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When Chen Chao opened his eyes again, his professional habits over the years made him wake up suddenly, and he rolled his body around and then immediately made a defensive posture, but he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

At this moment, Chen Chao was no longer in the police station, but was lying in front of the gate of the Guangming Stadium under the night sky. The place where he was lying just now was where he was arrested during the day.

"Uh! I was released?" Chen Chao grinned and laughed: "Damn! It seems that these Portuguese red-haired ghosts knew that they were in the wrong, so they simply let me go without saying a word and just pretend that this thing had never happened? Well, that's what it should be!"

Chen Chao, who has been in contact with military and political operations for many years, reacted very quickly. After thinking for a while, he found a reasonable explanation. As for why he lost consciousness in the police station, there are many ways to do this.

Chen Chao, who was in a relaxed mood, checked his belongings and found that thousands of euros were there, but his ancestral "Thirty-Six Strategies" were gone.

"Damn! These red-haired ghosts are also learning to play with antiques? Do you guys, don't you know that my thirty-six strategies are worth nothing at all? A group of treacherous guys!"

Swearing, Chen Chao walked to the side of the road and wanted to stop a taxi and return to the hotel, but there were no taxi coming and going around Guangming Stadium. Apart from the game day, there was very little passenger flow here. Chen Chao walked along the road for a while and found that his mouth and tongue were dry and his forehead was sweating. This was really not normal for Chen Chao, who had already made his body look like a steel bar that had been stolen.

"Damn, what a god, why is it so hot?"

kindness?

Chen Chao was suddenly stunned, hot?

For no reason, Chen Chao's heart trembled twice. He suddenly realized that something unusual had happened, but he couldn't get the clue for a while, so he stopped and sat down, and began to think quietly.

Following the previous thought, he immediately found the key to the problem, that is, the change in the weather... it was too big!

Chen Chao remembers very clearly that he came to Lisbon to travel at the end of February 2012. At this time, the weather in Lisbon was refreshing and pleasant, with the temperature being only about ten degrees Celsius, which was a good season for travel. Otherwise, Chen Chao would not have come here with the tour group.

But now, the weather in Lisbon is very hot, and it can even be considered hot. Even at night, the temperature is at least thirty degrees, which is summer!

After discovering this suspicious point, Chen Chao quickly calmed himself down with the steel will he cultivated in the past, took off his casual clothes and cooled down, and then paid attention to the bad situations around him along the way. With Chen Chao's keen observation ability, he soon discovered a fact that shocked him. Although he is still near the Lisbon Light Stadium, it is no longer March 1, 2012, but July 14, 2003!

This discovery made Chen Chao very doubt his judgment. The fact that time goes back is too nonsense. Shouldn’t this thing be a bloody plot in science fiction novels and science fiction movies? How could he encounter such an incredible thing?

After wandering around the stadium for a long time, Chen Chao finally helped believe in the fact that he had traveled to 2003. This perception made Chen Chao a little confused. He almost subconsciously walked to the convenience store around the stadium and bought some food with the euro on his body. Chen Chao called another international long distance to his uncle's house. Chen Chao's parents died when he was a child. It was his uncle and aunt who raised him, but what he didn't expect was that the number he called was an empty number at this time.

After thinking about it, Chen Chao called the troops he belonged to, but it was still an empty number. Chen Chao called the phone according to the contact information left by his comrades, but he could not get in touch. This made Chen Chao suddenly realize that the previous 2012 did not seem to exist in this world at all, and all the people and things that could prove his existence seemed to disappear all at once.

If that's true, then...Who am I?

Chen Chao put down the phone in confusion and frustration, changed two boxes of beer directly, then held it with one hand and walked to the entrance of the Guangming Stadium, sat on the steps, and began to pour cans of beer into his mouth, crying and thinking, but his head was already in chaos.

I don’t know how much beer I drank, but Chen Chao couldn’t help but start shouting. The confusion and confusion in his heart made him shout a few times to prove his existence. After shouting a few times, he naturally recited the “Thirty-Six Strategies” loudly.

"Six and sixty-six, there is a technique in numbers, and there is a number in techniques. Yin and Yang are rational, and the machine is in it. If the machine cannot be set, it will not be set..."

After just reciting a few sentences, Chen Chao found that when he recited this "Thirty-Six Strategies", his mind seemed to be very clear. Not only did every word pop out of his head, but there were also many things that he had not understood in the past. At this moment, he suddenly understood it in an instant, and understood it very deeply. It was as if he was enlightened and grasped everything in an instant.

