When Piacenza's players went to the locker room to rest and entered the San Siro Stadium, AC Milan had already warmed up. In addition to the whole stadium, they were nearly 70,000 Milan fans gathered in the stands from all directions.

"Shh!!!!"

The huge booing sounds were deafening. These fans did not have any kindness to this team that defeated them in the first half of the season and began to become famous. They were unable to interfere with the situation of the opponent, and then the team would harvest the game.

Unfortunately, Piacenza is no longer the team that has not experienced strong winds and waves. The team members ignored the booing from all directions and began to warm up training under Conte's arrangement.

After losing the last round of the league, the support given by their own fans is still surging in the players' hearts. In any case, they will try their best to win in this game. Compared with this, the interference of Milan fans is like drizzle.

On the court, Liu Feng, Flokari and Aubameyang were conducting shooting training. At various positions in front of the penalty area and in front of the penalty spot, each of the three conducted at least one set of training. After the basic training, Liu Feng himself conducted another round of free kick training.

As the three-man training target, Maurantano saved many shots from Flocari and Aubameyang in several rounds of saves, but only facing Liu Feng, he tried his best but could not stop the ball flying out of Liu Feng's feet from flying into the goal.

"Feng, you are in such a good state!"

After the warm-up, Piacenza players walked towards the locker room, and Maurantano wiped his sweat and walked to Liu Feng with a smile: "In a short game, we must torture the goalkeeper who tortures Milan."

"Uh..." Liu Feng laughed at Tanho's words: "Roberto, I will definitely do it, but we will leave our goal to you."

"Haha, I'm in very good shape today. Look at Sergio and Pierre, I love their expressions so much!"

"Puff!" Liu Feng followed Malantanho's words and looked at the two depressed forward partners. He really saw the expression of the dog on their faces, and it was obviously thrown into pieces by his own goalkeeper.

"Come on together."

Before he knew it, the locker room had arrived. Maurantano patted Liu Feng on the shoulder and walked into the penalty area first. Liu Feng followed closely behind and stepped into it.

"Okay, boys, let's emphasize the general tactics of this game..."

After the players of the team sat down, head coach Conte once again stood in front of the tactical board and began to talk about tactical arrangements.

Time passed by minute by minute...

"Hello CCTV, CCTV, audience, welcome to the 30th round of the 2008-2009 Serie A League match against Piacenza. I am commentator Liu Jianhong!"

When Liu Jianhong's voice reached every fan's ears through the TV, the players on both sides of the court had already stood up.

"Piacenza chose to kick off the ball at the beginning of this game, and at this moment, Chinese players Liu Feng and Flokari are already standing in front of the kickoff point."

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"Okay, I will introduce the starting list of the two teams in this game to you. Kaka! The ball is intercepted!!!" Just as Liu Jianhong slowly took out a document, the game on the court had changed, and he quickly locked his eyes on the game screen.

On the court, the ball walked around Piacenza for a while and then reached Nocerino's feet in the midfield. Nocerino raised his foot and was about to pass the ball. However, the next moment, as soon as the ball left his feet and rolled towards Naingran, a red and black figure appeared between the two.

That person was Kaka wearing the No. 22 red and black sword suit!

Kaka was in very good shape in this game. As the team's offensive midfielder, he entered the Piacenza half from his own half from the beginning, and directly seized the opportunity after Nocerino's obviously random pass.

"Kaka dribbled the ball and directly chose to advance, and Marchisioca was on his way forward!"

Fortunately, Piacenza's condition in this game was very different from the previous round. After Marcisio quickly got out of position and blocked Kaka's move to speed up, Nocerino, who had conceded the ball and Naingran on the other side, had quickly returned to defense, and soon set up a new defense line behind Marcisio.

In this way, Milan's intention to fight back quickly was naturally extinguished. After trying several breakthroughs but failed, Kaka did not stick the ball. She directly chose to allocate the ball to the front right side and retreated to meet him.

After getting the ball, Inzaghi did not choose to break forward, but passed the ball to Beckham who had already pressed on the midfield line. After getting the ball, Beckham got it and escaped Liu Feng's interference and rammed the ball back to Pirlo, the soul of Milan's midfield.

The pace of the game slowed down for a while.

However, this is just an illusion.

When Liu Jianhong thought he had finally had time to finish the starting lineup that had said a few words, Pirlo made two passes and one match with Ambrocsini and suddenly attacked Flokari after taking the ball. With a precise long pass, he hanged the ball behind Piacenza's defense.

The next moment, Pato, who was entangled with Nocerino who had retreated from the right side of the Piacenza defense line, suddenly started, and then threw away the opponent around him and rushed towards the ball landing point.

"Pato! He got the ball in front of the penalty area and went straight in!"

Everyone's eyes were gathered at this moment on the young player wearing the Milan No. 7 jersey.

At this moment, the closest defensive player to Pato was Astori beside him. He rushed towards the opponent as soon as Pato broke into the penalty area, but he was desperate to find that he could not hold on to the opponent as soon as possible.

In this flash of lightning, Astori had no choice. He chose to stretch out his left leg and touch Pato's support leg when he was about to be thrown away by Pato's next step.

Both players also fell into the penalty area the next moment.

"Shh!" The game was stopped by the referee with a whistle.

"Boom!!!" San Siro's home fans let out a collective roar at this moment, shouting loudly for a penalty kick.

"Astori and Pato fell in the penalty area at the same time, and the referee is communicating with the linebacker!" Liu Jianhong's voice was a little nervous, and his eyes were staring at the referee on the court like countless Piacenza fans.

When the referee blew the whistle again and pointed his hands at the penalty spot, the tension reached its extreme.
Chapter completed!