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He bent down and grabbed Wagner Love’s collar.

Looking down, he roared, ”You ran into me yourself, just fucking want a penalty, damn coward, liar, you bastard...”

Wagner Love did not resist.

He did not argue back either.

He even had the expression of a victim.

Nesta wished he could kill him.

Seeing the referee reach for his own shirt.

Maldini clasped his hands together, pleading, ”He’s just too agitated today, usually he has a good temper, Mr. Referee, please give him a chance.”

The main referee, Temmonk shook his head.

He pulled out a red card from his shirt pocket.

Lifted his right hand high.

Boom—

Temmonk’s red card acted like a catalyst.

It completely set off the emotions of the Milan fans.

Accompanied by the fans’ swearing.

Milan fans began to throw miscellaneous objects onto the field.

”There are no fireworks today; the security check at the stadium did a good job.”

Zhang discovered a blind spot.

”Maldini is holding Nesta, comforting him.”

”Huang Kaiwen and Kaka went to the sidelines, they are persuading the fans.”

”If they don’t calm down, AC Milan might be ruled to have lost the game.”

”The last call was indeed a mistake.”

”The angle of the replay is very clear.”

”Wagner Love’s fall was greatly exaggerated, he was deliberately trying to draw a foul.”

”No wonder Nesta was so angry, Nesta has always had a bad temper, he was very impulsive during his time at Lazio.”

”Right, last season when AC Milan visited Lazio, Inzaghi took a dive, and Nesta didn’t give his former teammate any face at all, just slapped him.”

”Yes, I was commentating at that time.”

Zhang chuckled and said, ”Every time Nesta returns to Lazio for an away game, he gets booed, I guess he was angry that day, too.”

”Lazio fans are a bit unreasonable,” Huang Jianxiang said indignantly. ”Nesta came up through Lazio’s youth system, grew into the team captain, turned down many offers from other clubs. When Lazio was in a financial crisis, he stepped up to secure life-saving money for them.”

”Ah, fans’ issues, you can’t be clear about them.”

”The Milan fans at the scene have finally calmed down, and the staff are urgently clearing the miscellaneous objects from the field.”

”Huang Kaiwen covers his mouth and communicates with Kaka, their expressions tell us they’re quite dissatisfied with how today’s match has gone.”

”The game has restarted.”

”Wagner Love, who manufactured the penalty, stands at the twelve-yard mark himself, takes a run-up, aims at the left side... and the ball is in.”

”CSKA Moscow forwards 2:1.”

”However, AC Milan doesn’t need to panic, only 11 minutes have passed in the second half, they have plenty of time to even the score.”

”Ancelotti is making a substitution.”

”It’s Stam, there was talk of a slight injury to Stam before, coming on now seems a bit risky.”

”Stam is replacing Toni.”

”Now AC Milan only has one substitution spot left, their top priority is to stabilize their mentality.”

...

CSKA Moscow players celebrate wildly.

”Guys!”

Maldini looked towards his teammates.

”I know how difficult today’s match has been,” Maldini said. ”We have been treated unfairly, the trophy is slipping away, some people don’t want to see us win. But precisely because of this, we have to give our all. Winning the championship is the best retaliation against them!”

”Right, who laughs last is still uncertain!”

Huang Kaiwen extended his right hand.

Maldini placed his hand on top.

”We can’t give up,” Kaka added his hand too.

”The championship belongs to Milan!”

The Milan players stepped forward one by one.

All hands came together.

”Milan!”

With Maldini’s shout.

The others together cried out, ”Champions!!!”

The bad call in the first half affected Milan’s morale.

But the continuous unfair treatment only stirred up the fighting spirit of the Milan players.

Many teams have had their moments of glory.

Elite clubs are elite because they never back down in adversity.

Such character is written into the very bones of the club by generations of players with championships and sweat.

AC Milan is one such team.

Back to the center circle for the restart.

The ten-men AC Milan’s spirit was like that of a dragon.

Shevchenko laid it off to Kaka.

After receiving the ball, Kaka immediately passed it to the flank.

Huang Kaiwen turned and played a pass back to Pirlo.

Pirlo and Ambrosini began to control the pace in the backfield.

They played neither too hastily nor too slowly.

You couldn’t tell at all that Milan was behind.

Only when the opponent’s players came pressuring did Pirlo send a long pass forward.

Under the harassment of Rakhimov, Kaka failed to control the ball.

Aldonin, receiving the ball, quickly distributed it wide.

Aleksei Berezutski surged forward with the ball.

After a few combinations with his teammates, Berezutski broke past the midfield line.

Just as he looked to chip the ball to Zhirkov,

The ball struck Cafu squarely.

Faced with this unexpected gift,

Cafu reacted swiftly.

He charged up and swung his right foot for a long pass towards the left wing.

The ball arced across a great swath of the pitch toward Huang Kaiwen.

In a flash, numerous Central Army players converged on Huang Kaiwen.

As the ball came down,

Huang Kaiwen hadn’t even secured possession,

When Aldonin came in with a sliding tackle.

With a flick of his left foot,

Huang Kaiwen directed the ball from behind to his right,

Narrowly avoiding the opponent’s feet.

Rakhimov immediately charged at him again.

Huang Kaiwen pushed the ball forward with his right foot.

Rakhimov’s eyes widened,

He had already guessed Huang Kaiwen’s next move.

But still,

He was left behind.

”Fried meatballs!!!”

”Kevin’s dribbling is really foolproof.”

”Kevin passes to Kaka and he himself charges into the box.”

”Lobbed pass!”

”Kevin is back-to-goal, what’s he planning?”

Entering the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen saw the ball’s trajectory was behind him.

He quickly turned his back to the goal.

With a thrust of his legs, he leapt into the air.

His whole body stretched gracefully midair.

The twenty thousand spectators in the stands watched the penalty area without blinking.

Akinfeev tensed his legs,

Ready to make a save at any moment.

Just as the ball flew towards him.

Huang Kaiwen in mid-air, arched back forcefully.

His left foot struck the ball in stride.

Bang—

Akinfeev dived to the ground in an instant, but still couldn’t stop the ball from sneaking inside the post and into the net.

2:2.

They’ve equalized!