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Chapter 573 Yang Luo, Are You Kidding Me?

The familiar single bed was already covered with dust, and all Yang Luo's toiletries were thrown into a garbage bag.

Yang Luo's suitcase was dragged out by someone, and the clothes inside were turned over, especially when he saw the jersey with Rong Cheng printed on it twisted and lying on the ground.

Yang Luo's eyes suddenly turned red.

In the days when I was not there, what happened here?

Also, Donggu, Sandro, and Andy, their things are gone.

A burst of anger suddenly welled up in my heart.

"Who, who the hell did it?" Yang Luo roared angrily.

But at this moment, a voice rang out in the corridor.

"I, Yang Luo, long time no see."

Yang Luo turned his head abruptly, and the appearance of an Asian made Yang Luo's eyes wide open.

"Matsumoto Junichiro!!!" Yang Luo shouted in surprise.

Matsumoto walked over with a smirk on his face, looked Yang Luo up and down, and said mockingly: "Yang Luo, I heard that you are sick, is it true or not, if you are not sick, give me a try?"

Yang Luo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Matsumoto, this nasty guy, if it was before, he would definitely kick him to death without hesitation.

Seeing that Yang Luo didn't respond, Matsumoto chuckled inwardly. It seems that Yang Luo really became a useless person as the newspaper said.

In order to further prove whether Yang Luo has become a useless person, Matsumoto walked into the dormitory and pointed to the jersey on the ground, "Why, according to your previous temper, you should come up and beat me. What's the matter today, you won't become a waste like this Let's go," said Matsumoto and stepped on the jersey.

Seeing Matsumoto's arrogant appearance, Yang Luo couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed forward.

"Matsumoto, I'm going to kill you."

"Yang Luo"

Just as Yang Luo was about to explode, Sandro, Donggu and Andy stopped Yang Luo, "Yang Luo, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive,"

The three shouted loudly.

Yang Luo looked back, and at this time the three of them had already run over.

Seeing the three of them running over, Matsumoto shook his head, pointed at Yang Luo and said in a strange manner, "Yang Luo, see you later."

In the quiet dormitory, Yang Luo was panting heavily, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his face was very ugly. Now Yang Luo, even if he gets angry, he will consume his normal physical strength.

"I'm sorry Yang Luo, we..." Looking at Yang Luo now, Sandro looked guilty, he didn't know how to help Yang Luo.

"It has nothing to do with you," Yang Luo squatted on the ground, slowly packing his luggage. He knew Matsumoto's strength. Sandro, Andy, and Donggu were just ordinary players. work, so Yang Luo understands their position.

The current Yang Luo no longer has the domineering aura of the Copa del Rey period. The vicissitudes of his face and the stubble made Yang Luo haggard a lot.

For the teammates who got along day and night, it was like a dream, and overnight, Yang Luo became a useless person.

Yulia left, only he knows how big a blow it is to him, and now, Portugal is gone, Pires is also gone, Matsumoto controls the entire team, and Yang Luo's fate is worrying up.

"Yang Luo, I still can't believe what happened to your body." Sandro asked worriedly.

Yang Luo didn't speak. He would never tell anyone else about the system.

"Maybe, God deliberately played a joke on me"

"Yang Luo, if you can't, go to the United States. The level of medical care there is higher. If there is hope, if it gets better, Portugal will come back, and Matsumoto will not do anything to you," Sandro said .

Andy said quickly after hearing this: "Yes, Yang Luo, as long as your body recovers, you won't be afraid of Matsumoto anymore. I have confidence in you."

Yang Luo shook his head. He is very grateful to everyone, but now he is not thinking about this problem. Both Portugal and Pires have left. Now the team is dominated by Matsumoto, so what should he do?
At present, I have changed back to my previous appearance, can I continue to play football?

Yang Luo shook his head. In the past 3 months, it was like a dream. From nothing to prosperity and wealth, he enjoyed everything that should be enjoyed, even if he didn't play football, it was worth it.

"Yang Luo, do you have any plans when you come back this time?" Dong Gu said.

Sandro also nodded: "Can I tell you about your plan?"

Yang Luo thought for a while, but shook his head. Now his brain is in a mess, and he doesn't know what to do next. If Matsumoto doesn't bother him, maybe Yang Luo will continue to stay and think of other ways, but his own existence, It is redundant, so it is impossible for Matsumoto to let himself go.

But where can I go if I leave here?
So, Yang Luo shook his head, "I haven't made up my mind yet."

At this time, a group of people walked in at the door.

Yang Luo looked up and saw that it was his former teammate.

"Yang Luo, your body..." Captain Dulan came over and looked at Yang Luo in surprise. Up to now, Dulan and other teammates really don't believe that Yang Luo can no longer play football, so they are very puzzled Looking at Yang Luo.

Yang Luo knew what Dulan would ask again, and he didn't hide anything. He stood up and said, "Captain, I'm sorry, I don't think I can continue to play football with you."

Duran's expression was very complicated. Yang Luo was the most talented player he had ever seen, but why did he become like this overnight.

"Yang Luo, is it because you have something to hide, or that guy Matsumoto is threatening you."

Yang Luo was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Dulan to have such an idea, which moved him very much, but it was not the case.

"Captain, maybe I've been too high-profile recently. God deliberately made me restrain myself."

Dulan knew that Yang Luo was joking, but he really didn't believe it, because Yang Luo, too many things had happened recently, and the team was no longer the team it was before.

"Yang Luo, I still don't believe it. Isn't your iconic heavy bombardment door gone?"

After speaking, Duran took a football and handed it to Yang Luo.

Looking at the familiar football, Yang Luo's heart trembled slightly, but this time he couldn't control the football that made him a hero in the past.

"Boom boom"

Yang Luo let go of his hand, hoping to show everyone the most proficient juggling of the ball, but in the end, he only touched it once, and the ball left him and ran to other places. This scene was like a layman touching football for the first time.

Seeing this, everyone stayed there.

"Yang Luo, are you kidding me?" Du Lan asked in disbelief.

"How can Yang Luo joke with everyone? A useless person is a useless person. No matter how much you expect, it is undoubtedly a waste of emotion."

Outside the door, a middle-aged man, wearing a suit, glasses, and an Asian man with a [-] haircut appeared at the door.

(End of this chapter)