ball magic

Although the global influence of Princess Diana's death is enormous, various conspiracy theories that have caused the British royal family to suffer are coming one after another, and they are trying their best to control the negative impact.

Countless media flocked to France, but for the media, they couldn't catch up with the first-class enthusiasm, and they also had other enthusiasm to follow.

In the same way, since they couldn't interview Rafael himself, they could start from other channels, and it happened that someone was willing to cooperate.

The guy who is willing to cooperate is the guy who lost a ball, but because of the timely stitching, the guy who hugged a ball.

The guy was also the underage the police said — even though he was the youngest of the thieves.

After being interviewed by the media, he turned the grief of losing a ball into his hatred for Raphael, and vividly described the scene of that night.

"He was a black maniac! He attacked us! Yes, I admit we broke into his house, but what he did to us was absolutely over the top! We just wanted some pocket money and didn't think Hurts, but he's definitely violent!"

"I've only seen scenes like this in movies, and he's a super villain!"

"When he appeared in the shadows, he was like a devil's minion. One kick! Only one kick! He made me like this! I also have a companion who was whipped by him with his tie, and now he can't open his eyes Open your eyes, my god, I thought he was going blind!"

"I would rather go to jail, even if I pick up soap, he can't let us lose a part of the body, or directly become disabled!"

"I will sue him! I will definitely sue him!"

The reporter also got different versions from his companion "blind man" and "moderate concussion" and the thin and small "kid" who may lack growth hormone.

"I don't know what happened, I had a baseball bat in my hand, but he dodged like he was fast enough to dodge a bullet, and then I got a tie - I never knew it was still there This effect." The blind man said.

"He even had that tight suit on after he attacked two of my mates, believe me even Sicilian guys aren't that cool, really, but he's so brutal...we're just trying to get some money , we didn't plan to do anything else... What we did to his companions was not even one percent of what they did to me..."

"I don't know how he found me, I was hiding in the bushes and sentry, and he suddenly appeared behind me and kicked me first - er, it hit me in the ass, I'm glad it was only the ass , Then he knocked me out with a single punch, and after a few minutes he woke me up, with his companion next to him, I didn’t know if the companion upstairs had escaped or was just like me... "

"I heard him on the phone, first he called the agent, then Moratti, he told Moratti to contact the hospital, he was calling the hospital for his partner and not us! Then I saw Moratti Came with the police, and I'm worried now that the police are taking too much of his side and ignoring what we've been through..."

"I didn't realize that my companions were more miserable than me until the police came..."

The thief who was less than 160 tall and dressed in children's clothes named Carlo then cried in front of the camera.

Oriol was well-informed, and even though it was Italy, he had contacts in the fashion world who alerted him to the news.

When Oriol came back from answering the phone, he saw that Rafael was feeding rice noodles to little Louis who was "ahhhhhhhh".

The little guy now needs some complementary food.

He looked at Javier's fiancée Ada with a calm face in a speechless manner. She was slowly eating the slice of bread that Javier handed over.

He turned around and paced, walked out of the breakfast room, arrived at the hotel lobby, looked outside, cursed a few words in Spanish, and then returned to the restaurant.

Little Louis was obviously full and was clapping Raphael's hand away, which almost caught the spoon.

Raphael put down the small spoon, wiped his little face clean first, took off the small bag, wiped his hands with the napkin, then picked up the mother and baby bag and walked towards the bathroom.

Oriol: "..."

No matter how many times, how many times!

Seeing Raphael leading a child with such a face, he felt like a dream!

Seeing this, Javier laughed at him and said, "Hey, Ori, do you remember what Ronnie said? If you dare to stare at my brother's ass, she will make your ass bloom!"

"Fuck you!" Oriol didn't dare to hate Veronica, he could only tremble under the queen's aura, but it was different in front of Javier.

"Berlusconi must have taken the opportunity to play tricks. The whole world is staring at Diana, the British royal family, and the two poor princes who lost their mothers. It turned out that only Italy! Half of the Italian TV stations are reporting on those burglars! "

Because it was in an open cafeteria, Oriol could only try to control his voice even though he was angry, and said to Javier: "We will wait for the lawyer to come before we go out!"

Javier immediately shook his head, "You'd better ask the lawyer to hurry up—"

"But the following are all media!"

Javier put down the butter knife in his hand and glanced at him, which was particularly characteristic of the other two members of the Iglesias family.

"Then let him wait for us at the police station. Rafael doesn't want to miss his debut, this is his first game in Italy. If anyone messes up, he will pay the price." Javier's The voice was even and steady, without the usual oily tone, "Believe me, he has always been like this Rafa."

Oriol glanced at him in surprise, and found that his younger brother had already taken out his mobile phone to send text messages.

He glanced at his younger brother and closed his mouth.

Now that I know there is a traffic jam here, following other people's advice and taking a detour seems... not bad?

Only then did Javier ask him, "The guy who was kicked out after being prime minister for a month? Is he very powerful?"

"His owns half of Italian television, what do you think?" Oriol said.

"Italy is really not a good place, but the Spanish media is not much better, even though they eat dogs." Javier muttered, and his fiancee gave him a look.

Javier simply shut up and continued to eat breakfast. After taking two bites, he found that Rafael had returned, and his son was restlessly lying on his arm. Obviously, the naughty little guy no longer accepted the "airplane hug" " pose.

Raphael simply hugged him upright, and then gently patted him on the back.

Oriol observed his expression carefully, and found that, as always, he didn't look more angry, so he jokingly said: "Rafa, you have a few more nicknames, I won't mention anything related to eggs, but I think there's a market for 'Mad Men in Black'. Our contract with YSL is about to expire."

