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"Gentlemen, do you still have confidence in your IQ?" Qiu Ze had a charming smile on his face.

Hearing Qiu Ze's words, the reporters below were slightly taken aback, looked up blankly, looked at Qiu Ze like a fool, and couldn't speak: "Uh..."

When they saw the smile on Qiu Ze's face, they were very upset, even disgusted.However, at this moment, they really didn't know what to say and what to use to fight back against Qiu Ze.The impact of Qiu Ze's recording on them was simply too great, too shocking, and they were stunned.

"No, no, it's not true, this recording is absolutely not true." Suddenly, Joao Consantis of the "Lisbon Post" stood up as if he was insane, with a tone of disbelief questioned.

Listening to Joao Consantis' words, the reporters at the scene were also taken aback. Yes, who knows if the recording is real?If it is true, why didn't this guy prove his innocence in the first place?

There must be something wrong here, the recording is fake.The reporters below suddenly came back to their senses, and they all stood up and questioned loudly.

Looking at the reporters who responded fiercely, Qiu Ze smiled and said calmly: "As for whether this recording is real, I don't think you need to worry about it. Because I have already submitted her to the local court in Lisbon, they will Give everyone an explanation. At the same time, I think Sporting Lisbon will soon receive a court summons."

"Eh..." Qiu Ze's words were like a steel needle piercing the reporter's throat, making them speechless and staying on the spot.

Qiu Ze's move made them dizzy and out of their wits.

At this moment, Qiu Ze threw another blockbuster, which shocked the reporters below almost to the point of concussion.

"At the same time, I have also submitted the prepared materials to the Portuguese Football Association. I believe that the Portuguese Football Association will uphold justice for us vulnerable groups and keep racial discrimination away from Portugal!" Qiu Ze said with a smile.

ruthless!Too cruel!This kid is going to put Carlos and Sporting Lisbon as mortal enemies!The reporters who reacted gasped one after another. Qiu Ze's thunderous tactics were too powerful, and some guys began to regret that they stood on the opposite side of Qiu Ze just now. Isn't this making themselves uncomfortable?

When the reporters below looked at Qiu Ze again, they felt a little nervous.This guy looks harmless to humans and animals on the surface, but he is really ruthless in secret.

Inacio Augusto and Harvey Lewis sitting next to him both felt the same way. This kid is really not simple.

Now, Inacio Augusto has observed a moment of silence for Sporting Lisbon in his heart.Think about the situation that Sporting Lisbon will face repeated attacks from public opinion, fans, courts and the Football Association in the next few days. Do you think Sporting Lisbon will still have a way out?

How did the guy from Sporting Lisbon mess with this perverted kid?

On the other hand, Inacio Augusto secretly praised Qiu Ze, Qiu Ze's combination boxing is really dazzling.Let Sporting Lisbon be unable to parry.

I don't know what kind of reaction Carlos and Sporting Lisbon will have when they see tomorrow's report?It must be very exciting then.

At this point, the press conference has come to an end.Qiu Ze and others on the stage turned around and walked out of the press conference room without giving the reporters time to react.

At this time, the reporters had no intention of stopping Qiu Ze and the others. They immediately got up and rushed back. They couldn't wait to publish this explosive news.

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Bang!

A sound like a thunderous roar suddenly exploded in the room, and the huge roar almost shook the entire building down.

Carlos, the general manager of Sporting Lisbon, slammed the Apple laptop in front of him to the ground in a rage, which made the thunderous roar.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it, you damn yellow-skinned monkey!" Carlos cursed with a red face, thick neck, and fire-breathing eyes.

Now Sporting Lisbon is on the right path, the prospect is very good, and it is expected to be revived.As the general manager of Sporting Lisbon, Carlos is of course in a good mood. As soon as he got home, he began to browse today's sports news online.

Now the prospect of Sporting Lisbon is good, and the major sports media in Portugal have also played triumphant songs for Sporting Lisbon, and at the same time praised the new high-level of Sporting Lisbon, which can satisfy Carlos' vanity.Whenever he saw such a report, Carlos was very happy.

Therefore, Carlos has developed the habit of browsing sports news on the Internet when he gets home tomorrow.Today, as usual, as soon as he got home, Carlos hummed a little song and turned on the computer, ready to browse the news.

However, as soon as he landed on the sports page, Carlos became sluggish.

The entire video screen was full of news that Sporting Lisbon had discovered racial discrimination, and the general manager of Sporting Lisbon had framed the victimized players. At that time, Carlos was stunned.

It took a while for Carlos to wake up. With a dark face and trembling hands, he slowly browsed today's sports news. The heart becomes heavier.

When he heard the recording that Qiu Ze took out, Carlos' anger reached its peak.As soon as the recording stopped, Carlos stood up angrily, picked up the Apple laptop in front of him and smashed it on the ground.

