After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 776 - 0284 Maldini’s Victory Law (Subscribe Please)_2

"Ah, now I can only count on Kevin."

Maldini shook his head and said.

Huang Kaiwen:...

Dammit!

Still feeling pretty pissed off.

For a moment, Huang Kaiwen had the urge to name his future child Paul.

Huang Paulo doesn’t sound too good, blame your Uncle Paul for that.

The three adults sat on the couch watching TV and chatting, while Young Master crouched there teasing Paul.

"Do you still have any fullbacks at Milan after your injury?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

Maldini was getting on in years, and even without major injuries, he had plenty of minor ones.

Apart from the season when Huang Kaiwen transferred to Milan, Maldini had only played over a dozen league matches in recent seasons, focusing his energy on the UEFA Champions League.

For a nearly 40-year-old player, you can’t ask for much more.

"Still those two old guys."

Maldini said.

He was referring to Favalli and Kaladze.

Huang Kaiwen held his temple; there was so much going on last summer that he hadn’t paid much attention to Milan’s transfers.

He didn’t expect that the fullbacks hadn’t been refreshed yet, not even an Italian left-back was bought...

All three players who could play on the left were over a hundred years old combined.

When the transfer window came again, he must keep an eye on Milan’s transfers.

The Yellow Ball King did indeed have some responsibility; he had always recommended attacking players to Milan.

Maybe later, during a match, he could ask the opposing fullbacks if they wanted to play for Milan?

"I think Arsenal’s defenders are pretty good."

Ramos spoke up.

Huang Kaiwen gave a thumbs up, but what’s this about poaching from Arsenal every time.

Apart from those like Lahm and Evra who couldn’t be poached, and the older ones like Maldini.

It seems that in recent years, the best left-backs are indeed from Arsenal, like Ashley Cole at his peak was world-class.

Chelsea, and future Manchester City, Barca eyeballing Arsenal’s talents, Milan joining in wouldn’t be a big deal.

If a player definitely wanted to leave, Wenger probably wouldn’t want them to stay in the Premier League and strengthen a rival.

"I’ll talk to the management when I have time."

Maldini nodded and said.

He also felt that Milan should buy a left-back, as now Kaladze was playing center-back more often, and it couldn’t just be him and Favalli—both nearly 40—rotating.

"Better I talk to Barbara."

Huang Kaiwen said.

"Okay, then, remember to tell her."

Maldini said.

The group then talked about the UEFA Champions League.

"Mourinho said before that he didn’t want to face you, now he’s saying he already has a way to deal with you."

Maldini said with a smile.

"Don’t mind it, Mourinho is just like that."

Huang Kaiwen said.

Praising him previously was because there was no chance of meeting.

Once there was a chance, Mourinho would not admit defeat easily, even while praising his opponent.

"Let him face Kevin, and he’ll know what despair is."

Ramos said disdainfully.

Apart from injuries, nothing could stop Kevin’s march forward.

Even if his sister played with Kevin, they could win the UEFA Champions League.

"Uncle Kevin, Paul won’t mimic me!"

Young Master ran over to complain.

Paolo Maldini:...

He felt Young Master was doing it on purpose.

"Since Paul won’t obey, let’s play some games together."

Huang Kaiwen said, "Paul is watching TV, we’ll play on the computer."

"Okay, Uncle Kevin, I won’t play with Paul anymore, Paul is a silly bird!"

Young Master snickered and deliberately glanced at his daddy.

This kid was doing it on purpose!

Paolo Maldini decided to pull out the bamboo clapper at home again, to let Chris the little guy know who’s boss!

After turning on the computer, Huang Kaiwen asked, "Is there anything in particular you want to play?"

"I want to play games where you can compete with people, I don’t like playing against the computer."

Young Master said.

He was fed up with playing handheld games in bed every day, wanting to play something more competitive.

"What about this, a shooting game similar to CS."

Huang Kaiwen moved the cursor to "Three Billion Mouse-Gun Dreams" and asked.

"Never mind, I don’t like shooting games."

Young Master shook his head.

Huang Kaiwen was a bit puzzled.

This kid was pretty picky; he remembered that at this time, school kids loved to play CF when they went to internet cafes.

You can’t expect Young Master to chop away at "Legend," can you?

"How about you play, and I watch, Uncle Kevin."

Young Master suggested.

"That works, I’ll just play around, and if you see anything that interests you, I’ll let you try."

Huang Kaiwen connected to a proxy and casually opened Hao Fang.

It would still be laggy even so, but being able to play at all was already good enough.

He found a DOTA room and joined for some gaming.

"Uncle Kevin, what does this mean?"

Young Master asked.

"Oh, this is last-hitting; you need money to buy equipment, and you get a certain amount of money for each minion you kill."

Huang Kaiwen explained.

"So, is it about landing the last blow to kill it?"

"Right, you are pretty sharp," Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

He hadn’t mentioned it, but Young Master had already figured it out.

Kids do tend to pick up new games faster than adults.

"Then why are you attacking your own minions?"

After watching for a while, Young Master had spotted the issue and asked Huang Kaiwen.

"That’s called ’denying’; by killing your own minions, you can prevent the opponent from earning money."

"I see," Young Master nodded.

Thirty minutes later, Huang Kaiwen tossed the mouse aside and cursed, "Crap teammates."

Betraying their own side over a minor squabble, of course, they’d lose.

After the two idiots finished fighting and went to play solo matchups, Huang Kaiwen was completely set up for a loss.

"Uncle Kevin, what are you saying?"

"Nothing, your turn to give it a try," Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said.

Young Master sat in front of the computer and started playing.

He picked it up quickly. While green due to lack of practice, his mimicry of Huang Kaiwen’s farming and denying techniques and purchasing skills was methodical.