Chapter 159: Chapter 158: Heard that Argentinians Love to Save Seats? (Extra Chapter for every 1000 monthly votes)
"This Copa America qualifier is crucial for Argentina’s chances of securing a spot in the final tournament—it’s a high-profile match, and we’re fortunate to be able to witness..."
In the restaurant, a huge screen was broadcasting the Americas Cup qualifier that was about to begin.
It featured Argentina versus Colombia.
This was a match that promised to be very interesting.
Many fans, wearing Argentina’s jerseys, came to the restaurant to dine and watch the match.
Deng Kai had reserved a seat in advance.
It was the best table for watching the game.
But now, that table was filled with Argentinians wearing blue and white stripes.
They seemed to be tourists from Argentina.
"Hello, this seat seems to be ours, have you taken the wrong seat by any chance?" Deng Kai attempted to communicate with them in fluent Spanish.
"Ah?" A female fan came over to assess the situation.
Deng Kai presented his reservation details.
Because they were there to watch the game, the quality of the seat mattered.
Therefore, Deng Kai specifically reserved the best seat in advance, paying an extra twenty euros for it.
The prices for different tables were not the same.
"Uh... I’m not sure what happened, maybe you can move to another seat," the female fan said after confirming that the table indeed belonged to Deng Kai, losing the will to carry on the conversation.
She turned her head back to the big screen as if doing so meant she wasn’t part of those who had taken someone else’s seat.
Initially, she might not have been aware of the situation, but her inaction after learning the truth essentially put her in the same category as those who had actively tried to take the seat.
Birds of a feather.
So, Deng Kai approached someone in the group who looked like they might have some say: "Excuse me, how did you get to this table? This is my reserved table; you might be sitting in the wrong seat."
Deng Kai interrupted the joyous atmosphere of the Argentinians.
One of the burly Argentinians approached him: "Hey, kid, I don’t care if this is your seat or not, but now that we’re sitting here, we’re definitely not giving it up."
"If you want to eat or watch the game, you can roll out to somewhere else... Find another spot, got it?"
Deng Kai’s face turned sour, but he still maintained his last bit of courtesy: "I know you’re Argentinians, and we came here today to watch the Argentina qualifier as well."
"We all support Maradona, and even though he’s retired, we still want to enjoy the match and have a meal..."
The Argentinian hulk cut off Deng Kai: "I’ve said it’s impossible. We’re not moving, it doesn’t matter who you support, here! Now! This belongs to Argentinians!"
"Wow!"
The Argentinians cheered as the match officially began.
They celebrated and shouted, creating a great atmosphere.
Since this was a fan restaurant, such celebrations were normal, and the surrounding noise was quite loud, so others did not immediately notice that Deng Kai was arguing over seats with the group.
For all they knew, they could have been friends exchanging pleasantries.
"Damn it! This is bullying!" Yu Shihao witnessed everything from the side.
"Like I said, it’s actually quite common for Asians to be in Europe and America," Wu Xudong explained.
"But these are Argentinians, isn’t Argentina in South America?" Hao Junmin said, confused.
"They speak Spanish, and nearly all of them are white; Argentinians have always considered themselves European," Shao Jiawei stated. "I like Maradona, so I don’t understand his dark history."
"He even shot at Argentinian journalists and fans!"
"But now, I can kind of understand him."
"If this is the quality of Argentinians, even if I made it into the national team, I would burn my jersey and announce my withdrawal from the team. Playing for them would be shameful; they’re disgraceful."
"Let’s just leave, consider it bad luck. I swear I’ll never have any respect for Argentinians for the rest of my life," Yu Shihao prepared to step forward and persuade Deng Kai to leave, to save him the embarrassment.
After all, Deng Kai didn’t seem like someone who wanted to escalate the situation.
Besides training, Deng Kai was quite easygoing and was generally very mild-mannered.
"Cristiano Ronaldo! Flip the table!"
The mild-mannered Deng Kai gave the order.
Clink! Clatter!
Cristiano Ronaldo dashed forward and flipped the table.
Stuff scattered all over the ground.
