Golden Greenery

Gennaro Gattuso was stunned when he saw Petre Bonacio coming in from the tunnel. He originally wanted to find someone in the visiting team's locker room, but unexpectedly he met the real owner here.

Bonaccio knew Gattuso's face, but he didn't want to talk to any Milanese. When he saw Gattuso, he just gave him a very disdainful look, then took out his lighter and lit the cigarette in his hand, and then leaned on On the wall, one hand was in his pocket, head tilted back, and he was sucking fiercely.

He was originally looking for trouble, but was ignored by this old guy as if he were nothing. Master Ba suddenly became furious, and his evil spirit was released in an instant, and Tianling Gai was filled with fighting spirit. "Fuck you, old man, you dare to act so arrogantly on Milan's territory, you're looking for death!"

The eighth master's hair and beard stood upright like steel needles, his eyes were as wide as his testicles, his voice was like a bell, and his angry roar echoed in the silent passage. ‘Die~die~~die~~~’!

Bonacio was furious, stood up straight in horror, and stared at Gattuso coldly like an eagle. "Little bastard, say it again!" His voice was colder than his eyes.

At this time, Ba Ye was a lion, and his roar was like a lion's roar. "Old bastard, you deserve to be an old Milan general. There are no old beasts like you in Milan. Do you want to fight? Grandpa Eight will teach you how to behave today!"

‘Be a human being~ a human being~~~’

Bunacius didn't say much. He threw the long cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, opened his stance and pushed towards Gattuso. He is a wolf, and the fight between the wolf and the lion is imminent. At this moment, Zhuo Yang followed and walked into the A9 channel.

Zhuoyang's sudden appearance made both Gattuso and Bunahio stop their eagerness to try, especially Bunahio. The murderous look in Zhuoyang's eyes half an hour ago was still fresh in his memory. Although he was confident that there would be no problem with one-on-one, and it was not just once or twice for him to defeat two or three young men single-handedly and achieve a complete victory, it was common sense for a fighter not to be attacked from both sides.

Bonacio looked at Gattuso and Zhuoyang warily, his fists already in a boxing stance.

"Zhuoyang, what are you doing here?" Jia Baye asked knowingly.

Zhuo Yang heard Ba Ye's lion roar outside the passage and couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He didn't think that two versus one had a better chance of winning, but because he could observe Ba Ye's skills live. Ever since the fight was arranged, in order to know himself and the enemy, Zhuo Yang had been secretly searching for footage of Gattuso boxing, but found nothing. Disappointed, he could only prepare for an encounter with Master Ba.

Unexpectedly, there was a bright future in another village, and with only four days left, he and Ba Ye would meet on the battlefield where they were beating the 'enemy'. You can watch Gattuso's punching routines and body movements for free, which makes him overjoyed. This is coincident,

Zhuo Yang's previous depression was swept away.

"What else can I do? I'm here to beat up this old guy just like you. He just punched me in a sneak attack. He was so crazy that he was so mad that he was born an old guy who deserves to be beaten." Zhuoyang is neither a lion nor a wolf. He is a fox. "However, since you, Master Ba, also have this intention, then please do."

"What! He also stole a beating from you?" Ba Ye looked domineering in the Lion King's fight for supremacy.

"Is that so? The old guy is evil. He choked Master Jiu until there were five finger marks on his neck, and beat me until I almost lost my breath. He was looking for death. Master Eight, get him." Zhuo Yang continued to do the 'please' gesture.

"That's so damn bad! I've never seen anyone who dares to be so lawless in San Siro. It's unjust to stop him." Gattuso was still in a raging mood. "I'll be patient and give you this opportunity to take revenge."

"Baye, you are older, seniority will be given priority, please."

"Zhuoyang, you just suffered a loss. If you are happy with your grudges, you will be a man in the world. Please."

"Ba Ye's martial arts skills are unparalleled, please."

"Master Zhuo is invincible in the world, please."

