Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Modric, mother and son were placed in an apartment in Zagreb, where they will wait for Long Guo's identification.

According to Qin Feng's estimation, when they come back from several countries, the time should be just right.

Leaving the living expenses behind, Qin Feng and the others bid farewell to Modric's mother and son, and boarded a flight to Rome, Italy.

Zheng Wen was among them.

Since Croatian and Italian are almost the same, he still went as an accompanying interpreter.

On the plane, Qin Feng opened the system panel.

In the personal club information, the newly joined Modric has been displayed in the player column.

Curious to open Modric's properties to view...

【Shots: 70】

【With the ball: 65】

[pass: 72]

【Defense: 65】

[running position: 75]

【Speed: 63】

[Field of View: 82]

【Physical Strength: 80】

【Physical confrontation: 63】

[Power underfoot: 70]

[Dominant foot: left, right]

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[Spiritual attributes: tenacity. 】

[Remarks: The full value of each attribute is 100]

The left and right foot skills are balanced, the vision and physical strength are good, the running position is good, the speed and dribbling are slightly weak, and the rest of the data are in the standard.

Compared with other players in the Liaodong team, the 13-year-old Modric's attributes are already comparable.

Even in terms of field of vision, running position and other data, it is much higher.

What surprised Qin Feng the most was that Modric's physical resistance reached 63, and his foot strength also reached 70.

This is indistinguishable from some adult Dragon Kingdom players.

He is only 13 years old!

Think about it too, in the restaurant in Zadar, Modric can lift a tableware tray weighing more than 100 kilograms, it is strange that his physical strength is poor!

Estimate in my heart that Modric at this stage already has the strength of the Dragon Kingdom international.

Playing the game, there is no problem at all.

Looking further down, the attribute points that can be used to increase players' abilities have actually become 3.

Checking the system prompt, Qin Feng was delighted.

The Liaodong team only got a draw in the last round, and the system rewarded 3 attribute points.

What a surprise.

Think about it, 3 attribute points, all added to Modric's passing attribute.

Modric's passes went from 72 to 75.

After all, Qin Feng's positioning of Modric is a midfield organizer, and it is reasonable to continuously deliver shells to the striker.

The system attribute points became zero eggs again.

Qin Feng is not sad about this.

Thousands of gold will come back after it is gone, and you can earn only if you can spend it. No one becomes rich by saving.

And as long as there is a tie, the system will reward 3 attribute points...

Speaking of which, a draw is not unacceptable!

As soon as the thought came to mind, Qin Feng quickly shook his head.

What a draw!

No!

Even a tie rewards 3 attribute points. If it is a victory, the rewards should not be doubled?

nnd!

Blocking people's money is like killing their parents!

Who dares to stop the Liaodong team from winning in the future, I will kill him!

Through the narration of the old coach Shangyin, coupled with the record of the system's personal club information.

In addition to off-court factors, the performance of the team's main left back, South Korean foreign aid Lee Sun-jae, was extremely suspicious.

It was he who gave the opponent a penalty kick to tie the score with a handball in the penalty area at the last moment.

In addition, when the salary was paid, Li Shanzai took the lead in making troubles, and Qin Feng became ruthless.

Go back and change him as a left back!

At this time, old handsome Shang Yin came over and interrupted Qin Feng's thoughts.

"Mr. Qin, you have to tell me the truth this time. Who is our target and what position are we playing? I don't want to lose my eyes."

Qin Feng was still thinking about replacing the team's left back Li Shanzai, so he blurted out:

"We're going to find a great left-back."

"Great left-back?"

Shang Yin was confused, "Who is that? Facchetti, Cabrini, Maldini..."

The old man was shocked when he repeated the famous left-back in Italian history.

"Don't tell me you're going to AC Milan to buy Maldini."

This old man can really think.

Qin Feng rolled his eyes, "No, no, to buy Maldini, even if we sell the two of us, there is not enough money. Besides, it is impossible for him to leave the Rossoneri."

"It's also..." Shang Yin asked suspiciously: "Then who are we looking for?"

"You'll know when it arrives."

Guilty glanced at Shang Yin, Qin Feng pretended to be impatient and said: "I promise, you will be surprised."

"hope so!"

I hope Director Qin can be more reliable this time...

Glancing at Qin Feng, Shang Yin lowered his peaked cap and fell asleep.

The straight-line distance between Zagreb and Rome is only more than 500 kilometers.

After more than an hour, the plane landed steadily at Rome Fiumicino International Airport.

Zheng Wen found the local vehicle he had contacted in advance, and the group drove away from the airport.

The car passed through the Imperial Square, passed the famous Trevi Fountain, and passed by the Colosseum.

The old handsome Shang Yin looked up from the car glass, and the sign on the street said, zio, ↑3km.

The old man does not know other foreign languages, but he can still understand lazio and 3 kilometers.

"Mr. Qin, are we going to the Lazio club?"

Shang Yin was surprised: "You want to buy their left back, Captain Favalli?"

This... Qin Feng shook his head mysteriously.

"no?"

Shang Yin's mouth was wide open, "Don't tell me, you want to buy Nesta or Mikhailovich, they are both real world-class players!"

What is this old man thinking?

Qin Feng said helplessly: "Neither, you will know in a while."

All his conjectures came to nothing, and Shang Yin was even more puzzled.

He turned his head to look at Zhou Xiaochun, and found that the little girl was also confused.

This Qin Feng is too good at showing off.

The old man sighed, and turned his head to look at the Western scenery outside the car window.

The car passed through the traffic, and after ten minutes, the houses on both sides of the road gradually became rare, and there were lush bushes in sight.

Shang Yin was taken aback, did he leave the city?

He wanted to ask a question, but found that Qin Feng was snoring in his sleep.

Shaking his head, he also closed his eyes, let's be at ease when it comes!

After over an hour...

The vehicle with several people drove into the city again.

Pescara, Italy, the most important economic, trade and tourism center on the Adriatic coast, is across the sea from Zadar, Croatia.

"Mr. Qin, I do know that there is a professional team in Pescara."

Shang Yin, who knew where he was, asked, "Are we going there?"

"It's Pescara's team."

Qin Feng replied vaguely, this old man is too curious, Xiao Chun is better.

Looking back, Zhou Xiaochun was staring at the street scene outside in a daze, with a smile on his face as if he was being sold and helping to count the money.

Following Zhou Xiaochun's line of sight, outside the window is the Pescara River that divides the whole city into two, and the two banks are full of fishing boats returning to the port.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the golden river flows lightly, as if taking away all the time.

Qin Feng smiled and couldn't help being immersed in this rare beauty.

The car drove over the Freiano Bridge and entered the main city full of low-rise houses.

Finally stopped in front of a fishing tackle shop.

Shang Yin got out of the car in doubt, bent down and looked at the store through the window, "Mr. Qin, let's get down to business first, there will be time after fishing."

Qin Feng didn't answer, and walked into the shop on crutches.

The rest followed suit.

Ten minutes later, a group of people turned out again.

As soon as he left the house, the old coach Shang Yin quit, "Mr. Qin, an amateur team, the owner owns 4 chain fishing tackle stores. Is this what you said that surprised me?"

"That's right!"

Qin Feng licked his face and smiled: "Are you surprised or surprised?"

"I really believed in your evil!"

Shang Yin stomped his feet angrily, "Renato Curry team, I've never heard of it!"

"You're looking for an amateur player!"

"This guy named Grosso, doesn't he have three heads and six arms?"

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