After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

A player has been missing for more than five hours, and he hasn’t been found on the road, so Heynckes is certainly worried that Huang Kaiwen is in trouble.

Even if it’s not a car accident, something must have held him up.

Otherwise, the TV station’s reward wouldn’t be met with complete silence.

Not only him, but even the Bayern players think the same.

They had already prepared to face Huang Kaiwen.

But with Huang Kaiwen suddenly missing and possibly unable to make the finals, hope arises for the players.

Huang Kaiwen hasn’t shown up yet, and the warm-up has already begun.

The players are obviously filled with thoughts.

Even though Lahm stated at the press conference that he might not face Huang Kaiwen, nobody wants to see Huang Kaiwen.

Robben frequently glanced toward the sidelines, worried that his former teammate from Real Madrid might suddenly appear.

Loss after having hope again is a blow, and who knows if the kids can take it.

Heynckes almost instantly decided not to hide this news.

Since they’re still warming up, the players have time to adjust their mindset.

If they aren’t informed and Huang Kaiwen suddenly appears during the game, the Bayern players might have issues on the field.

William Hill, having been fooled by Huang Kaiwen multiple times, finally got smarter this time.

They have never adjusted Milan’s odds, so they don’t need to make frantic changes now.

Watching the agile figure on TV, Lily wiped her tears and cursed quietly: "Always causing worry, let’s see if I care about you."

The lady lying on the bed teased: "If Kevin comes back, you’ll probably throw yourself into his arms."

"Annoying!"

Lily turned her head in annoyance, pretending not to watch TV.

But with her neck straightened, the lady on the bed couldn’t help but laugh.

Of course.

Not everyone hopes Huang Kaiwen can make it to the Allianz Arena.

"Damn!"

Huang Kaiwen cursed under his breath, pulling the reins to calm his startled horse.

Just now, a taxi had cut right in front of them, and if it weren’t for Huang Kaiwen’s good riding skills, they might have crashed.

Whether intentional or accidental, Huang Kaiwen dismissed the idea of changing transportation.

In Munich city, there must be people who don’t want him to reach the Allianz Arena.

Watching Huang Kaiwen ride away on horseback, the chubby man in the taxi picked up the radio and said: "This is Hans, I’ve spotted the target, but I couldn’t stop him. He’s currently heading east along Euler Street, I repeat, this is Hans..."

"Damn, isn’t that close to the Allianz?"

The radio was filled with angry cursing.

Hans said, "Yes, it’s up to you now, make sure to stop him."

"Don’t worry, you idiot, I’ll make him crash into my car. He must deal with a traffic accident before leaving today, heh heh..."

Hans grabbed a sausage from the passenger seat and brought it to his mouth.

As he chewed, he shook his head.

These colleagues might not really be able to stop Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen’s riding skills are much better than he thought!

"Hans, you idiot, why isn’t he turning if he’s going to the Allianz?"

The radio’s voice grew more irate.

"I thought he would turn too."

Hans, eating his sausage without minding the grease on his hand, grabbed the radio and pressed the button saying: "Isn’t it possible he doesn’t know the shortcut?"

The radio fell silent.

Then multiple panicked voices erupted.

"Damn, should have thought of that possibility sooner."

"Quick, he took the alley, damn, doesn’t this mean he knows the shortcut."

"Idiot, the Allianz Arena is visible from a few kilometers away, even the big star Kevin saw the stadium."

Hans continued eating his sausage.

After all, he did what he could, and if it didn’t succeed, there was nothing he could do.

In the evening at the bar, he could even complain about his colleagues being useless, wasting the information he provided.

As the Allianz Arena grew nearer, Huang Kaiwen clearly felt the number of fans by the roadside increasing.

Some recognized him and greeted him, while others held phones and camcorders, filming him.

Huang Kaiwen already confirmed that the taxi almost obstructing him wasn’t an accident.

Once could be explained away.

But then he saw another and another taxi from the same company appearing with various accidents on his route.

Huang Kaiwen knew.

These people didn’t want him to arrive on time.

Helicopters in the sky also increased.

Huang Kaiwen was utterly exasperated.

Just like seeing the lights of the Allianz Arena, he could identify his direction.

Those stopping him from reaching the Allianz could find him just like the helicopters.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t believe he knew the roads better than the local taxi drivers.

So he didn’t head straight to the Allianz but led the taxis, blocking his way, around in circles.

Earlier, Julian, who had cursed Hans, was indeed driving behind Huang Kaiwen.

Initially, Hanoverian horses weren’t suitable for riding.

But after continuous crossbreeding, they finally became decent mounts.

Even so, Hanoverian horses couldn’t run faster than cars.

But the problem was, Huang Kaiwen’s riding skills were clearly excellent, often skillfully using various obstacles to avoid pursuit.

Julian had already forgotten the plan to have Huang Kaiwen crash into him.

Now all he wanted was to stop Huang Kaiwen from reaching the Allianz Arena.

More and more TV stations were broadcasting this chase.

A considerable number of fans on social media cursed the Germans for their shameless methods.

The Italian Ministry of Foreign Affairs even stated that if any Milan player was attacked in Munich, they would not let it go easily.