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"'Psychedelic' is the most advanced nightclub here! Of course, it's still not as good as those nightclubs in Milan, don't you think so, Demon King?"

In a nightclub with dim light and blaring music, Andre Tozo asked Gao Zheng beside him loudly.

The tone was as if Gao Zheng was a nightclub veteran.

Gao Zheng quickly waved his hand: "No, I haven't been to nightclubs in Milan much..."

"Well, I've been there anyway!"

Gao Zheng scratched his head: "I've been there a few times, all with my teammates..."

"Then you know more than us!" Tozuo put a high hat on Gao Zheng. "You must be the 'Night Club Demon King'!"

Gao Zheng wanted to tear off the hat: "I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

On the table in front of them, there were some beers.

Although it is said that professional players should strictly avoid alcoholic beverages, this is a theoretical statement. In fact, very few people can live in such strict accordance with those theories. After all, professional players are also human beings who need to socialize. It is impossible to live in a vacuum without contacting anyone.

So drinking is not too unusual for professional players. As long as you don't drink too much, don't drink too much, and don't get drunk the night before a game. In fact, not to mention drinking, smoking is not a very uncommon thing in the professional player circle... Can they not know that smoking is harmful to the body? But it's just a bite.

Gao Zheng drank very restrainedly, just like when Lao Zhao saw him off in China, and Andre Tozo in front of him was obviously drunk.

Gao Zheng turned his head and glanced at Mauro Icardi. When the boy followed them to the nightclub, he was vigilant like a wolf in a strange environment, looking around constantly, as if to find out the hidden danger. Danger in those shadows.

But now, after a few beers, he's relaxed. Although not as excited as Tozuo, the eyes looking at Gao Zheng are not as sharp as before. Now he was head to head with Alberto Massi, not knowing what they were talking about.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Gao Zheng's mouth curled up.

No matter how the relationship was before, as long as you can sit at the same table and drink, there are no friends you can't make. If that doesn't work, try another dozen.

Why did he have to call Icardi regardless of Marcy's opposition?

Of course, I hope it will be easier for everyone to get along with each other in the future.

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The explosive music in the nightclub ended, and the DJ changed to a soothing music. The men and women on the dance floor also returned to their positions one after another, drank a glass of wine to quench their thirst, rested, and prepared to fight again, and then took the opportunity to share with each other the "harvest" just now. Some people simply took the girl they just met Back to his seat.

When David Leto returned with Gianluca Sanpetro, both men were a little bit aggrieved.

Upon seeing this, Gao Zheng asked jokingly, "What's wrong? Did you let a man touch your butt?"

"David met Jelenic," Sanpetro said.

Marcy froze for a moment: "The man from 'Turkey'?"

Leto nodded.

"It's unlucky!" Tozo muttered, "You can meet those damned people when you play here..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a strange voice behind him: "Oh, what a pity, you can meet a group of 'cyclists' when you come here, tsk tsk."

It turned out that the other party took the initiative to come to the door.

A young man with a mohawk haircut was in the lead, followed by a group of companions with disgusted expressions on their faces.

"What the hell are you talking about!" Tozoteng stood up from his seat.

Mohawk glanced at him and sneered: "It turned out to be Andre Tozo, how did you forget so quickly how you were scored by me in the last game?"

Tozo grabbed the Mohawk by the collar: "Jelenich is kind, you say it again!"

Jelenic, who was caught by the skirt, spread his hands,

Confidently said: "Why? Want to fight? Let me remind you, there are eleven of us."

After speaking, the ten companions behind him immediately came forward and stared at Tozuo and the others.

On Sampdoria's side, there are only six people, Gao Zheng, Icardi, Massi, Leto, Tozo, and Sanpeiro, and they are obviously at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

The number of people is almost double that of the opponent, which does make the boys of the Sampdoria reserve team hesitate before making a move. If they lose the fight and spread the word in the future, how can they hang around in this land? Isn't that going to be ridiculed to death by that bitch Jelenic?

Even Tozo loosened Jelenic's clothes at some point.

Jelenic was very satisfied with this situation. He took the time to sort out the clothes that were wrinkled by Tozo, and was about to leave with his companions as a winner.

