章 81: 0079 What C·Ronaldo (Request for Monthly Votes and Recommendation Votes)

"Kevin, Kevin."

Inzaghi, extremely anxious, grabbed Huang Kaiwen's shoulders and kept shaking them.

He lamented with a tragic face, "You promised me to hit the clubs together after the match, you can't get hurt now!"

"Buzz off!"

Huang Kaiwen pushed Inzaghi away. "Ugh..."

His stomach was already hurt from a collision with Thuram, and Inzaghi's shaking made it worse.

Huang Kaiwen squatted by the side of the field, retching continuously.

"Damn it, Thuram did that on purpose."

"Even though the score is even now, I'd rather the goal hadn't gone in if Kevin gets hurt."

"The referee didn't even think to show a card, damn it, did they take Juventus's dirty money?"

"Crap, today's referee must be in cahoots with Juventus."

"He even didn't want to issue a single card."

Crudeli shouted angrily.

The AC Milan medical team came onto the field and checked him over.

Seeing that Huang Kaiwen was alright, they left the field.