"Baye please!"

"Master Zhuo, please!"

Both the lion and the fox have become chicken thieves. They both want to see the other's skills, and they don't want the other to see their own skills. The target man, the old wolf Bunahio, has been completely ignored.

"Please give me a hammer——!!!" Bunahio was so angry that a spark could blow him up. The two of them simply regarded him as a lamb to be slaughtered and a fish on the chopping board. "You two bastards, come on together!" It's never a big deal if one hits two.

"Bah!" Zhuo Yang spat lightly. "Are you worthy? Even with your fucking three-legged cat skills, you are worthy of letting me and Master Ba go up together? How big is your face? Is your butt as big as that? Bah!"

"Bah!!" Master Ba spit heavily. "You don't deserve it. To beat an old coffin like you, you need us to join forces? If the news spreads, you can't afford to lose that person. Bah!!"

"Baye please~"

"Master Zhuo, please~"

Bonacio is going crazy. If the two of them continue to be so condescending, he will go crazy. "Have a hammer, please. If you want a beating, hit it quickly. Come on together, please..."

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!!"

"Baye please!"

"Master Zhuo, please!"

"I'm watching the enemy formation for Master Ba, Master Ba please!"

"I stand to support Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo please!"

"Baye please!"

"Master Zhuo, please!"

"Stop fighting—" Bunahio jumped into the center of the passage holding his head. "Don't argue, don't argue. Are you determined not to go together?"

"nonsense!"

"shit!"

"Well, I'll fight you one by one, and no one can run away. If you have the guts, line up and wait for grandpa to beat you." One-on-one, that's not a big deal. Bunahio looked at Gattuso and then at Zhuo Yang.

Gattuso's beard and hair are spread out, and he is domineering, while Zhuoyang has a playful smile and a carefree face. In Bunacio's view, Gattuso is obviously more powerful. It is more reasonable to overturn Gattuso first while he has enough energy, and then beat Zhuoyang severely. It is obviously a matter of a snap of a finger.

"You!" Bonacio pointed at Master Ba: "Gattuso, fight me first."

Zhuo Yang was overjoyed: "Master Eight, congratulations, please—"

Gattuso: "..."

Zhuo Yang opened his eyes wide and prepared to watch and learn from the fight between the two. Buonaxiu was undoubtedly the most suitable boxing target today. This was simply a gift from God. Bounaxiu has boxing skills, and Zhuo Yang estimates that he is stronger than Mex, maybe to the level of Bierhoff, and maybe a little weaker than himself. But no matter what, the old boy will definitely not be the opponent of Ba Ye, the amateur boxing king, but he will not be knocked down by Ba Ye in one blow.

Boxing is afraid of young people! How could an old man in his early fifties be the opponent of the 28-year-old Jia Ba Ye who was in his physical prime? If he was wise, he would definitely adopt a defensive posture first, instead of engaging in a war of attrition with Ba Ye, and try to find the right flaw to hit him. . Ba Ye will rely on his youth and physical strength to launch a raindrop of attacks. This is common sense.

You two, you come and I go back and forth a few more rounds, so that I can see enough to see clearly.

As Zhuo Yang expected, after the two of them got together and raised their fists in a standard boxing posture, the old wolf Buonacio did not launch an attack rashly, but slightly shook his upper body and head, staring at Gattuso intently.

To Zhuo Yang's surprise, the Lion King and the Eighth Master did not launch an attack immediately. He also took the same action very cautiously, without triggering the attack. As a result, Zhuo Yang admired Master Ba even more and was convinced.

Jia Baye is such a master, a man as fierce as a lion, but he does not despise the opponent in front of him at all. This is the quality of a peerless master. Strategically despised and tactically valued, it is not unreasonable for Gattuso to shock the football world with his punches.

Fox Zhuoyang watched the lion and wolf fighting in front of him excitedly. Suddenly, the animals became fierce and started training.

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