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70: 0068 Genuine Three Musketeers (Seeking Monthly Pass and Recommendations)

70: 0068 Genuine Three Musketeers (Seeking Monthly Pass and Recommendations)

May 4th.

Huang Kaiwen is on the starting list.

The recently luckless Huang Kaiwen feels somewhat uneasy.

Resigned to an early demise.

Having changed into his kit, he chose to draw a card straight away.

[Ding, you have obtained the 1984-1985 Dutch League Season, Round 11, Feyenoord vs.

Eindhoven, Gullit’s single-game experience card]

Huang Kaiwen’s eyes went wide.

Had his fortunes turned, reaching an extreme and reversing?

Gullit, this was Gullit!

The previous Milan trio, the Dutch trio.

The trio of Gullit, Basten, and Rijkaard was far stronger than the knockoff version he formed with Kaka and Inzaghi.

It was mainly Inzaghi dragging down the group’s level.

Huang Kaiwen hadn’t really watched Gullit play, but from gaming, he knew that Gullit was the most versatile player among the trio, capable of playing many positions.

And in the games, Gullit was the strongest player.

Whether in terms of physicality or skill, he was top level.

Today, there was no need to worry.

Huang Kaiwen used the [24-hour Injury Immunity Card].

“Hey, we’re here to play a match, not hit the nightclub.

No need to be so excited.”

Inzaghi, who didn’t make the starting lineup, complained.

Having lost to Huang Kaiwen and Kaka for two consecutive times, he was really annoyed.

Huang Kaiwen looked at Inzaghi with disdain.

He took a scratch card out of the locker.

Started scratching it off right in front of Inzaghi.

With his luck running so high today, it was the perfect time to not waste it.

As Huang Kaiwen’s coin scraped across the card, Inzaghi’s breathing became noticeably quicker.

“Damn it, did you print these yourself or what?”

Inzaghi yelled, grabbing the collar of Huang Kaiwen’s jersey.

Staring intently at the scratch card in Huang Kaiwen’s hand.

500,000!

It was the second time he saw Huang Kaiwen scratch off a big prize.

Having witnessed someone else win big twice, Inzaghi felt extremely uncomfortable.

Last time he saw Huang Kaiwen win big, Inzaghi also bought a lot.

Damn it,

he had blown half a year’s salary.

Why was Huang Kaiwen so lucky?

Inzaghi felt deeply injured.

“Today, if we win, I’ll treat everyone to fun, and I’ll cover all expenses!” Huang Kaiwen quickly announced in the now strangely tense Milan locker room.

“Long live Kevin!!!”

“We must celebrate properly today.”

“Just in time to celebrate our moving into the finals.”

“Sounds good,” said Huang Kaiwen nonchalantly.

“Today no one spares any expenses for me; anyone who tries to is looking down on me.”

“Okay, let’s focus on winning the match first,” Maldini waved his hands, herding his teammates out of the locker room like ducks and reminding them, “Let’s see if you still feel like celebrating if we lose the game.”

“We can’t lose.”

“Eindhoven is nothing compared to us.”

Huang Kaiwen smirked and followed them out.

He knew that in his previous life, Milan had lost this match, and only advanced thanks to away goals.

…

“Huang Kaiwen reappears in Milan’s starting lineup.”

“He got injured many times this season, but each time he has made a comeback fit for a king.

Probably even Ancelotti doesn’t care about Huang Kaiwen’s injuries anymore,” Zhang said with a laugh.

“Looking at the warm-up, Huang Kaiwen’s condition isn’t bad.

Whoa, he’s actually taking on Stam and even knocked him over.”

“Stam surely wasn’t serious since it’s just a warm-up with a teammate.”

“Huang Kaiwen and Kaka are starting to have fun on the pitch, passing the ball airborne to each other while the director, also curious about when the ball will hit the ground, gives a close-up.”

“They’ve passed it 30 times without it touching the ground.

Both players seem to be in good shape today.”

“Let’s take a look at the starting lineups for both teams.”

