Leon took a taxi to the Balan district, Madrid's largest slum.

Don't think that there are no poor people in Western society, there are rich and poor people everywhere, many people yearn for a paradise life in European countries, but paradise is certainly not just a prosperous scene of skyscrapers and busy traffic. There are also low houses, there are mottled dwellings, there are hunger, there are fights, there are poisons, there are all kinds of messes.

Balan is the largest slum in Madrid, and many of the people who live in other areas, especially those who are rich or middle-class, look at the area with incomprehension, pity and even contempt.

Leon sat in the taxi, and it was then that he realized why the taxi driver was so surprised when he heard that he was coming to Balan.

It's a place that doesn't fit in with the bustling city of Madrid.

Dirty, messy, poor.

These three words can sum up what he saw.

As the taxi got deeper and approached Longbottom Boulevard, the taxi driver became cautious, his mouth kept coming out of the Spanish curse, and at the same time, the horn became much lighter.

Leon fully agrees with the caution of taxi drivers, because, on both sides of the road, there are more dangerous people who have nothing to do or are busy.

There were prostitutes leaning against the door, smoking cigarettes and waiting for customers, and thugs with tattoos on their bodies, cigarette rolls in their mouths, and baseball bats in their hands.

"Sir, I don't understand why you're here, but I still have to warn you to be careful. The taxi driver said, "If you get into trouble, don't resist! ”

Li Ang listened to the driver's words, and surprisingly felt that the other party was exaggerating. The world outside the vehicle did look very dangerous, for him as an intruder.

Although he himself is considered to be a good skill, but two fists are hard to beat four hands, Leon secretly reminded himself to be vigilant, at the same time, he was surprised that Juan Carlos and his sister, who was legendary and beautiful from the mouth of Mr. Independent Scout, actually lived in such a bad environment, which really made Leon curious and surprised, he had heard that Balan was a favela in Madrid before, but he had never been there, and there was no intuitive feeling, what he saw in his eyes at this time did have a great impact on him.

"Sir, you can't drive in front. The driver said.

It was really impossible to drive in, and the road was supposed to be in front of it, but a tent was set up directly, and it was now a residence under the tent, leaving only a gap in the middle, enough for a pedestrian to walk through, and the vehicle was obviously turned away.

Leon paid the fare, and then he saw the taxi driver turn around very quickly, and run away, as if there would be some danger if he stayed here a little longer.

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Leon looked around, and the people around him were also looking at him, he was curious, and the people around him looked at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at colorful bills.

"I'm being treated as a fat sheep who is easy to bully?" Li Ang smiled bitterly in his heart.

Room 201, Area H, Building B, No. 19 Longbottom Avenue, balan District, Li Ang silently read the address, and he found that the house numbers here were simply chaotic, and they did not come in order at all, and it was estimated that the postman would have a big head when he came here.

At this time, several young men of about seventeen or eighteen years old with tattoos on their bodies came around him.

One of them sipped a cigarette and squinted at the strange intruder.

"Juan!" Leon shouted at the top of his voice, unimpressed by the crowd, "Juan-Carlos, who told me where that guy lives, where did that guy go?"

Several young people who were surrounding stopped their tracks, and the young man with a cigarette looked at Leon, "Are you looking for Juan?

"That's right. Leon nodded, "That kid who used to play in Getafe. I know what he's doing now, and I can't wait to see him bruised and swollen in the face of being beaten up now. He told me the address was here. ”

The young man at the head waved at the others around him, "Get out of here! ”

This intruder, although he is a stranger, can call Carlos's name, and he also knows that Carlos is now working as a boxing sparring partner, which is a secret, not many people know, even Carlos's sister does not know, which shows that this person is indeed Carlos's friend, the kind that has a very close relationship, this is his own person.

The people around them dispersed in a hurry, and some people booed, obviously feeling depressed that the identity of the 'fat sheep' had changed and they couldn't do it.

