The Prince of Tennis

"Hey, you still get your clothes!" Fujimine had already retreated under the protection of two bodyguards.Ω Little Δ said to know that although Suzuki and Fujido had their Japanese names and spoke Japanese, they were actually soldiers trained by the West Point Military Academy in Magnesium. Later, they committed capital crimes and fled the country. Come, accept the employment of rich people from all over the world.

These two guys are both burly men with a height of eight feet and a wide waist. It is too easy for the two of them to block together and hide the child who has not grown up yet.

"Master, I can't figure it out, you obviously won the strongest Tezuka, don't you accept the honor of being a new king?" Suzuki asked in proficient Chinese.He knows the young master's temperament, he likes Chinese more than Japanese. Although he doesn't know the principle, since the young master likes it, then he will follow suit!Anyway, he and Fujitang are both proficient in six languages, and what languages ​​they speak is not bad for them.

"Hey, you don't understand." Fujimine is a person who has accepted the life experience of the elders. How can he enjoy the eye-catching aura like a child. Yes! There is no benefit to staying there except to be tossed by the seniors and bear the strange gaze of the first defeating Tezuka. It is better for us to escape in advance and have some fun!"

"What's the matter with you?" Suzuki felt that his IQ had been completely crushed by the twelve-year-old child in front of him, and his easy life as a bodyguard made him forget even the low-key.Earlier, my purpose was "to hide merit and fame", and the most frequently said sentence was "just call me thunder." Now that I want to enjoy flowers and applause, it seems that I have to reflect.

"Mosimosi, little girl? Ah, long time no see, I miss you. What, less than two days? Oh, as if not, as every three autumns. Come on, kiss me first, huh... …" Fujimine ignored Suzuki, took out his mobile phone to call the little girl, frantically spreading dog food indiscriminately, so that Suzuki and Fujido almost couldn't restrain the predominant power in their bodies and killed this shameless guy. .

"Why don't we rebel, Baiji?" Although Suzuki and Fujido have Japanese names, they are from the roots of magnesium, and they often perform dangerous tasks, so even though they look peaceful now, they both People still like to be referred to by code names, "Master and old man will forgive us, after all, the young master's method is the universal way of death."

"If you call me that again, I promise I will kill you first." Fujido glared at Suzuki with gritted teeth.The two of them used to be commensurate by code names. That’s true. The problem was that after Fujimine discovered this habit, he forced the two of them to change their code names to the names of some delicious foods, saying that it was not easy to starve. "Just like you insist on using the second code name given by the young master, and still dare to claim to rebel? Don't make me laugh, Oreo!"

"..." After the two uttered the code name Fujimine gave each other, they were speechless for five or six minutes.Suzuki spoke with a black line on his face: "I think the young master may have been abducted and sold when he was a child, and after a few days of unsatisfied days..."

"No, I always feel that this habit is similar to Miss Qianli." Fujitang's face was also weird, and he whispered: "Just give us this weird code name, the young master actually forced to join us, called Master Kong, I don’t know what mentality this is."

"Come out and play, I have a great place to make sure you like it." Fujimine was busy hooking up with the girls, and had no time to mutter behind the two brawny men, otherwise they would definitely change their code names on the spot to be even more frenzied.

"No." The little girl's voice came out in the receiver, as if she was holding a smile, waiting for something fun, "Well, because the semi-finals of the Kanto Contest is approaching, it's a matter of whether you can enter the country or not. The ticket, so Fudo Peak’s practice is so demanding. I have to accompany my brother and them to practice these days. When the Kanto Contest is over, I will accompany you well, OK?"

"Ah... why is this..." Fujimine refused to give up, and began to act like a baby: "I was so happy today, why did you say this, Lanshou, Shiitake, here. First Wing makes such mushrooms for girls, Lan Shou. Why do you say such things, leave me here..."

"Well, do you see if there is that kind of heavy truck on the street? If you rush to it, you may not be blue and thin. Really, my sister won't lie to you." Apricot felt that she was being caught by this The weird accent and shameless sprouting were so disgusting, and he gave Fujimine a good idea to treat all kinds of stinky shame.

"Oh, just treat me like that." It's almost enough to make a joke, and Fujimine himself feels a bit disgusting. Why is this so nasty, "Well, I'll go home after wandering around. Tomorrow, you go to Fudo Peak to play in the field, dare to hold my woman and hold on, huh...

"Let's come here, right, I heard that Tezuka is leaving tomorrow. Are you the number one young school single?" Xing Tiantian asked Fujimine, who wanted to conceal a surprise to her. He surrendered in an instant and honestly admitted: "Yes, Tezuka's plane tonight. I just defeated Tezuka, the veritable first person in youth school, how about it, do you admire me?"

"Cut, you can only use Tezuka with your right hand?" Xing deliberately slapped, "You really want to fight my brother. You will lose in less than 20 minutes. In short, it will not be easy for you to get the first place in the youth school just now. Go to school to train, and consolidate your prestige, okay?" The little girl's voice was like a fox abducting a white rabbit.

"I always think you have something to hide from me..." Fujimine felt that Xing's voice seemed weird, but now that the girl said so, he also felt that the limelight was almost over tomorrow, so let’s enjoy Qingxue No. 1 People's treatment is pretty good, so I'll go for training.

"Be simple, the way of talking... the way of swinging the racquet is simple!" On the court after school the next day, Dashi's voice resounded through the audience, "Eiji, give up your gimmick with too many extra moves, simply Hit the ball! Taocheng, bend your leg a little bit more! The action is too slow, take a good look at the ball!"

"Ouch!" Taocheng was dazzled by a loud yell from Dashi, and his head was dizzy. The ball coming from the opposite direction did not see clearly. He was hit in the face and fell to the ground.Taocheng rubbed his face and complained: "What, Senior Dashi, he was so proud when he became the acting captain."

(To be continued.)