The cheering Argentinians, who had not heard Deng Kai asking them to change seats, were suddenly brought back to their senses, and their faces were filled with rage.
"Fuck you..." The muscular Argentinian who had negotiated with Deng Kai threw a punch.
But the next moment, a wine bottle smashed onto his head.
The other party made a move to hit someone in advance.
Deng Kai was acting in self-defense.
This fight could be taken!
"Motherfucker! Beat them!" Deng Kai yelled, then followed with a flying kick, charging into the crowd.
Yu Shihao and the others didn’t understand Deng Kai, but could Ronaldo not? They had cleaned up a gang of soccer bullies under the sunset together!
After flipping the table, Ronaldo was ready for action.
When someone rushed at him with a punch, he kicked first to clear the way, then swung his fists, wreaking havoc among the Argentinians.
Don’t ask why, but he always felt a bit uneasy when he saw Argentinians.
"Damn it!" Wu Xudong, the Tongliao Boxing King, had some friends from the society before coming to Portugal, and this scene instantly activated the grassland blood in his veins.
That grey muscle might not look imposing, but it was hard as concrete.
Shao Jiawei was strong and taller than Ronaldo by a bit, with the best physical condition in the entire Sporting Lisbon U17.
He knocked down two people in an instant, as if he was still holding back his strength.
Hao Junmin and Yu Shihao played supporting roles, always keeping an eye on Deng Kai’s moves, ready to push away anyone trying to hit Deng Kai.
Professional players might not look imposing, but their fighting ability is definitely not weak.
Their tackles on the soccer field could easily land an ordinary person in bed for a month.
By the time all the waiters from the restaurant had rushed over, the war had already ended.
"What are you doing, daring to cause trouble here, Ex, call the police, quickly go call... wait a minute." The restaurant manager wasn’t an ordinary person; he had intended to handle the situation firmly, but he recognized Deng Kai and Ronaldo.
Weren’t they the heroes that won the Portugal U16 European Championship?
The Sporting Lisbon twin stars!
"Ronaldo, Kai, you..." the manager was momentarily at a loss.
Deng Kai had Shao Jiawei and the others flip their table back over, picked up a chair for himself to sit on as if nothing had happened: "I reserved this spot in advance, but when I arrived, it was already taken."
"What’s going on with your restaurant? Can you still operate or not?"
"If you don’t provide this service, you should say it outright, and you certainly shouldn’t charge for it."
"I need an explanation regarding this table reservation!"
Deng Kai turned the tables on the manager, who was indeed stunned.
Indeed, it was a lapse in their service.
Everyone wants a good seat, which is why they had made the good seats so expensive.
The local fans all knew about this, but the Argentinians who came for tourism clearly weren’t aware.
More and more onlookers gathered around.
Many recognized Deng Kai and the others.
Some even took out their cameras to take photos or videos.
Deng Kai didn’t avoid anything; he just sat upright in his chair, alone at the table.
There was nothing on the table, and beneath it was a mess, with six or seven Argentinians lying on the floor.
"I’m not here to argue or fight over anything, I’m doing this today for one reason, to tell the Argentinians that you can’t take what belongs to the Chinese! If you do, you’ll have to give it back!"
Bang!
Deng Kai slammed the table: "Serve the food!"
The manager was completely numb.
Wu Xudong, standing behind Deng Kai, nodded in approval.
That’s the way, who would believe Kai wasn’t previously mixed up in the underworld? He’s practically Deng Kai Brando!
"What are you gaping at, not doing business anymore?" Wu Xudong knew the boss never repeated himself.
The manager finally snapped back to reality and immediately signaled his waiters to serve the food.
And others helped the Argentinians up from the floor.
[PS: Although Chicken Chest is a fan of Messi, and Peach appreciates Ronaldo, these two are not antagonistic.
Peach often watches Chicken Chest’s videos and sends a triple like.
This time those few Argentinians went too far and were of very poor quality.
Without giving them a lesson, Peach would not rest easy.
Writing this Chapter, Peach had one goal, to tell the Argentinians that you can’t take what belongs to the Chinese! If you do, you’ll have to give it back!!! (PS contents are not billed)]
