng clasped his hands and looked at Maldini silently, constantly calculating in his mind various moves that could interfere with Maldini.

Maldini nodded with satisfaction and started running.

"Paul, you must go in." Leonardo was dissatisfied with Maldini for provoking Lin Feng, but it was hard to say anything. In terms of influence on the team, Maldini was a better coach than him.

Much more. If Maldini retires, he will definitely hold an important position in the team, that's for sure. Therefore, Leonardo has no choice but to let Maldini perform at this moment.

Maldini, run up, shoot!

"Paul, Berlusconi is planning to sell AC Milan to me!" Lin Feng suddenly shouted.

Creak! - Maldini suddenly braked. This news is really shocking. Berlusconi sold AC Milan. How can this not be shocking? Although Maldini is sure that Lin Feng is fake news, but because of Maldini's relationship with AC Milan

He loves it too much, so even if it is false news, he will listen to it with a grain of salt. He is afraid that AC Milan will lose its tradition. Of course, the reason why Maldini is so frightened is that AC Milan's record in the past two seasons is indeed poor, and also

It has directly affected Berlusconi's approval rating as prime minister, and there have been rumors that Berlusconi intends to sell AC Milan to avoid affecting his political career.

Maldini originally wanted to ask clearly and then shoot. However, he suddenly braked and couldn't stop. In his desperate efforts, Maldini's foot also lightly touched the football, and the football slowly rolled towards Cech.

Then, it stopped in front of Cech and never moved again.

"Referee, this ball doesn't count!" Leonardo immediately jumped up and shouted.

But when shooting a penalty kick, if it doesn't touch the ball, it will definitely not count, but as long as it touches the ball, it will count as a shot. Therefore, Maldini missed the goal.

"Lin Feng, can you be more shameless!" Leonardo shouted angrily.

"Both, each other, your female fans are also very powerful! Didn't our team also score?" Lin Feng said, pointing to the score of the penalty shootout between the two sides on the big screen.

Leonardo suddenly stopped.

"Lin Feng, can you tell me, is what you just said true?" Maldini came over.

"It's true and it's false. I just responded to your challenge, but if Berlusconi really can't stand the pressure from the outside world and chooses to sell AC Milan for political purposes, I will definitely acquire such a historic football club."

Lin Feng said with a smile.

"But you already have a club." Maldini frowned.

"But I can buy it through an agent." Lin Feng smiled.

Maldini nodded.

"Mr. Lin, you won today's match. If there is another time, I will definitely win." Maldini turned and left in a graceful manner.

Naturally, the curses of female fans came out again on the field. They tore their throats to interfere with Tottenham Hotspur. But Lin Feng, with just one word, made the AC Milan players make mistakes. You said, this is too disturbing. People are angry.

At this time, it was Tottenham Hotspur's Didier Drogba's turn to take the penalty kick.

But despite Drogba's fierce appearance, he is extremely fragile in his heart. When Allegra mentioned Drogba's hometown and relatives, the guy actually burst into tears on the court. Then, he shot a hasty shot. Blocked by Dida.

This scene left Lin Feng and others speechless. I wanted to blame him, but I really couldn’t. I could only sigh, this guy has a heart of glass. As for the male fans in the stands, they also sighed softly at this moment. .Although the penalty kick was not scored, the fans will not blame Drogba. A person who is so affectionate towards his hometown and relatives deserves respect from everyone. Even the female fans did not cheer anymore, but expressed their silence. I just apologized.

Then, it was AC Milan's McManaman's turn.

McManaman! - Lin Feng's eyes lit up. This player was once the most shining star in British football. He was once likened to Giggs of England. He and Beckenham cooperated on the left and right sides, just like Manchester United's Beckenham and Giggs' cooperation at Manchester United is as pleasing to the eye. However, since the transfer to Real Madrid, there has been silence. In the 2002-2003 season, Chelsea owner Roman Abramovich made a big deal to transfer Shevchenko and Pierno After being brought to Chelsea, AC Milan bought McManaman from Real Madrid at a low price in order to fill the vacancy. However, after several years of being a substitute in Real Madrid, McManaman no longer has the aura he once had.
To be continued...