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Chapter 632 The Most Manly Time Ever

Since Yang Luo joined the national team, the manliest time was when he smashed Matsumoto with a chair.

Seeing Yang Luo's impulsive appearance, several players of the national football team hurried forward to hold Yang Luo, for fear that Yang Luo would make another outrageous move.

Seeing the blood coming out of Matsumoto's head, Ikeda was stunned on the spot. He had never seen such a scene before, and it was Nobita Matsumoto's son who was beaten.

Ikeda was so frightened that his back broke out in cold sweat, he quickly pointed at Yang Luo, and said with trembling fingers, "Yang Luo, what are you really doing?"

Yang Luo's face was flushed, if it wasn't for the presence of so many people, he wouldn't mind slapping Matsumoto a few times.

"Ikeda, you are not a good bird. If you dare to provoke me again, you will be the next one to be beaten." Yang Luo stared at the other party and responded domineeringly.

Ikeda trembled with anger, looked at Matsumoto, then at Yang Luo, and nodded, this time Ikeda no longer negotiated with Yang Luo, but looked at Lippi.Shouted: "This is your player, are you just watching this happen?"

Lippi spread his hands and didn't have any opinion on this matter.

Ikeda could see that Lippi was protecting Yang Luo.

"Okay, since this is the case, I'm not going to be polite, Yang Luo, just wait, I will sue you, and you just wait to face the punishment of the World Football Association."

Hearing Ikeda's threat, the faces of the national football players were also very ugly.

What everyone is most worried about is Ikeda's prosecution. During the World Cup, if there is a fight, Yang Luo will probably be canceled. Once that happens, it will be bad.

Seeing everyone's ugly faces, Ikeda finally showed a smug expression on his face. He quickly helped Matsumoto up and said, "Ichiro, don't worry, I will help you find this debt."

But Lippi's next words immediately made Ikeda and Matsumoto's faces as white as paper, looking extremely pale.

"I only saw two young and energetic young people use their fists because of personal grievances. I don't know anything else."

After listening to Ikeda: "Lipi, isn't he your player?"

Lippi glanced at Yang Luo and asked, "Yang Luo is not wearing a jersey, how do you prove that he is my player?"

Hearing this, Ikeda was about to explode with anger, pointed at Lipi, and was speechless for a long time.

Matsumoto's head was still bleeding, and the blood donation had stained most of the towel red. He pointed at Yang Luo, trembling all over.

It was Yang Luo again, it was Yang Luo again, a year ago, Yang Luo beat him, and now Yang Luo is still beating him, Matsumoto is already mad, mad.

He suddenly jumped up and shouted at Yang Luo: "You dare to hit me, you dare to hit me, I don't think I will kill you today."

After speaking, Matsumoto was about to rush over with the wine bottle, but was stopped by his teammates in a hurry. In their view, Matsumoto had already done something wrong and shouldn't be looking for trouble, so Matsumoto was forcibly pulled out.

The appearance of the Japanese team added a small episode to Yang Luo's World Cup.

But in Yang Luo's view, this is a kind of providence, that is to fight Matsumoto to the end.

The national team's first game is against Panama.

Panama is a newly emerging team in Central and North America. It is relatively tenacious and only stronger than China in the group.

Therefore, at the wine table, Lippi did not arrange too many troops, but only talked about a few key points in general.

Of course, in this game, Yang Luo and Ling Feng are still the focus of everyone's attention. Combined with the performance of the previous games, it is possible for Yang Luo and Ling Feng to be the main players.

However, Lippi did not make any demands on the two during this period.

After dinner, when we returned to the room, Yang Luo lay down directly. Ling Feng sat on the chair, looked at Yang Luo with some resentment, and said, "Why did you stop me just now? If it wasn't for you, I would have gone up and beat Matsumoto up." .”

Yang Luo put his hands on the back of his head, looked at the ceiling and said: "This is between me and him, it has nothing to do with you. Besides, if you do something, the consequences will not be so simple."

"What about you? What do you do? Ikeda is going to sue you." Ling Feng was very worried. Ikeda is very insidious and can do anything. What if he really sues Yang Luo?

Yang Luo looked indifferent, "Let's sue, when the time comes, I will say that Matsumoto provoked me first, insulted me first, and especially bullied others by taking advantage of his family business. I'll see what he says."

What Yang Luo said made Ling Feng stunned. The Yang Luo he knew before had never been so unreasonable, but seeing it today, he really looked at Yang Luo with admiration.

"By the way, that guy Matsumoto has some strength, you have to be careful, I'm worried that he will fuck you."

"I'm not afraid, it's the same sentence, see him once, beat him once." Yang Luo said.

In a public hospital in Moscow, Matsumoto was sitting on a chair, and several doctors were surrounding him to bandage the wound on his head.

Feeling the burning pain in his head, Matsumoto couldn't help cursing: "Damn Yang Luo, I swear to the death that I will never let you go."

Ikeda stood aside and shouted angrily, "Ichiro, don't worry, I will sue him, and he will make him miss the World Cup."

"The prosecution is light. I want him to be ruined and ruined." Matsumoto was really mad when he thought of Yang Luo smashing himself with a chair today.

Where does this put my dignity? Usually in the team, everyone treats me like a god, but today, he was beaten by this bastard, and he couldn't swallow it.

He really couldn't believe it, the dignified young master Matsumoto couldn't deal with Yang Luo.

Therefore, another small conspiracy has begun to germinate.

Winter in Moscow is very cold. It is said that if you pour a cup of hot water out, it will freeze before it hits the ground.

Looking at the heavy snow falling outside, Yang Luo actually had the feeling of wanting to go out and go crazy, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.

Hearing Yang Luo's thoughts, Ling Feng stared and said, "You are crazy, if you go out in such a cold day, I don't want to freeze into a popsicle."

After speaking, Ling Feng put on his earphones and listened to the song.

The wind and snow all over the sky felt like a knife scraped on someone's face, and it felt painful, but Yang Luo didn't feel that way.

He only wore a jacket that he usually used for training, and only a jersey inside. Although it was a bit cold, he could still bear it.

The streets of Moscow were covered with silver clothes early on, which looked very romantic.

Although there were very few people on the street, occasionally you would see a couple of romantic couples walking on the road holding hands, and Yang Luo looked at them very warmly.

This made him ring Nana.

It would be nice if Nana was by my side this night.

Just when Yang Luo was dreaming about Nana, he seemed to see another acquaintance on the other side of the road.

(End of this chapter)