Ground football: Ronaldo thought I was going to assist him

"This Copa America qualifier is crucial for Argentina to secure a spot in the finals, it's a key match, okay, I can see..."

Inside the restaurant, there was a giant screen broadcasting a live Copa America qualifier match that was about to begin.

Argentina will face off against Colombia.

This is a very interesting match.

Many fans wearing Argentina jerseys came to the restaurant to eat while watching the game.

Deng Kai had reserved a table in advance.

That was the table with the best viewing experience.

But now, that table is filled with a group of Argentinians dressed in blue and white stripes.

They look like Argentinians who came here for tourism.

"Hello, this seat seems to be ours. Are you sitting in the wrong seats?" Deng Kai tried to communicate with the other party in fluent Spanish.

"Huh?" One of the female fans on the other side came over to check the situation.

Deng Kai showed his food order information.

Because of the need to watch the game, there's a concept of good or bad seating positions.

So Deng Kai specifically booked the best seats in advance, for which he paid an extra twenty euros.

The price varies depending on the table.

"Um... I don't know what happened either. Maybe you can go to another table." After confirming that their table did indeed belong to Deng Kai, the female fan lost the will to continue the conversation.

She turned to look at the big screen, as if that would make her not one of those who were taking someone else's spot.

She may not have known the situation at first, but when she did nothing after learning about it, she was essentially no different from those in her group who actively asked to take other people's places.

A bunch of raccoon dogs.

So Deng Kai approached someone in the group who seemed to have some influence: "Excuse me, how did you get to this table? This is the table I booked; you may have sat in the wrong place."

Deng Kai interrupted the Argentinians' joyful atmosphere.

One of the burly Argentinians walked over and said, "Hey kid, I don't care if this is your seat or not, but since we're sitting here, we're not giving up our seats."

"If you want to eat or watch the game, you can go outside... find another spot, understand?"

Deng Kai's face was already quite grim, but he still maintained his last bit of politeness: "I know you are Argentinians, and we are here today to watch Argentina's qualifiers."

"We all support Maradona. Even though he's retired, we'd still love to watch Argentina play and have a meal while we're at it..."

The burly Argentine interrupted Deng Kai: "I've already said, that's impossible. We won't give up our seats, it doesn't matter whose fan you are, this place! Now! Belongs to the Argentinians!"

Wow!

The Argentinians cheered because the match had officially begun.

They celebrated and cheered, creating a great atmosphere.

Since this was a fan restaurant, such celebrations were normal. The surrounding noise was also quite loud, and no one else immediately realized that Deng Kai was arguing with this group about seats.

They might mistake them for friends exchanging pleasantries.

"Damn it! This is outrageous!" Yu Shih-hao witnessed everything from the side.

"As I've said before, Asians are actually very common in Europe and America," Wu Xudong said.

"But they're Argentinians. Isn't Argentina in South America?" Hao Junmin asked, puzzled.

"They speak Spanish, and the country is almost entirely white. Argentinians have always considered themselves Europeans," Shao Jiawei said. "I like Maradona, so I don't understand his dark history at all."

"He actually fired at Argentine journalists and fans!"

"But now, I suddenly understand him a little."

"If this is the quality of Argentinians, even if I make it into the national team, I'll burn my jersey and announce my retirement. It's shameful to play for them; they're terrible."

"Sigh, just go, just accept your bad luck. I'll never like Argentinians again in my life." Yu Shihao was about to step forward and persuade Deng Kai to leave, so that Deng Kai wouldn't be embarrassed.

After all, Deng Kai didn't seem to want to make a big deal out of it.

Aside from being a bit obsessive-compulsive during training, Kai is very easy to talk to and has a very gentle personality.

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"Cristiano Ronaldo! Flip the table!"

The mild-mannered Deng Kai directly issued orders.

Splash!

Cristiano Ronaldo dashed over and flipped the table.

Things were broken all over the floor.

The Argentinians, who had been cheering and unable to hear Deng Kai's request to change seats, finally regained their senses and were filled with rage.

"Fuck you..." The burly Argentine man who was negotiating with Deng Kai threw a punch.