Eindhoven 433:

Goalkeeper: Heurelho Gomes,

Defenders: Lee Young-pyo, Bouma, Alex, Lucius,

Midfielders: Van Bommel, Johan Vogel, Cocu,

Forwards: Park Ji-sung, Jan Vennegoor, Farfan.

Milan 451:

Goalkeeper: Dida,

Defenders: Maldini, Nesta, Stam, Cafu,

Midfielders: Ambrosini, Pirlo, Gattuso, Kaka, Huang Kaiwen,

Forward: Shevchenko.

As they returned from warming up,

Ancelotti seemed a bit nervous as he pulled Huang Kaiwen aside and handed him a bag as was his custom.

This time Fat Ancelotti didn’t explain its origin but said gravely, “You have to be extremely careful in today’s match.

The two South Koreans are very rough, they play with a lot of physicality and aren’t afraid to use their hands.

That Van Bommel is also dirty and often commits malicious fouls.

Bouma and Alex are also prone to fouling, and I’m not sure whether it’s the right decision to let you play today.”

“Don’t worry, Coach, I’ll be careful,”

Huang Kaiwen assured, patting his chest.

If it weren’t for the “Injury Immunity Card,” he really would have to be careful.

“Team Umbrella” along with the two South Koreans—that was practically hell mode.

Last time he had focused solely on playing “Landlord,” he hadn’t noticed so many familiar stars in Eindhoven.

Today, most of this Eindhoven team would eventually transfer to mainstream leagues to play.

The Netherlands Eredivisie is indeed a talent factory.

Back in the players’ tunnel, Huang Kaiwen discreetly disposed of the pouch Ancelotti had sewn.

A few of the Italy teammates looked very serious.

Maldini took Huang Kaiwen’s hand and advised, “You must give it your all today.”

“Yes, Captain.”

The 2002 World Cup had ended not long ago.

It was normal for Italians to hold a grudge.

Tonight, Eindhoven had two South Korean players starting.

At 7:45 PM, the Norwegian referee Hauge blew the whistle to start the game.

After the kickoff, Shevchenko quickly passed back.

The Peruvian winger Farfan from the other team pressed aggressively and swiftly, and Kaka quickly tapped the ball to Huang Kaiwen.

Park Ji-sung charged straight at Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t pass the ball back to Kaka.

He chose to dribble it himself.

He felt that “Gullit’s” ball sense was good.

Huang Kaiwen felt that today his strength had increased a lot, and his speed was not slow either.

Facing Park Ji-sung, he drove the ball forward decisively.

Seeing Park Ji-sung accelerate towards him, Huang Kaiwen also chose to speed up.

The two men converged on a narrow path, neither slowing down.

Huang Kaiwen, hugging the sideline with the ball, collided shoulder to shoulder fiercely with his opponent.

That sight almost stopped Ancelotti’s heart on the sideline.

But what Ancelotti hadn’t expected was that Huang Kaiwen surged forward with the ball, while the South Korean player was knocked over by him.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen’s so aggressive play for the first time, Ancelotti started questioning life.

Was Kevin starting to give up on himself after being injured too many times?

Seeing Van Bommel rush towards Huang Kaiwen with a slide tackle,

Ancelotti’s heart tightened again.

Fortunately, Huang Kaiwen didn’t choose to tackle it head on.

He lofted the ball up, leaping over his opponent.

“Kaka and Shevchenko are rushing towards the penalty area.”

“Kevin is still dribbling the ball, Bouma can’t help it anymore, he’s going in for the challenge.”

“Deep-fried meatball, beautiful!!!”

“Kevin’s ‘Deep-fried Meatball’ has appeared again, and even after seeing it many times, I never tire of it.

Kevin sends the ball into the penalty area with a kick, Kaka!!!”

“He’s in on goal!!!”

“A push shot, and the ball is in!!”

“Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Just 1 minute into the game, Kevin has assisted Kaka.

The cooperation between Milan’s two geniuses is just amazing, they are like Cruyff and Rensenbrink, Maradona and Caniggia, the most wonderful duo.”

“Kevin and Kaka are indispensable to each other!!!”