"Yes, this kid is just a genius."

"He's an all-round warrior."

During the last training session on the weekend, Mourinho still praised Dong Fangzhuo.

It is gold that always shines, but it does not mean that it can shine anywhere, especially professional players. He cannot play in any position, but Dong Fangzhuo can make Mourinho impeccable in the frontcourt position, which is terrible.

As we all know, Mourinho likes all-round players.

And now, Dong Fangzhuo was there. Suddenly, Mourinho slapped his head and seemed to have found something in his heart.

Why didn't I expect it? He sighed in his heart...

He remembered the years of Chelsea. In Chelsea, he had coached many great strikers, Goodjohansen, Crespo, Shevchenko and Drogba, but Drogba made him use it easily. Crespo and Shevchenko had almost no performance, especially Shevchenko, who often ridiculed him in front of the media after returning from England, Mourinho would not use him.

but……

is that so?

A sneer flashed across Mourinho's face.

It is actually reasonable to blame the player for not being able to use it, but it can also be said that the player's abilities are not comprehensive enough to become the striker he needs in tactical terms. This is also understood.

Shevchenko and Crespo are both world-class strikers, so there is no doubt about this, but he may not be able to adapt to Mourinho's tactics.

Mourinho only needs two of them to pass, break and shoot, but they didn't do it. Only Drogba did it. Why can Drogba do it, but they can't do it...

Mourinho doesn't want to worry about this issue anymore, because he has found this person, Dong Fangzhuo, and there is no better candidate than this person.

A smile flashed on his face again. This time it was not a sneer, but a sincere smile.

As soon as he raised his head, he heard the quarrels on the training ground.

Following the quarrel, Balotelli and Quaresma had an quarrel. Needless to think, there must be a conflict in training, and the two of them happened to face each other, so naturally there was unpleasantness in physical contact.

Mourinho shook his head and did not walk over immediately. Anyway, he couldn't kill anyone. This was the first time he discovered that there were players who dared to be so undisciplined in his training class, and these two guys were the two that were the most painful.

One is his little fellow villager, the rebellious Quaresma, and the other is the Italian genius Balotelli, whom he recognized?

What do you two want to do? Are you trying to make a big deal?

However, he was wrong. These two people are really going to make a fuss. The two people who were just leaving by their teammates seemed to be unable to fight, although both of them were glaring at each other.

Balotelli's eyes were as big as eggs and almost fell out, while Quaresma's eyes were full of murderous aura...

At this time, the captain Sanetti was acting as a good man between them. "Everyone gave in. Everyone is teammate. There will inevitably be collisions on the training ground. No one did it on purpose. You are so quarreling and destroying unity. The leader will definitely be very angry. You are too childish to do this. Come on, come on, come on, come on, both of them shake hands and hug them."

Zanetti was really heartfelt, and he persuaded him again and again, hoping that both sides could turn war into pleasant silk and not make people laugh. Perhaps this kind of thing will pop up from that corner tomorrow, and this is extremely sinister for Inter Milan's locker room. Only a united locker room can quietly pursue the championship.

"Don't worry, I have to beat this idiot today." Quaresma's eyes never left Balotelli's body. His eyes were still locked in Balotelli. It seemed that there was still something else, and he didn't plan to let him go.

Matrazi stood behind his teammates and stared at them calmly, but when he heard Quaresma's words, his brows frowned.

This new guy is simply ignorant of the world, and he still wants to cause trouble, right? When he saw Zanetti reasoning with them here, he retreated behind and ignored him for the time being, but you don’t even respect Zanetti? Are you the attitude of being a teammate? Captain, the leader of the team, a captain who has been struggling for 15 years, you don’t have any respect in your heart. Which onion are you?

"Come on, come on, come on, if you have sex, come over. I'm still afraid of you?" Balotelli shook his head and loosened his shoulders. He also ignored Zanetti's words and looked at Quaresma provocatively. He was also a person who was not afraid of causing trouble. Whoever bullies him, he would return it to his opponent.

"Okay, okay, have you two made enough trouble? They have dispersed and dispersed, and the head seems to be coming."

"Fake Squid!" Quaresma pushed Sanetti away and rushed directly towards Balotelli. The speed was as fast as a fist. He raised his right foot and was about to kick Balotelli's left thigh.

Balotelli was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and his body quickly flashed to the right, and a right hook shot to Quaresma's left face.

Suddenly!

Bang

Dong Fangzhuo, who was standing next to him, kicked his left foot forward, turned halfway and swept his right foot...

In less than a second, Quaresma sat back several meters, and Balotelli fell heavily on the turf!

"Grass!"

"Two fools."

Dong Fangzhuo suddenly scolded him with a dead face.

Everyone looked shocked and had not recovered from Dong Fangzhuo's attempt just now.

Just now, when Quaresma and Balotelli fought each other, Dong Fangzhuo suddenly jumped out and kicked two people directly, with his movements flashing and no one could react!

Originally, Matrazi was about to stand up, but now she is still standing there, her shoulders trembling slightly. Dong Fangzhuo was so scary! He was so scary that he kicked the two of them down with both feet...

"The reason I beat you is because you don't respect the captain."

"I don't even listen to the captain's words. What are your faces to stay in Inter Milan?"

"Even any club, no one will tolerate you!"

Dong Fangzhuo was not angry and looked at them coldly, "Although I have a friendship with you, your behavior is really bad. If you don't agree, you can come and fight me, and I'll let you two go together."

Even Balotelli, who had a very good relationship with him, did not give him any face.

"You are all wrong. You all have to apologize to the captain. If you don't apologize today, I will beat you until you apologize!"

However, Quaresma, who was sitting on the turf, still looked fierce...

"ah!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"asshole!"

Quaresma almost roared and climbed up and rushed towards Dong Fangzhuo, but his movements were very stiff. Dong Fangzhuo had almost no need to dodge. He swept out his right foot and knocked down Quaresma again with lightning speed.

This time, he didn't make any effort to make Quaresma's calves go away, he couldn't afford to pay...

"Mario, do you want to try it?"

Although Balotelli was not good at using his brain, he was not really a fool. He shook his head firmly. He thought he should listen to Dong Fangzhuo's words, so his eyes were dimmed now.

However, Quaresma stood up again and rushed towards Dong Fangzhuo frantically.

This guy...

One punch!

Hit his abdomen directly.

In an instant, Quaresma whined, tears poured out of her eyes, her whole body curled up, then slowly fell down, and sat down on the ground, unable to stand up again...

"It's really unbeatable!"

"You are not as good as Smith and Fanny..."

"At least, you can't stand it in one go."

Dong Fangzhuo shook his head helplessly, but the people around him were already stunned.

Mourinho, who was walking over, was so surprised that he couldn't stop talking. Did this guy do something too much?

"Dong, stop."

Mourinho finally spoke, intending to stop this scene from happening.

"what is going on?"

Although he already knew what was going on, he still asked it on purpose.
Chapter completed!