"I… I'm going to sue you! We're calling the police!" The burly Argentine man looked unwilling, but once someone pulled him back, he instantly shut up—like a scolded puppy from a meme video.
"I'm really sorry for ruining your table, but you also messed up mine." Kai didn't even bother lifting his eyelids. Cristiano Ronaldo, Shao Jiawei, Kai, Yu Shihao, and Hao Junmin stood behind him.
It felt like a damn gangster movie.
"As for calling the police, I don't care."
"There's surveillance in this restaurant. Everything is clearly recorded."
"It's obvious who made the first move."
"If there's any follow-up, my lawyer will handle it."
"By the way, my name is Kai. I'm a player for Sporting Lisbon."
"I don't want to have a bad impression of Argentinians, but unfortunately, the ones I've met today are like this. When you go abroad, you represent your country."
"And right now? You've made your country look like shit."
"Until I meet better Argentinians, I'll stay wary of all of you."
"Don't blame me for generalizing. Don't ask me to reflect. You caused this. Argentina should reflect—not me."
"Whether in Portugal or China, I welcome guests. But if you come to cause trouble… I'll deal with you properly!"
Wow!
Applause erupted across the restaurant.
It wasn't because Kai was a football player—it was because what he said hit the damn mark.
You act like trash at home, fine. But bring that shit abroad? Someone's gonna slap you straight.
Click!
A reporter snapped a photo.
In it, Kai sat calmly at the table, with the "Five Tigers" standing behind him, while a group of bruised Argentinians stood opposite—silent and humiliated.
Like a damn classic painting.
…
"Cocky Caesar? Kai beats Argentine fans in a restaurant—unworthy of being a player!"
Bora Media wasted no time stirring shit.
Their reporter arrived late and didn't know the full story—only that Kai got into a fight.
And for them, that was enough.
Players are public figures. Fighting regular people? Automatically wrong, right?
Well… this time they fucked up.
Because several major Portuguese outlets backed Kai.
"Argentinians fight over seats! Sporting Lisbon star Kai refuses to tolerate it—conflict erupts!"
"Cristiano Ronaldo loses his temper for Kai—Chinese players join the fight! Do you support Kai?"
"Remember your roots! Rising Chinese star Kai angrily scolds Argentinians—no one takes what belongs to the Chinese!"
"Record" even interviewed witnesses:
"Those seats were reserved. I wanted them too—they had the best view. But I didn't take them because rules are rules. I'm not a damn thief."
"When the Argentinians came, they just took the seats, started singing and dancing loudly, and disturbed everyone."
"Kai tried to communicate first. I heard it clearly. They even checked his receipt and knew the seats were his—but they ignored him like he didn't exist."
"Give up the seats? Hell no. They told him to get lost."
"Cristiano Ronaldo got pissed and flipped the table. Honestly? He had every right."
"The Argentinians tried to hit Ronaldo, so a fight broke out. Then Kai and the others defended themselves. The Chinese F4 joined in too. The Argentinians lost fast—they just looked tough."
The police got involved.
After reviewing the footage, Lisbon authorities ruled that Kai and his group were not at fault.
Officials released statements to prevent escalation into an international incident.
The Chinese embassy spoke out, supporting their young player and condemning Argentina's behavior.
Argentina?
Dead silent.
They thought: We'll deal with you in twenty years.
But they didn't expect Europe to explode over this.
Football hooligans are everywhere—but so is football culture.
Who the hell doesn't hate seat thieves?
Especially the kind who buy a cheap ticket and try to sit in premium seats like shameless bastards.
Media across Europe picked it up—Italy, England, Germany, France, Spain…
Most supported Kai.
Even "The Sun" said they'd stop using Argentine models until an apology was made.
…
Then things escalated.
Argentina finally apologized—reluctantly.
They even offered compensation.
But that money? Toxic as hell.
Take it—you're greedy.
Refuse it—you're arrogant.
Classic no-win bullshit.
Kai's response?
"I'll donate every cent to the Kai Children's Football Foundation."
"But I still want an apology—from the people who actually wronged me."
Public opinion? Massive win.
But Argentine media, especially "Clarín," tried to twist it:
"He just wants money! The foundation is his own—it's just another way to pocket it!"
Boom—now they called him money-hungry.
Kai fired back:
"Yes, I founded it. And I've already used it to support young players."
"The first person I helped… was an Argentine kid."
That dropped like a bomb.
Turns out—he funded a young Argentine talent.
And that kid?
Lionel Messi.
…
BOOM!
The entire football world went insane.
"I am Lionel Messi—the first recipient of Kai's foundation!"
The media exploded.
The same player Argentine media used to attack Kai… was actually funded by him.
That's not a slap—that's a nuclear punch straight to their faces.
Messi even revealed he had growth hormone deficiency—and Kai helped cover his treatment.
Kai protected him, even under global criticism.
That changed everything.
Suddenly, Argentina looked like a bunch of clowns cutting their own cock in public.
…
Back on the pitch—
Cristiano Ronaldo scored a hat trick.
Kai assisted twice.
But then—
A brutal collision.
Ronaldo collapsed.
No movement.
No reaction.
Kai reacted instantly.
"Team doctor! Hurry!"
He rushed in, performed CPR.
The entire stadium froze.
Thirty seconds.
That's how long Ronaldo's heart had stopped.
Then—
A twitch.
A breath.
He lived.
Later, doctors confirmed: Kai's CPR saved him.
Even professors praised his technique as textbook perfect.
Without him?
Ronaldo would've been dead.
…
In the hospital—
Ronaldo panicked.
"Do I have a terminal illness?"
His family burst into tears.
Doctors explained: impact + minor heart condition.
Surgery needed.
Ronaldo refused at first—scared shitless.
Kai stepped in:
"If you don't do it now, you'll screw your future."
"You don't want surgery when we're about to win the Champions League, right?"
"I'll win you one if you go through with it."
Ronaldo laughed: "You?"
Kai raised three fingers.
"Deal."
…
After surgery—
Ronaldo was out for months.
Sporting Lisbon U17 collapsed—three straight losses.
And Kai?
Zero goals. Zero assists.
Criticism poured in.
"Without Ronaldo, Kai is nothing!"
But the truth?
His passes were too damn good—his teammates just couldn't keep up.
…
Then came the turning point.
Kai rebuilt the team with a possession system.
Chinese players stepping up.
Confidence returning.
And in one match—
A lightning-fast passing sequence.
Six passes. Defense shredded.
Kai vs center-back.
He dribbled.
One step-over.
Two.
Three.
Five in a row.
Then acceleration—
Pulled down.
Whistle.
Penalty.
No argument.
Absolute call.
Kai stood there, calm as ever.
Because he knew—
This was just the beginning.
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