But the next moment, a bottle smashed on his head.

The other party made a gesture as if to attack.

Deng Kai acted in self-defense.

This fight is worth fighting!

"Damn it! Let's get them!" Deng Kai shouted, followed by a flying kick, and charged into the crowd.

If Yu Shihao and others don't understand Deng Kai, how could Cristiano Ronaldo not understand him?

They're the guys who took down a bunch of ball bullies under the setting sun!

Cristiano Ronaldo was ready after flipping the table.

When he saw someone throwing a punch at him, he would first kick them aside, then swing his fists and wreak havoc among the Argentinians.

Don't ask why, he just always felt a bit uncomfortable when he saw Argentinians.

"Fuck it!" Tongliao boxing champion Wu Xudong already had some friends in the underworld before coming to Portugal, and this scene directly activated the grassland blood in his veins.

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The gray muscles didn't look particularly muscular, but they were as hard as cement.

Shao Jiawei is strong and robust, even a bit taller than Cristiano Ronaldo, and his physical attributes are among the best in the entire Sporting Lisbon U17 team.

He took down two people in an instant, as if he had held back his strength.

Hao Junmin and Yu Shihao stood by, watching Deng Kai's every move. Whenever someone tried to hit Deng Kai, they would rush over and push the other person away.

Even if a professional athlete doesn't look particularly impressive, their fighting spirit is definitely not weak.

Their aggressive play on the field could easily keep an ordinary person bedridden for a month or two.

By the time all the restaurant staff arrived, the battle was over.

"What are you doing? Daring to cause trouble here, Ex, call the police, go call the police right now... wait." The restaurant manager was no ordinary person either. He originally intended to deal with the problem forcefully, but he recognized Deng Kai and Cristiano Ronaldo.

Isn't this the hero who helped Portugal win the European U16 Championship?

Sporting Lisbon's twin stars!

"Cristiano Ronaldo, Kai, you guys..." The manager briefly lost his train of thought.

Deng Kai told Shao Jiawei and the others to turn the table over again, then picked up a chair and sat down as if nothing had happened: "I booked this table in advance, but when I arrived I found it was already taken."

"What's going on with your restaurant? Is it even allowed to stay open?"

"If you don't offer this service, you should just say so, and you certainly shouldn't charge for it."

"I need an explanation, an explanation for the location of this table!"

Deng Kai turned the tables and accused the manager, but the manager was genuinely stunned.

This is indeed a vulnerability in their service.

Everyone wants a good seat, otherwise they wouldn't make them so expensive.

Local fans are aware of this situation, but Argentinians who come to visit clearly don't realize it.

More and more onlookers gathered around.

Many people recognized Deng Kai and his group.

Many people took out their cameras to take pictures or videos.

Deng Kai didn't try to hide anything; he just sat upright in the chair, all alone at the table.

The table was empty, and underneath it was a mess, with six or seven Argentinians lying there.

"I'm not trying to compete with anyone or steal anything. I'm doing this for one purpose only: to tell the Argentinians that what belongs to the Chinese cannot be taken away! If you do take it, you'll have to return it!"

boom!

Deng Kai slammed his fist on the table in anger: "Serve the food!"

The managers were completely dumbfounded.

Wu Xudong, standing behind Deng Kai, nodded secretly.

With that kind of style, who would believe that Kai Shao had never been involved in the underworld before?

This is a living, breathing Marlon Brando!

"What are you standing there for? Aren't you going to do business?" Wu Xudong knew that the boss never repeated himself.

The manager then realized what was happening and immediately signaled his waiters to serve the food.

The others helped the Argentine up from the ground.

[ps: Although Chicken is a Messi fan and Peach admires Ronaldo, the two are not opposed.]

Peach often watches Chicken Kun's videos and sends him gifts.

Those Argentinians really went too far this time; their behavior was extremely rude.

I won't be able to eat or sleep if I don't give them a good beating.

Peach wrote this chapter with only one purpose: to tell Argentinians that you can't take what belongs to the Chinese! If you do, you have to give it back!

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I like playing football on the ground: Ronaldo thought I was going to assist him.