At this moment, Gao Zheng, who had been sitting on the sofa without saying a word, suddenly said, "It's amazing, I came out to play a nightclub, and brought so many people to be your bodyguards... How many people did you usually rob?" Girl? Are you so afraid of being beaten?"

Whether it was Genoa or Sampdoria, everyone's eyes were on Gao Zheng.

Jelenich frowned and looked at the man who was sitting motionless with his hands on the back of the sofa, his legs crossed, and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Gao Zheng smiled and said, "You don't deserve to know my name."

Everyone was stunned again, Gao Zheng's expression didn't seem to match what he said - the expression seemed to be friendly, but what he said was blatantly provocative...

Jelenic was the first to react. He rushed towards Gao Zheng, wanting to teach this cheapest guy a lesson.

Icardi was the fastest responder on Sampdoria's side, and immediately took a step sideways to block Jelenic.

Jelenic turned his head to look at him, recognized Icardi, and he hummed: "Argentine? Get out of the way!"

Icardi did not budge: "He is my opponent."

Jelenic was taken aback, the line seemed wrong...

At this moment, Gao Zheng's voice came from behind him: "You are so grown up, you are always shouting and killing."

After speaking, he got up and patted Icardi on the shoulder, signaling the latter to get out of the way, and then he walked in front of Jelenic.

At this time, Jelenic realized that the opponent was taller than himself... When standing face to face like this, he actually felt a kind of pressure.

Gao Zheng didn't look at him, but smiled and said to everyone present: "I said that since everyone is playing football, the problem can be solved easily. I have an idea - anyway, you are all unhappy with each other, why don't you join us?" What about fucking each other on the court? I remember, this weekend is the game between us and them?"

Hearing what Gao Zheng said, the people on Jelenic's side looked at each other, and then laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Gao Zheng asked them back with a smile.

Jelenic sneered and asked Tozuo: "Tozuo, are you sure this stupid guy belongs to your group?"

Gao Zheng narrowed his eyes when he heard "silly man", but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Tozo just glared at him and didn't answer him.

Jelenic turned to look at Gao Zheng again: "Because you are so stupid, I will give you a chance to beat us, ha! Don't forget, we won the last confrontation. This time, we I'll beat you at your home court! Don't cry then, you idiot!"

Faced with the other party's provocation, Gao Zheng smiled without saying a word.

Jelenic pointed to Gao Zheng, turned around and walked away triumphantly with his teammates.

Gao Zheng asked his teammates: "Is he Jelenic?"

Masi nodded: "Yes, that's him. Last time we played, he still scored goals."

Speaking of this Tozo's face is not very good-looking: "That kid is just lucky..." He was the goalkeeper who guarded the goal for the Sampdoria reserve team in that game.

Leto said: "Gao, you came up with a good idea. In fact, if I really did it just now, I wouldn't be afraid, but we are indeed a little less, and we will inevitably suffer... But it's no problem to use games to resolve grievances. We're still home!"

Sanpetro also said: "That's right, I will do everything to defeat them this time! Be sure to show that bastard!"

But Gao Zheng waved his hand: "It's a trivial matter. It doesn't take everything to win them. Gianluca, what you said is too exaggerated. We have Mauro!" He patted Icardi next to him.

Icardi also said very seriously: "Last time I lost to them, it was because I hadn't come yet, this time it's different!"

What he said was a bit stinky, but because everyone was fighting against the enemy just now, Marcy and the others didn't care about him.

"Okay, I'm almost drunk, and I have to train tomorrow. If you really want to beat them, don't go to training with alcohol, or the coach will make you unable to play."

Everyone has no objection to Gao Zheng's proposal.

Because of what happened just now, they really didn't want to play anymore.

Just like that, they left the nightclub.

On the other side, Jelenic and his teammates laughed when they saw this scene: "The cowhide was blown to the sky, and didn't they run away in despair in the end? Still want to win us? This idea is really bold! At that time, you can’t just run when you want to in the game! Hahaha!”

Jelenic proudly squeezed the thigh of the sexy girl next to her, causing her to scream, as if she was cheering for Jelenic's victory.