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Chapter 578 Arrival in Brazil
Yang Luo was already extremely angry. If he hadn't changed back to his previous appearance, he would have kicked this damned thing away.

Matsumoto was taken aback by Yang Luo's slap, and then rushed forward to punch Yang Luo's head.

Matsumoto is arrogant by nature, no one has dared to fight him since he was a child, this Yang Luo has attacked him repeatedly, Matsumoto could be afraid of him before, but now, he is afraid of a bird, he has practiced.

"Yang Luo, I will kill you today,"

At this moment, a mineral water bottle flew over in the distance and hit the angry Matsumoto directly, with a "clang".

The mineral water bottle hit Matsumoto's head directly, and Matsumoto was taken aback for a moment, and immediately began to rage.

"Who, who lost it, who doesn't have eyes." Matsumoto shouted angrily.

At this time, there was a row of luxury cars parked opposite, and a group of black people came down from the door. This group of people were dressed in hip-hop, but their cars were all the top wealthy families in the world. Although Matsumoto came from a wealthy family, so many luxury cars appeared at the same time In front of the eyes, there was indeed quite a bit of shock visually.

In particular, this group of black people would come to him as soon as they came, which made Matsumoto feel a little guilty.

There were a total of more than 20 people, all of whom were fierce and evil, and soon came to Matsumoto.

Ikeda was worried that Mr. Matsumoto was in danger, so he quickly stood in front of Matsumoto and asked tremblingly, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

A black man in the lead, with long braids, looked at him with disbelief, "Are you the new manager of the team?"

Ikeda Yuichi was taken aback for a moment, and in front of so many people around him, he puffed up his chest: "Of course, I am now the head coach of Santander Racing, Ikeda Yuichi, what's the matter, is there any problem?"

Dikram glanced at Matsumoto and asked, "What about you, who are you?"

Junichiro Matsumoto looked up and down the black man in front of him, then looked at the group of murderous faces behind him, and said with his chest up, "I am an official player of Racing Santander, Junichiro Matsumoto, who are you?"

Dikram nodded, and shouted to the brothers behind him: "Just them, pull me into the car."

Before Matsumoto and Ikeda could react, they were pulled into the car by several big men.

Watching them being dragged into the car, Dikram glanced at Yang Luo, "Boss, there is only so much I can help you with, take care."

Yang Luo's heart trembled slightly, and just a few words moved Yang Luo's heart to the extreme.

"Thank you."

"Take care of yourself."

What happened today made Yang Luo very touched. The current self has nothing to do, and everything depends on the help of others. This is not the life he wants, so it is time to start a new journey.

Yang Luo picked up the phone and called Laura: "Hello, I want to go to Brazil."

At the Santander International Airport, Yang Luo looked back at the place where his dream had begun, where he gained friendship, love, and once made himself a popular figure, but all of these disappeared.

He wants to know how Yulia is doing now, Donggu, Sandro and Andy, what are they doing, and he is very concerned about the condition of Andy's sister Alice.

But he knows that this is something that he should not worry about anymore.

So, turn your head and let all this become your own memory, goodbye, Santander.

……

At 23:07 pm local time in Brazil, at the entrance of the Rio de Janeiro Airport, a man wearing a baseball cap and dragging his luggage came out. His face was full of stubbornness.

He walked out of the airport, looked at the note in his hand, hailed a taxi and started a new journey of life.

Brazil is a famous football power in the world. There have been countless stars in history, including Ronaldo, Rivaldo, Neymar, Carlos, Kaka, Ronaldinho and so on.

Even the world champion Pele is from Brazil.

So Brazil is a yearning for many people.

Yang Luo doesn't know what the team he will be going to look like next. In short, being able to play here may be something that many people dream of but can't get.

De Janeiro at night is very bustling, the bustling streets are full of feasting lights, besides these, there are bustling crowds, looking at this strange and bustling city, the haze in Yang Luo's heart has disappeared a lot.

Sitting in the driver's seat, the driver glanced at Yang Luo in the back row.

He looked at it and joked, "Japanese or Korean?"

Yang Luo looked out the window and replied flatly, "Chinese."

The driver pouted, obviously a little embarrassed, but seeing Yang Luo dressed up and wearing an unnamed football jersey, he asked curiously: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now, are you here for tourism or... ?”

"Play football." Yang Luo looked out the window and responded indifferently.

Football is the favorite sport of Brazilians. Hearing football, the driver became excited.

"Oh, playing football, where are you going to play football? I really don't think I've heard of any Chinese coming to play football with us." Obviously the driver didn't believe it. After all, there are too many people who want to play football in Brazil. Besides, if I really came to play football, why take a taxi.

Yang Luo glanced at the note in his hand.

He said lightly: "Palyo."

The driver was taken aback for a moment, and immediately laughed cheerfully: "It's such a coincidence, I live in Pallio, are you sure you're here to play football?"

Yang Luo turned his head and nodded.

The driver suddenly became small, "For so many years, no one has come to play football with us. By the way, why do you look so familiar?"

Hearing that the driver also lives in Palyo, Yang Luo's expression softened a little. When he came, he had heard Laura talk about this team.

Paryo is a third-tier team below de Janeiro, and the team name comes from the name of the village.

Football is the most popular sport of the local people, and the folk customs there are very good.

But listening to the driver's words, I feel that this team is not as famous as I imagined.

"You said no outsiders have played football?" Yang Luo was curious.

The driver nodded, "Yes, we are only a third-level team. We usually play against some amateur leagues. After all, there is a gap between them and regular teams, so are you sure you are here to play?"

Yang Luo nodded, Laura would not deceive herself, so he was sure.

Seeing that Yang Luo was so sure, the driver also looked puzzled.

Does the third-tier team still need to introduce foreign aid?

YouQi driver took a closer look at Yang Luo, it seemed that this guy didn't seem like a very powerful guy either.

The car slowly drove into a small village. Outside the village, many children were playing football barefoot.

The environment here is like the rural areas in China, and the surrounding houses are very dilapidated.

"It's here, that's it." The driver turned off the engine and walked down and said.

(End of this chapter)