A madman in black?Raphael stared, if "crazy" was changed to "violent", it would be a nickname from his previous life.

Fate is obviously a bit of a coincidence.

Oriol waved his hand, "I didn't start it, it was started by the guy who was kicked by you. YSL...forget it."

Raphael glanced at him, a little happy that he had finally learned to be funny.

He leaned against the window with the little guy in his arms and gave orders, "You hire a female bodyguard for Ronnie—forget it, let me do it."

In order to make his sister live happily and Louis to have a better growth environment, Raphael spent more than 200 million US dollars to buy a house.But obviously the quality of the house is not directly proportional to the security capabilities, so that a group of thieves can visit the site.

They could see Louis's diapers, and of course they could touch his sister's panties, could he bear it?

As for the bodyguard, he really had a good choice.

In 97, a group of veterans of the US Navy SEALs were planning to form a security company, which would become the famous Blackwater International in the future.

"Then you can't find someone who is too handsome." Oriol whispered, "What happened in "The Bodyguard" may happen in reality."

When he said this, he suddenly stared at Raphael twice, and became depressed after being stared back.

Wouldn't it be nice to make a movie with this face?

Playing football... well, playing football has a future.

"When is the departure?" Raphael glanced at the time on the watch and couldn't help but ask.He is still looking forward to catching up with the game in the afternoon.

"If you promise me two things, we can start now."

"Say!"

"One, put this on." Oriol took out a pair of black super sunglasses and handed them to him, then stretched out his second finger, "No matter what those reporters say to you or ask you, even if they put the microphone in your Mouth, you can't be angry, you can't push them, you can't answer them. Otherwise you won't be able to play today. Berlusconi will punish you."

Raphael raised his eyebrows, took the sunglasses, and handed Louis, who was about to grab the sunglasses, to Javier. Of course, he didn't forget to grab the little boy's protesting hand and kiss him on the cheek.

He loves Luiz, but he also loves football.

He had to go to work—clear all obstacles and finish the work he loved.

Javier immediately cheered on his younger brother, "I will visit Juan, take the little one with me, give him a meme, he will be happy!"

"If you dare to take him to the hospital, I'll break your leg!" Raphael, who had just put on sunglasses, looked at him.

Javier: "..."

Seeing him nodding his head like a cat, promising not to take Louis, Raphael left with the manager team.

When Javier saw his younger brother disappearing into the elevator, he immediately looked at his fiancée and boasted, "My brother is so fucking handsome!"

Ada smiled, hooked his neck and kissed the corner of his mouth, "You look handsome when you listen to him."

The moment they walked out of the hotel, countless reporters rushed to hand their microphones to Raphael.

The hotel's security has tried its best to help Raphael get into the car, but it is obviously difficult to break out of the encirclement.

"Raphael, what do you think of the title 'Suit Maniac'?"

"If someone fouled you on the pitch, would you use force?"

"You let someone lose an egg yesterday, do you realize that you were overprotective?"

"You have been accused of injuring many people in Argentina. Do you have violent tendencies?"

……

Oriol and Anderson cleared the way ahead, turning their heads from time to time, lest Raphael would separate from them, but fortunately, Raphael followed closely behind them.

They got into the car with difficulty, and Raphael, who was wearing sunglasses, kept his eyes on him. After getting into the car, Oriol praised him, "You are so good today."

Raphael took off his sunglasses and glanced at him, which made Oriol think that Raphael wanted to throw himself out to feed the "shark".

Raphael didn't say anything, but he finally had time to take out his mobile phone. After turning it on in the morning, he received a lot of text messages and didn't have time to reply.

There were indeed so many text messages that he doubted his life - when did my popularity become so good?

Yes, Raphael is very self-aware of his popularity, but he doesn't need so many so-called friends.But he's also not one to shut out the kindness of others, something he's learned after others put their backs on him.

How could he forget the pain of tuition fees?

Regarding these text messages, he still took the time to open them.In fact, there are not many people in the subdivision.

The main reason is that Depor went to Rendoiro and Toshack, and then to Rivaldo, who has already transferred to Barcelona, ​​​​and Jaminia, who has finally become the core, all sent text messages.Several young ghosts from the youth training also greeted him and Juan.

In addition, the "God" in Madrid who coldly rejected his transfer invitation also cared about him a lot.

He looked like a gangster, but in fact, the coquettish Simeone sent three text messages to brag about him, which fully demonstrated a man's yearning for force.

Raphael rolled his eyes and didn't even bother to reply him.

Captain Bergomi, Zanetti, and Almeida naturally did not fall behind, and even Zamorano and Ronaldo were concerned about him.

The only one who seemed a little cold was Djorkaeff.

But this is not surprising, who made Raphael think about the core position of others?

Djorkaf is at the pinnacle of his life, so he naturally doesn't want a brat like him to steal his position.

Moratti sent many messages, mainly to remind him of some matters, and assured him that this kind of thing would not happen in the future, and the club would hire him a bodyguard.Although it seems like a tactful persuasion to him no matter how you look at it - in the future, if something like this happens, don't do it yourself...

Rafael was about to close the phone when he suddenly saw another message coming in from the text message.

Clicking on it, I found that it was from curly hair, Aimar sent a long long long long full use of characters, in the long series of nagging, Rafael discovered at a glance the mixed messages from Messi to him Concerns and greetings.

This made Raphael very unhappy——

you!When did you have a secret relationship behind my back!

The author has something to say: my beloved cub, there is only one dwarf in his eyes~