Golden Greenery

Philip Meix lay on the mat and cried as if his biological father was dead. In fact, he would never cry like this if his biological father was really dead. He would not even shed a single tear, because he had publicly said that he hoped to kill him. Damn that old thing.

Zhuo Yang didn't try to coax him, he just packed his things and prepared to leave.

On the guillotine, as long as Zhuo Yang used a little more force, Mex's cervical vertebra would be broken, and of course he would be miserable. Zhuo Yang held him in his arms and asked triumphantly: "Do you admit defeat? If you don't admit defeat, I will kill you. Do you admit defeat?"

Mex was unable to struggle due to the huge pain in his cervical spine and could not breathe at all. He really wanted to say "I give up", but he could not make a sound, and Zhuo Yang also forgot about this.

"Do you admit defeat? Do you admit it?"

Max was really panicked, and even his consciousness began to blur. He knew that Zhuoyang didn't want his life, but if this continued for another ten seconds, he would be dead if he didn't want it. The fear of death enveloped his remaining consciousness. In ten seconds, he and Zhuo Yang would be finished for the rest of their lives.

At the critical moment of life and death, Mex's mind was like a dream, and he suddenly dreamed of the TV fighting show he had watched. I have to say, their lives are really good.

Mexes used his only movable right hand and used the little strength he had to hit the mat with all his strength. Snapped! Snapped! 'Slap hard, this means admitting defeat. Zhuo Yang, who was so proud, suddenly realized after seeing it, and quickly let go to unlock it, and both of them saved the day.

Zhuo Yang stared blankly at Mex, who was greedily breathing air, with cold sweat dripping from his body. He was also frightened: I almost... killed him.

After regaining his breath, Max cried loudly: "Ah~~~I lost~~Ah~~~I gave up~~~I gave up~~~~Ah~~~~Hero~~~you Why did he die~~~ah~~~~how did he die~~~ah~~~"

Zhuo Yang: "..."

"Then what, die of old age, die of old age after living for 120 years... what you taught me when you were 110 years old... yes, that's it."

"Ah~~~~~~Ah~~~~Dead~~Dead~~~Zhuo Yang~~~I give up~~~~I can't beat you~~~~Ah~~~~~"

"Philip, you are a man." After packing his things, Zhuoyang said to Max, who was still lying on the ground and sobbing softly: "We have written off the matter and will not fight in the future. If you want to talk to me about something else, , or have a drink or something, I’d be honored.”

Seeing that Mex had no intention of getting up and shaking hands with him, Zhuo Yang could only give up. "Then...I'm leaving first, you...I'm leaving."

I put on my bag and put on my hat. There was one less scarf to cover my mouth than last time. After all, the weather was getting warmer and the scarf was a bit awkward. Looking back at Max, Zhuo Yang gently opened the door.

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Maldini was puzzled: Why was he crying inside? It wasn't Zhuo Yang's voice. Did the French boy cry after being beaten? No, that guy is a tough guy!

Not understanding what was going on, Maldini was wondering if he should break down the door, and thinking about getting closer to listen, the Cavalier put his face closer to the crack in the door. Just at this moment, Zhuo Yang opened the door. He poked his head around to observe what was going on outside. He didn't even think about the big face at the door.

Their noses almost touched each other. Ma Dui and Zhuo Yang were both startled, and Mao stood up in shock. ‘Ouch’, Zhuo Yang subconsciously quickly shrank his head back, and Zhuo Yang would habitually kick this old face. Fortunately, after pulling away, he saw clearly that it was the cavalry, and he stopped his muscles and got up.

The two of them looked at each other like this, feeling a little embarrassed. Zhuo Yang was stealing the fight, and the cavalry was eavesdropping. This was not something a serious person should do.

In the end, young people reacted faster, and Zhuo Yang took the lead with a smile on his face. "Hey, Brother Paul, what a coincidence?" After saying that, Zhuo Yang walked out of the door and walked past the cavalry. He didn't stop for a step like a normal person and walked straight to the way he came. If you observe carefully, you can still see that he is walking faster and faster.

Maldini was so confused. How could a regular person like him have seen such a nonsensical routine before? Just as he was about to raise his legs to chase Zhuo Yang, he was left behind by Max's cry.

After thinking about it, Maldini walked into the room and closed the door gently.

Zhuo Yang walked faster and faster, not daring to look back at all. As soon as he reached the corner, a big head suddenly popped out, scaring him bald again. If he hadn't understood in time, Kaka's pretty face would have been kicked to pieces.

"Yo~~~yo~~~you~~~~yo~~~" Kaka teased Zhuo Yang with a wink.

"Who stepped on your kidney? Let's go, let's go." Before he could say anything or ask anything, Zhuo Yang picked up Kaka and ran away.

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Maldini looked at Mexes who was crying so much that he couldn't help but feel sympathy. He likes to be sentimental as he gets older. Three times! He had three fights with Zhuo Yang, not counting the slap in the face at the beginning of the trouble. Maldini didn't even need to analyze who won these three times. Zhuoyang tied with the entire Roma team that day. Do you still need to ask if he was one-on-one?

"Oh! Philip, you are a very good player. I have always admired you. Stop fighting in the future and play football well." As he said, Maldini reached out and gently stroked Mexes' hair.

Maybe it was the magnetic voice of the cavalry, or maybe it was because of the desolation in Mex's own heart. At this moment, when he heard Maldini's obviously caring and kind words, he could no longer suppress his grievance and was beaten three times in a row. Unable to resist the grievance. Mexes suddenly hugged Maldini and buried his head in the arms of the Cavaliers.

"Ah~~~~~Brother Paul~~~~Ah~~~~" He cried like a child.

Maldini patted his back and let the child's tears wet his front. "It's over, it's over. Don't fight anymore. Singing is not as good as dancing. Fighting is not as good as playing football. It's not as good as playing football."

At this moment, Maldini felt more like a loving father in the heart of Philippe Mex, who lacked fatherly love.

Many years later, Zhuoyang had left AC Milan. At that time, Milan's defense was severely out of control. After the famous Serie A defender Mexes was summoned by Maldini, who had retired for many years, he transferred to Milanello without hesitation and became Milan. The backbone of the defense.

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The accumulated air-burning time of a top-quality cigar will be as long as one and a half hours, and its most suitable taste is to take a puff when the cigarette butt is about to go out. Therefore, a senior cigar smoker always sits for a long time, extinguishing the smoke. Many times. That's not a show, but a deep understanding of the art of cigars.

Ancelotti's group of people are ignorant of the trend. Their mouths are like bellows and they smoke until the cigar rod is hot. They think they are very powerful.

"None of these lounges is well ventilated." Ancelotti said: "Looking at a room full of smoke, it's not like when I was in the United States..."

Everyone was habitually waiting for him to finish bragging and cheering, "Yes, yes". The door at the other end of the corridor opened again, and Zhuoyang and Kaka walked in together.

"...If you attack from back to front, I will run from left to right. If you want to attack from left to right, I will run from top to bottom. If you attack in a circle, I will run in a circle..."

The two of them didn't stop talking or moving.

‘Bang! ’