"Damn! Damn yellow-skinned monkey, I'm going to kill you!" Carlos roared ferociously. At this time, he was like a monster with its bloody mouth open and its bloody fangs exposed.

Boom!Bang!clang!Crack!

Carlos suddenly turned into a beast, crazily beating the things in the room, cursing Qiu Ze viciously, and venting his uncontrollable anger.

After a while, the room fell silent.The room that was just tidy and new has now become a garbage dump, and Carlos, who is exhausted, is lying in a pile of garbage, gasping for breath...

Carlos who calmed down was still full of anger, but he forced himself to be quiet, knowing that now was not the time to be angry.Now he has to face the coming chaos and figure out how to fix it.

At this moment, Carlos heard the phone ringing in the room.

Carlos got up immediately to answer the phone, and just put the phone to his ear, there was a furious growl on the phone: "It's messed up! Sporting Lisbon is messed up! It's all messed up!"

"Carlos, listen to me, if you can't solve this matter, you'll get the fuck out of me!" It was the club chairman Franco's voice that came over the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Carlos' anger that had subsided suddenly rose again, "Damn yellow monkey, you wait for me, I have something to look at you!"

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In a small building with a red roof and black walls.

Marcelo Abate was staring at the computer screen in front of him, his mouth was wide open, and the dull and terrified expression on his face seemed to be seeing a ghost.

On the screen of the computer was the news page of Qiu Ze joining Bellamar this afternoon.The picture on this page is the photo of Qiu Ze and Bellamar general manager Harvey Louis showing the new No. 10 jersey to the reporters.

"Damn! Damn, damn, damn!" Suddenly, Marcelo Abbate jumped up in shock, cursing frantically.His whole face was flushed with anger, and their eyes were as wide as those of a dead sturgeon.

"It's you damn yellow-skinned monkey again, it's you again!" An angry Marcelo Abbate slammed his fist on the table, roaring ferociously.

"Fuck you. Damn. Did you get into a fight with my brother?" Marcelo Abate was very angry, "You are going to compete with my brother at the fucking Sporting Lisbon, and now you are fucking with me I snatched the position of Bellamar, are you damned, you say, you are not fully evolved bastard!"

When he saw the news that Qiu Ze joined Bellamar, Marcelo Abate's lungs were about to explode.

Just after Sporting Lisbon introduced a new midfielder, the team's head coach Paulo Bento told him that he would be recommended to Bellamar.

At first Marcelo? Abate was not willing to let himself go to a Portuguese team, isn't this an insult to himself?However, under the persuasion of Paul Bento, Marcelo Abbate reluctantly accepted the fact of going to Beiramar.

But who would have thought that Bellamar, whom he looked down upon, would reject him, saying that Bellamar had already found a suitable candidate.

Damn, how dare a rubbish Portuguese League team play tricks in front of me?Fuck your mother, my son Marcelo? Abate will be worse than others?

to die!Bellamar!Even if you want brother, brother still doesn't serve you!

Originally, Marcelo Abate had already forgotten about this.However, who would have thought that he saw the news that Qiu Ze had joined Bellamar today.

All of a sudden, Marcelo Abate's powder keg exploded.

Damn, Lao Tzu will be worse than this yellow-skinned monkey?Damn, this is a joke, a big joke!

"Damn yellow-skinned monkeys! Damn Bellamar! You wait for me, wait! I will never make it easier for you!" Marcelo Abbate roared with a ferocious face.

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The head coach of Sporting Lisbon, Paulo Bento, also saw the news that Qiu Ze joined Bellamar in his room.At that time, he was also surprised. He didn't expect that what Bellamar said that they had found the right person was actually Qiu Ze.

He also understood why Inacio Augusto, the head coach of Bellamar, would say at that time: "Soon you will know who it is."

Paul Bento knew about Qiu Ze's ability. He was indeed stronger than Marcelo Abate. It was the right choice for Bellamar to choose Qiu Ze.Paul Bento was also happy that Qiu Ze could find a new owner, and he was still full of guilt for Qiu Ze.

However, when he saw Qiu Ze's counterattack at the press conference, he was stunned.Qiu Ze's counterattack stunned him, frightened him, and made him terrified.

"God, is he going to put Sporting Lisbon to death?" Paul? Bento murmured absentmindedly.

Suddenly, Paul Bento thought of the league opener tomorrow night, and his heart suddenly flustered.

Suddenly he stood up, he was going to stabilize his players, the team must not have any problems at this time.

However, when he rushed to the door, he realized that he was not in the club now, but at home.And, it's still night.

Paul Bento sighed dejectedly, feeling bitter in his heart.At the same time, he is also deeply worried about the chaos the club will face next!

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