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"Leon. Leon stretched out his right hand, "You can call me Lee." ”

The young man seemed a little surprised at the outstretched hand, he looked at his somewhat unclean right hand, and hesitantly stretched it out.

"Yuri Kukas. He said.

Li Ang didn't mind shaking hands with the other party. The latter, who was originally a little indifferent, had a hint of gentleness in his eyes.

"I'll show you the way, it's hard for outsiders to find a place here. Kukas said.

"yes. Leon chatted with the other party as he walked, "To be honest, this is my first time in Balan. ”

"You can see it. Kukas said, glancing at Leon in a crisp suit, meaning that you weren't dressed like this. However, for Leon's confession, he thought this person was quite good, "What do you do?" he asked.

"A football coach. "I think Carlos kid should keep playing, he's got that talent, so—" he shrugged, "So, that's why I'm here." ”

"You must be a good coach. Kukas said.

"Why do you say that?" asked Leon.

"It's hard to imagine a coach coming to this kind of place for a kid from a slum. Kukas said.

Leon smiled and patted Kukas on the shoulder, meaning that he loved to hear it, and the latter laughed too.

Two people went up the stairs, and some years the walls smelled musty.

"It's here. Stopping at a door, Kucas said, and he went up and knocked on the door.

After the knock on the door, a nice female voice sounded inside: "Juan?"

"Sister Alice, it's me, Yuri. ”

The sound of walking was heard from inside, and he opened his mouth to ask, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Someone came looking for Juan. Kukas said, and the door creaked open.

Then Leon was about to answer the call, and he saw that beautiful face. A beautiful face that is hard to forget at a glance. He really couldn't imagine that in the slums of Madrid, in such a place, there would be such a beautiful girl living here, and at this moment, Leon had to admit that Mr. Independent Scout was right, this is a super beautiful beauty.

This is a girl in her early twenties. A beautiful girl, a girl with beautiful blonde hair. A beautiful face that made Leon feel some familiar at first glance, which made him feel strange, he had never seen this girl, why did he feel familiar?

The girl who came out of the oil painting amazed his heart. There is no other mind, only amazement.

"Are you?" there were two people at the door, one of them was Kubas, and the other was naturally the visitor.

"I'm a football coach. Leon bowed slightly and stretched out a hand, "I'm here for Juan Carlos." ”

The girl shook hands with Leon gently, and quickly retracted her hand.

Li Ang hadn't felt the tenderness of his hands yet, and he actually had a sigh in his heart.

"Please come in and talk inside. The girl opened the door.

"Thank you. Leon nodded and stepped in.

"Sister Alice, I'm downstairs, you call me for something. Kukas said.

"Thank you, Yuri. Alice nodded.

Leon smiled, he knew that this Kukas was warning himself, meaning that he was not far away, not to try to do anything wrong to Alice. He thought it was funny, and at the same time curious, although it was dirty and messy, but it seemed quite united.

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"Drink water?" Alice motioned for Leon to sit down, and the girl began to busied, saying with an apologetic expression, "There are very few guests in the house, so no coffee and tea are prepared." ”

"Plain water is fine. Leon said with a smile.

Looking at the girl who was as busy as a beautiful butterfly, Li Ang felt a little cramped, two people, a lonely man and a widow in the same room, always felt a little ambiguous.

"Thank you. Taking the glass of water handed over by Alice, Leon still felt that in order to avoid embarrassment, he still got straight to the point, "I'm here for Juan Carlos, I'm a football coach, I've watched Carlos play, and I think he's a great lad." ”

Saying this, Leon paused, took a sip of water, and then he saw a beautiful smile blooming on the girl's face. It's a smile of joy that blooms when his brother is praised.

Leon felt his heart beat faster, and he suddenly felt that just seeing this beautiful smile was enough.

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While Leon was talking to the beautiful girl Alice, at the Chamartín training base of Real Madrid, more than 20 kilometers away from this slum, the interesting father and son, the Morata father and son, were suffering a great humiliation.

PS: Third update.