Chen Chao never had such a thorough understanding of the six sets of strategies, such as victory, enemy war plans, attack, melee, war plans, and defeat war plans. His level of education determines that he cannot completely absorb classical Chinese into his own things, but now these things seem to have turned into his instinct for his way of thinking.

While drinking while carrying the "Thirty-Six Strategies", Chen Chao's mood gradually changed, and the iron-blooded smell on his body also quietly revealed, as if he had become a general who was lying on the battlefield, and his whole body became more fighting spirit.

Chen Chao, who was completely immersed in his own world, did not notice a fat figure moving to his vicinity until a loud voice suddenly sounded: "Young man, with so many beer in front of you, can you give me a can of quenching my thirst?"

"Take it yourself!"

Chen Chao said with a word, then turned his head and looked at it. It was a white and fat middle-aged man in a white shirt. He looked like there was no threat. Chen Chao was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he turned his head over and put the beer can to his mouth. Suddenly he felt that the fat man in front of him seemed very familiar. He must have seen him somewhere before!

Subconsciously, Chen Chao turned his head suddenly and looked at the fat man who had already picked up a can of beer and sat on the side. He stared at him a few more times. Sure enough, this fat man gave him a very familiar feeling. Chen Chao was sure that he must have seen this fat man before. The training he had received was enough to leave an impression on anyone's appearance characteristics, but... when, where did he see it?

"Young man, it's so late, why don't you go back to sleep?"

"I just can't sleep, just sit here and have some wine! Didn't you sleep, either?"

The fat man laughed and shook his head: "I have been insomnia for a long time! Alas, when I think about starting the journey of the new season in a few days, I can't calm down my heart! By the way, do you like football?"

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football?

football?

Chen Chao stared at the fat man in front of him with wide eyes. He finally remembered who the person in front of him was. This fat man was last year... No, it should be eight years after now, the famous Spanish coach Camacho who coached the Chinese national team in 2011!

Chen Chao saw this fat man on TV, and he felt that with this fat man, the Chinese national team should have improved a little, so he left an impression. At the first glance, he felt very familiar with Camacho, but the fat man in front of him was much younger than the fat man who coached the Chinese national team later.

"Haha, how about it? Do young people like football?"

"certainly!"

Chen Chao was in a bad mood to meet Camacho in 2003, and even subconsciously developed a sense of dependence on this fat man. Football is indeed something he likes very much, but he has some sex talk.

Fatty Ka smiled. Chen Chao's expression just now told him that this Asian young man recognized himself: "Young man, you probably recognize who I am? Do you think we Benfica have hope of winning this season?"

Well!

How do I know?

Chen Chao felt quite depressed. He didn't know what Benfica was like now. Although he likes football on weekdays, he doesn't pay much attention to football because of his own professional relationship. The Portuguese Super League is not the Premier League, La Liga, and Serie A. Chen Chao naturally won't care.

"What? Young man, do you have no confidence in Benfica?"

Fatty Ka looked at Chen Chao with some dissatisfaction. You should know that Benfica and Porto are both the two giants in the Portuguese Super League, and their strength is far above Sporting Lisbon. Benfica won the championship in history far exceeds Porto. Even if Porto and Sporting Lisbon monopolize the league in recent years, Benfica has not won the championship for ten years, but the club's foundation is still there. It has been more than half a year since he took over the team. The team's strength has taken forward a lot. The young man in front of him actually has no confidence in Benfica. This is really... looking down on people!

Chen Chao also heard the dissatisfaction in Ka Fatty Chinese, and laughed dryly, grabbed half a can of beer and drank it in one gulp, without saying anything.

Fatty Ka was also silent. He took over Benfica in the middle of last season. The team has been in his hands for more than half a year, and his own tactical characteristics have begun to be reflected. But for some reason, he just doesn’t have the confidence to win the championship, especially the crazy man of Porto, which has brought him a lot of pressure. Porto, as Benfica’s direct competitor, has become stronger and stronger in the past two years. They always perform like a piece of iron on the court. The entire team gives people a feeling of being one, which is quite terrible.

"Young man, which country are you from? Are you here to travel?" Camacho did not ignorantly determine that people with black hair and yellow skin must be Japanese or Koreans.

"Yeah! Come to travel! Chinese! My name is Chen Chao!" When he said this, Chen Chao had a high chest. He has always been a professional soldier who is proud of being a Chinese.

"China? Wow! That's an amazing country!"

Chen Chao could see that when Fatty Ka said this, his eyes were full of yearning. Perhaps this Spanish fat man had the courage to take the position of head coach of the Chinese men's football team because of this yearning!

"Super, you're sitting here alone drinking so late. Have you encountered anything unhappy?"
Chapter completed!