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Chapter 239 Special Training Begins

With a "bang", Nobita Matsumoto hung up the phone violently, and shouted angrily, "Baga."

On the opposite side, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a handsome appearance was kneeling on the opposite side, looking at his father sternly, but Nobita Matsumoto's performance clearly indicated that things were not going very smoothly, so he asked: "Father, what happened?" Isn't it going well?"

Nobita Matsumoto had a sullen face, with his hands folded in front of his chest, the expression on his face was very heavy, which made the original wrinkles more obvious.

"Trash, all trash, you can't even deal with a child, what a stupid pig." Nobita Matsumoto scolded directly.

As Nobita Matsumoto's only son Junichiro Matsumoto, he understands his father's temper very well. Under his father's strict education since he was a child, he has a character that never admits defeat. Especially when he goes abroad to play football, it is a major decision that the family has discussed for a long time. As a result, a Chinese was given the lead, and as far as he knew, this Chinese did not rely on strength to play in Europe, and what a shitty agreement, so Matsumoto Junichiro looked down on this kind of person at all, he thought he was a hundred times stronger than Yang Luo.

In Japan, Junichiro Matsumoto has captured the hearts of a group of young girls with his handsome appearance and excellent skills, and in his own country, he is known as the successor of the football predecessor Hidetoshi Nakata, and he is also the soul of the Japanese national youth team Therefore, Junichiro Matsumoto believes that there is only one Asian who can play football in Spain, and that is himself.

But now, Yang Luo was doing well there, which made Matsumoto Junichiro angry and clenched his fists unwillingly.

"Father, the Chinese used despicable methods to obtain the only place to play in Spain. I am not reconciled, that place is clearly mine." Junichiro Matsumoto said very angrily.

Nobita Matsumoto also understands his son very well, Lun's strength, his son is better than Yang Luo, and winning the applause of European fans is what the Matsumoto family should do.

"Don't worry, I will deal with this matter. I don't believe that there are still things in this world that are not fair with money."

Berichard is very depressed here. Isn't the domestic forums booming now, and there are a lot of curses? Why is this Japanese guy still not satisfied? Isn't the request too high?

Berichard, with a depressed face, hurriedly browsed the Internet, and it turns out that the support for Yang Luo is overwhelming. Even if there are voices of scolding, they are quickly overwhelmed by the voices of support. They are not a threat to Yang Luo at all. What is this? That's it.

Seeing this, Berichard hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed a number.

The phone rang a few times, and it was picked up over there.

"Hey, man, tell me what happened to you, where are your sailors?" Berichard asked eagerly as soon as he came up.

There was also a voice from the other side of the phone in a hurry: "Boss, it's not easy. There are too many supporters of Yang Luo. I have tried my best these days, but the effect is not great."

Berichard was stunned for a moment. The person he was looking for was a guy with a lot of energy in the whole of Europe. He was best at creating some online public opinion. Anyone who was slandered by him would collapse, but this What happened once.

"Brother, you have this strength, you can't even deal with a child," Berichard wanted to stimulate the other party in a provocative way.

Unexpectedly, the other party said directly: "Boss, Yang Luo's matter is not easy to handle."

Berichard was even more puzzled when he heard it, and asked directly: "What is difficult to handle, you use money to do things, and now things are not done well, what is this?"

"Boss, you have to know that China has a population of 13 billion people, and we can bear it with one mouthful of spittle per person, and now there is a Luo fan alliance popping up in the post bar, directly calling back our sailors, and you want You know, I also paid for those Chinese sailors."

Berichard didn't care about this, he only knew that he paid the other party, and the other party should get things done, so he shouted into the phone: "This is your problem, I don't care, what I want is result."

"..." The other party was silent for a while, and then said, "Let me try again."

"Boom" Berichard had to hang up the phone.

In the afternoon, when Berichard went to the forum again to check, the voices scolding Yang Luo could no longer be seen at all. They were all supporting Yang Luo and supporting Yang Luo. I was sweating, I spent a small amount of money, but Matsumoto gave me a lot of money, if I didn't manage well, the money would be gone.

The duck flew away when it reached his mouth, but Berichard didn't want to, so he hurriedly called the other party again, but when he made this call, he directly reported an empty number.

"Damn it, this unreliable guy actually played with me." Berichard shouted angrily, trembling all over.

Although Berichard is rich and powerful in the local area, he has no way to deal with these sailors. These people don't have a specific office location, they always shoot and change places, and the contact information they use are all fake , is also using the Internet phone, as long as the contact is interrupted, then Berichard will not be able to contact the other party at all.

In other words, the money I paid to the other party disappeared for no reason.

Belichard's teeth itch at the thought of this, and if he had known earlier, he would not have looked for these guys.

"It seems that we have come up with a ruthless move." Berichard nodded and immediately started a more ruthless method.

The afternoon sun was still mild. On the field, Yang Luo was doing jogging training, and in the middle of the field, Pires was doing basic training with Andy.

Originally, Pires gave Yang Luo a special one-on-one training during the vacation, but Andy not only did not go home this time, but also stuck with Yang Luo, so Pires sacrificed a bit and prepared two training sessions. A set of plans for each of them.

"Yang Luo, this is your eighth lap, and there are two more laps to go." Pires shouted seeing Yang Luo running.

Yang Luo nodded and ran quickly on the track.

Pires' training this time is called a special training, but it is actually a devil training. The training intensity is many times stronger than usual, but the more intense it is, the more excited Yang Luo is, because he also wants to challenge his own limit. Where is it.

After eight laps, Yang Luo was a little out of breath, and the system had stopped rewarding, so no matter how much Yang Luo trained, it was impossible to get any reward from the system. He could only improve his own physical strength, but the speed could not catch up with the system .

Yang Luo muttered: "There are still two laps, we must work harder."

Seeing Yang Luo breathing heavily and running, Pires nodded silently. Yang Luo's physical strength is a big problem in these few games. Although he surprisingly fought to the end in the last game, Pires still felt a little unstable. So he wants to strengthen Yang Luo's physical strength, and keep Yang Luo's physical strength to the end in every game.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Pires shouted at Yang Luo.

(End of this chapter)